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"No fucking way!" Jennifer gasped. "No fucking way!"
"Oh yeah," Rose informed her. "You are about to get fucked like you never have before Jennifer dear and you are going to learn to lose that snotty attitude of yours."
"No please! Not that!" Jennifer begged. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry I was a bitch! Please don't do this to me! I can get you anything you want! I can get you movie roles and stuff or Pink, you can join my label! I'll make sure you get all the promotion you want! Just don't do this to me! I'll be nicer! I promise I won't be so bitchy!"
"Do you believe her?" Rose asked as she pulled Mr. Snappy onto her nude body.
"Hell no," Pink replied, admiring the site of that black cock attached to Rose's pale skin. "She's a lying little whore."
"That's what I think too," Rose agreed. "Why don't you go make sure she's nice and wet for me Pink."
"Mmm gladly," Pink replied, eager for another taste of Jennifer's juices and this time right from the honeypot. She fell to her knees and looked straight up at Jennifer. "How's it feel Jennifer? How's it feel to know that the girl you called a no talent bitch is about to eat your wet little pussy?"
Pink didn't wait for an answer. She just pushed her face in and began licking Jennifer's snatch. She teased her labia just like Rose had done, but she also pushed her tongue inside, penetrating Jennifer's pussy and getting the Bronx native moaning. Pink could hear her moans and began to lick harder, tonguing the pink folds before her and teasing Jennifer's clit.
Jennifer had never felt anything like the sensation of having another woman's tongue inside her and more of her hesitation fell away. She moaned again and again and shut her eyes to try and feel more of the intense pleasure Pink's tongue was giving her. However, she opened her eyes quickly when she felt a slap of plastic hard on her cheek. Jennifer opened her eyes and saw Rose standing there with Mr. Snappy right in front of her face.
"Suck it," Rose commanded. "Suck my cock you slut. Suck it like I'm fucking Puff Daddy or Ben Affleck or whatever fucking stud you're screwing this week! Get it nice and wet for me to pound your hot cunt!"
Jennifer couldn't help but respond to the nasty commands. Pink's tongue and her submissive fetish was making Jennifer want to follow anything Rose told her. Rose pressed the plastic cock right to her lips and forced it inside her. Jennifer finally opened her mouth wide in acceptance and quickly felt Rose's hand on the back of her head guiding her to suck it. Jennifer teased the cock with her mouth, her arousal fogging her brain again. With Rose's hand guiding her head, Jennifer found herself sucking the fake cock and getting it plenty wet with her saliva.
"Yessss good little cocksucking bitch," Rose moaned. "Suck that cock Jennifer! Get it nice and wet for me to fuck you!"
Rose decided that this was the perfect time to take a little risk. She wanted to make sure and get good positioning on Jennifer and couldn't do it with her tied to a chair. So she reached down in the middle of Jennifer's blow job and undid the first scarf at her wrist. She then reached down for the second restraint and it slowly dawned on Jennifer that now she was free. Rose then pulled Mr. Snappy out of her mouth, the black plastic all slick and wet with saliva now and waited to see what Jennifer would do.
She didn't have to wait long as Jennifer immediately used her free hands to push Pink's head deeper into her pussy.
"Oh that's it Jennifer," Rose said gleefully. "You love it don't you? You love a hot chick with her face buried in your pussy?"
"Yessssssss..." Jennifer hissed in defeat and arousal. "I can't help it! I fucking love it!"
"Well you're going to love this even more," Rose promised. She pulled Pink away and the singer got off her knees, licking her lips in delight as she savored the taste of Jennifer's pussy. Rose then pulled Jennifer off of the chair casting off her open robe in the process. "You know what to do, don't you? You know how bitches get fucked, right?"
"Yessss, on their hands and knees," Jennifer said meekly. She had lost her battle with herself now. The side of her that loved to be controlled was dictating her actions now and she knew she belonged to Rose and Pink.
"That's right slut, so do it!" Rose commanded. "Get on your hands and knees. Get ready for your fucking!"
Jennifer obeyed quickly. She was so embarrassed and so fucking wet. Pink's tongue had driven her wild and she had loved the feeling of that big fake cock in her mouth. Jennifer could only imagine how it would feel inside her.
"You belong to us now bitch," Pink told Jennifer as she caressed her beautiful face and her dark hair. "You're gonna pay for being mean to me!"
"I'm sorry," Jennifer murmured.
"What was that?" Pink teased as Rose got right up behind Jennifer and proceeded to swat her famous ass hard. "Say it again!"
"OWWWWWWWWWW I'M SORRRRRY!!!" Jennifer wailed as she felt the hard spanking fall onto her bodacious booty.
"So this is the ass everyone's been raving about," Rose laughed. "Mmmm it is pretty sexy. I bet it's gonna look even better after I spank it some more!"
Rose then smacked Jennifer's ass again, making her cheeks giggle. She smacked her a third time and then a fourth, leaving a stinging handprint on Jennifer's tender butt. Jennifer continued to cry out in response, but it clearly wasn't from pain.
"OHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS SPANK ME!!!" Jennifer screamed. "FUCKING SPANK MY ASS!!! YESSSS FUCKING DO IT!!! I LOVE IT!!! I'VE BEEN SUCH A NASTY BITCH!!! SPANK ME HARD!!!"
"You are a fucking nasty bitch," Pink observed. "Nasty bitches like you deserve their spankings, don't they!"
