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That Lovin' Feeling Part 3. Enchanted Queendome	By : Kimmbee4004 Category: 1 through F > All My Children Views: 2092 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: That Lovin' Feeling
Author: Kimmbee4004
Rating: NC -17
Pairing: Bianca Montgomery + Erica Kane
Bianca Montgomery + Shannon
Bianca Montgomery + OC's (I used actuall soap actors heh heh!)
Summary: 3rd part of the series.
Universe: All My Children
Disclaimer: No part or person of All My Children belong to me and I, sadly, make no money off this.
Feedback: I may have gone far a field with this, what do you think?
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Part 3. Enchanted Queendome
Chapter 1. Rewards and Punishements
"What is going on here!?" an indignant voice demands, cutting through the blonde's gasping and the brunette's piteous whimpers after the blonde falls ontop of her, finally exhausted.
"Mo-mom-my?" Bianca stutters turning her head to the right as she hears the sound of her salvation.
"Erica." Laura gulps hard as she puts her hands on Bianca's shoulders and pushes herself off the crying brunette. Her cock leaving the girl with a obscene pop that makes Erica's eyebrows rise and makes Laura that much more nervous.
"I - I was just having fun with my girlfriend." Laura gives the older brunette a sickly smile as Bianca makes a loud moan at Laura's statement.
Giving Laura an incredulas look, Erica walks over to the bed and gestures to her daughter. "She doesn't look like she was having much fun."
"Oh she was!" Laura chimes in defending her actions, something that is hard to do as her 'cock' bobs ands shines with Bianca's juices while she gets off the bed to face Erica on a more even keel. "She loved it! She just -" the blonde shoots a glare at the girl lying still on the bed. "-isn't used to it, that's all."
"Really? What I heard was Bianca crying; 'Your hurting me!' ," Erica says in a tone of ice.
"I kind of... bit her." Laura tells the shorter brunette with a embarrassed shrug that makes her breasts and strap on bob at the same time.
Rolling her eyes at the spectacle, Erica gestures to Laura's present accesorary. "Would you mind removing 'that', and meet me down stairs. It's impossible to take you seriously while your wearing that."
With a final sniff of disdain, Erica turns on her heel and walks out, slamming the door hard and making the two younger women jump.
Moving faster than she ever believed she could, Laura all but ripped the strap-on off of her and dives into her clothes with a curse. "You! You keep your damn mouth shut!" the blonde tells Bianca with a furious glare that makes the brunette shy away from her as she makes a dash for the door.
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All but running down the stairs, Laura reconsiders her rush when she see's Erica Kane.
"I hope you can explain this." Erica says evenly.
Laura is momentarily at a loss, suprised that Erica hasn't torn off her head already.
"Any time." Erica prompts giving her a very unpleasant smile.
Scrambling, Laur says the first thing that comes to mind, "I didn't know it was your room."
You could almost hear frogs and crickets in the background from the silence that greeted this statement.
'I'm dead.' Laura decides as she looks into the pitiless eyes of Erica Kane. Just as Erica opens her mouth to pronounce judgment, which the blonde figures would be horrible beyond imagination, she is saved by the appearance of Bianca walking down the stairs in a robe; drawing Erica's attention to her.
"Bianca." Erica says with a tight smile, "We were just talking about you. Why don't you have a seat on the couch while me and your 'girlfriend' talk this out."
Burying herself into her thick white cashmere robe, Bianca takes the offered seat and avoids even looking into Laura's direction. An action that Erica notes for future consideration.
"Why don't we start with how you and my daughter came to be." Erica asks in a smooth neatral voice. One could almost believe that she isn't angry until you see her eyes and realize that it's all surface. Indeed, on the inside Erica Kane wants nothing more than to take a claw hammer to the stupid little bitch in front of her.
"Leo and I broke up last night." Laura lies, the words spilling out of her mouth in a flood. "With the way that Greenlee has been stalking after him, I told him that he either told her to get lost or I would leave him... and he refused, so I left. Then I came over here to talk to Bianca." Laura pauses to give the brunette a small smile that Bianca reacted to not at all.
"I needed to tell her and we had some lunch." Laura waves to the fruit and lemonade on the tray. "I told her what happened with me and Leo and I pretty much cried all over her shoulder. She was really great about it."
"How did you end up in my room?" Erica questions, skeptisism loud and clear in her voice.
"After I cried myself out, Bianca kissed me on the forehead." Laura imporvises, her mind working overdrive to come up with a backstory. "I was still kind of wrapped around her and I just couldn't help myself. I just leaned in and kissed her." Walking over to the couch, the blonde sits next to the uncomfortable teen who darts uneasy looks her way. "What can I say." Laura laughs lightly as she continues, "Bianca can kiss like no one I've ever met. Then we were all over each other. We just took a wrong turn."
"You broke up with Leo last night." Erica states steepling her fingers together as she regards the blonde as if she was some kind of insect. "But you wait until this afternoon to run to my daughter for 'comfort', why?"
"It was late." Laura answers weakly, "I didn't want to wake her up with my troubles."
"Huh." Erica slowly glides over until she is standing a few feet from where the blonde is sitting. "Can I point out a little flaw in your story? Just in case you survive this?"
"I'm not lying!" Laura protests, standing up and waving her arms plantifly; desperately running her story over and over in her mind, to see where she could have made a mistake.
Reaching into her purse with her right hand, Erica pulls out a video tape. Laura's eyes go wide in shock when she recognizes her own tape.
Just as it sinks in that she's busted, Erica's left hand whips around and backhands the blonde, sending her flying to the floor. Tsking as she waves the video tape in her hand, Erica steps past a shocked Bianca to stand over the wide eyed Laura. "Never leave the evidence in the VCR!"
"She blackmailed me," Bianca cuts in, her voice a small whisper as she looks up at her mother. "I didn't have a choice."
"I know sweetie." Erica reassures the brunette softly, her eyes never leaving the cowering blonde. "I know."
Feeling the blood freezing in her veins, Laura's eyes are fixed on the tape in Erica's hand like it's a red hot poker. "What are you going to do?" she asks fearfully.
"Don't whine Laura." Erica sneers, "It makes you look like even more pathetic then you already are. What I think I'm going to do is call up Det. Frye and have him come and toss your ass in jail!"
"NO Please!" Laura begs, tears running down her face as she lurches to her knees and grabs at Erica's ankle as the older brunette takes a step toward the phone across the room. "I'll do anything you want!"
"Really!" Erica says, her eyes glittering as she stares down at the terrified blonde. "Anything?"
Bianca looks on as she realizes that if Erica calls the police and Laura is thrown in jail the tape and everything will come out. However, she doesn't know how to stop it. If her mom will even let it be stopped at this point.
"Anything!" Laura confirms with an almost hopeful look.
Shaking the blondes hands off her ankle, Erica slips off her shoe and presents her bare foor to Laura with a stern order. "Kiss it."
Not needing to be told twice Laura leans down and kisses her foot, knowing she would do anything to avoid going to jail.
"More." Erica prompts when Laura looks up after one kiss.
Moving her face down again the blonde teenager rains kisses all over Erica's foot as the older woman looks on.
"What do you think Bianca?" Erica looks over at her daughter as Laura bathes her foot. "Should we let her go?"
Her mouth opening and closing several times, Bianca is completely shocked by this almost sadistic side of her mother that she is seeing, but she isn't so shocked that she doesn't see a way out for herself. "I - I think we should let her go." the young brunette says haltingly, hating the idea of Laura getting away with everything.
"If that's what you want." Erica says regretfully to her daughter before looking down again at the now smiling blonde.
Moving her foot back a couple inches away from the blonde's face, Erica let's her foot crack Laura across the mouth, instantly wiping away her grin as she holds her jaw in pain. "You should be on your way, I'm sure Brooke misses you."
Still holding the side of her face in her hands, Laura shoots a glare at Erica that could peel paint as she get's to her feet.
"I think I'll keep this." Erica tells the glaring blonde as she see's her staring at the cassette. "As a suvenior, in case you decide to come back."
Watching wide eyed as Laura walks out of the house, Bianca stands up and walks over to her mother. "I don't know what to say. Thank you."
"For what?" Erica snaps, turning back toward her daughter.
"For saving me from Laura." Bianca answers timidly in the face of Erica's obvoius anger.
"You shouldn't have needed saving." Erica grits out pointing at her with the tape in her hand. "Explain this."
"Th-that started yesterday." Bianca stammers as she begins to tell her story; "Laura came over and told me that Greenlee was messing up her and Leo's relationship. She said that Greenlee was using some drama with her father Roger Smythe to get to him and-"
"I have no interest in Greenlee's doings." Erica cuts in frostily.
"Anyway," Bianca rushes on hurriedly, "she invited me over for her birthday. What I didn't know was that something had to have happened to Laura between then and when I showed up to throw her off the rails, because she was wearing a slinky blue dress and she was all over me."
"And you didn't find this at all suspicious." Erica snorts in disgust as she takes a seat on a old plush highbacked armless chair.
"I was flattered!" Bianca bursts out, "She was beautiful and she wanted me. What would you have done? Grilled her on what her intentions were?"
"I wouldn't have walked right into it!" Erica fires back angrily.
"I didn't know she was nuts!" Bianca protests, "She was my friend. I didn't think anything about it when she wanted to celebrate with a little wine."
"She offered you alcohol?" Erica shakes her head at Bianca.
"It was her birthday." Bianca reiterates, "Besides, I only had a few glasses. I think- I think she drugged us."
Biting off her next words, Erica raises a suprised eyebrow at her impassioned daughter.
"I might be a light weight," Bianca admits under her mother's stern visage, "but Leo was practicaly raised on the stuff. There's no way he would have done anything like this on his own and he only drank a little more than me."
"You really believe that?" Erica scoffs putting her hands on her hips.
"He's my best friend." Bianca loyaly defends her friend, "He is the first person beside Sarah that I came out to. I know he would never hurt me like that."
"Really?" Erica retorts annoyance plain in her voice. "After I watched the tape-"
"You watched the tape?" the now horrified teen gasps, clutching the robe around her.
"Yes I watched the tape." Erica snaps back, angry over being interuppted. "I saw the television on and was curious. Imagine my suprise when I saw my daughter engaged in a threesome!"
"Oh god." Bianca mutters closing her eyes.
"At first I thought it was a joke." Erica states in a scathing tone, beginning to pace back and forth. "Some sort of 'ha ha, gotcha!' thing, but... as it went on it was clear it wasn't a joke. And that you, were a clearly willing participant."
"Sort of." Bianca shakes her head in negation.
"What do you mean sort of?" Erica exclaims poking her finger hard into Bianca's shoulder, pushing her back a step. "From what I saw you looked to be having all SORTS of fun!"
"I didn't know that L-Leo was going to come in." Bianca stutters, intimidated by her mother's sudden aggressiveness. "After Leo came in, Laura grabbed my head so I couldn't move away."
"Not what I said." Erica explains deadpan, "I said that you looked like you had fun."
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
The sound of someone at the front door gets the pairs attention.
Bianca looks from the door over to her mother. "We should get that." the taller brunette says, doing her best to hide her relief from her mother.
"Fine." Erica huffs, and goes to answer the door.
Bianca's relief is cut off at the knees as Erica opens the door to reveal a very nervous Leo du Pres.
"Hello Erica," Leo says with a sad attempt at a smile as he steps into the house and see's Bianca; at which point the smile drops immediatly. "Bianca."
"How fortunate that you've arrived." Erica says with extravegant gaiety following him. "We were just talking about you."
"Really?" Leo gulps nervously, looking from Erica to Bianca.
Seeing the worry on Leo's face, Erica smiles like a cat about to jump on a particulary stupid mouse that stepped way too far away from it's hole. "I know."
"You should know that Laura drugged us." Leo fast talks for his life, seeing a look in Erica's eyes he's seen in his mother's when she goes in for the kill. "I busted her this morning after Bianca left, and she told me she spiked our wine with ecstasy."
"Bianca left this morning." Erica says quietly, giving Bianca a look that has her backing all the way back to the couch.
"Bianca, if I had known..." Leo implores his friend for understanding.
As Bianca opens her mouth to reply, Erica cuts in. "Leo, I think it would be best if you kept your distance from me and my home," the shorter brunette says in an even tone before continuing in a tight voice. "and if you value your life, stay far, far, away from my daughter."
Seeing murder in Erica's gaze, Leo knows it's futile. So with a final, "Sorry." to Bianca. Leo walks out of the house and when he's out of eye sight of the two brunettes', he breaks into an all out run for Vanessa's; hoping he can hide out there with her and Palmer until he can find a way out of the country.
After the door shuts, Erica turns toward Bianca with a blank unreadable look and sits back down on her chair.
Taking in her mother's cold bland stare, Bianca shivers and with a smile reaches for the still fruit laden tray. "You know, I havn't eaten lunch yet and-"
"Come here." Erica cuts her off sharply.
Swallowing hard, Bianca timidly walks over to the older woman.
Staring at her daughter Erica puts the video tape back in her purse and continues to stare, just stare silently.
After what feels like a hours to the busty brunette, Erica's expression shifts slightly. "Do you know why I came back today?"
"No." Bianca fidgets, wondering for the first time since she has seen her mother since New Years, why she has decided to show up now.
"No, no I didn't think you would." Erica snarls pulling a rolled up bunch of paper from her purse. "You seem to have kept yourself very busy while I've been gone."
"What's that?" Bianca asks, very nervous now as to what the papers are; her mother actually seems 'more' angry now than when Laura was here.
"This is you Bianca." Erica tells her with a smile that's more a baring of teeth than anything.
"Me?" Bianca asks alarmed at the look on her mother's face.
"Come here Bianca," Erica pats her lap with her right hand for Bianca to have a seat, "and I'll show you exactly why I'm back today."
Feeling a very uncomfortable comparison to when Laura told her to 'have a seat' on her lap, Bianca hesitates a moment and reluctantly sits sideways on her lap so she can see her face.
"While I was in Europe getting everything together for the spring season," Erica tells her with the same creepy smile, "Val faxed me this. Apparently you've been doing some modeling without telling me."
"The calendar?" Bianca asks, suprised that Erica knows about it already.
"Yes the calendar." Erica confirms, a bit shocked that Bianca would cop to it so easily, but then, Erica thinks; maybe she learned what trying to weasel away from stuff got Laura. "I never dreamed after I dropped you as Miss Enchantment that you would turn to something like this." Unrolling the papers, Erica shows the teen that it is indeed the calendar with a picture of her wearing a black string bikini with Joni straddling her; holding her arms above her head and there heads posed as if about to share an intimate kiss on a beach.
"That's Joni Stafford in the pink bikini." Bianca says quickly, anything to get past this embarrassing moment. "Her and a girl named Laurie Lewis did the calendar together. You'll probably see some pictures of her in it somewhere."
"Maybe she's in January," Erica flips the page and all the blood drains out of Bianca's face. "Nope, that doesn't look like you with another girl to me.
Indeed it isn't, instead it is a picture of Bianca hanging face down from a pair of thigh high shiny lycra boots and matching black gloves that go up to the shoulder, wearing only a small skirt with her large tits hanging down while a huge black man dressed in black combat boots and a black leather vest feeds her his big cock that she is very obviously sucking.
"I don't remember that." Bianca whispers white faced.
"Maybe you'll remember this." Erica tells her angrily flipping the page again. This photo has Bianca manacled spread eagle and face first to a giant target with a red arrow embedded in her pussy and another in her ass as a man dressed as cupid poses with a bow and arrow.
"I don't understand." Bianca starts to whimper but stops when the hateful voice of Joni echoes in her skull. "I told you not to worry Bianca," Joni tells her huskily. "we'll get you nice and lubed up."
"What's to understand?" Erica grits out going to March, angry about Bianca's continued denial of what is right in front of her. "Your buried in a pile of gold being groped by three horny leprechauns. How confusing is it? But don't worry maybe this one won't be too much of a 'suprise'."
Bianca swallows hard at the picture of her naked while complete strangers covered her in silly string as she jumps out of a huge cake. A feeling of nausia comes over her as she starts to remember more and more, Joni's voice coming through again; "That was the best April Fools ever!" the young blonde squeals happily.
The dark haired teen knows worse is coming as she remembers posing naked under an american flag with a light under it before her mother even flips it over.
"You know," Erica hisses in her ear hatefully, "June might be my favorite month. I have to say seeing my daughter chained to a stake naked, while a couple of guys dressed as 'pilgrims' use what appear to be cattle prods on your ass so that you have to 'thrust' your breasts forward for the camera is definitly a keeper."
"Oh look at this!" Erica mocks her as they get to July, "Your actually covered in this one! Even if it is just grey paint with you dressed as the statue of liberty.
"Enough!" Bianca sobs, making a grab for the calendar, knowing what' next and desperately not wanting to see it.
"Enough." Erica mimics the teary eyed girl as she holds the calendar away from her. "But we just got to the part where you are handcuffed to a table while your sucking off G.I. Joe while another G.I. Joe is busy with your tits wrapped around his cock!"
"No more!" Bianca cries as Erica fends off her hands.
"Here's Joni again!" Erica tells her red faced daughter showing her September. Dressed in a tiny nurses outfit, Joni can be seen inserting a thick fake thermometer into Bianca's ass. "She seems to like her work." Bianca's mother notes the intent look on Joni's face as she stares at the thermometer in Bianca's ass.