"YESSSSSSSS I DESERVE THIS!!!" Jennifer cried, spankings always got her so hot. She loved them and Rose was giving it to her nice and hard, just how she enjoyed it. "I'VE BEEN SUCH A BAD GIRL!!! SPANK ME ROSE!!! SPANK MY MOTHERFUCKING ASS!!!"
"She's too fucking noisy Pink," Rose said. "Shut her the fuck up!"
"I know just how," Pink smirked. "Time you paid me back for all those nasty cracks."
Pink then got on her back and spread her legs so her glistening pussy was right in Jennifer's face. Jennifer was rocking in pleasure from the continued assault on her ass from Rose's hand and she quickly saw what Pink was doing. She hesitated and Pink responded by grabbing Jennifer by the hair and pushing her face between her legs.
"Ohhhh you're not gonna get out of this," Pink groaned in desire as she pushed Jennifer into her pussy. "You get that tongue to work! I want you licking my wet cunt Jennifer! Lick it like the hot bitch you are!"
The hard slapping sounds of Rose spanking Jennifer's ass filled the dressing room as palm met flesh over and over again. Rose finally stopped and finally got ready to take Jennifer properly. Jennifer was moaning right into Pink's pussy and by instinct alone Jennifer began to lick her. Her tongue pierced Pink's slit and began to lap away at her pussy before Jennifer even knew what she was doing. Surprisingly when she got her first taste of Pink, Jennifer not only found out she liked it. She loved it. Jennifer loved the taste of pussy!
"Awwwwwwww yeahhhhhhh eat my pussy Jennifer!" Pink moaned in rapture. "This is what happens when you're a bitch. Payback is fucking fun and now you're our bitch Jennifer. Yesssssss lick my cunt like a good little bitch! I wanna come all over your bitch face and make you always remember how hot and wet my tight pussy was for you!"
Jennifer was shocked at how much she was loving the taste of Pink. She lapped away at Pink's pink and couldn't believe how well she was being played with. Her ass was stinging from the hard spanking and that always got Jennifer so wet and the sensation of having Pink holding onto her long hair and forcing her to lick pussy was intense. Of course that was only a warm up for the main event and suddenly Jennifer felt something that none of the men she had ever been with could match.
"OHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!!!" Jennifer screamed right into Pink's pussy.
"That's right Jennifer your hot cunt is mine now!" Rose laughed as she pushed Mr. Snappy inside her. "You feel that bitch? You feel my big fucking cock inside you? Tell me you feel it! Tell me you fucking love it!"
"YESSSS I LOVE IT!!!" Jennifer cried out as Pink momentarily let her cease her licking. "FILL ME UP ROSE!!! PUNISH MY PUSSY!!! I'VE BEEN SO BAD!!! FUCK ME HARD!!!"
No wonder she's already been through two husbands, Rose laughed to herself. They probably can't even come close to handling her in the bedroom. Rose felt a wave of pleasure ride over her own body as the hard nub of Mr. Snappy's other end was buried deep in her own pussy. Jennifer's pussy was surprisingly tight and seeing her transformed from cocky diva on a power trip to a howling bitch in heat was getting Rose's pussy creamy. Her tits bounced up and down as Rose gripped Jennifer's curvy hips and thrust Mr. Snappy in and out of her pussy. Rose had cast aside her heels to give her better traction on the floor and now she was completely naked except for Mr. Snappy.
"Don't stop licking me you bitch!" Pink snapped as she grabbed Jennifer by the hair and tugged on her bitch so she went back to eating her out. Pink rubbed her own jiggling tits as Jennifer tongue fucked her and felt her orgasm approaching. She didn't want to come this early but the whole scenario of the tables turning this dramatically had her so fucking hot. She couldn't help but be rushing toward her orgasm.
Jennifer had never felt anything as intense as she did with Mr. Snappy buried deep in her pussy. She knew it was never going to get soft and she'd never had a toy fuck her that well before. She'd never been taken like this and Jennifer would have done anything at that moment to keep these two hot girls fucking her all night. The fact that she had been shouting hateful things at them a little while ago and the fact that she had never been with a girl were unimportant. The only thing that was important was how good it was to be fucked like this.
"Take it Jennifer!" Rose groaned. "Take my toy deep in your tight little snatch! You're gonna learn your fucking lesson bitch! You're gonna be a good girl from now on, aren't you?"
"Yessssssssss ohhhhhhhhh yessssss I'll be a good girl," Jennifer moaned in rapture. That toy fit into her so snugly and made her feel like a total whore, which was just how she wanted to feel. "I'll be a good fucking girl! I won't be a bitch anymore! I won't be mean and nasty! Just don't stop fucking me!"
"Oh we're not going to stop," Rose promised. "We're not going to stop until you've learned how to treat others right! Now eat Pink's pussy! I want to see her cum dripping off your bitch face! Make her come or I won't fuck this sweet pussy of yours anymore!"
That threat provided plenty of motivation to Jennifer and she went after Pink's pussy hard. She had no idea where to go, but she let her instincts guide her and when she found Pink's clitoris again, she latched right onto it, sucking and licking it like she was an experienced pussy licker.
"Yeah yeah yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Pink shouted. "Suck on my clit you fucking bitch! Suck on it hard! Mmmmm you eat pussy so nice Jennifer! I might keep you around as my toy! Yesssss ohhhh yessss fuck my pussy with that tongue! Make me come you nasty bitch!"