Bianca turns her face away, not wanting to see anymore. Wishing she could shut out her mother's voice.
"Lookie here." Erica exclaims as she gets to October, "Bianca getting groped again. This time by a witch and a goblin. I guess it really is fun for a girl and a boy."
Bianca lifts her chin and dries her tears and faces her irate mother, "Stop it."
"I didn't do this Bianca you did." Erica growls in return turning that page to November; showing Bianca on her hands and knees with her ass in the air while a woman dressed as a cook pushes a large turkey baster up into her pussy.
"She didn't say it would be like this." Bianca defends herself calmly, the image spoiled by the trembling of her bottom lip.
"Didn't she?" Erica questions going to the last page. "Didn't she tell you, you would be molested by four elves?"
Forcing herself to look at the photo Bianca fights the tears back again as she see's herself naked and tied with ribbon with a 'elf' on each breast with her legs tied open while another pair saws a ribbon up inbetween her ass cheeks and up and around into her vulvu.
"There had to be over two hundred copies of these Bianca!" Erica rants to an appalled Bianca. "It took more money than you would believe to retrieve all the copies before they were sold by- get this, a small fund raising group at PVU. Pine Valley Univeristy Bianca! A recognized group who built thier reputation one solid story at a time. If this had got out, there is no way I could have buried it! Why don't you try taking some responsibility for your mistakes! I have!"
"What mistakes?" Bianca grasps onto that part like a lifeline. "What have you done?"
"This." Erica sighs dramaticaly, the wind going out of her sails and tossing the calendar to the floor.
"What?" Bianca asks, thoroughly confused.
"If I had raised you during your formative years instead of Travis and Barabara," Erica explains stroking Bianca's hair consolingly.
"This didn't happen to me because you lost custody of me mom." Bianca tells her earnestly, "It's not your fault."
"It's my fault that you are the way you are Bianca." Erica corrects the girl, resting her hand that was stroking her hair on the back of her neck. "You are right about one thing: this calendar business is all on you."
"Ow." Bianca winces as Erica's hand on the back of her neck tightens it's grip painfully.
"You need to take responsibility for what you've done." Erica talks right over the girl as if she doesn't even hear her. "I however, can help you, by taking responsibility for my mistakes. I'm going to teach you the right and wrong way to do things like I would have if your father hadn't taken you away."
Erica pulls a suprised Bianca backward by her neck and taking a hold of Bianca's robe by the hip in her left; flips her over on her lap.
Bianca flails around face down on Erica's lap, wincing as Erica's grip on the back of her neck tightens in warning when she tries to get off. "That hurts!" she protests as she looks up over her right shoulder to see her mother shaking her head sadly.
"I wish I didn't have to do this honey." Erica apologizes to her daughter, "But you need to learn that there are consequences to your actions." Reaching down with her left hand, Erica begins to bunch up the hem of Bianca's robe.
Feeling new air hitting her legs Bianca tries to look behind her but can't because her mother's grip is too strong. All she can do is feel as more of her robe is moved. "What are you doing?" she asks worriedly, "What are you going to do?"
"It's for your own good." Erica assures her as she flips the robe over Bianca's hips and bares the young brunette from the waist down. Lifting her hand, Erica takes a breath and brings it down with a resounding slap against Bianca's firm ass.
"OW!" Bianca yells, starting to struggle again in her mother's grip as Erica smacks her ass hard.
"You've had this coming for awhile." Erica tells the wiggling teen on her lap as she rains down blows on the firm ass before her.
SMACK!!... "You've been whining..." SMACK!! "...about everything since I started planning that party for you when you came home!" SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"AAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!" Bianca screeches out as her mother steadily increases the force of her smacks.
"From the dresses I picked out for you!" SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! "You even hated the fact that I was going to get you out of school. SCHOOL Bianca!" SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"AHHH!!!" Bianca cries, tears running down her face as her mother chastizes her as she continues the spanking.
SMACK!! SMACK!! "You are ungrateful!" Erica grunts out her hand never slowing as she deals out punishment. "I had Ashley Angel of that O Town band ask you to dance and what do you do?" SMACK!! "You ran out of the room!" SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"I"m sorry.. I'm sorry...." Bianca huffs, her face red from weeping.
"You're spoiled rotten!" SMACK!! SMACK!! "I give you everything and you want to quit school and get a job working for Liza Colby of all people!" SMACK!! "You cut school and ran off with that leech 'Rain' and panhandled for money! Telling people that you were collecting money for the homeless at the community center." SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
Bianca let's out a wordless cry as Erica begins spanking lower so that she sometimes hits the tops of her thighs.
"I offer you the job of Ms. Young Enchantment and not only do you turn it down!" SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! "But you turn around and mess up the shoots with you and Leo to the point where the photographer says you have no chemistry with him!" SMACK!! "Something after seeing the video of you two 'together' I find hard to believe." SMACK!! SMACK!!
"Please.... ow." Bianca weezes as her mother's hand continues to beat down on her reddening cheeks. "... I'm sorry... please."
SMACK!! SMACK!! "Your sorry huh? Your sorry you snuck out of the Halloween dance to go to a gay bar with that dilinquent Rain!?" Erica grits out angrily while she alternates between hitting Bianca's left and right ass cheek at random. SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! "Sorry for lying to me about doing a photo shoot in New York so that you could go running after the girl who broke your heart!"
"Yes - yes I-I'm sorry." Bianca gasps as Erica somehow increases the force of her blows on the teen's red, darkening buttocks.
SMACK!! "It's about time!" SMACK!! "That you apologized!" SMACK!! SMACK!! "You need to do as your told!" Erica commands. "No more arguing!" SMACK!! "NO MORE BACK TALK!!!" SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"No more! No mooorrrrreeee." Bianca whimpers her agreement and to her great relief, her mom slows and finally stops spanking her burning posterior.
"I hope you mean that sweetie," Erica cautions her sniffling daughter on her lap as she starts to run her hand through Bianca's dark locks while she uses her other hand to examine her work. "because if you disobey again. I won't just spank you; I'll take my belt to you."
"I-I understand." Bianca winces as she feels her mother's hand that was mercilessly beating her bottom begin to tenderly stroke it. "Can... can I get up now?"
"Of course you can Bianca." Erica answers softly, her eyes glued to the beat red ass her hand is traveling over.
Easing herself up off her mother's lap, Bianca gulps as she feels Erica's hand continue to stroke her bottom almost absently.
Giving Bianca's ass a pinch that makes the red faced teen yelp, Erica withdrawls her hand and allows the robe to cover the girl's backside. "Why don't you go upstairs and get the Aloh lotion and I'll rub it in. It should ease the sting a little."
"Okay." Bianca replies with a wince as she walks over to the stairwell gingerly; the robe irritating her throbbing butt with every step.
DING DING, DING DING
"Who could that be?" Erica asks herself as she walks over to the door and opens it to reveal a starry eyed Shannon holding a beige folder.
"Hello Ms. Kane." Shannon greets the older woman with a excited smile. "I dropped by to give Bianca her assignments she missed."
"Assignments?" Erica questions taking the folder from the pretty blonde.
"Yeah." Shannon explains holding back a smirk at the thought of getting Bianca in trouble. "She's missed the last week and a half of school."
"Really." the brunette states with a backward glance to the stairwell her daughter went up.
"We've all been really worried about her." Shannon kisses up to her idol. "No one has seen her since the Crystal Ball."
"We'll have to do something about that." Erica thinks outloud before turning her full attention to the teenager in front of her. "Shannon right?" she continues, her gaze becoming intense. "How would you like to be the New Miss Enchantment."
"Oh My God!" her eyes wide, Shannon is pratically jumping up and down with excitement. "Are you serious? I would love to!"
"Good good." Erica nods smiling at the girl's enthuesiasim. "Stop by my office." she hands Shannon a card from her purse. "My assistant Val will be expecting you and we'll get the paper work finished."
"Thank you Ms. Kane! You won't regret this!" Shannon gushes, taking the card.
"See that I don't." Erica tells the teen with a smirk as she takes a step back.
Hearing the dismissal in Erica's words, Shannon gives one last squeal of thanks and leaves.
"Who was that?" Bianca asks at the sight of her mother closing the front door while she climbs down the stairs.
"Just work." Erica answers with a smile that turns frosty as she remembers the blonde's original reason for coming over.
"I can do it myself." Bianca tells her mother, her face slightly damp from where she obviously washed away her tears and her tone calm as she meets her at the chair that Erica was sitting in earlier.
"Take off your robe." Erica orders sharply, dropping the folder onto the chair and making the girl jump at her tone.
Moving slowly, Bianca slides the robe off her shoulders to pool at her feet leaving her naked under Erica's gaze.
"That's probably not a good idea." Erica tells her shivering daughter as she takes the jar of cream from her hands and walks behind her. "I know how forgetful you are."
"Forgetful?" Bianca asks her voice losing a lot of it's steadiness that it briefly regained as her mother bends her over slightly so that her hands are on the seat of the chair on either side of the folder.
"Very much so." Erica concurs as she unscrews the cap of the jar and puts some on her hands. Reaching out with both hands, she begins to gently lather up Bianca's firm ass with the cold cream making the beautiful girl jump. "For instance, one of your friends from school brought that folder for you."
"One of my friends?" Bianca shivers as Erica's hands rub up and down her butt firmly rubbing the cream into her skin. "Which one?"
Erica begins to squeeze Bianca's ass hard as she rubs the cream in while answering "You remember Shannon don't you?" Erica's response makes Bianca's eyes widen.
"Sh-hannon?" Bianca stutters alarmed at what her nemesis might have told her mother.
"Yeah Shannon." Erica tells her as she rubs her hands in circles, forcing Bianca's ass to open. "After you 'forgot' to go to school for the last week since I've been gone, she was nice enough to bring over your assignments."
Bianca winces as Erica pulls at the tight skin of her ass. "That doesn't feel good."
Raising a eyebrow Erica gives Bianca a quick swat on the ass eliciting a yelp from the startled teen. "Were you 'back talking' me Bianca?"
"No mom." Bianca winces again as Erica pats her sore ass where she just smacked it.
"Good," Erica admonishes the luscious girl as she forces her ass open again and rubs some cream in her crack making Bianca jump once more. "because I would hate to have to use my belt."
Bianca shivers as she feels her mother run her finger up and down her crack stopping to do little circles on her anus.
"You sure you don't want to 'argue' with me Bianca?" Erica taunts her daughter as she applies some pressure to her asshole with her finger.
"No no." Bianca whimpers hands tightening into fists.
"That's very good." Erica mocks pushing the tip of her index finger into Bianca's tight ass.
Bianca's breath catches in her throat as her mom's finger just stops from entering her from behind.
Leaning over the prone girl's body Erica whispers in her softly in her ear. "Your getting off light Bianca." the older brunette wiggles her finger back and forth very slowly as she continues to talk. "Even though I left for a couple of days, while you were admittedly vulnerable is no reason for you to take advantage like you have. The fact is, is that you have been getting away with murder for months now and after this last stunt of skipping school for almost two weeks is the last straw."
With a regretful sigh, Erica straightens up and pulls her finger away from the shaking teen. "After school tomorrow, I want you to come straight home and change into a business suite I'll have waiting on your bed then go to the Enchantment Building. I have plans for you."
Rolling her eyes at the still bent over girl, Erica grabs her by the arm and pulls her upright. "Did you hear me?"
"Yes." Bianca gulps, seeing the aggravated look on her mom's face.
"Good." Erica tells her briskly, reaching down and picking up the Aloh jar. "Now I want you to go upstairs and fix my bed. I've had a long trip and I want some rest."
Nodding her head quickly, Bianca bounds up the stairs as fast as she can, not even bothering to pick up her robe in her haste to get out of the room.
Biting her bottom lip as she watches her voluptous daughter run up the stairs naked, Erica picks up her cell phone and dials her office, "Val, it's me. I have some things for you to do and I need them done tonight."
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Rushing into her mother's room, Bianca grabs one of the posts gasping for breath. 'Have to hurry.' the raven haired teenager thinks to herself as her breathing calms.
Moving to one of the corners, Bianca pulls the sheet tight so that there is no wrinkles and continues to another corner to repeat the process.
As Bianca carefully tugs the last corner in place she hears the sound of her mother's pumps clacking on the marble floor outside the room and steps away from the bed.
Walking into the room, Erica takes one look at the bed and shakes her head in disgust. "Do you really think I want to sleep on the sheets that you and your whore had sex on?"
Bianca's eyes go wide as she realizes her mistake.
"I'm going to slip into something more comfortable." Erica grumbles as she goes over to her walk in closet. "Go into the linen closet and pulll out some new sheets and put them on."
"Sorry." Bianca squeaks out at her mother's retreating form as she dashes for new sheets.
A few minutes later, Bianca has new dark lavender sheets on the bed just as Erica walks out in a black camisole.
"That's better." Erica states with a nod to Bianca as she climbs on the bed.
"Well... goodnight." Bianca struggles and fails to find anything to say that would make this any better.
"Where do you think your going?" Erica asks skepticaly with a raised eyebrow at her daughter.
"To my room." Bianca answers confused.
"I don't think so." Erica tells her with a disparaging shake of her head. "I don't trust you by yourself at all. Your sleeping here with me."
As her mother pats a spot next to her Bianca walks over to the bed and climbs in, turning away from Erica to turn off the light.
"Goodnight Bianca." Erica murmers as she slides over and spoons herself against Bianca.
Bianca swallows hard when she feels Erica's panties push up against her naked ass as the older brunette throws an arm over her waist and snuggles into her back. "Goodnight mom." she whispers.
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Chapter 2. Links in the Chain of Command
"Hello Bianca!" Val calls out from his desk as Bianca gets out of the elevator.
Dressed in a black business vest that seems to be two sizes too small; leaving an inch of skin above her belly button exposed and a huge 'V' showing off her large full breasts. A matching pair of black, exceedingly tight pants that show every curve and flex of her legs and perfect ass completes the combo.
"Hello Val." Bianca returns with a nevous smile as she slowly walks past his desk; her progress inhibited as much by the four inch heels that her mother laid out as by what her mother has in mind for her.
"She's expecting you Ms. Montgomery." he assures the brunette bombshell, when he see's her pause at the double doors leading to Erica Kane's office and mistakes the cause of her reservation.
Giving Val a nod of acknoledgment, Bianca takes a deep breath and stepping inside she see's something that causes her stop dead in her tracks as the doors close behind her.
"Good moring Bianca," Erica greets her daughter from behind her desk, her patented Erica Kane smile in place. "We were just talking about you."
"You were?" Bianca asks cautiously, her eyes moving from her mother to the blonde dressed in a short jean skirt and a white blouse in front of her desk.
"I was just telling her how well we get along and how much fun we'll have together." Shannon tells Bianca with a smirk as she turns to face the raven haired teen.
"Really?" Bianca comments as she sidles around the blonde menace so that she can keep an eye on her and talk directly to her mother. "How much fun will we be having?"
"Shannon." Erica calls out, getting the blondes attention. "Why don't you go out and get the itinerary from Val that I told you about why I fill Bianca in."
"Right away Ms. Kane." Shannon chirps in agreement as she jumps to obey her idol.
"She is such a nice girl isn't she?" Erica ruminates as the doors close behind the girl.
"What is she doing here mom?" Bianca bursts out, her frayed nerves showing in the statement as she steps right up to the front of Erica's desk, almost in the same spot that Shannon had just vacated.
Frowning at having Bianca break her train of thought, she frowns at her daughter's tone. "She is our New Miss Enchantment Bianca."
"What!?" Bianca exclaims her eyes wide with shock as she stares at her mother. "Why? I thought - I thought that was what you wanted me to do. Why you had me dress in this." The teen finishes gesturing to her current outfit that was waiting for her when she returned home from school.
"Not at all." Erica returns her grin flickering across her face before settling in place. "You made it 'abundently' clear, many many times that you never wanted to model again. That you felt it was not for you." The older brunette explains as she stands up from behind her desk and walks around it to stand face to face with her daughter. "That being the case I had to find someone else, someone who would be more appreciative of the position."
"Why Shannon?" Bianca asks her shock fading to alarm.
"Because she has what Enchantment is looking for." Erica continues to explain calmly, "She has that All American Californian Girl appeal that goes over well with our demographic. Plus, since you and her are friends I figured that you could help her out."
"We're not that close." Bianca tells her in a clipped tone, making Erica frown again.
"That's okay," Erica instructs her firmly, her tone steely as she stares Bianca down. "because your going to be working for her as her assistant as of today."
"WHAT!" Bianca yelps, horrified at what she is hearing. A feeling that grows as her mother continues on over her.
"I was just going to make you my assistant." Erica goes on as if Bianca hadn't spoken. "That way you could learn the business directly from me, however when Shannon dropped off your missed assignments I knew that she was the girl for the job. I figured that working under her would be far less jarring to you then under me." Reaching out with her hand to carress the stunned teens cheek, Erica continues in a quieter tone but no less firm voice. "I know that you may consider this job menial and it is in large part. However you will do it. If you don't. If you purposely fail and I have to pick someone from the secretarial pool I promise you, you will regret it. Have I made myself clear?"
"Yes mother." Bianca whispers with a shiver, remembering clearly the last time her mother showed her the 'consequences' of her actions.
"Good." Erica smiles again, removing her hand. "Now you should go see Val, he'll have everything you need to start your day."
"Okay." Bianca acquiesces and walks over to the door to leave.
"By the way Bianca." Erica calls out from behind her desk making Bianca pause as she opens the door to leave. "At work: it's Ms. Kane."
"I understand," Bianca answers with a tremor in her voice. "Ms. Kane."
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Three hours later... Bianca wonders if getting the belt wouldn't have been better.
"Bia-aann-ccaa," Shannon calls out in a singsong voice, "Where's my coffee?"
"Right here." Bianca grits out as she brings in a small saucer with a cup of coffee on it. The first two hours wern't so bad, the brunette reasons to herself. After all getting Shannon's make-up and the occasional accesorary was just part of the job. The part she can't stand is how the blonde is now, after the perlimerary shoot.
"This coffee isn't black, Bianca." Shannon tells her with an overly innocent grin. "Looks like you screwed up again."
'Namely obnoxious as all get out.' Bianca thinks as she swallows back a snarl. Knowing that that is exactly what the other girl wants her to do just so she can get her in trouble again. Her ass twinges in remembered pain from the results of Shannon's mischief. Thankfully while she is still a little tender she has mostly recovered.
"You said that you didn't want it black." Bianca protests with a sigh, even though she knows it's useless. It's all part of the slow torture that the blonde has been putting her through.
"Bianca, Bianca, Bianca." Shannon tutts, shaking her head in mock sadness. "I told you: Black with two creams. Not a lot to ask for. Maybe I should just ask Ms. Kane for a new assistant."
"That won't be necassary." Bianca tells her quickly, too quickly she knows as she see's Shannon's smile widen. "I can do better."
"You sure about that Bianca?" Shannon asks arching a brow at the stunning brunette as she swivels her chair around to face the girl.
"I'm sure." Bianca answers calmly but with a bite in her tone.
"Good." Shannon chirps swiveling around at a 180's so that her back is facing the brunette. "My shoulders are killing me."
Gritting her teeth at the source of her annoyance (and possibly the source of all evil) Bianca slams the plate down hard enough that she is suprised that it didn't shatter on impact. Instead it just sloshes some coffee on the desk. Clenching and unclenching her hands Bianca steps up to the girl's shoulders.
"That is better." Shannon groans, her head falling forward as the dark haired teen massages her shoulders and neck.
Snorting softly, Bianca shakes her head in disgust at the pretty blonde's obvious enjoyment.
"You have nice hands Bianca." Shannon says over her shoulder after five minutes of Bianca's skilled hands working on her shoulders. "I bet Laura loves them."
Bianca freezes and her eyes widen in suprise, her mind whirling as she tries to figure out what Shannon knows.
Turning around in her chair, Shannon laughs at the stunned look on Bianca's face. "What? You don't think I saw how you looked at her."
"Laura and I are," Bianca pauses slightly as she flashes on the turn her relationship with Laura has taken. "friends." she finishes with a lie.
"Please, you were practically all over her in PE. Always sitting next to her, the way you would stare at her in the showers..." Shannon trails off with a leading smile.
"So what?" Bianca demands, changing tacts and going on the offensive. "What's your point?"
"My point is." Shannon laughs softly, "That I could get alot of money if I sold the story of Erica Kane's Gay Daughter to the press. A man named Donald Steele is an old family friend of my parents and he works at the Exposer."
Bianca winces before she can stop herself.
Seeing Bianca's reaction, Shannon decides to rub it in a bit more. "You know about the Exposer don't you Bianca. After all you met one of the reporters at your birthday party.. Allison Jones right?" Shannon bites her lip at the look of revulsion on her nemesis's face at the mention of the reporter who fooled her into talking to her if only for a little while.
"I remember her." Bianca all but spits out as she stares down at the gloating teen model.
"Putting aside the massive amount of cash I would get for the story." Shannon continues, "Can you imagine Erica's reaction if the story got leaked to the press?"
Shaking her head wordlessly, her eyes lit up with pure fright, Bianca can only stand there shaking.
"Yeah that is a scary thought." Shannon concurs reading the lucsious brunette's state of mind like the cover of cosmo. "Maybe it's a good idea if you do a very good job, don't you think?"
Recovering her equilibrium, Bianca crosses her arms and stares down at the girl.
Pushing her chair back a few feet from the brunette Shannon regards the defiant brunette with a self satisfied smirk. "You know Bianca, after all that modeling that I did today my feet are killing me." Shannon tells Bianca with a glance down at her feet clad in a pair of pink heels.
"No way." Bianca tells the power crazed blonde boldly, knowing she has to draw a line somewhere. "You can forget it."
"Really now." Shannon clucks her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Maybe I should just give Don a call after all."
"Your bluffing," Bianca claims and good deal more calmly than she feels. "if you do expose me to the press than my mother would fire you in a heart beat."
"I don't think so Bianca." the blonde disagrees crossing her legs at the ankles. "I have a contract that extends to well over two years and even if she buys me out of it; I'll still have the money that I'd get for the story which would be huge. So yeah. I think I'll risk it."
Watching as Shannon picks up the phone, Bianca grabs it out of her hand.
"I take it that you agree with my assessment of the situation?" Shannon asks with a grin.
Bianca swallows hard as she tries to think of a way out of this, knowing that if she gives in to this that Shannon will have a lever over her head that she can use for as long as she wants to.
Tired of waiting for an answer the blonde barks out an order. "Kneel!"
Slowly, reluctantly. Bianca lowers herself down to her knees before the grinning blonde.
Eyes twinkling with glee, Shannon bites her bottom lip as she feels Bianca slip off her high heels and begins to rub her feet. "That is verrry nice Bianca!" the pretty blonde purrs to her reluctant masseuse.
"I'll give you very nice." Bianca grumbles under her breath as she uses the pads of her thumbs to rub up and down the soles of Shannons dainty feet.
"What was that Bianca?" Shannon tries to demand sternly, but the soothing feeling coming from the black clad girl's hands on her honestly sore feet is just too much and it comes out much softer; more of a sigh.
Bianca feels an angry flush creep up her neck from the effort of holding her tongue. Exspecially since she knows she has to hold it because of the leverage the conniving girl has revealed to her. "I asked you how it feels." she lies just short of a snarl, keeping her eyes on her job.
"It feels great Bianca." Shannon answers with a laugh, stretching out like a cat in her chair.
"Glad to be of service." Bianca retorts angrily, as she switches from one foot to the other then back again.
"I am very lucky." Shannon concures, ignoring the sarcasm as she stares down at the brunnette rubbing her feet free of their aches. "To have such a 'full service' assistant at my side. Someone who will do whatever it takes to make me happy."
Breathing hard, Bianca contemplates shattering every bone in her tormentor's feet. Grinding her teeth so hard that she is sure the other girl can hear she looks up at Shannon for the first time since she started the massage. "Will there be anything else?" Bianca all but spits at the girl, her face red from indignation and anger.
"I'm nowhere near done with you Bianca." Shannon chuckles at the look on the brunnette's lovely features. "Why should I be? You look so nice down there on your knees... kinda natural."
Bianca's face goes from red to a very alarming shade of purple and her hands grip onto Shannon's foot so hard that they shake.
Wincing at the pain from Bianca's grip on her foot, Shannon immediatly smooths her features of any discomfort. "You should be more carefull with your betters Bianca. Not too many people are as lenient as me."
Her lips twisting in disgust, Bianca drops the blonde's feet back to the floor and stands up once again. "I do not need to take this!" and with that she turns on her heels and makes her way to her desk.
"What about mommy?" Shannon asks as Bianca picks up her purse.
"I'll risk it!" Bianca snaps back as she goes to leave the office.
"You going to risk the Exposer too?" Shannon plays her ace in the hole again and smiles when she see's Bianca freeze with her hand on the doorhandle. "You do understand what it means don't you? If I make the call?"
Dispite herself, Bianca can't help but hear Shannon out. Knowing from previus experience with others most recently her mother and Laura that it's better to find out now then wait and get bit later. So, still with her back to the other teen, Bianca listens as she hears the squeak of the blonde's chair signifying that she is now standing as she continues to speak.
"It means that the press will be all over you." Shannon states in a resonable tone as she walks over to the brunette at the door.
"A little late for that don't you think?" Bianca shoots back strongly, still with her back to the blonde but she can feel in her guts already what Shannon is going to say; it is, after all, her worst nightmare.
"Not like this sweetie." Shannon tells the brunette babe as she reaches her. "I'm talking twenty four hours a day serveilance. Investigating your friends especially the girls. Imagine how a girl like Becca would take to being grilled on whether or not you and she were.. more than friends. She doesn't seem to me to be that understanding. After her reaction to the 'Virgin Victor web site' that got put up about her last year. I just don't think so."
"How do you know about that?" Bianca asks, geniunily confused how the other girl would even know about Becca, much less about Greenlee's website that she used to try and break her and Leo up with.
"Oh Bianca." Shannon chuckles quietly, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around the stunning brunette from behind to whisper in her ear. "Ever since you came to my town everyone has been buzzing about you. 'Oh look it's Erica Kane's duaghter. I wonder what it's like to live in that house and be waited on hand and foot.' Even Marcus and the soccor team are all taking bets on who will get you into bed first."
"That - that's not my fault." Bianca stutters as she feels Shannon mold herself to the back of her body as she fingers lightly trace around her stomach left exposed by her top.
"Never said it was." the blonde agree's, her nose nuzzling the shell of Bianca's ear as she continues. "But it was enough to get me interested in you. So I had that geeky girl, the one that helped with Ryan Lavery's website; what's her name - Philomena, dig up everything she could on you. And wow, what she found. Your probably right about the press, they would get bored after awhile. Of course, then I'll have to give them all those emails to and from you and Sarah."
Bianca feels as if every muscle in her body has turned to mush as she leans into Shannon just to keep herself standing. "Not Sarah." she whispers, stunned as the blonde keeps hitting her with more and more information.
"Yeah Sarah Livingston. Your first love met in rehab." Shannon tuts mockingly, smiling to beat the devil. "Bet you didn't know that when you send an email that it never really goes away. Oh you can delete it but it's still out there in cyberspace where a industrious hacker can get a hold of it. Especially if she's paid enough to look."
Releasing her grip on Bianca, Shannon walks back to her desk and smiles as she hears the answering click of Bianca's heels on the floor telling her that she is following her.
"I think we've gotten off on the wrong foot here Bianca." Shannon tells Bianca as she takes her seat once again and regard the brunette with a wide smile. "You seem to think of me as the enemy - and I'm not! I'm not a bad person Bianca."
"Really?" Bianca croaks, her throat feels as if it's in a vice as she stops a few feet from Shannon's chair.
"Really." the blonde model repeats leaning back in her chair and putting her hands behind her head. "How many bosses do you know would let there assistant stop all they're fetching and filing to dance a little."
"Dance?" Bianca repeats, feeling as if she's in a fog, everything seem's to be coming in a twenty second delay. It doesn't help that a dull throbbing has begun in the back of her head.
"Yeah." Shannon confirms with a eager nod, "I think since you catered to me and rubbed away my aches and pains; you deserve a break. So you should do something that will make us both happy and dance for me."
"Dance for you!" Bianca repeats again this time alarmed, the fog lifting a bit as she takes in Shannon's shark like grin.
"That's right." Shannon tells the nervous brunette as she reaches out and hits play on the cd player on her disk and Christina Aguilera's voice can be heard as the song Genie in a Bottle comes on. "Your going to dance, and I'm going to watch. Unless of course you object?" the blonde finishes moving her hand from the cd player to rest on her cell phone.
Swallowing hard, Bianca begins to move her hips from side to side to the rhythm, awkwardly because of the four inch heels she's wearing.
After two minutes of watching Bianca attempt to dance in her shoes, Shannon holds up her hands for her to stop. "How about we try something else?"
Releasing a sigh of relief that she doesn't have to keep 'dancing' in the shoes, Bianca misses the twinkle that is currently shining in Shannon's eyes. "Thank you. I don't know how much more of that I could have done."
"Oh you misunderstand me Bianca." Shannon corrects the now sweating brunette beauty. "You're still going to dance for me. Just not like this."
"What?" Bianca asks, her confusion evident by the look in her eyes.
In answer Shannon pats her lap and raises an expecting brow as she waits for her demand to sink in.
As it dons on Bianca what the blonde wants, her eyes get wider and wider. "You - you want me to give you a - a lap dance!?" the shocked brunette sputters.
"Yes." Shannon drawls out slowly, her smile turning into a smirk.
"And if I don't, you'll tell the press all about me." Bianca exclaims her tone dripping with dread.
"Come on Bianca." Shannon states exasperated, tired of Bianca's continued resistance. "In that outfit your practically begging for it."
The sexy dark haired girl shivers as Shannon's eyes move up and down her figure pausing tellingly on her huge tits on display in her black vest.
"Get on my lap." Shannon orders all traces of a smile gone as she watches the fidgeting brunette.
Feeling as if she has fifty pound weights attached to her ankles, Bianca slowly walks over to Shannon and places each leg over each side of the chair so that her ass is resting on the blonde's lap.
Leasurily, Shannon reaches out and restarts the cd and rest her hands on Bianca's legs.
Swallowing hard, Bianca begins to move her hips back and forth on Shannon's lap as she desperately tries to remember everything from that movie 'Showgirls' that Rain gave her.
"Now your getting it." Shannon tells her encougagingly while she runs her hands up and down Bianca's thighs. "Run your hands through your hair."
Feeling utterly humilitated by the blonde, Bianca obeys none the less and moves her fingers through her hair and attempts to give Shannon a smile to make it at least seem like she is enjoying this.
Seeing Bianca's smile catches the blonde by suprise. In answer Shannon runs her hands all the way past Bianca's legs and gives her ass a squeeze making the brunette jump.
Biting her bottom lip, Bianca figures that if she can convince Shannon that she is into this that she might let her off the hook quicker. So tilting her head backwards she arches her back like a pornstar and tests the buttons on the vest as her large full breasts strain against the confines mere inches from the impressed blonde's face.
Whistling soundlessly, Shannon eyes are riveted on the amazing cleavage in front of her moving back and forth counter to Bianca's hips.
Noting that Shannon's eyes havn't moved from her breasts since she made her move, Bianca begins to think she may have miscalculated and badly but decides to wait it out. The song can't last much longer anyway she thinks to herself.
Of course what she doesn't know is that Shannon set the cd player for repeat so that the song won't actually stop until someone physically hits the button.
Licking her lips at the beads of sweat that glisten on Bianca's skin and make there way down in between her breasts prompts the blonde to action. Reaching out with both hands, Shannon grabs a hold of either side of the gyrating brunette's vest and yanks it open, shooting buttons everywhere and freeing Bianca's huge shiny tits to her greedy gaze.
Hips freezing in mid thrust, Bianca stares wide eyed as Shannon quickly covers her breasts with her hands, rubbing and squeezing the sweat slick orbs.
"You have great tits Bianca." Shannon whispers reverantly as she continues to touch the objects of her desire.
"Oh god." Bianca breaths as her chest is molested by the blonde who still hasn't even bothered to look her in the eyes yet. The bitter truth is, the brunette knows, is that the blonde doesn't have to look up. Doesn't have to ask for permission. She owns her and knows it.
After a solid three minutes have passes Shannon leans back again, releasing Bianca's large firm melons and places her hands back on the girls hips. "No one told you to stop dancing." the blonde tells her with a languid smirk.
Hearing the order for what it is, Bianca resumes her hips movement to the music's beat as she blushes at the way Shannon stares unabashed at her jiggling jugs.
"Yeah." Shannon states in tones of purest satisfaction, as she ogles the almost completely topless girl on her lap.
'This is worse than Laura.' Bianca says to herself as she stares at Shannon's flushed face. 'At least with Laura there was a tiny piece of respect, some small amount of decency.' At least that's what the brunette tells herself. It's something she has to believe. 'With Shannon it's like I'm nothing but a whore.'
A fact that's proven by Shannon's next order.
"Rub your tits for me Bianca." the New Miss Enchantment order harshly, her vision encompassed with Bianca's large swaying breasts.
Fighting back a sob, Bianca moves her hands to her breasts and slowly rolls them around her chest, her fingers catching her nipples and pinching lightly.
"That's right," Shannon tells the brunette huskily, "give me a show."
Blinking back tears, Bianca complies and starts to thrust her chest forward closer to Shannon's face so that she can get a closer look at the way she is touching herself for the blonde.
"It's fun to watch," Shannon tells Bianca softly, suprising her by actually looking her in the eyes. "but I like to play too." with that said Shannon moves her right hand down between Bianca's legs and cups her crotch.
Bianca's breath catches in her throat when the blonde begins to massage her through the pants.
"Bet that feels nice, doesn't it sweetie?" Shannon asks the blushing girl mockingly, as she rubs the girl making her shudder.
"Please... oh .. please." Bianca groans, her hips following after Shannon's hand as it moves back and forth.
Reaching out with her free hand, Shannon grabs Bianca by the back of her neck and pulls her in close so that they're faces are only inches apart. "Keep touching yourself for me Bianca." she whispers to the brunette, her breath blowing into Bianca's mouth.