Jennifer loved how Pink would fuck her face with her pussy, rubbing herself all over her fine skin. Jennifer had loved getting slutty for guys and she had never realized how nasty and slutty you could get for girls. Her eyes were now wide open, both from the realization and from the feeling of that hard toy fucking her cunt hard.
"You better make Pink come!" Rose warned. "If you don't you're never gonna get yours! Make her come bitch! Work your slut tongue into her pussy Jennifer! Do it now!"
To prove her point, Rose pulled out of Jennifer totally, leaving her pussy feeling so empty and unloved. Jennifer was desperate to have that feeling of rapture again. She had to get that toy back inside her and she only knew one way possible.
Jennifer lapped away at Pink's clit, feeling the tender pleasure center throb under her tongue. She batted it around with her tongue and Pink responded with long moans and hot juice dripping onto her tongue. Jennifer drank Pink's girl cum like it was mother's milk and Pink yelled for more while she fucked her face.
"GIVE IT TO ME BITCH!!!" Pink roared. "EAT MY PUSSY!!! MAKE ME FUCKING COME NOW!!!"
Pink then pulled hard on Jennifer's hair in another payback gesture and Jennifer showed her gratefulness by jamming two of her fingers right into Pink's dripping pussy. Having the fingers and tongue inside her was just what Pink needed and she came with a rush.
"YESSSSSSS FUCKING YESSSSSSS!!!" Pink yelled. "FUCKING TAKE IT ALL YOU BITCH!!! LAP UP MY CREAMY FUCKING CUM!!! YESSSSSSSSSSS OHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH!!!"
Jennifer held fast to Pink's creaming snatch as she lapped up all the girl cum she could take. Rose watched happily from behind, sliding a finger into her own asshole to stimulate herself as Jennifer ate the orgasming Pink. Mr. Snappy stood poised and ready and as Pink finally pulled back to catch her breath, Rose decided to put her favorite toy back to work.
"Ohhh you're a good little bitch aren't you?" Rose mocked. "Do you want me to fuck you more Jennifer? Do you want Mr. Snappy back inside you? You have to say it!"
"Yessss I want it," Jennifer groaned in desire, her juices dripping from her pussy and running down her legs. "Fuck me Rose! Fuck your nasty bitch! I'll be your bitch! I'll be your fucking bitch and take that toy inside my cunt like a good little girl! Give it to me please! Give it to me!"
"Should I do it Pink?" Rose asked. "Should I fuck this bitch?"
"Yeah fuck her," Pink moaned in satisfaction from her own orgasm. "Fuck her right in her ass!"
"Yesssssssssssssssss pleaseeeeeeeee!" Jennifer enthusiastically replied. "Fuck me! Fuck my ass! I fucking love it in my ass! Please fuck your bitch right up her ass!"
Rose wasn't about to turn down a plea like that, especially since Jennifer was waggling her ass for her, hoping to entice her further. Guys always lusted after her ass, but they never gave it to her as hard as she wanted it. Since she had felt what Rose could do with Mr. Snappy in her pussy, she desperately wanted to feel what she could do to her ass.
Pink picked herself up off the floor and crawled over so she could get a better look at this. Pink could think of nothing more suitable for Jennifer's final punishment than a hard ass fucking. She only wished she was the one wearing the strap on and fucking her hard like a bitch. But Rose seemed very protective of her toy and Pink didn't want to challenge the woman who had made all of this possible. Besides, Pink quickly thought of something else she could do.
"Rose let me lube the bitch up," Pink requested. "I want her to get all wet and sloppy from my tongue in her ass. I want her to know it's me tonguing her tight little hole and making her feel so good."
"Mmm be my guest," Rose replied. "I'd love to watch you tongue this whore."
"You hear that Jennifer," Pink said, giving her another hard tug on her hair and making the diva groan happily. "I'm the girl you threw out of here before and now I'm gonna be the girl licking your ass. How does it make you feel that you're just a bitch for my tongue to play with."
"Gooooood," Jennifer groaned. "Feels soooooo fucking good. I'm your bitch Pink! Tongue my bitch ass! Lick it just like you licked my cunt before!"
"Yes you're my bitch Jennifer," Pink moaned almost having another orgasm just at the sound of Jennifer saying that. "You're my bitch and you're Rose's bitch! Spread those cheeks for me. Get ready for my tongue!"
Like a good little sub, Jennifer obeyed. She leaned down and moved her hands to her curvy backside. She gripped onto her own butt cheeks and spread them open, revealing her puckered rosebud. Jennifer gasped in delight as she felt Pink spit right into her open hole. She did it again, spitting her saliva right onto her hole and feeling the shivering sensations of having it drip down her ass.
"You like that Jennifer?" Pink demanded as Rose sat back and lazily stroked Mr. Snappy while fondling her tits with her other hand. "You like my spit in your ass?"
"Uh huh," Jennifer replied. "I love it! Please give me your tongue! Your bitch needs your tongue Pink!"
That was exactly what she got as Pink slid her tongue right over Jennifer's asshole, teasing it and leaving Jennifer writhing for more. Rose watched Pink in admiration as she then pushed her tongue over the hole again but this time doubling back to go right into her. Rose began to finger her own pussy under Mr. Snappy as Pink began to lick Jennifer's asshole, lubing her up for what was to come.
"Yesss lick her Pink, lick that slutty hole," Rose urged, her fingers working magic in her own pussy. "Make her all wet for my toy. Get her ready for her assfucking!"
Pink's intention was to do just that and she made sure plenty of her saliva got into Jennifer's tight ring. Jennifer cooed for more, spreading her cheeks to make sure Pink got all of her. She loved this and no one had ever done it to her as good as these two had.
'That's enough," Rose groaned, pulling herself up before she came all over her own fingers. "I want this bitch's ass for myself!"
Pink was happy to defer to Rose on this and she sat back to watch the show, stroking her own slit as she did so. Jennifer gasped when she felt Rose get up behind her, her hot breath on her neck and the toy poking against her backside.
"Are you ready Jennifer?" Rose demanded. "You ready to feel this monster in your ass?"
"Yesssssssss give it to me!" Jennifer hissed with desire. "Your bitch wants it Rose! Fuck my slutty ass! Fuck it hard!"
Jennifer was going to say more but she suddenly lost the ability to put together a coherent sentence as Rose pushed into her ass. At first she slid the toy into her slowly, letting Jennifer adjust to it in her ass but once she had, Rose thrust Mr. Snappy into her hard.
"UGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Jennifer screamed as the penetration into her ass has her howling like an animal. "AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"
Rose was again taken by surprise by how damn tight Jennifer was. But it sure as hell felt good to be pushing her hard toy into Jennifer's tightness. Rose began to loosen her up and felt her own arousal build. She always got off so hard on a good fucking, especially when she was doing it to a haughty chick like Jennifer. Rose felt such a rush knowing she was putting this diva in her place and she accentuated it by grabbing onto Jennifer's long hair and giving it a hard tug.
Rose wasn't the only one feeling the rush. The pleasure for Jennifer was so intense that she thought she might even black out from it. She moaned and felt the pleasure pound into her with every thrust from Rose and the hard pulls of her hair was only making it better for her.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHH FUCK ME!!!" Jennifer roared. "FUCK ME HARD!!!"
Rose responded by pushing even harder into her. The tightness of Jennifer's ass was really pushing Mr. Snappy back into Rose and she knew her own orgasm wasn't far off. But Rose was determined to outlast her bitch. She wanted the pleasure of coming with her famous face buried in her pussy.
Jennifer was having trouble forming thoughts. All she could feel were the intense bursts of pleasure that came with every hard thrust Rose gave to her ass. It was like every one of those thrusts was accompanied by hot, flashing lights and Jennifer felt her body shake in response to the assfucking she was getting. When she wasn't spewing out nasty talk in her Spanish tongue, Jennifer was groaning and crying out her pleasure. Rose was giving it to her just how she wanted it...hard and fast in her ass. For years Jennifer had pissed off the wrong people. Now she had pissed off the right person and for that she was about to come hard.
It also helped that Pink had added her hands to the mix. While Rose thrust into her, Pink was slapping her heavy tits around with one hand. Jennifer remembered how she had once come just from having her breasts slapped and Pink's hard slaps to her tits were driving her wild. Of course Pink was also spicing things up by sliding her other hand over Jennifer's slit and pushing two of her fingers right into her wet pussy.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS HARDER!!!" Jennifer cried out, slipping back into English so she could be understood.
"You wanna come Jennifer?" Rose demanded. "You wanna come from this big cock in your ass?"
"YESSSSSSSSSSSS OOOOOOH YESSSSSSS I DOOOOOOO!!!" Jennifer howled. Her whole body was on fire thanks to Pink and Rose.
"Come for us bitch!" Rose commanded. "Scream it out! Let everyone know you're loving being fucked by us! Let them all know you're our nasty slutty bitch!!!"
"I'M YOUR BITCH!!!" Jennifer screamed out, still spreading her cheeks wide for Rose as her ass, pussy and tits were all stimulated at once. "I'M YOUR NASTY FUCKING BITCH!!! I'M YOUR SLUTY WHORE!!! MAKE ME COME LIKE THE WHORE I AM!!!"
The sounds of Rose slapping into Jennifer's girl flesh as Pink slid into her wet pussy were all that could distract from the sounds of Jennifer's screams of pleasure as every thrust brought her closer to orgasm. Rose reared back for one last hard thrust and she gave it Jennifer, fucking her spread ass so sweet and sending her over the edge.
"FUCKKKKKKK!!!" Jennifer howled. "AHHHHHH I'M COMINNNNGGGG!!!"
Pink's hand was immediately soaked as Jennifer came with a rush. Rose kept pounding her ass as the diva roared her pleasure and babbled incoherently about how fucking good it felt. Rose finally pulled out of Jennifer's ass, leaving her body shaking in ecstasy as Pink continued to rub and finger fuck her. Pink's hands were all sticky as she had pulled her other hand away from Jennifer's tits to feel her creamy orgasm.
When Jennifer finally stopped gasping in orgasm she found Pink waiting for her with 10 girl cum soaked fingers. Jennifer didn't even have to be told what to do. She greedily took Pink's hands and began kissing and licking them to taste as much of herself as she could.
"Good little bitch," Pink moaned. "Lick your slutty cum off my hands! Get used to the taste of girl cum because you're gonna have to make Rose come you slutty bitch!"
Jennifer then looked up and saw that Rose was waiting for her. Rose was sitting down against the wall and had slid Mr. Snappy off her body to reveal her soaked pussy, throbbing and desperate for release. Pink slapped Jennifer's still tender ass and issued a simple command.
"Get to it!" Pink ordered. "Make her come!"
Jennifer was finding herself feeling something she never thought she would. She felt a deep craving for pussy. She wanted to make Rose come just like she'd made Pink come. She wanted to make her come like a proper bitch should.