Bianca can no longer hear the music. The only thing she can see is Shannon's eyes and all she can feel is her hand maniputlating her cunt through her clothes as she actively rubs at her own breasts for the girl who has total control of her body.
"Fuck yourself against my hand Bianca." Shannon whispers into the brunette's mouth as she stills her hand's movement completely.
"Shannon... oh Shannon." Bianca moans as she humps frantically away at the blonde's hand.
"You'll learn to like this Bianca!" Shannon's voice is raspy with lust as she stares into Bianca's eyes. "Whether you want to or not!"
"Oh oh oh oh ohhhh UHHHHHH." Bianca groans as her hips grind against Shannon's hand, her eyes fluttering closed when her body gives into the blonde's fondling. "SHHHAAAANNNNNOOONNNNNNN!
"You really liked that didn't you?" Shannon teases the panting girl as she eases her hand from Bianca's pants clad cunt.
Dumbly, Bianca nods her head.
"That's good because me and you are going to be doing this alot." Shannon tells the topless beauty as she moves her hands up to her bare chest and begins to softly squeeze her breasts, making Bianca shudder. "As long as you remember who's in charge."
"That would be me!" a stern voice announces from across the room, punctuated by the door to the office being slammed shut.
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Chapter 3. Contractual Obligations
"Ms. Kane!" Shannon exclaims wide eyed, her hands stilling on Bianca's breasts.
"Mom?" Bianca whispers, her eyes going wide as she comes down off the high the blonde gave her.
"Erica we - we," Shannon stammers, mortified and frightenend at being found in this position with her boss's daughter. Removing her hands from Bianca's big tits as if they were on fire, the blonde almost shoves the young brunette to the floor in her haste to get her off her lap. "didn't hear you come in!"
"Obviously." Erica states deadpan, "Would you mind explaining to me what you two have been up to?"
"It's - it's not what it look - oks like mom." Bianca chokes out, turning around to face her mother.
"For your sake I suggest you cover up and get home." Erica tells her sternly, her eyes moving down to Bianca's bare chest pointedly and lingering there.
Somehow Bianca's face goes even redder than it previously was and she franticaly tries to rebutton the vest but realizes that Shannon ripped the buttons out. "Mom...." Bianca begs for mercy but instead she see's her mother's face tighten up in anger and takes both sides of the vest in her hands she does her best to keep it closed as she runs around Erica to reach the door.
"Ms. Kane," Shannon flounders as she comes up with a zero on how she can explain her current perdicement. "I really don't know what to say.."
"You had better come up with something." Erica tells her in a voice of chipped ice as she walks behind the blond's desk to confront her directly. "Your future in this company depends on it."
"Bianca," Shannon struggles for a moment more before inspiration strikes. "Bianca came in after the shoot with a cup of coffee and had a seat on the edge of my desk. I asked her what she wanted and she said that she was here to make my day a little better. I had no idea what she was saying when she spun my chair around and started rubbing my shoulders."
"And you didn't think this might be a little unprofessional?" Erica Kane cuts in neutral tone.
"It felt good after all the poses that Oscar had me do so I didn't object. But after a couple of minutes she spun me around on the chair and slid onto my lap." Shannon continues a little more at ease since Erica seems to by buying it. "She said that since she rubbed me that I should return the favor and I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wasn't talking about a back rub. I told her that I wasn't interested but when I tried to get her off my lap she wouldn't let me."
"I'm not exactly a bodybuilder." Shannon defends herself when she see's Erica raise a questioning eyebrow at her statement. "She's quite a bit bigger than I am. When I told her I wasn't into that, she laughed; she said that it didn't matter because she was and that's what mattered, then she turned on my cd player and rubbed herself up against me."
Erica stands stock still, not sure whether she should shout, laugh or applaud the girl's nerve as she lays the blame on her daughter. Instead she stays silent and waits to hear the rest of Shannon's spin.
"She said that I would learn to like it, then she yanked her vest open and grabbed my wrists." Shannon tells her boss, earnest sincerity pouring from every word. "She said that if I didn't touch her then she would go to you and tell you that I made a pass at her and have me fired. I didn't want to get fired. This is a chance of a lifetime so I did what she wanted, however she wanted."
"Do you know what I've been doing while you and Bianca were at the shoot?" Erica questions, getting a confused shake of her head from the blonde teen. "I had a friend of mine ask some questions about how you and my daughter get along. Bianca has been a little off lately so I didn't take her little comment about you and her seriously but decided to check it out anyway." the founder of Enchantment explains stepping up to the very nervous blonde. "He talked to a girl named Mindy who as I've been given to understand is a friend of yours-"
"She's really not-" Shannon tries to cut in but Erica keeps right on over her.
"and she says that you can't stand my daughter. That you and your friends have been making her life hell at school." Erica tells the horrified girl as she leans down and grabs her chin in her hand roughly and hoists her from her seat by her face, making the teen wince. "So naturaly once I was apprised of the facts I came in and well. What I heard was something like: 'me and you are going to be doing this alot. As long as you remember who's in charge.' That doens't quite fit in with your little story now does it?"
"It was just a game!" Shannon backpeddles desperately, her voice a squeak as Erica's nails dig into her skin. "She wanted to as much as I did, I just thought that if you thought it was all her that you wouldn't fire m-"
"Shhhh." Erica cuts off the rest of the blonde teens babble by placing her index finger on her lips. "How much worse do you really want to make this?"
Closing her eyes, Shannon accepts defeat. Fidgeting she waits for the pronouncment of doom, she is suprised when Erica lets go of her chin and grabs her arm.
"I think we should continue this in my office." Erica tells the frightened girl tugging on her arm.
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Bianca shuts her eyes after she shuts her car door, shaking like a leaf as she thinks about the last twenty four hours: 'I know that you may consider this job menial and it is in large part. However you will do it. If you don't. If you purposely fail and I have to pick someone from the secretarial pool I promise you, you will regret it. Have I made myself clear?' Her mother's voice echoes in her head as tears run down her cheeks. Wondering how she's going to explain this to her mother and even more; wondering what Shannon is telling her right now, Bianca puts the car into drive pulls out of the parking lot.
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The sound of the double doors of Erica's office clanging shut makes Shannon jump.
Walking briskly to her desk and leaving the teen model behind the older woman pushes a button on her phone turning on her intercom. "Val, I need you to clear my schedule for the rest of the day and hold all my calls."
"Right away Ms. Kane." comes the immediate response.
Swallowing hard, Shannon walks closer to the large desk that now looks so much more formidable now then before, when she was signing the contracts that made her the New Miss Enchantment. "Wh - what are you going to do?" she stutters, her nerves getting the better of her.
"That depends on you." Erica responds as she sits in her plush seat and regards the blonde with a hard stare.
Shannon flinches away from that auger like stare more than the words themselves as she stops in front of the desk.
"I want you to give me a blow by blow description of what happened between you and my daughter in that office." Erica reiterates calmly, folding her hands in front of her desk.
Feeling as if someone has just walked over her grave, Shannon opens her mouth to speak but is forstalled by Erica raising her hand.
"Be aware that I will be asking Bianca the same questions that I will be asking you." Erica warns the shaken blonde sternly, "And I promise you that she 'will' tell me everything."
"After the shoot," Shannon begins slowly, trying to get the events in order in her mind. "I had Bianca running errands for me."
"Errands?" Erica asks for more.
"I had her getting me coffee and, and my drycleaning and stuff." Shannon mumbles hoping to get out of how she treated her boss's daughter like her own person serf.
"Uh huh. What else?" Erica demands impalcibly.
"I told her that if she couldn't get the coffee order right that maybe I should just ask you for a new assistant." Shannon plows ahead as she see's Erica open her mouth. "She was being a real pain. Complaining at any and every little thing I asked her to do. All she had to do was pour the coffee and bring it to me and I would do the rest and she couldn't even do that!"
Waiting a moment to see if Erica would interject, Shannon continues on a bit green as she realizes that the bad part is coming. "I had her give me a back rub then."
"The back rub you said she just gave you." Erica zeroes in on Shannon's first lie like a heat seeker.
"Yeah..." Shannon trails off for a moment before continuing on. "I told her it felt nice and - and that Laura must really like her hands."
"Laura. Laura English?" Erica bites off each part of the name, wondering what the blonde knows about Bianca and Brooke's delinquent daughter.
"I told her that I saw how she looked at Laura." Shannon answers her quickly, realizing that the other blonde is not a good subject to be on. "How she was practically all over her in PE. Always right next to her, not to mention the way she would stare at her in the showers."
"You brought this up because?" Erica asks calmer now that she knows that Shannon doesn't know about Bianca's indiscretions with the older blonde.
"Like I said she was being a real bi - I mean a pain." Shannon goes on quickly trying to fly past the most damning part. "I told her that I could get alot of money if I sold the story of Erica Kane's Gay Daughter to the press. I kind of hinted that I wouldn't if she did a very good job."
Erica opens her mouth in shock at the utter gall of the girl, her anger rising along with a smidge of respect for the girls guts.
"Then I told her to give me a foot rub and when she said no I told her I would call a man named Donald Steele." the teen rushes to get it out before the explosion. "He is a report that is a friend of my parents."
"Donald Steele!" Erica yells at the startled teen. "the one who works at that rag the Exposer?"
"Yes." Shannon cringes at her boss's fury, surprised that she seems more angry now then earlier.
Getting her anger under control the diva nods her head for Shannon to continue
"She - she got down on her knees and stared rubbing my feet after that." she explains haltingly, "I told her how I am very lucky to have such a 'full service' assistant at my side. Someone who will do whatever it takes to make me happy. Bianca got this really put upon look on her face and I kind of rubbed it in and told her that I was nowhere near done with her and that she - looked so nice down on her knees... kinda natural."
'Bet she loved hearing that.' Erica says to herself too quietly for Shannon to hear.
"That, that pissed her off." Shannon concedes her eyes meeting Erica's briefly before bouncing away from her glare to settle to just over her shoulder. "She said that she did not need to take this and went to leave. I couldn't just let her go. I couldn't risk her going to you and getting me in trouble!"
Erica's eyebrow's go up as she hears Shannon begin to babble. The dark haired diva thinks better about interrupting, now curious about what could cause this reaction after what she's already heard.
"I used the press angle." the blonde tells Erica, her words flooding out so fast they're almost unintelligible. "I told her that the press would be all over her friends and that they wouldn't understand but she wasn't giving in so I told her that I would tell everyone about Sarah Livingston and that she would lose everything including her fiance Ian
"How do you know about Sarah?" Erica asks confusion breaking through her anger.
"After Bianca came to the school. People started to gush about her being your daughter." Shannon answers fidgety, "So I had a hacker friend of mine try to dig up some dirt on her and she found the emails they were sending back and forth after getting out of rehab."
"Okay." Erica nods getting a better picture of what happened between the two. "Go on."
"I was furious with her Ms. Kane." Shannon tells her idol, forcing herself to look her in the eye. "Bianca always seems to get whatever she wants and I just couldn't stand it anymore. You gave her and her friend that job as the Young Couple of Enchantment and when that didn't work you made her the New Miss Enchantment and she 'still' wasn't satisfied! I guess I just wanted her to have to work for once; to have to get her hands dirty."
Nodding slowly, Erica shows her understanding and in fact. She agree's with the blonde before her. Bianca is more than a little spoiled.
"So I told her that she would have to dance for me." Shannon goes on in a steadier tone after seeing Erica nod, releaved that she hit a soft spot on the woman of steel. "But she couldn't really dance in those shoes of hers and honestly, it was a little pitiful watching her try so I told her to get on my lap."
"You had her give you a lap dance?" Erica asks amazed at the thought of Bianca doing such a thing.
"Yes I did." Shannon confirms slowly, her head spinning, unable to keep up with Erica's responses. "I said that in the outfit she was wearing, she was practically begging for it. Then she got on my lap and started moving to the music I put on. To add a little more humiliation I told her she was getting it and for her to run her hands through her hair."
Before Erica can comment Shannon moves on to the one thing that can vindicate her. "I was just going to have her dance a little more then stop after I was sure the little b - brat had learned her lesson when she looked at me and smiled." Seeing the disbelieving look on her face the blonde rushes to assure her of the veracity of her statement. "I swear she did. Then she tilted her head back and arched her back. She almost popped right out of the shirt right in front of me! So I decided to test the waters and reached out and squeezed her ass."
Crossing her legs, Erica bites her bottom lip to stop a groan at the visual she got from that and forces herself to listen to Shannon's story.
"After she didn't slap me I watched her dance for awhile and wanting to see more I yanked open her vest." Shannon tells her boss knowing how angry this will make her as she can see how red her face is. "I just - I couldn't help it! I - I just had to see how they felt so I reached out and - and held them in my hands. But she didn't say anything! She didn't say no! Or anything and that girl has no problem with that word. If she didn't want it she would have said something."
Erica gestures impatiently for Shannon to continue, squeezing her legs together briefly as the teen continues her tale.
"A couple of minutes later I let her go and sat back to watch her move." Shannon blushes, her embarrassment waring with her fear. "I - I told her to touch herself for me and she did. She squeezed her tits and pushed them right in front of my face while she did it all the while keeping up the dance." Swallowing hard, the blonde breaks eye contact unable to continue staring her in the eyes while telling this final part. "I reached out and - and started rubbing her in between her legs. She loved it! She would follow my hand to get more contact. She wanted it."
Taking a steading breath, Erica clears her throat. "Then what?"
"I asked her if it felt nice and she moaned please." Shannon finishes with a sigh, "I pulled her closer to me and told her to keep touching herself for me. I told her to - to fuck herself on my hand and she did moaning my name as she - as she."
"Came?" Erica asks a touch breathless herself her hands gripping the edge of the desk until her knuckles turned white.
"Yes she did." Shannon nods her head up and down like a gazelle, wanting to get this point across most of all. "Afterwards I asked if she liked it and she nodded. She nodded! I told her that that is good because we are going to do it alot, as long as she remembers who's in charge."
"Sounds like you had fun at least." Erica comments to the waiting teen who is crossing all ten digits that she won't get fired. "While I think about this. Why don't you take a look at your contract at the morals clause?" Erica tells her pulling out the contract and setting it next to her.
Walking around the desk, Shannon leans down and flips through the contract hunting for the aforementioned clause.
As the teen is engrossed in the contract, Erica sizes her up. Taking in the tousled hair to the creamy complexion down to the short jean skirt showing excellent legs.
On the fourth page, Shannon looks over the clause and see's what Erica is refering to under no no's: Any and all criminal behavior including theft, embezzlement and all forms of corporate espionage but not excluding all forms of extortion will resort in a loss of job and benifits as well as a penalty of fifty thousand dollars up to three hundred thousand dollars seperate and apart from any other legal fee's and or jail time.
Wordlessly, the teen turns to Erica Kane with a look of sick horror on her face.
"You see how your previous behavior could be construed as, don't you?" Erica asks the blonde who nods affirmitively, "Now what should we do about this? Why should I keep you on? Knowing your in breech of contract. That's even before I talk to my daughter of course."
"I'll do anything! Please!" Shannon begs Erica, hoping against hope for mercy.
"Anything huh?" Erica asks tartly.
"Anything!" Shannon confirms nodding quickly.
Reaching out, Erica places her left hand on Shannon's knee and runs it up her leg under her skirt, pausing mid thigh. "Anything?" she asks again, leaving no doubt what she means by the term 'anything.'
Taking a deep breath, Shannon widens her stance allowing Erica all the access she could want.
An invitation that Erica capitulizes on when she slides her hand all the way up to slide her fingers against Shannon's panty clad pussy, making the girl shudder before answering huskily, "Anything."
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Hands shaking, Bianca fumbles with the keys as she finally gets the door open to her home.
Three steps in the brunette bombshell falls to her knees, tears streaming down her face as she remembers how Shannon took advantage of her.
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..."You - you want me to give you a - a lap dance!?" the shocked brunette sputters.
..."Come on Bianca." Shannon states exasperated, tired of Bianca's continued resistance. "In that outfit your practically begging for it."
The sexy dark haired girl shivers as Shannon's eyes move up and down her figure pausing tellingly on her huge tits on display in her black vest.
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Roughly wiping her eyes, Bianca climbs back onto her feet. "I won't... I won't let her win."
Picking her purse back up, Bianca heads upstairs.
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"MMmmphhh!" Shannon groans as she is engadged in a lip lock with La Kane. Perched on top her desk, leaning back so her arms are holding her up. Shannon has her skirt bunched around her waist and her legs spread wide while Erica pushes two fingers of her right hand deep into her wet and ready pussy while the diva uses her other hand to keep the teen model's panties pushed to the side.
'I should have done this a long time ago!' Erica thinks to herself as she feels Shannon's tight cunt grip her pumping digits.
"Uhhh." Shannon moans as she throws back her head breaking the kiss when she feels Erica push a third finger into her. "Ohhh Goddddd!"
"No more high school boys for you!" Erica growls into the blonde's ear while thrusting harder into the teen.
"Oh oh uhhhn.." Shannon breaths her eyes wide as she feels herself about to cum, her hips jump to meet Erica's fingers
"This pussy is Enchantment property now!" Erica yells in her ear, "My property!"
"Oh OH OHHH YEEESSSS!!!" Shannon calls out her agreement as she cums hard for her boss.
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"Mom will fix her." Bianca tells herself as she climbs into the shower. "Mom fixes everything."
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Chapter 4. On the Job Training
"Bianca!" a voice yells out from the living room, making Bianca sit up with a start.
"Mom." Bianca whispers, as she makes sure her robe is tied shut before going down the stairs to greet her mother.
As the feeling of drowsiness leaves her Bianca recalls vividly what happened earlier between her and Shannon.. and her mother walking in on them. Mortification battles against her need to know what her mom has done about the blonde.
Having showered upon coming home, Bianca slipped on a white robe and crashed on her bed. Thinking it would only be a few minutes until she saw her mother. However the brunette is shocked when she see's the large clock in the living room and realizes it's eight pm at night. "Mom?" Bianca calls out when she see's Erica sitting on the couch.
"I'm here Bianca." Erica answers calmly, turning to look at the teen as she comes down the stairs to her.
"Oh mom!" Bianca cries out and runs to Erica and throws her arms around her mother, holding her tight.
"There there sweetie," Erica says soothingly, running her hands up and down Bianca's back. "I'm here now."
"I can't believe she would do something like that." Bianca says in a wounded tone, "Not even Shannon."
"Not even Shannon, what?" Erica whispers into Bianca's ear as she moves her hands randomly all over the teen's back. Enjoying the feel of the muscles under the silk robe.
"Sh - Shannon made me do it!" Bianca sobs in Erica's arms, "She said, she said that if I didn't do what she said that she would go tell everyone that I'm gay and about Sarah and - and I just couldn't let that happen!"
"It's okay baby." Erica tells her daughter with a smile the teen doesn't see as La Kane runs her hand up into Bianca's silky locks. "Shannon told me all about it."
Bianca freezes at what her mother just said, unable to believe she heard right. "What? Shannon said what?"
"She told me everything." Erica answers calmly, a blush comes over her face as she remembers her own activities with the blonde. "She told me how she had you running errands for her: getting her drycleaning and how she hastled you about her coffee. Why don't you tell me your version of what happened next."
"Version?" Bianca repeats appalled, stunned that her mother would even think about taking someone else's side against her, least of all Shannon's.
"Yes." Erica reiterates nodding, "Shannon told me how she had you give her a shoulder rub and a foot massage. While that may have been a bit over the line, I'm suprised that you went along with it."
"I didn't go along with anything!" Bianca protests loudly, "She blackmailed me! She said that if I didn't do what she said that she would go to the press!"
"She told me the same thing." Erica admits calmly to Bianca's suprise. "She said that if you didn't dance for her that she would tell everyone your gay and that she would ruin Sarah and Ian's engagement."
Breathing hard, the busty brunette is a step away from going into shock. "Shannon admited to- She actually told you that she did blackmail me?"
"She said it was just a joke at first." Erica supplies neutraly, taking Bianca's hands in her's. "She said that you were complaining all the time over the littlest thing she had you do and she wanted to teach you a lesson."
"A lesson!!" Bianca exclaims angrily, "She's the one who needs a lesson! And I hope it hurt when you fired her!"
Erica remains silent watching her daughter carefully.
Not getting the response she wanted, Bianca blinks in confusion. "You did fire her right?"
"Bianca." Erica begins in a soothing tone only to be cut off as Bianca practicaly explodes in front of her.
"YOU DIDN'T FIRE HER!!?" Bianca yells, pulling away from her mother. "After what she did to me you just let her get away with it!?"
"She said it was consentual." Erica says calmly, feeling a little annoyed at being shouted at. "She said you smiled at her then thrust your chest at her."
"I was trying to get her to leave me alone!" Bianca replies sullenly, the wind taken out of her sails by Erica's statement. "I thought if I went along with it that she would get bored."
"You can see can't you honey?" Erica slides closer to Bianca on the couch and puts her arm around her. "How that could have been misconstrued as permission."
As Erica's words wash over her, Bianca has to blink rapidly to fight back the tears again. "You can't fire her can you?"
"Not without dragging you through the mud, no." Erica confirms with a sigh, "If you had said no then went straight to me I could have fired her on the spot but as it stands... she has a case."
"This isn't my fault." Bianca states softly, searching her mother's eyes for some glimmer that Erica doesn't believe it's her fault.
"You should have come to me, Bianca." Erica's reply floors Bianca who begins to shake.
"We'll get through this Bianca." Erica reassures the trembling teen, "The first step is already done. I've removed you from your position as Shannon's assistant. You won't have anything to do with the New Miss Enchantment campaign for the time being. Instead, I've made you my personal secretary."
"Your secretary?" Bianca asks, not sure if she should feel relieved or more alarmed.
"It's sort of between what you did for Shannon; getting things for her and public relations." Erica explains to Bianca what her new position will entail. "We're going on a trip for the next week or two to meet with some clients and it'll be part of your job to charm them and see to there needs."
"Okay." Bianca responds quietly, looking away from her mother.
"The trip will be good for you Bianca." Erica tells her in a no nonsense tone, "It'll give you distance from that business with Shannon and teach you some much needed skills at the same time."
Trapped, Bianca nods her agreement. "Sounds good."
"I knew you'd see it my way sweetie." Erica grins, "Of course I'll have to pick some things up for you before we leave so you can head back upstairs if you want to."
Hearing the dismissal, Bianca stands up not wanting to irritate her mother. Not now after what has transpired here today. However, curiousity does make her turn to regard her mother with a specultive glance. "What do you need to pick up for me?"
"Oh, I need to clear your being out of school with the princable," Erica tells her daughter, standing up and getting her cell phone out. "as well as get your passport along with a few outfits. Though we can probably get them there." Staring down at ther phone, Erica grimaces at the missed calls that Val forwarded to her cell.
"I have plenty of clothes of my own." Bianca argues weakly, as she flashes to the outfit that she wore today. Along with the effect it had on a certain blonde.
Closing her phone with a snap, Erica turns to regard Bianca with a grimace. "We're not going to a school dance Bianca or to BJ's for a bite to eat." she retorts irritably. "No, we're going to negotiate a multi million dollar contract. You don't have anything in your closet that would remotely be suitable for something like that."
Floundering, Bianca trys to apologize, "I - I'm sorry I didn't think-"
Try being the operative word, as soon as she begins; Erica jumps all over her. "No, you didn't 'think' at all. In fact that seems to be a running theme with you lately. So for now your thinking privelages are suspened: you do what I say, when I say it. Understand?"
"Yes mother." Bianca answers softly as Erica leaves the room.
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"Can I at least see what you brought for me to wear." Bianca whines to her mother.
Letting out a breath, Erica tries to keep in mind why she brought Bianca along. Though that has been getting harder to do since the teen hasn't stopped asking for the last five hours they've been in the air.
"You'll find out after we land, not before." Erica tells the younger brunette wearily, the response has the tone of one made several times as she opens her laptop.
"It might be better if I knew." Bianca hedges, "If you want me there to help-"
"Your there to do as your told!" Erica snaps, her patience exhausted with her daughter. "The only thing I need from you is to smile and laugh when I make a joke. Otherwise you stay quiet. If I wanted anything else, I would have brought Shannon."
Recoiling from the tone as much as the words, Bianca stares at her irrate mother warily. "You said you needed me with you."
"I do." Erica admits, exhaling loudly and letting her stress go. "I need you to keep an eye on some of the clients while I talk to them one on one."
"Keep them seperated." Bianca simplifies the concept.
"Exactly." Erica nods, pleased that Bianca does understand.
"But I still don't see why-" Bianca goes back to her original question like a rotweiller.
"Because you have no fashion sense, that's why." Erica states bluntly, her little bit of pride that she felt with Bianca buried again in annoyance. "Anything you wear will be picked out by me when the times right. So there's no reason to show you."
Mouth dropping open at her mother's opinion of her sense of fashion, Bianca is speechless. She can't believe that is really how her mother feels.
"I brought a large selection Bianca." Erica sighs, seeing the hurt look on her daughter's face. "It depends on the weather what I pick out for you, so there wouldn't be any use in showing you the whole selection."
"Alright." Bianca states her understanding softly as she turns to look out the window of her mother's private jet just as the fasten your seat belts sign lights up.
"Attention passangers," the pilot's voice can be heard over a speaker set in the wall. "This is your captain speaking, please fasten your seat belts as we will be landing presently."
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"Welcome to the Bahamas!" Erica tells Bianca as they exit the jet.
"Wow." Bianca whistles impressed at the location of this meeting. "This is a suprise."
"I thought you would like it." Erica smiles at her daughter as she leads them over to a limo parked close by the private landing strip. "See Bianca, some things are worth the wait to discover."
Bianca smiles and nods her agreement as they approach the limo. Her smile fades though as a thought occures to her. "Um mom?"
"Yes Bianca?" Erica responds absently as they reach the limo.
"What about our clothes?" Bianca asks her mother nodding toward the plane, "Don't we have to wait while they unload them?"
"They already did." Erica tells her as she opens the door for Bianca to get in. "While the custom agent was going over us with the wand, our luggage was already on it's way to the hotel."
"What's the mission?" Bianca asks when they are in the limo and on there way.
"It's simple actually." Erica explains to the teen knockout, "One of my major distributors named John Reilly has been getting overtures from a company in New York called Deception and it looks like he may fold to them. If he does it will seriously hamper my ability to move my product anywhere. Especialy if people find out I've been upstaged by some fledgling company based in a town called Port Charles."
"What do you want me to do?" Bianca asks calmly, knowing that this is important. Anything that could hamper distrubution is not something to take lightly but if Enchantment's reputation itself was damaged, it may take years to recover.
"I want you to distract his family, while I corner Reilly and get this contract signed." Erica explains seriously, "He has two boys that he adopted when they were twelve and they could distract him from the negotiations. You are not going to let that happen."
The way Erica says it makes it plain that this is not a suggestion but a order.
"Where going to go to the hotel to change first then head right over to his villa." Erica says all business, "We don't have time to eat before we go it's late enough as it is and he's heading abroad early tomorrow morning."
"That doesn't leave alot of time." Bianca comments with a pointed look out the window at the sun. "We only have maybe an hour till sundown."
"Which is why we can't afford any mistakes." Erica emphazise the words to Bianca, letting her know that any mistakes would be on her part.
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"We're almost there Bianca." Erica exclaims to the nervous teen in a blue overcoat.
"I don't know about this mom." Bianca tells her mother nervously.
"What part of distract his family do you not understand?" Erica hisses to her daughter while primping in a hand held mirror. Dressed in a yellow and orange sundress, Erica looks great.
"This seems a little extreme." Bianca explains her concern, gesturing to her coat.
"Relax Bianca." Erica warns her daughter as the limo stops. "Odds are his kids arn't even there and even if they are, I'm sure you can handle two kids."
Taking a deep breath Bianca opens the door for her mother to step out and follows her right out into a vast courtyard.
"Erica, how good to see you," a tall man in his mid fifties to late fourties greets Erica dressed in a black pinstripe suite, then turns to regard Bianca. "and you are my dear?"
"That's my secretary." Erica cuts in before Bianca can answer, "I have a few stops after this one that I'll use her on."
"Well if that's the case," the man nods to Erica before directing his attention back to Bianca. "Down the right corridor you'll find a outdoor pool. My two adoptive sons Justin and Josh should still be there if you would like to meet them."
Cutting her eyes to Erica, Bianca catches a discreet nod from the older woman. "I'd be happy to meet your sons Mr Reilly."
As Bianca walks away down the hall, John turns back to Erica with a much sterner expression. "I don't really know what to tell you Erica. The distribution line's are already set."
"They're only set if you say they are." Erica scoffs at the notion itself and sets herself to argue as they go into the main salon.
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"Swish!" a voice comes from the end of the corridor punctuated by a splash.
"Hello?" Bianca calls out as the pool and it's occupants come into view.
A large olympic sized pool with a flotilla in the center is the sight that greets Bianca as she walks to the pool. What is unexpected is the four foot tall basket ball hoop in the center of the pool while two blonde muscular teens take turns throwing the ball into the basket.
"We have a visitor!" the lighter blonde tells his friend as he turns to regard the new comer.
"Who might you be?" the dirty blonde asks as he holds the ball in his hands.
"My names Bianca." the brunette introduces herself shyly. "My mo- my boss is doing some work with your father and they sent me here till there done."
"My names Justin." the blonde with the lighter hair announces, "Justin Hartley and this bum is my brother Josh Duhamel."
"Your boss wouldn't happen to be Erica Kane would it?" Josh asks and guffaws when Bianca nods, "They're going to be at it all night."
"What do you mean?" Bianca asks confused, she thought this would be sowed up in a few minutes.
"Dad has no intention of going quietly." Justin explains to the girl, swimming to the end of the pool where a cooler is set on a small flotillia tied to a the step rail. "He's pretty dead set on sticking with Deception cosmetics."
"Especialy after being kept waiting this long." Josh adds with a shake of his head as he shoots and misses the basket.
Looking out over the horizon, Bianca see's that the sun is just minutes from setting.
"You might as well hop in." Justin tells her with a friendly smile as he moves the smaller flotilla over to the larger. "Your liable to be here for awhile. Actually you'd be doing me a favor."
"A favor?" Bianca blinks at Justin's statement.
"This guy over there." Justin gestures behind him to Josh with his thumb as his adopted brother retrieves the ball. "Has a habit of cheating if not closely watched. So if your playing too, he shouldn't be able to. We can play horse or something."
"Okay." Bianca smiles and nods in agreement, undoing her over coat and letting it flutter to the floor.
"Whoa." Josh breaths softly as he see's the brunette take off her coat revealing a matching blue string bikini.
"First one to 'E' loses, Texas rules." Justin announce winking to his brother as Bianca gets in the water.
"What's Texas rules?" Bianca asks with a bright smile, enjoying being in the water.
Reaching into the cooler, Justin presents a beer. "Everytime someone makes a basket, the other two have to take a drink."
"What?!" Bianca laughs incredulous, not believing it's true.
"It keeps the game from going on too long," Josh explains with a grin, holding the ball as he swims over to the two. "if the players get a little tipsy they tend to miss alot."
"This is true." Justin nods his agreement to Josh's logic.
"Ladies first." Josh throws the ball to Bianca.
Remebering her mother's words to keep them busy, Bianca nods and takes aim and throws it in the hoop.
"Swish." the two boys cry out as the ball lands dead center in the middle.
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"I'm sorry Erica," John apologizes to the diva. "but the new co owner of Deception one Carly Corinthos has made me a very tempting offer and I don't know how I can refuse."
"I'm sure I can recomp any loss you incure." Erica returns gamely, though you can see some sign of strain around La Kane's eyes. After almost twenty minutes of her trying to pin him down and him doggedly avoiding that fate, Erica is finding herself coming close to the point where she is actually considering letting this one go.
"Maybe you can monetarily," he concedes the point, pointing at her with his cigar. "but not everything. I gave Mrs. Corinthos my word, and that's not something that you can buy."
Fixing her smile in place before it can falter, Erica leans back in her chair as she racks her brain for a way to crack his resolve.
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"That's 'E' Josh calls out as the other two squint at the basket.
Since the sun went down ten minutes and a twelve pack ago things have been getting a little blury, considering that the only light source is a dim lamp fifty yards away at the corridor leading back to the courtyard.
"Was that 'E'?" Bianca whispers loudly to Justin, her arm is over his shoulder and she is more or less hanging on him.
"I think so." Justin answers a bit more clearly then she, after all everytime he or Josh took a drink it was nothing more than what little could pass through there closed mouths. Unlike there beautiful new playmate who never noticed that they would dump out alot of their beer when her back was turned while she would take large drinks as according to 'Texas Rules' as the boys explained them to her.
"I win!" Josh congradulates himself, swimming over to the duo. "Therefore, I get to pick the next game!"
"I don't think I can play another game of 'Texas' anything." Bianca giggles letting go of a dissappointed Justin.
"I was thinking Marco Parco." Josh announces splashing the stunning teen.
"I looovvveee that game." Bianca gushes earning smiles from the two boys.
"Since it's your game." Justin declares, "Your 'it' first."
"Fine." Josh grumbles grabbing the tie off Bianca's coat and wraps it around his eyes. "Remember, you have to grab the person and call out Marco Pollo, before you can take off the blindfold."
"MAAARRRRRCO!" Josh yodles as he splashes around, head swiveling back and forth for a sign.
"Pollo." Justin and Bianca answer in unison swimming away from each other.
Wasting no time, Josh wastes no time in diving under the water and swimming right at the brunette.
Looking out over the water, Bianca trades a anxious stare with Justin. "Do you know where he went?"
"I didn't see-" Justin replies and is cut off as Bianca gives a yelp of pain
"OUCH!" Bianca cries out spinning around after her bikini top is pulled back and snapped against her skin. The water in front of the teen erupts to reveal Josh reaching out toward Bianca who slips down into the water away from him.
Unbeknownst to Bianca, Josh is able to easily to keep track of her through a small crack he made in the blind fold. Chuckling he dives after her.
Surfacing halfway across the pool, Bianca looks around and reaches behind herself to rub the red mark on her back that was make when Josh snapped her top into her. The fact that it's wet now makes it even worse as the sting lingers. "Where did he go now?" she calls out gruffly as she peers at the water for her assailant.
"There!" Justin answers pointing halfway between them again as Josh surfaces with a loud yell.
"MARCO!"