Rose played with herself gently, not wanting to make herself too hot too fast as Jennifer crawled over to her. Her face was flushed from her own orgasm and her skin was still shiny from Pink's cum. The sneer of defiance Jennifer had had before was gone and replaced with a look of pure lust. Rose spread herself open for Jennifer and she responded by pushing her face right into Rose's sex.
"That's it! Fucking eat my pussy!" Rose moaned. "Your tight pussy and ass made me so fucking wet Jennifer! Now you have to make me come! Make me come hard!"
Jennifer started right away on Rose's pussy. There was no hesitation and she gave Rose quick tongue lashes to her aroused cunt. Rose moaned and locked her legs around Jennifer's back, pushing her face into her pussy and letting her know there would be no escaping without orgasm.
Jennifer used her free hand to spread open Rose's pussy lips so she could work her clit over with her tongue without any interference. Rose had gotten so wet from the seduction and the fucking that her orgasm was imminent.
Not wanting to be forgotten, Pink got herself involved too. She kissed Rose tenderly and then got to work on playing with her heaving tits. Rose's large breasts bounced as she fucked Jennifer's face and Pink's tongue was there to lick at her flesh and taste the sweat that Jennifer was creating with her fierce tonguing.
Finally Pink moved away from Rose's tits and zeroed in on her hard nipples. She latched onto the hard pink nubs and moved to lick at them with her tongue. She flicked at Rose's nipples, making the sensitive points send little electric jolts of pleasure to Rose's already aroused body.
"Ohhhhhh fuck I'm close!!!" Rose moaned. "Don't stop! Don't stop eating me bitch! Lick my hot box you slut!"
Jennifer could practically taste Rose's orgasm already and she wanted more. The heat of Rose's arousal was so sexy to Jennifer and she wanted that furnace blast of pleasure to hit her right in the face. Rose tugged on her hair some more and that only made Jennifer go faster. She then stopped her tonguing and began sucking on Rose's clit. Jennifer got a tight lip lock on Rose's clit and sucked hard drawing out sharp cries from her that were followed quickly by an explosion of ecstasy.
"YESSSSSSS YOU FUCKING BITCH YESSSSSSSS!!!" Rose cried as she came. Her whole body had been on edge since she had pulled out from Jennifer's ass. Now Jennifer's mouth on her clit and Pink's tongue on her tits gave her what she needed to finally jump over that edge and into the oasis of her own pleasure. Rose gasped for breath as she came, the pleasure shooting through her veins like nothing else on this earth.
Rose finally unlocked her legs and pushed Jennifer away from her pussy. She then quickly brought Pink in to seal their new friendship. The pair kissed passionately, sucking on each other's tongue before looking up and seeing Jennifer on her knees looking at them meekly.
"Did you learn your lesson?" Rose asked.
"Yes oh yes I did," Jennifer assured them. "But..."
"But what?" Pink asked. "What do you want now?"
"I was hoping you could teach it to me again sometime," Jennifer said shyly, looking at the ground like a bitch was supposed to.
"I'll see what can be arranged," Rose laughed before pulling Pink in for another sexy kiss.
As the afternoon disappeared and evening began the concert itself finally got started around the world. The worldwide audience was estimated to be close to a billion people but there were three people in particular who were barely aware that something like that was even going on.
Waldo and Franklin sat hunched over their computer, typing out what had been resting on their minds for the past days. While this was going on, Waldo glanced up on occasion to see Delbert dressing himself in black. Now when he looked up again he saw Delbert putting some black face paint on as if he were a Navy SEAL.
"What'cha up to there Del?" Waldo asked.
"I think it's time I started patrolling the perimeter," Delbert declared. "With dusk approaching the grounds must be checked for all unauthorized personnel. Security must be increased for what might well be dark days ahead."
"What? You think Brandon is out there or something?" Franklin asked.
"Perhaps," Delbert said, pulling a wool cap over his head despite the blazing hot August weather. "Perhaps not. One can never be too careful. All aggressive threats must be dealt with promptly or else chaos will surely follow."
"Ok...you go patrol or whatever," Waldo sighed and with that Delbert was gone.
"It's just as well," Franklin stated. "We should keep him out of the loop on this one."
"I still can't believe we're going to do this," Waldo said sadly.
"It's our best option," Franklin replied. "We have no other choice in the matter. It's not like I want to either. But unless a big bag of money falls out of the sky in the next few hours we're doomed. We'll lose our home. We'll lose everything."
"I know...I know..." Waldo sighed.
"Look at it this way Waldo," Franklin explained. "There are two kinds of frogs. The kind who get tossed into the boiling hot water and jump right out or the other kind who get tossed into the cool water and just sit there oblivious as the heat is turned up, not knowing there's a problem until they're dead. We have a chance to be the frogs that jump out."
"You're right, I know you're right," Waldo said. "I just hate to do this to the girls. I mean selling the story to the tabloids about what they're doing over there, it just seems wrong. There's no way this isn't sleazy."
"Well nothing would make me happier than not to do it," Franklin declared. "If you have a better idea then I'd love to hear it. We've got about half an hour to decide. The Star expects to hear from us by then. Now let's finish this article up."
With a sigh Waldo and Franklin went back to typing out their betrayal in a neat, efficient Microsoft Word file.
Meanwhile, with Rose, Love and Jewel already at the concert, Sarah was quite eager to get there herself. Unfortunately, she couldn't because her date was nowhere in site. Finally, in frustration Sarah picked up the phone and dialed Alyson's cell phone.