"Pollo." Justin and a slightly queiter Bianca call back. Not wanitng to be caught by surprise again, the buxum brunette eyes the water intently as Josh dives deep again but loses him as he swims toward his brother.
"He's going after you now!" Bianca tells Justin, with a relieved smile that Justin returns.
Of course Justin knows full well what his brother is up to. He spotted him swimming in a large circle around the girl as he a veered off in a arc so that she couldn't see him.
"Can you see him?" Justin asks with false apprehension in his voice as he looks around franticly.
"No." Bianca laughs, leasuraly swimming backward right into a waiting Josh.
Reaching out with both hands, Josh grabs a hold of Bianca's top and unsnaps it before surfacing crowing. "MARCO POLLO!"
Bianca is so surprised that Josh is behind her again she doesn't realize her top is loose when he grabs her arms.
"Gotcha!" Josh laughs as he takes off his blind fold.
"Yeah yeah." Bianca mutters as Josh begins to put the blind fold on her she doesn't feel the lessening of the sting where her top snapped into her skin. Neither does her alcohol pickled brain detect the flapping of her top as it sways away from her chest, held on only by the string around her neck.
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"We both know that your word has only ever been... fluid, John." Erica tells John Reilly tactfully as she sips her wine.
John grunts as he shifts in his seat as the diminutive diva begins to hem him in.
"In fact, " Erica continues with a small smile. "I remember quite a few promises that were, misleading?"
"It's just not that simple Erica?" he protests weakly, raising his hands for peace.
"Then simplify it John." Erica demands quietly, setting down her wine glass.
"The problem isn't so much Mrs. Corinthos," he explains with a sigh of defeat, "but her husband; Sonny Corinthos."
"Am I supposed to know who that is?" Erica asks after John pauses, though she has an inkling of who he might be. The people of Pine Valley are not that cut off after all.
"He's a 'coffee importer' based in Port Charles, New York." he explains letting out a breath at her nod of understanding. Glad that he wouldn't have to actually have to admit to being in league with a reputed mobster, he continues earnestly. "It's said that he is very... protective, of his wife and I've been told that upsetting her might not be too healthy for me."
Pushing down a sigh of her own, Erica leans back as she tries to think of a way through this. "That doesn't mean that ALL of your space has to be exclusively devoted to Deception." she says evenly, as she fights back a yawn.
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"Marco.." Bianca calls out and hears a answer of 'Pollo' off to her right.
"Pollo." Justin calls out, smirking at the sight of the tipsy teen swimming toward him. The smirk however, doesn't come just from the view of Bianca half naked as one would assume. Instead he's smiling at his brother who swims steathly behind the dark haired babe.
When Bianca is only a foot away from his brother, Josh reaches out and grabs Bianca's bikini bottoms and yanks them down.
The moment her bikini bottom starts to come down Bianca immediatly starts to surface.
Seeing what Josh has done, Justin reaches out and grabs Bianca's forarms just before she can surface.
The fact that she is being held under the water is quickly shoved aside as she feels her last protection sliding down her legs and she begins thrashing in the water.
As soon as he gets her bikini bottoms off, Josh chucks them onto the poolside where they land with a splat. Grabbing onto Bianca's kicking legs, he pulls them upward so that she is laying face down a few feet under the water.
Letting out a loud wolf whistle, Justin stares at Bianca's perfect ass just three feet from him. "Look at that ass!"
"I'm going to do more than look!" Josh jeers as he steps forward and forces Bianca's legs wide and rests his hands on her cheeks and gives them a squeeze while lining himself up.
Bianca's eyes bulge and bubbles flow from her mouth as she screams as something long and hard penetrates her pussy.
"Hey Marco." Josh whispers to Bianca as he sinks into her depths , "here's Pollo."
As Josh settles against the brunette, Justin raises the girl to the surface.
"Wh-what?!" Bianca sputters as she gasps for air.
Rocking his hips back, Josh uses his grip on Bianca's hips to move her back onto his cock.
"Uh ah.. no no NO NO!" Bianca cries out loudly as her body is pulled back to meet the hard thrusts of her assailant.
The moment Bianca starts to get louder Justin pushes her back under the water.
"Holy Fuck!" Josh grunts as he quickens his pace, his movements under the water making waves.
Bianca stops flailing around and kicking and instead focus's all her energy on getting her hands loose.
"Hurry up!" Justin tells Josh, his voice showing the effort of holding on to the girls arms. "I want my turn too!"
"I'm going as fast as I can." Josh grunts as he pumps in and out of the unwilling teen. "It's not that easy under the water."
Counting to sixty, Justin lets the still struggling Bianca up out of the water.
"He - help!" the dark haired girl gasps helplessly, as she greedily draws in air to her lungs.
Smiling at the girl Justin gets an idea.
Josh shoots his brother a questioning look when he dunks Bianca back under after only a few seconds. "What's you doin' man?" he questions his older brother as he continues to enter the girl with as much force as the water will allow.
"I have a plan." Justin shoots him a evil smile as he hold Bianca down for a minute, then two; until she blows out the breath that she has been holding in. "Grab her arms." he explains then lifts the girl up out of the water.
Her lungs burning with the need for oxygen, Bianca can do nothing but gasp for air as Josh grabs her arms and puts them behind her back as Justin grabs her shoulders.
"To the ladder." Justin continues after pushing Bianca down again, this time he has her by the back of the neck and is using it to help his brother move the bewildered and horrified girl forward to the end of the pool at the shallow side.
"Now what?" Josh grunts as he rests his hips against his unwilling plaything and keeps her there while he holds Bianca's hands high up behind her to the middle of her back by her wrists.
"Now I get to have some fun too." Justin explains as he steps up a couple rungs up the ladder.
Josh see's exactly what Justin is saying and with a grin begins to move in and out of the girl faster than before, thanks to the fact that he can lay his feet solidly on the pools floor as well at the fact that she is now only just under the water removes alot of the water's resistance to his movements.
Bianca screams again under the water as she feel her assailant behind her now able to put much more force into his thrusts and as she twists about she can feel air on her lower back from where her rapist has raised her up from behind to aid his interests.
Still with his hand on the back of her neck, Justin raises the girl up again for another breath.
"Stop it! Please please stop!" Bianca pleads as she takes deep breaths knowing that she'll be pushed under again any second. "Let me go. I - I won't tell. Plea-" Her words are cut off again as she is pushed under again by the one in front of her. The moment she is under the water the teen seals her mouth shut, not wanting to lose any of the precious air. Of course, what she doesn't know is that she is about to lose that breath anyway.
Beneath the blindfold, Bianca blinks as she feels something touch her lips for a second then push hard, trying to get in her mouth. It takes only a second later for the beliegered babe to understand that what she is feeling is the other man's cock trying to get into her mouth.
Justin snarls angrily when Bianca turns her face away as he tries to gain entry into her warm mouth and he grabs a fistfull of her hair and twists her face back in position.
Gritting her teeth, Bianca is determined not to give in in any way and keeps her lips shut no matter how hard her would be rapist pushes against her.
Seeing the angry look on his brother's face, Josh knows he's having problems with the brunette. "She not giving it up?" he huffs out as he keeps his hips slapping into the teen's and splashing water up the girls back.
"She will." Justin promises as he stares down at the teen's head while keeping his dick firmly pressed to her mouth.
"Your just going to have to wait your turn." Josh shakes his head with a laugh at his brother's misfortune that turns into a groan as he feels Bianca's cunt clamp down even tighter on him as she twists back and forth, trying to free herself from his grip.
"The hell I will." Justin replies with a smile as he feels the brunette try to shake her head free from his grasp as air becomes a issue for her. Waitng until Bianca lets out the air burning in her lungs, he pushes his cock half way into her wet hot mouth and moves his cock back and forth for a few strokes before pulling her up to the surface by her hair.
Coughing and choking, the raven haired beauty again tries to wrench her head from her captors grip and almost loses a large spot of hair in the process as she is pushed under again. The moment she is under again he has her lips back against his cock. Bianca squeezes her eyes shut as she realizes his plan. He's going to wait her out again and again knowing that she'll have to open her mouth eventually when her body starts to go limp and he'll get what he wants anyway. The worst part is, is that she knows he won't let her drown because then his 'fun' would be over. Feeling tears leaving her eyes and disapate into the pool, Bianca opens her mouth and takes him into her mouth.
"Thought you would see it my way." Justin moans as Bianca moves her mouth up and down his cock.
Bianca has a sick feeling flooding through her at the fact that she is actually particitpating in her own gang rape. Tightening her lips around his cock, the black haired teen moves her head up and down his length and uses her tongue to rub the under side of it as she gets three fourth's of it down.
"Fuck Me!" Justin gasps as the feels Bianca actively sucking his cock hard.
"She's actually doing it!?" Josh weezes out as he desperately tries not to cum, noting that she has stopped twisting around.
"You better believe it!" he tells him then lifts the girl up for a few breaths of air.
Knowing now that it's futile to object, Bianca decides to save her oxygen and catch her breath for the few seconds he allows her to. When he pushes her under again, she wastes no time locating his big dick and latches onto it with her lips. Making a seal with her lips Bianca uses her tongue to flick up and down the crown and making him twitch and shake.
"You little whore!" Justin curses at what Bianca is doing to him under the water and taking his hand from her neck he joins it with the other in her hair and savagely jams his cock hard into her mouth.
As Justin begin to savagely plunder her mouth, Bianca keeps her lips wrapped tight around him in the hopes that his actions mean he's close and that this will all end soon.
"Yes, uh yeah! Fuck!" Josh groans as he begins to cum inside the beautiful brunette. "Uh uh uhhhh yyyeaaahhhh!"
Bianca sobs and bucks her lower half in a half hearted attempt to get away as she feels the man violating her from behind cum inside her and filling her with his spunk.
"Oh shit! More!" Justin growls shoving hard with his hips and forcing his cock all the way in until the crown is lodged in her throat.
Bianca's eyes go wide as she feels the cock in her mouth stop in her throat before pulling out and slamming back in faster than before making the teenager cough involintarily and lose some air.
"Hey man." Josh calls out as he pulls out of Bianca. "I think she needs some air."
"I'm almost done." Justin tells him with a feverish gleam in his eye as he brutaly fucks Bianca's face.
Bianca begins to struggle franticaly when she realizes that he isn't letting her up.
"Dude, she's going to drown!" Josh yells as he see's his brother not stopping.
"Take it bitch!" Justin barks as his cock starts to spurt load after load down the increasingly limp teen.
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"You really think it will work?" John asks for the eight time, as he leads Erica to the pool area.
"Of course it will." Erica tells him confidently, working to keep her voice light, not wanting to undo all her work now before the papers are all signed. "As long as you don't advertise the fact that you have manuevered Jabot to take on a much lesser position on your shelves."
"I hope so-" John begins but upon entering the room he and Erica get the shock of their lives. "Good God! What happened here!"
As John and Erica rush over they get a better view of Bianca lying still beside the pool as Justin administers CPR. Josh rises to greet them from Justin's side. "We were messing around in the pool, playing Marco Pollo and she hit her head on the ladder. It took us a minute to get to her and pull her out of the pool."
Just as Erica is about to interject, Bianca wakes up coughing. "Mom?" she rasps as she see's a blurry image of her mother in front of her.
"I'm here sweetie." Erica rushes over and pulls her into her arms.
Eyes flickering in alarm to his brother, Josh mouths the word 'Mom' to his equally terrified brother.
Safe in her mother's embrace, Bianca's gaze moves around the room and she freezes when she see's Josh and Justin. "They, they-"
"Saved your life." Erica nods her head with a gratefull nod to the two young men behind her.
"No! No, they did things to me!" Bianca objects pulling out of her mother's arms.
"What?" John quirks an eyebrow to his boys and see's the flash of alarm in their eyes.
"Bianca, what are you saying?" Erica asks as Bianca rises to her feet unsteadily, nose wrinkling she smells something on her breath.
"We didn't force that beer down your throat!" Justin cuts in with rightous indignation before Bianca can interject.
"It's not our fault you got so hammered that you hit your head on the ladder and knocked yourself out." Josh says at the same time as his brother.
"You were drinking again?" Erica asks Bianca coldly, now knowing what she smelled on her daughters breath.
"You don't understand!" Bianca hisses desperately to her mother, trying to get her to understand. "They did 'THINGS' to me!"
"I know exactly what they did!" Erica tells her grabbing her arm at the elbow hard. "We walked in on them giving you CPR. You wern't breathing Bianca. You were almost dead."
"It's understandable Erica," John interjects, trying to interject some calm into the situation. "The alcohal along with the blow to the head can cause some unfortunate dreams, I know."
Giving the older man a smile that's more grimace, Erica nods quickly. "That's probably it, she doesn't know what she's saying."
Eyes wide, Bianca meets her mother's furious gaze for a moment and glances down and see's she's fully clad. A dull cold feeling sweeps through her a she remembers the last time she was in this position not to long ago. 'Oh God! Did I really make it up in my head again!?'
"I think, perhaps," John announces with a solemn expression, "that we should postpone the deal until you have take care of your family."
Erica's gaze snap over him so fast that the two young men behind him take a step back. "I think I can take care of my family and business at the same time." she tells him with a stern look.
"I understand how you might feel that way Erica," John side steps her response, finally seeing a way out of her agreement with the shorter brunette. "but I know first hand that business has to take second to family. Considering that your daughter is under age.. I think it's best if we had some distance until you have cleaned house. Just for now."
Drawing her self up to her full height. Erica shakes her head with a look of sad understanding while seething underneath "I'm sorry we couldn't come to a understanding John."
"Me too Ms. Kane." John tells her gravely, anything but sorry now that he doesn't have to worry that Mr. Morgan might pay him a visit. "Me too."
"Come along Bianca." Erica orders evenly, using her grip on her arm to all but pull her to the car.
"Mom I-" Bianca tries to speak when they reach the car but is cut off as Erica raises a hand.
"Don't." Erica says through gritted teeth as she slides into the car. "We'll talk when we get to the hotel."
"We didn't know she was Kane's daughter!" Justin cuts in after the two women pull away.
"She said she was her assistant." Josh tries to defend himself.
Flinching as thier father turns to face them they ready themself for their punishment and are suprised when the older man gives a sharp bark of laughter. "Forget about it boys. This actually played into my hands, but next time, stick with the maids."
Nodding their heads the promise they will.
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Part 3. Enchanted Queendome
Chapter 5. Livin' LaKane
Bianca fidgets constantly now, from the silence of the ride to the hotel to the cold anger of the jets take off. She can't bring herself to hold herself still as she waits for the shoe; or in this case the stilleto to fall. Every time she opens her mouth to tell her that she thinks she had a hallucination she freezes up. Not because of what she made up at the pool but for what would have to come out afterward. Namely all the dirty things that she dreamed up about her uncle Jack. She simply can't bring herself to tell her mother about it. Can't face the look in her mother's eyes as she realizes what kind of a freak her daughter really is and pushes her away for good.
So she sits, now dressed in the same black top that she wore during her first and only day of being Shannon's assistant, but instead of the black pants, she is now wearing a micro mini skirt that barely goes an inch below her firm round ass. Waiting for the explosion that never comes as they approach their home her nevousness increases.
Apparantly her nerveousness was warranted, for upon exiting the car, Erica slams the door hard enough to set off the car alarms on the two other cars in the garage.
Swallowing hard at the first sign of emotion in her mother, Bianca follows as she leads her inside the house after Erica turns the alarms off with her master switch.
"What the HELL were you thinking!!!" Erica screams, her face turns purple as the blood rushes into her head. "What could have possessed you!"
"I hit my head!" Bianca tries to defend herself and making sure that she the couch is between her and her mother. Not that she is afraid. She knows her mother would never really hurt her. It's just prudence, she tells herself.
"You hit your head!" Erica seethes as she circles around the couch to the now visibly alarmed teen. "Was that before or after you got drunk with two would-be frat boys!"
"They said it was Texas rules!" Bianca squeaks as Erica grabs her by the upper arms roughly enough to make her wince. "Everytime someone makes a basket, you have to take a drink."
"Texas rules?!" Erica repeats incredulous, shaking Bianca hard. "How stupid could you be? Do you have any - any idea what you have done?!"
"I - I.." Bianca stutters her face pained as her mothers fingernails dig into her skin, "your hurting me."
"You think this hurts!" Erica snarls wrenching Bianca around after her to the other side of the couch. "You just wait!"
"Wha -at?" Bianca asks as she is hauled around the couch, stumbling on the four inch heels that her mother picked out for her.
Sitting swiftly on the couch, the diva pulls the teen down across her lap.
"What are yo-" Bianca starts to ask, but cuts herself off when she feels her skirt pulled up over her hips baring her panty clad ass.
"That should be fairly obvious." Erica grunts as she yanks down Bianca's undergarments.
"OW!" Bianca yelps loudly when the first blow lands on her vunerable cheeks.
Smack! Smack! Smack! "This is for drinking in public!" Erica scolds her shaking daughter as she lays down her wrath on her buttocks. Smack! Smack!
"I - It was-s-s-sn-n't my-y-y-y-y-" Bianca stops her excuse as Erica begins to spank her harder.
Erica admonishes her daughter with a hard slap, punctuating every word. SMACK!! "No" SMACK!! "more" SMACK!! "excuses!" SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"Ow, ouch, ow" Bianca winces, tears glistening in her eyes as her mother continues the spanking.
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"Do you have any idea how much money was at stake!" Erica grits out as she lays into her. SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Bianca sobs, tears running down her face.
"You didn't just mess up a deal!" Erica rants to her weeping daughter, "You actually helped our competition! That little upstart in New York is going to get multinational covarage, store space and distrubution because of what you did."
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"Ghauugghhh!" Bianca cries as Erica's hand sounds like thunder on her buttocks.
Breathing hard, Erica brings her hand down one last time getting a whimper from the young brunette. With a snort of disgust at the shivering girl, she shoves her violently to the floor where she lands with a thud.
"Aaahh!" Bianca whines as she lands on the floor face down.
Staring at her teenage daughter, she fights down the urge to yank her back up on her lap and pepper her ass more, but she knows that she has to fix this problem once and for all. "Get up."
Hearing her mother speak in that ice cold tone stills Bianca's tears. Swallowing hard, Bianca eases her way up to her feet allowing her panites to fall down her legs as she gingerly lowers the skirt down her hips, wincing as the material comes into contact with her skin.
"Your not seriously going to go without those are you?" Erica demands with a gesture to the panties around her ankles just as she was about to kick them away.
"After that spanking I - I." Bianca flounders as she looks at her mother's stern expression.
"Are you really that kind of a slut?" she asks as if Bianca hasn't even spoken. "Do you normally just go without like some kind of whore!?"
"No! No, I don't!" Bianca answers in a scratchy voice, due to her crying earlier.
Moving forward on the couch, Erica reaches down and grabs the panties and pulls them up Bianca's long toned legs, standing as she reaches the hem of her daughter's skirt and giving them a harsh jerk the rest of the way up.
"Ahhh!" Bianca hisses, blinking back tears as the panties reach her sore ass and continue up between her cheeks lifting her skirt again in the process.
"There, that's better." Erica announces with fake cheer.
Bianca bites her lip to avoid crying out as her mother jerks her skirt down over her ass again.
"We're going to have a little training session." the older brunette states with a firm nod at the red faced teen, "I see that I have to teach you the basics myself if you are to have a prayer of turning out to be of any value at Enchantment."
"Training?" Bianca gulps, not liking the gleam in her mother's eyes. Not at all.
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Fifteen minutes later Bianca walks into the dining room as instructed and stops as she see's what her mother has done.
Set in the middle of the room is a small table with a candle holder with three of them lit, providing the only illumiation for the room.
"Come in Bianca, come in!" Erica greets her nervous daughter now dressed in a cream colored business jacket and matching skirt that reaches her knees, standing from a chair at the table and pulling one out for the young beauty.
Blinking in confusion, the raven haired teen walks into room and approaches the table as ordered.
"I hope there is something here to your liking." Erica says as Bianca takes the offered seat before seating herself next to the girl.
"What is all this?" the busty babe asks gesturing not just at the table laden with many different foods ranging from ribs to exotic cheezes to a bottle chilled wine.
"This is your education." Erica explains as she takes the wine bottle from it's icy confines and procedes to pour some into each of their long fluted glasses.
"Education?" Bianca asks again, her tone suprised at the answer and even more so at the precense of the wine.
"I told you that I was going to teach you the basics and that's what this is." comes the unperturbed reply, "I'm going to teach you how to talk. How to be charming and keep the clients intrigued. All this and more I'm going to teach you Bianca."
"I don't think I can do this." Bianca tells her Erica and braces herself for the imminent explosion.
"I think you can." Erica tells her with suprising calm.
"What if I can't?" Bianca can't help blurting out, unnerved by her mother's attitude.
Erica sips her wine with a small smile. "You and I are going to have little test runs. I'll give you a goal and all the information on how to achieve it."
"But wha-" the lucious teen tries to ask but is cut off as Erica keeps right on talking over her.
"I'll pretend to be a client and you will be my representive. As long as you stay in character you should be able to achieve your goal."
A feeling of dread creeps up on her. "But what if I can't?"
"Every time you step too far out of character or blow the mission," Erica explains her motivational technique. "I will put you back over my knee."
Eyes wide in shock, Bianca gasps at the pronouncement. "You can't be serious?!"
"I am Bianca." the diva announces in a dead serious tone. "I will spank you as many times as is necassary for you to get it right. Get the picture?"
Indeed, Bianca did get the picture as she squirms on the seat; her bottom still very sore from her earlier butt warming.
Seeing the understanding in her daughter's eyes, Erica nods once the matter settled in her mind. "The first mission will be simple: all you have to do is get the time and date from me about when I'll sign on to Deception Cosmetics. I'll be plaing Ron Wilco a chemist fresh from Stanford with very little experience with the opposite sex. Ready?"
"No I - I don't I-" Bianca begins to protest but sighs at the look of anger begin to build on her mother's face. "Fine."
Clearing her throat, Erica reaches out as if to shake Bianca's hand and speaks in a fake British accent. "Hi-i my n-name is R-Ron Wilc-c-o."
Fighting back a smile at her mother's theatrics, she begins to relax and reaches out to shake her hand. "My name is Bianca Montg- ah!" Bianca wrenches her hand back when instead of shaking her hand, Erica leans over and in a parody of kissing it instead, slobbers on it.
"I-I'm sor-ry!" Erica apologizes, now fighting her own grin at the look on Bianca's face. "I d-dn't mean->
"It's alright!" Bianca answers quickly as she wipes her hand clean of the spittle with a napkin. "No harm done."
"I-I never saw-w anyone as pretty as y-you." Ron/Erica stammers her gaze dropping from Bianca's face down to her huge breasts all but on display.
Bianca's face burns a fiery red in embarrasement as Erica quite obviously checks out her rack. "Thank you." her reply is a little forced.
"Would y-you, I-I mean will you d-dance with m-e?" Ron/Erica stutters her gaze drifting back to Bianca's face, though her eyes would ocassionly drift back to her chest.
"Okay." Bianca replies with a clearly forced smile as she raises her glass to her lips and quickly downs the glass of wine in a single gulp and puts her hand up to her mouth to keep herself from choking as the alchol burns down her throat.
Frowning at the display, Ron/Erica stands up and hitting a button on a remote holds out her hand for Bianca to take.
Hesitating at the offered hand, remembering what happened last time, she nevertheless takes it and allows herself to be guided to the dance floor as soft music begins to play.
Stopping in the middle of the dance floor, Ron/Erica pulls Bianca to her with a hard yank of her hand, sending the suprised teen into her arms. Wrapping her arms around the girl, Erica nuzzles her neck and sniffs loudly. "You sm-mell go-oo-d."
Face scrunching up in distaste as Ron/Erica wraps her arms around her leaving her no personal space whats so ever as she presses herself against her, Bianca not knowing what else to do puts her hands on Erica's waist.
"Y-you like d-dancing?" Ron/Erica asks her hands moving all over Bianca's back touching everywhere.
"It's not bad." she grimaces as Erica's hands move down to her lower back where the vest ends and rubs at her bare skin.
"I-I like it too." Ron/Erica responds lowering her hands all the way to Bianca's perfect ass and squeezes each cheek through her skirt in her hands.
"Hey!" Bianca yells and shoves Erica away so hard she falls to the floor. "What was that?!"
"That was you failling your first session." Erica replies grimly, as she gets to her feet.
Bianca's jaw practicaly hits the floor at Erica's words, "But - but you-"
"Did what I told you I would do." Erica tells the teen as she grabs Bianca by the arm and leads her to the living room.
"What you told me!" Bianca repeats swallowing hard as they reach the couch. "You didn't tell me you were going to grope me and-"
"I told you I was going to play a guy named Ron," Erica explains as she sits down on the couch and easing Bianca down next to her. "a chemist from Stanford with very little experience with the opposite sex. What did you think would happen?"
"Not that!" Bianca sputters trying to argue her way out of this.
"I gave you signs Bianca." Erica tells her nonplused by Bianca's responses. "I licked your hand, I stared at your chest for at least ten minutes openly and I gave you a body hug when we started dancing, Everything I did were giant sized neon signs you should have been able to read if you were using your head."
"It was one little slip!" Bianca tells her begging her silently to let this go as Erica starts to pull her over her lap.
"One little slip was the way you downed that glass of wine like it was kool-aid." Erica tells her with a shake of her head, tired of Bianca's whining, she tightens her grip on her arm and forces her across her lap. "And truth be told I shouldn't have let that go!"
Bianca fights back a sob as she feels her skirt jerked up off her hips and her panties pulled down her legs.
"I try Bianca, I really do." Erica tells Bianca mournfully as her eyes glue themselves to the young teens firm still-red ass. Lifting her right hand, she brings it down hard, much harder than with the earlier spanking.
SSMMMAAAACCCCKKKKK!!!!
The sound reverberates through the room for a second until it is drowned out by Bianca's piercing screech. "AAAHHHHHH!"
"I warned you." Erica grunts as she repeats the action just as hard.
SSMMMAAAACCCCKKKKK!!!!
"STOP IT PLEAASSSEEE!!" Bianca screams, tears rolling down her cheeks as Erica spanks her hard, she thinks her mother is doing it harder than before but discounts the thought, believing that the additional pains is because of her earlier spanking.
"Wish I could." the diva tells her weeping daughter but continues with the hard spanking. "But if I do then you won't learn."
"Pleeaasseee...." Bianca cries piteously and is grateful when she doesn't feel anymore blows.
"I think there is a way to take it easier on you... for now." Erica admits with a sigh, her hands resting on the delightfull bottom, enjoying the even heat emanating from the twin cheeks.
"Anything, anything!" Bianca swears her body twitching under Erica's hand.
"Then this is what you need to do." Erica tells her hoarsly, "If you reach back with both your hands and spread your cheeks I'll spank you there. It should alleviate some of the sting."
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Bianca reaches behind her and winces as she touches the burning flesh of her freshly beaten ass, proceeds to carefully open her ass up.
"That's very good sweetie." Erica coo's to the teen as her gleaming eyes take in the sight of Bianca's most private parts on display for her. "Now you need to hold that position."
Breathing hard as she appeciates the view, Erica raises her hand and brings it down right on Bianca's asshole.
"AHHH!" Bianca calls out, eyes bulging as she fights her natural reaction to clench her cheeks together as she feels the sting of the first blow.
Using only half the force of her earlier spanking, Erica continuesly aims for Bianca's rosebud while alternating the angle of the slaps.
SMACK! "Consider this a learning experience." Erica tells her daughter who squirms on her lap her head hung in shame at the treatment she is recieving. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Bianca has a feeling of almost indiscribable humiliation settling into her as she feels her mother's hand lightly spanking her in between her ass cheeks, the blows seem to be centered on her asshole making it wink obscenely at Erica.
Bent over her mother's lap, Bianca almost wishes she would spank her hard again. Instead, all the diva does is deliver almost light strokes with her hand that cause only a little sting and that on her rosebud making her squirm.
"Isn't this better Bianca?" Erica asks the girl prone on her lap softly as she keeps delivering the soft but repetative blows to Bianca's anus.
"Ah, ah, ah, oh." Bianca grimaces as her ass starts to twitch more with each blow. Everytime Erica hits her on her anus she finds that it becomes more and more sensitive to the point where it has become a struggle to hold her cheeks open for every strike. Not that the light slaps that her mother acutally hurt, but instead they cause an almost ticklish feeling that makes her entire ass convulse with every blow against her grip.
"I'm sure it is." Erica answers her own question with a dreamy smile as she takes in the sight in front of her.
After five more minutes, Erica stops the slow torture she is putting the tasty teen through and briefly rubs her hand over the light red area around Bianca's asshole. "Do you think you've had enough Bianca?" she asks running her tongue over her lips to wet them.
"Yes." Bianca whimpers, shutting her eyes as the feeling of her mother's fingers dancing over the sensitive flesh in the crack of her ass makes it almost impossibe to keep her current position.
"That's good sweetie." Erica purrs as she removes her hand and grabs the bottle of lotion she put there earlier. "You wouldn't want to have a third lesson from me Bianca."
Bianca does indeed believe her as she shakes her head in negation firmly believing that her body can't take anymore.
"Ahhhh!" Bianca hisses, her head snaps up and her teeth clench as she feels the cold feeling of the lotion sliding over her buttocks.
"You still have a couple tries left." Erica continues cheerfully as her hand runs between Bianca's ass cheeks firmly, generously coating her in the pain releaving gel.
"Okay." Bianca whispers as the hand leaves her tender backside and knowing a cue when she hears one, gets up as fast as her shaky limbs will allow.
Standing up, Erica pauses as she watches Bianca slowly lower her skirt over her burning cheeks. Smirking slightly at the wince that the buxom brunette gives as the material slides over her hips as she shifts slightly as she gets her footing. "I will be playing a chauvanist pig named David Canary." Erica announces to the red faced girl, "Your job will be to delay my departure until twenty minutes from when you arrive at the table."
Bianca takes a few deep breaths and runs her hands through her hair as she watches her mother walk back into the other room. Taking a step forward to follow after she stops quickly and grimaces as the material of her skirt rubs her buttocks through her panties. "A step at a time." she tells herself, her voice quivering as she takes first one painfilled step then another.
"Hello there little lady!" Erica calls out in a Texan drawl, already in character as she watches the teen walk over to her table. "Who would you be?"
"My names Bianca." the dark haired girl answers softly, stopping behind the chair she occupied earlier. "Would you mind if I shared your table?"
"Now I can't see what problem that would cause." Erica replies jerking the chair much closer to her as she blantenly eyes the young girl.
Feeling her face flush again, this time in embarrassment rather then pain, Bianca smiles lightly and eases herself down onto the chair; her fingers grabbing the lip of the table as she fights to keep the smile in place. "Thank you. My date bailed at the last minute and this guy has been stalking me. You have no idea how much you've helped me."
Erica laughs as she mentaly congradualates Bianca on her rather brilliant cover. "Well girlie, we can discuss that all you want." and reaches out and starts to run her hand through her hair.
Bianca's smile slips slightly as she feels the older woman's hand running slowly in her hair and it falls another notch when Erica drops her left hand right above her knee. Staring into the sparkling eyes of her mother not two feet away, Bianca's mind goes temporarily blank until she see's the wine out of the corner of her eye. "We - we, do you think we could maybe have something to drink?" she stutters.
"Not at all, prairie girl." Erica tells her with a smile and squeezes her leg slightly before releasing the teen who breathes a sigh of relief as the older woman pours them both a glass of wine. "What should we drink to?"
"Ummm... to new friends." Bianca offers up as she takes her glass in hand.
"And what joys they may bring." Erica finishes as she takes a long leisurely look at the girls assests.
Blushing furiously again at the way her mother is looking at her body, Bianca takes a long drink of her wine.
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Taking a deep breath, Leo knocks on the door to Greenlee's penthouse. Dry washing his face he tries to come up with something credible to tell Greenlee to excuse his choices. 'Temporary insanity? No, she would laugh and slam the door in my face. I could just fall to my knee's and throw myself on her mercy. That won't work. She doesn't have any mercy.'
Leo's musings are stopped short as the door opens to reveal Greenlee in a terrycloth robe. "Leo?" she scrunches up her nose in confusion, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to apologize." Leo answers stepping past her to enter the pent house.
"Really?" Greenlee states her voice dripping sarcasm as she slams the door shut. "What makes you think I give a damn?"
Seeing the look in her eyes reminds him of a cat batting a mouse back and forth with it's paws like a ball of yarn before biting off it's head. "I just wanted to tell you that you were right about Laura." Leo blanches at the look in her eyes at his statement, she only looked like she was 'maybe' going to bite his head off; now he knows she will.
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"Do you have a stud back home?" Erica whispers into the red faced teens ear.
Bianca finishes her sixth or is it the seventh glass of wine, her hand shaking slightly as she feels Erica's tongue tracing her ear. For the last fifteen minutes she has fought to stay calm as her mom's hands moved over her legs; all accidently of course. Erica/David has apologized over and over but she knows from the cheshire grin on her face that it was completely on purpose, designed to make her fail.
"I wouldn't call him a stud." Bianca hedges, closing her eyes when she feels Erica's hands slipping under her short skirt and onto her thighs.
"What would you call him?" Erica asks softly as she starts to nibble on Bianca's earlobe.
"Um I would..." Bianca peeters off as she feels her mother's left hand move up the outside of her legs to her ass then gives her a little pinch making her shoot out of her seat. "A bad dancer!" Bianca covers quickly, holding out her hand to the older woman.
"Well Missy." Erica drawls hitting a button on a remote and turning on a Barry White song. She takes the offered hand and follows her out onto the floor. "I happen to be fantastic," Erica pauses with a wink at the teen. "on the floor."
"I bet." Bianca says visibly uncomfortable as Erica places her hands on her waist and pulls her against her while beginning to grind to the rhythm.
The diva's hands move around the girl's hips to clasp her ass cheeks through her skirt "Your pretty fantastic yourself." Erica nuzzles Bianca's neck.
Bianca winces as her still smarting bottom is felt up by Erica who has started to grind harder into her. Desperately she steals a glance at the clock and see's two minutes left.
"Mmmm.." Erica purrs as she moves her hands down to the hem of Bianca's skirt and snakes them under and up to her panty clad ass. "You know what I wanna do?"
Shaking her head in negation, Bianca clenches her hands into fists as she forces herself to keep moving to the music and wishing she'd had stayed in the damn chair.