"Aly, where are you?" Sarah asked into the phone when her friend picked up.
"Sarah, I'm so sorry, traffic was crazy, but I'm almost there," Alyson explained. "I'm like 20 minutes from your house. I'll be there in no time."
"Fine, but if you're not here then I'm so going by myself," Sarah playfully threatened.
"Noooo don't do that!" Alyson protested. "I'll be right there. I promise I'll break all speed limits to get there! Just don't go without me!"
As Sarah waited impatiently for Alyson, Love was wandering around the stadium looking for Rose. Love felt a twinge of jealousy as she reasoned that Rose had probably gone and gotten lucky or something. Love hadn't been able to find anyone looking to play yet and she contented herself by listening to the first acts of the night.
When she finally saw someone she did know in the crowd of people, it unfortunately wasn't a female. However, at least it was a friendly person.
"Love, how are you?" Enrique Igleseas asked.
"I'm fine Enrique," Love replied, hugging him hello. "How are you?"
Love had recently done a video with Enrique for his song "Hero" and the song had actually hit it pretty big, giving MTV viewers ample opportunity to see Love as a tragic bride whose beloved husband was killed by Mickey Rourke right after they got married. Truly tragic stuff, but it did serve to remind people that, in fact, Mickey Rourke was not dead. It just seemed that way sometimes.
Enrique had played Love's husband and they had gotten along ok during the shoot. Love had actually considered him to be rather dull, but at least he was nice and polite to her which put him leaps and bounds above most of the other guys in Hollywood.
"I'm doing just great Love," Enrique replied. "I'm going be performing in a few, but I just wanted to check on my lady first. Hey, have you met my girlfriend yet? This is Anna."
It wasn't just Anna as far as Love and the entire heterosexual male population was concerned. It was Anna Kournikova. She was the best, no the only, reason to watch women's tennis and the fact that Anna never seemed to win a match mattered not. The only thing that really mattered was how good Anna looked in her white tennis skirts and Love thought she looked mighty good indeed. Love also thought she looked just fine in the jeans and black blouse she was wearing that hugged tightly to her curves.
"Hello there Jennifer," Anna said, with just the slightest little trace of the Russian accent she had worked hard to get rid of.
"Please call me Love," the actress replied, grasping Anna's hand in greeting. Enrique quickly became the forgotten man as Love and Anna seemed to stare each other over. "Wow, it's really great to meet you Anna. You know I've seen you in a few tournaments. I think you're really good."
"Well a lot of other people do not agree," Anna said. "But thank you though."
"No really, I mean it," Love insisted. "I've tried to play a few times. I'm just such a spazz on the court though. I keep thinking I'm going to get a tennis ball right on the nose. I like scream and throw my racket at the ball just to protect myself. It's really embarrassing."
"Well maybe you could use some lessons," Anna suggested. "I am starting to do some teaching. You know, do some private lessons and things like that. Perhaps I could give you one sometime."
"I would love that," Love declared, trying not to drool over the thought of Anna coming over to the mansion.
"Let me give you my cell phone number," Anna said. "Call me and we will set something up, ok?"
A few minutes later Love was practically skipping away with Anna Kournikova's cell phone number in her purse. She couldn't believe her good luck. She just wished she could have tried to get one of those lessons now. But she didn't think Enrique would have been too happy if she'd dragged his girlfriend away to see if she was interested in a little lesbian loving.
Love continued to look around for Rose and, while she still couldn't find her amongst the crowd of people, she did see something else that caught her eye. Almost as if it were an oasis in the desert, Love found a booth had been set up by representatives from Vivid Video. Love quickly zipped over there to make sure what she saw was real and not some sick mirage.
It was real and Love had to keep herself from fainting in pleasure as she saw several of the contract girls handing out t-shirts and signing autographs. Love was in porn heaven and squealed in delight as she saw familiar names like Taylor Hayes, Dasha, Cassidey, Heather Hunter and Jenteal milling around the booth, posing for pictures with their fans. They were some of the hottest names in the company's past and present and Love had to get into this, no matter what anyone else thought about it.
Love had always gone for Jenteal's girl next door, California beach bunny look in a big way and she was the girl Love went to for an autograph.
"Any sign of Jenna yet?" Love heard Jenteal ask as she approached the booth.
"She said she's running behind," some guy answered her. "She said she's gonna be a little late."
"Typical," Jenteal sighed. She quickly signed her name to a picture someone handed her and then she looked up to see Love grinning wildly as she stood before her. Jenteal automatically recognized Love and was mildly surprised to see someone like her standing there.
"Hi there," Jenteal said in a friendly manner. "You a fan?"
"A huge fan," Love said excitedly. "I love your movies! I love you!"
"Really?" Jenteal asked in amazement. She could tell from Love's expression that she wasn't pulling her leg with this. She really was into it and she told herself she shouldn't be surprised. A lot of people were into porn, not just guys in raincoats. Hell, she should have known that better than anyone.
"Oh yeah, please tell me you're getting back into this," Love inquired. Jenteal had retired from porn movies after she had gotten married and pregnant with twins. "I think you're just unbelievably sexy."
"Oh thank you," Jenteal said happily. "But no, I'm not getting back into it. They just asked me to come sign a few autographs today and promote the company a little."
"Too bad," Love winked at her in a blatant flirt. "I would love to see you doing something again."
"Well there's always my web site cutie," Jenteal replied. "I do new stuff for that. Email me sometime. I do special requests."