Massaging Bianca's firm ass with her hands she slips her right leg in between the teen's and forces her center to move over her thigh. "Wanna fuck." she grunts into her daughter's ear.
Stunned, the busty teen jerks her head back to stare wide eyed into her mother's eyes; shocked at the proclomation. "You - you - what!?" she stutters as Erica keeps making her ride her crotch against her thigh.
"I want to fuck you." Erica tells her succuliently and darts her head forward kisses Bianca firmly on the mouth.
The shock vanishes from the young brunette as she feels Erica's tongue slide into her mouth as she is engaged in a hot french kiss.
"Wha - yoa-" Bianca exclaims as she rips herself out of the older woman's grasp and putting a dozen steps of distance between them.
"That was you losing." Erica tells the trembling teeny bopper as she forces her tone to come out steady after the steamy lip lock.
"What!" Bianca's eyes open so wide that she could apply to guiness and be a shoe in.
"This was a test, remember?" Erica points at the clock which shows that there was a minute left on her time.
Appalled, Bianca watches her mother walk into the living room. Her body shaking with so many conflicting feelings, she slowly walks after her would be mentor.
"You were so close Bianca." Erica commiserates with the slow moving girl as she sits on the couch, her tone oozing false sympathy that the teen doesn't catch.
"I don't think I can handle this." Bianca says softly, her eyes glimmering with tears.
Understanding that her daughter means more than her up coming disipline, Erica acknowleds her with a nod and holds her hand out to the teen. "I know this is rough on you Bianca." she says when Bianca takes her hand and sits next to her, "but you knew the rules when you started."
"It's too much." Bianca whispers, tears beginning to run down her face.
"If you were anyone else I could just say forget about all this." Erica exclaims cupping Bianca's face in her hands and wiping her tears with her thumbs. "But like it or not your my daughter. That means that you have responsiblities that most people will never understand. I've been lax about teaching you and that's my fault. I just wanted you to grow up free of the burdens of being 'Erica Kane's daughter.' Clearly I failed you."
Shaking her head in denial at her mother's words Bianca is unable to get a word in as Erica continues in a more resolute tone.
"I should have been preparing you right away. Showing you how to work in high society as well the business. Right now I'm cramming years of informtation into a few days time so it's understandable that your a little overwhelmed." Gripping Bianca's face in a firmer hold, she moves closer so that her face is inches from her own. "You'll be better for this honey, I promise."
Trembling under her mother's scrutiney, Bianca does her best to nod her affirmination.
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For the last ten minutes he's been trying hard to get Greenlee to understand where he's coming from. That, unforturnetely has not been doing so well.
"I was sitting in jail and you told me I can go to hell for all you care." Greenlee reminds him with a snarl as she paces back and forth.
"I was angry!" Leo yells, his frustration getting the better of him.
"I was in prison!" Greenlee yells back, getting into his face.
"You wouldn't, stop, lying." Leo growls getting his temper back under control as Greenlee reves up for another round
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"I'll take it as easy as I can sweetie." Erica promises as Bianca gets situatated on her lap. She feels a momentary pang of guilt over lying to her about taking it easy on her, however that pang is swept away when she see's Bianca reach back and spread her ass cheeks for her to spank. Biting her bottom lip to stifle a moan, she places a hand on Bianca's lower back and slides it down between her cheeks and rubs around the tiny asshole on display.
Feeling her mother's hand rubbing her this way makes her swallow hard as she prepares herself for the punishment she knows she has coming to her. A wait that ends abruptly as Erica quickly raises her hand and brings it down hard on her firm red ass.
SMACK
The sound reverberates through the room and is echoed by a shrill cry from Bianca.
"OOWWW!!"
No words of comfort spill from Erica's lips as she watches Bianca's flesh ripple from her blow. Running her tongue over her lips Erica proceeds to beat the insides of Bianca's perfect ass raw.
SMACK SMACK SMACK "Ow, mom?" Bianca huffs as the spanking starts out much harsher then the last one ended. "It- ohhh, please.." SMACK SMACK
In the beginning Erica had only truly intended to give her a light spanking that while not as hard would last longer and therfore be more painful. But there's something about Bianca's little cries and whimpers that is just goading her on to be more brutal then she had intended.
SMACK!!! "Mom!" Bianca squeals when the force of her mother's blows get much harder making her wiggle. SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! "Please - please - please...!" SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
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"I can't believe your standing there trying to justify yourself." Greenlee shakes her head at him as she pours herself a brandy. "You left me in prison because I 'lied' to you?! You. Left. Me. In. Prison!"
"You blackmailed a teenage girl!" Leo lashes out desperately as he senses he's losing control of this argument. "You tortured Bianca for weeks!"
Greenlee freezes at Bianca's name but mellows swiftly as Leo's words sink in. "I tortured her huh? Is that what she said?" she asks with a playful smile as she sips her brandy.
"Yeah. YEAH!" Leo confirms, unease at the new turn in Greenlee's demeanor at the mention of Bianca's name. "She told me that every time she would come close to telling the truth that you would swoop in and threaten her. That girl went through hell because of you! You knew how messed up she was about her mother learning the truth about her!"
"That sounds about right." Greenlee agrees with the same smile she's adopted since Leo first brought up Bianca.
"Can you not see how that might bother me?" Leo pleads after hearing her agree.
"Nothing saint Bianca does is ever wrong is it?" she asks mockingly raising her glass as if making a toast. "Let me fill you in on some things about little LesBianca."
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"There you go sweetie." Erica says in a soft tone, her eyes all but glowing as she takes in the red glow that seems to emanate from every bit of flesh of Bianca's firm ass.
Bianca's entire body is trembling from the aftermath of the beating her butt took, her face red and covered in her tears.
"Now I just need to put some lotion on." Erica tells her daughter as she unglues her eyes from the tempting bottom before her and moves her gaze back to the table and the bottle of lotion. "You took it well Bianca. Now it's time to relax. I'll take care of everything."
"Yes mommy." Bianca agrees in a voice made scratchy and hoarse from her cries.
Squirting a generous amount of the lotion on her hands, Erica smiles as she lowers her hands onto the reddend twin moons before her.
"IEEeeaahh!" Bianca keens softly, her eyes wide as her mother's hands rove along her trembling buttocks.
"That's my girl." Erica coo's as she pries Bianca's overheated ass apart and runs her hands between her cheeks.
The raven haired teen bites her bottom lip to keep herself from crying out again as Erica's hands move over her painfully enflamed skin.
"I know it hurts sweetie." she consoles the girl draped on her lap as she runs her index and middle finger down the crack of the poor teen's ass. "It's going to hurt some more soon but your my girl so you should be able to take it."
Bianca can't hold back the whimper of fear that squeaks out at Erica's proclomation.
Pursing her lips in anticipation, Erica runs her finger over Bianca's anus a few more times then without warning she inserts her middle finger deep into the luscious teen.
"AHHHHH!!!" Bianca cries out in suprise and discomfort while her eyes widen to saucer size as she feels her ass being invaded.
Erica lets out a moan of her own as she feels the tightness of her stunning daughter's ass wrapped around her finger. Unable to stay still, the diva slowly wiggles her finger around the shocked beauties rectum.
"Ahhh..." Bianca gasps as she feels her mother's finger moving around inside of her ass. "Wha- what are you do-ing?"
"The muscles of your ass have tightened too much from your spanking." La Kane explains as she begins to move her finger in and out of her butt slowly but firmly. "I have to loosen you up or you will get some horrible charlie horses. If you relax this will go much faster."
"Okay." Bianca replies faintly, her eyes tearing up from the uncomfortable feeling in her behind as well as the humiliation of being in this postion with her mother.
"Now your getting it." Erica breaths as she speeds up her fingering of Bianca's tightest hole.
"Ahh... Oohhh." Bianca pants as Erica begins to twist her finger around while pushing into her rectum, making her wince as her mother reaches places that nothing ever touched before.
"Your almost loose enough." Erica tells the quivering girl her voice oozing false sympathy while she gets ready to add to the poor girl's discomfort. "Just one more thing to do."
"Alrighttstsss." Bianca tries to answer but the rest comes out in a hiss as her mother slides her index finger next to her middle finger in her ass.
Erica bites her bottom lip to keep herself from moaning too loud as she feels Bianca's amazing ass clench around her fingers.
"OOWWWW!!!!" Bianca yells as she tries to get up onto her hands and knees to get away. A action that Erica quickly puts a halt to as she slaps the horrified teen's ass hard making her fall back over her lap with a whiny of pain. "Please.. please stop!"
"I know. I know." Erica whispers hoarsly as she watches her fingers begin to slide in and out of the trembling teens anus making wet noises as the lubed up fingers go deep inside.
"It hurts! It Hurrrttttsss!" Bianca cries out as the fingering of her ass hole begins to pick up speed.
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"You're - you're lying." Leo chokes out after Greenlee finishes telling him all about her time with Bianca at New Years Eve.
"Not this time." she chortles as she flashes back to her New Years.
Bianca's forward momentum is halted when she runs into someone, nearly knocking herself and the unfortunate individual down. "I'm sorry." Bianca mumbles.
"You sure are." a voice she knows well retorts snottily.
"Greenlee." Bianca groans as her vision doubles and her body feels like it's on burning up on the inside.
"That's right LesBianca." Greenlee replies arrogantly, grabbing her arm. "Where do you think your going?"
"She's my best friend!" Leo says loudly, breaking the brunette out of her musings and taking a step back from her as his gaze drifts around the room. "Even after.."
"Holy Shit!" Leo curses as he slowly enters the shaking brunette from behind, amazed at her tightness as Laura continues to yell and thrash on the bed.
"GGGDDDdd!" Bianca screams unintelligibly as something long and thick forces it's way into her sheath. Her protests completely covered up by Laura's yells.
Closing his eyes, Leo groans as he moves his cock in and out of the sexy teen over and over. "Oh yeah."
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"Even after what?" Greenlee asks with a tilt of her head, curious about where Leo went to in his head.
"Nothing." Leo answers his voice harsh as his face reddens in shame as he remembers the smoothness of Bianca's skin and the tightness with which her body gripped him.
"She was amazing." the petite girl smirks at the beliegered young man.
"That's enough." Leo barks out when he realizes that Greenlee is going to continue to describe her 'encounter' with Bianca. "I've heard enough!"
"Poor little Leo." Greenlee mocks him as he turns for the door. "Can't handle a little competition."
Leo keeps walking out the door. Showing no sign that the words have any effect, even though they slash and cut in him deeper then anything his mother ever dreamed of.
"But then with a girl like Bianca, it's really no competition at all!" Greenlee calls out to the retreating figure then slams the door.
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"You have one more chance Bianca." Erica tells the shaking teen as she pulls her skirt over her bare hips.
Chin trembling, the teary eyed girl makes no reply as her mother leads her back to the dining room.
"I have a briefcase hidden in my room with paper that you need to secure." Erica says over her shoulder to the very quiet beauty. "I'll be playing an Australlian named James Mitchell."
Taking her seat Erica waits for her daughter to begin playing her role but she remains silent so the diva decides some incentive is in order. "If you don't think you can do it Bianca, I can always take you back to the other room."
"I - I can do it." Bianca stutters, the threat more than enough to snap her out it. Moving fast, she runs a hand through her hair. "Do you mind if I have a seat mister?"
"Ohhh I think that can be aranged." Erica replies with a touch of an accent as she pulls a chair out and moves it right next to her.
Bianca forces a smile having hoped to take the seat opposite her. "Thank you." she winces slightly as her burning ass makes contact with the chair.
"Would you like a drink?" Erica asks congenialy and pours them both a glass of wine without wating for an answer.
Reaching out, Bianca clanks her glass against her mothers with a smile that is returned in full measure then gratefully drinks hers down quickly.
"Thirsty are we?" Erica asks with an arched brow but refills the glass.
"Y-yes." the gorgeous teen stutters as she remembers how her mother yelled about drinking a glass of wine like it was kool-aid and is very much afraid that she has blown it already.
"That's alright." Erica smiles as she clinks her glass against Bianca's again full one and sips hers while she nods encouraging the teen to drink her's.
"It's been a long day." Bianca concedes with a relieved smile as she lifts the glass to her lips again and takes another large gulp.
"I know how that is." Erica agrees with a grin of her own as she keeps the glass topped off.
"Hmmm." Bianca sighs as more of the alcohol hits her system. "What do you do?"
"I'm a chemist." Erica tells her as she throws her right arm over the back of Bianca's chair. " My names James Mitchell."
"That's great." Bianca giggles slightly, all the wine she's drank through the evening catching up to her.
"What about you?" Erica leans down and whispers into her ear. "Are you working?"
"I have a job." Bianca defends, thinking this is another trick.
"No sweetie." the older brunette whispers and puts her left hand on the teens thigh and giving it a squeeze. "I mean are you 'working'?"
"Yh, um.."
"Cause if your 'working' " Erica continues over Bianca's shocked sputterings. "I was going to invite you upstairs."
Seeing the opening for what it is, the raven haired beauty jumps at it. "I'm working!" Bianca assures her and places a hand on top of the older woman's hand for emphasis.
Giving the teen a once over, she stands up and takes her hand in her's and leads her up the stairs.
"If you give me a minute," Bianca exclaims as they walk into Erica's room. "I'll be ready for y-"
Bianca's excuse is cut short as Erica spins around and shoves her backward hard into the door and seizes her lips with her own.
Stunned by her agressiveness as well as the back of her head hitting the door, Bianca stands stock still as Erica's hands move up her body and mauls her large tits through her top.
The need for oxygen overwhelming her desire, La Kane pulls her lips from her shocked daugher's to take a breath.
"Uh, uh..." Bianca grunts as her mother continues to squeeze her breasts. "What - what about-"
"Don't worry babe, we'll talk about price later." Erica tells the teen with a smirk then leans forward and burys her face into Bianca's impressive cleavage.
"Oh god..." Bianca breathes as her mother kisses, licks and bites her half exposed tits.
A loud trilling noise saves Bianca from reacting to the situation as Erica jerks her head back and fishes into her pocket for her cell phone. "Hello?"
"Yes it's Erica Kane what do you-"
Listening as her mother talks on the phone, Bianca does her best to close up her top as she keeps her eyes on the older woman.
"Oh! I'll handle it!" Erica barks out snapping her phone shut with a snap she spins to regard her wary daughter. "Tell you what sweetie," she says back in character. "I'm gonna take care of this in the other room," she gestures back toward her walkin closet. "why don't you relax like you wanted."
"Okay." Bianca replies softly, as she watches her mother walk away. The moment the door is closed, the teen is off and running; moving as quietly as possible she searches through dressers and cabinets and still can't find what she is after.
As the minutes tick by the dark haired beauty gets more and more frantic and jumps over onto the bed to reach the end table by the head board.
Slowly opening the door, Erica grins when she see's Bianca faced away from her she eases onto the bed.
Lifting up the covers after finding the end table empty she peers under the bed.
A twisted leer appears on her face as she stares at Bianca's ass moving under her skirt. She can barely wait to give Bianca her treat. After setting up her phone to go off to give her an excuse to set retrieve it she's almost giddy with anticipation.
"There it is." Bianca mumbles as she see's the breifcase under the bed.
"It most certainly is." Erica announces grabbing Bianca by the ankles and pulling her roughly all the way onto the bed.
"Mo- I m-mean James!" Bianca corrects her slip as she feels her mom run her hands up her legs to rest on her sore ass cheeks.
"It's me baby." Erica cooes as she pulls the tempting teens ass up so that she is resting on her hands and knees.
"I just need a few more seconds!" Bianca attempts to beg off looking over her shoulder.
"Your ready enough." Erica tells her as she leans down behind her daughter and pushes her tongue up along her slit.
"AAAHHHH!" Bianca shouts as she feels her mother's tongue lick her pussy and tries to jerk forward away from the contact but can't break free of Erica's grip on her hips.
Raising herself up on her knees with a scowl, the diva regards her daughter angrily. "Do you want to stay or do you want to go?" Erica demands letting her right hand land on Bianca's upturned buttocks with a soft smack, letting her know the consequences of going.
The swat on her backside is soft but the sound echoes through her ears as pain from just this touch reminds her exactly how sensitive her ass is. "I'll stay." Bianca whispers as she frantically tries to think of a way out of this.
Time however is something that the curvy brunette doesn't have as Erica licks her lips and moves her hands behind her hips to get her daughters suprise. A long thin dildo. "Just relax baby."
Bianca blinks as she feels something hard rubbing against her pussy lips, it takes a moment but she remembers the last time she felt something like this was when Laura fucked her from behind. "Mom? Mommy?" Bianca calls out, breaking character.
At this point Erica couldn't have cared less what Bianca calls her as she rubs her toy along Bianca's slit.
"Wha - what are you doing?" Bianca's voice breaks as Erica moves her cock up between her ass cheeks and rests it on her anus.
"Taking what's mine." Erica growls as she pushes hard and forces her fuck tool deep into her daughters well lubed ass.
Bianca's eyes bulge wide as she opens her mouth and belts out a scream that causes dogs and cats to howl a mile away as her mother begins to sodimize her. A second later Bianca's scream cuts off as she slumps forward listlessly.
Erica stops moving the dildo after a few strokes when she realizes that Bianca has passed out and sighs in disappointment.
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