"You do huh?" Love said, practically melting when Jenteal called her "cutie." "Well I'll have to send you one then."
"Make sure you do," Jenteal requested. "I'll promise to keep a special eye out for it. Would you like a picture?"
"I'd love one," Love answered happily and the next thing she knew Jenteal had her arms around her and was kissing her cheek as the guy behind the stand snapped a Polaroid. Jenteal then waited for the picture to develop and, after it did, she scribbled on it with the blue marker she had."
"Hope I hear from you cutie," Jenteal said as Love walked away even happier than she'd been after meeting up with Anna. Love looked at the picture and almost died as she saw the porn starlet's lips on her cheek and the happy grin that covered her own face. Jenteal has scribbled "To My Fan Jennifer Love, Love Jenteal" on it and Love sighed happily. Maybe next time she'd be able to get more than her autograph. Maybe she'd even be able to get Jenteal to come over to the mansion sometime soon so she could show her the impressive collection she had of her movies.
Even though she hadn't gotten anywhere beyond some basic flirting with Anna and Jenteal, Love felt like she was on a bit of a winning streak. She loved flirting, the exchange of wanting glances, the casual hints of lust and just the general happy feeling it gave her. It also always left Love feeling very horny and she vowed that she would do something to take care of that problem. She knew Rose would be more than willing to assist her. Now all she had to do was find her. Where the hell was she?
Love looked all around through the crowd of people for Rose and she was so busy looking for her as she wandered around that she didn't even see the blonde she was about to bump into until it was too late. The blonde went down as if she had the wind resistance of a feather and she yelped as she hit the ground.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry!" Love declared. "I wasn't looking where I was going!"
Love reached down to help the blonde up and then froze when she saw who it was.
"That's ok, I can be pretty clumsy myself," Tara Reid said, as she got up and brushed herself off. She turned around and saw it was Love who knocked her over and she too froze.
"Oh...hey..." Love said awkwardly.
"Hey yourself," Tara replied a bit shyly. Of all the people she had expected to see here Love had been one of the last.
"How ya been?" Love asked, eying a quick way to exit the conversation.
"I've been ok," Tara answered. "You know how it is."
"Yeah I sure do," Love replied.
"I guess I'll see you around then," Tara said, a slight moping evident in her distinctively smoky voice.
"Yeah, see you around," Love said. She began to walk away when she suddenly stopped. What was she doing? She was being bitchy. She was being stupid. She suddenly whirled around and headed back.
"Tara!" Love called out and the blonde turned around. "I'm sorry. Look, I don't know you. Not really. I shouldn't have said those things I said. I was just angry and sometimes you shoot your mouth off."
"It's ok," Tara said, accepting Love's apology eagerly. "I understand. Hell if someone came up to me with a notebook right now and asked about Carson, who knows what I would say? It's totally ok."
"Great," Love smiled. "And I'm really sorry about knocking you down. That was totally accidental."
"I didn't think it was on purpose," Tara said, returning the smile.
In the loser's gallery that was the list of Love's ex-boyfriends, one of the names on the list was Carson Daly. They'd dated a few years ago in one of those East Coast-West Coast long-distance relationships. It had lasted for a little while and then Love just couldn't stand Carson one more second. His preening. His constant styling for the cameras. His huge ego. It was just too much and Love had dumped him like a sack of bricks. Then he had gone off and gotten himself hooked up with Tara in a relationship, that for one reason or another, had caught the public's fancy.
Of course that had ended too in rather public fashion, but while they had been going good, Love had sniped at Tara a few times in the press and to friends. It wasn't a big eye-gouging, Hollywood feud by any stretch of the imagination, but Love didn't like fighting and she was happy to have a chance to put the past to rest. She and Tara might never be best friends, but at least they wouldn't be staring daggers at each other over some silly boy neither of them ever saw any more.
Besides Tara certainly wasn't bad looking Love giggled to herself as she eyed the blonde. Tara was wearing a white blouse cut very low to give her some nice cleavage to eye and a sort white skirt. Her midriff was exposed and Love could see the belly chain wrapped around Tara.
"Hey maybe we could get together for coffee or something some day," Tara suggested.
"I'd love that," Love replied. "We'll catch up later, ok."
"Ok," Tara said giving Love a friendly wave goodbye as they departed under much better circumstances than they had a few moments earlier. Love then continued her search for Rose and disappeared into the crowd.
When she emerged from the throng of people, Love finally spotted Rose milling around the backstage area. She rushed over to her housemate eager to tell her all that had transpired with Anna and Jenteal. She knew Rose would be eager to meet either one of them, or hopefully both.
"Rose!" Love called out and Rose turned around and smiled at her housemate. Love rushed over to her and greeted her with a friendly hug. "I've been looking all over for you!"
"I've been busy," Rose grinned wickedly.
"Oh I'll bet you have," Love replied. "Wait till I tell you what just happened."
"Uh uh," Rose said, cutting Love off. "First off I have to tell you what just happened to me!"
But before Rose could spill any of the details to Love about where she'd been and who she'd been with, they were interrupted by a friendly blonde acquaintance. She was quite obviously in a much better mood than she had been before.
"Guys! Guys! I've been looking all over for you," Christina declared, zipping over to Rose and Love in a very giggly mood. "You will so not believe what just happened to me!"
"Gee I think I've heard that one before," Rose said with a laugh.
"No really, this is like the most incredible thing that's ever happened to me!" Christina insisted, extremely eager to tell Rose and Love all about what just happened with Britney. She had taken the liberty of inviting Britney to go along with her to the mansion after the concert and she didn't think Rose and Love would mind the extra person in the slightest.
Unfortunately before Christina could share anything about her experience there was yet another interruption. While Rose and Love could certainly tolerate an interruption by Christina, this was one person who was certainly not welcome. He was someone quite familiar to both Christina and Love and his ears must have been burning because of Love's earlier discussion with Tara.
"Well if it isn't two of my favorite ladies in the whole wide world," Carson Daly said as she stepped up from nowhere and placed his arms around Christina and Love, squeezing two of his ex-girlfriends.
"Hello Carson," Love sighed, trying not to show her utter disdain for him. Christina was already rolling her eyes back in her head and had a look on her face that showed she wished she was anywhere else in the planet right about then.
"How are you two?" Carson asked, kissing Christina and Love on the cheek.
"We're just fine," Christina said, wiggling out of his embrace and wondering if there was a shower nearby she could use.
"Yeah we're doing great," Love said as Rose stood silently by and got a little kick out of seeing Love and Christina react this way to evidence that they had lives before they started having girl sex and nothing but. "How are you?"
"Things couldn't be better," Carson declared. "The late night show is going great. I'm on radio stations all across the country and TRL is still kicking ass."
"Wow, your mommy and daddy must really be proud of you," Rose shot back. She had met Carson a few times and she didn't think he had ever actually looked in her eyes when she'd talked to him. He had always been too busy staring at her tits to notice anything else.
"They are. They think I'm the greatest." Carson replied utterly oblivious to the fact that none of the women there wanted him around.
"So what are you up to?" Love asked, hoping that the sooner they did this, the sooner Carson would go away.
"Well actually I'm looking around for my girlfriend," Carson said. "I saw her heading this way and then I saw you two standing around and thought I'd say hi."
"How thoughtful of you," Christina muttered. "I sure hope your new girl knows what a prize she's got."
"Don't worry she does," Carson said. "And speak of the devil, here she is now."
"Hey there honey," Carson's girlfriend said, emerging from the crowd and giving him a quick peck on the lips. "MTV's looking for you. I think they want you to do a live shot or something."
Carson's new girlfriend was no mere blonde he picked up fresh off the bus. She was Jaime Pressley, who most knew from her roles in movies like "Not Another Teen Movie" and TV shows like "Jack and Jill." Of course the majority of the male population knew her from something else entirely. To them she had achieved Goddess like status thanks to her memorable nude scenes in the straight to video classic "Poison Ivy 3: The New Seduction."
She had a legion of male fans thanks to her scrappy Southern attitude and an attitude that just radiated sex. She was the type of girl you knew could only get you into trouble, but you ran to anyway just because it would have been worth it just to spend one night in her bed. Now her fame was growing thanks to a leading role in the new Aerosmith video that was getting a ton of play.
"Thanks Jaime," Carson replied. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Well you'd probably just shrivel up and die, wouldn't you?" Jaime supposed with a smile.
"Say, do you know everyone here?" Carson asked.
"Well of course I know Love, how have you been girl?" Jaime asked as she hugged her "Can't Hardly Wait" co-star.
"I've been great," Love said, happy to see Jaime again. They really hadn't seen much of each other since the movie had wrapped and Love had liked Jaime a lot when they had done their scenes together. "How have you been?"
"I've been great," Jaime declared. "I've finally got the love of my life. And hey Christina, I've always wanted to meet you. I can't wait for your new album to come out."
"Thanks, I love your work too," Christina replied as she eyed the blonde before her. Christina was one of the fans Jaime had earned with her Poison Ivy work and she wondered if she would be willing to do that champagne thing with her sometime. Jaime had recently chopped off a lot of her formerly long blonde hair and now she had a cropped look that made her look slightly elfish. "Hey, what happened to your hand?"
Love looked down and saw what she hadn't noticed earlier. There was a brace on Jaime's right wrist and a bandage wrapping her hand tightly.
"Oh, that? It's nothing," Jaime answered with a dismissive wave of her good hand. "Just a little accident. I tripped and fell, but hey you know how it is. We all make stupid mistakes. The important thing is that it will never, ever happen again!"
Christina and Love were a little surprised by how firmly she had said that last part but Jaime dropped her harsher tone and turned her attention to the third member of the party.
"Rose? Is that you?" Jaime asked. "It is! How are you?"
Jaime then embraced Rose, who surprisingly said nothing.
"You two know each other?" Love asked, not aware they had even met.
"Know each other?" Jaime laughed. "Why Rose and I have been very good friends for years. Haven't we Rose?"
Rose looked like she was trying to say something but nothing would come out of her mouth. She looked even paler than usual and Love suddenly became concerned.
"Rose? Are you ok?" Love asked. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
Rose again looked like she was trying to push some words past her mouth, but she just couldn't. Instead she just took off and ran into the crowd of people.
"What the hell was that all about?" Carson asked. "She's always been such a strange girl."
"I should go after her," Love declared. "It was good to see you again Jaime and Carson...umm...it's been real."
"Wait for me Love," Christina said, following Love in her effort to find out what was wrong with Rose.
"Better get to that live shot honey before they replace you with John Norris," Jaime said sweetly.
"Don't you worry about that," Carson assured her. "I'm irreplaceable."
But before Carson and Jaime could make it any further toward the MTV cameras they found their own interruption.
"Hi Carson," Tara said shyly as she emerged from the crowd. As much as she tried to bury them and even though much time had passed since their broken engagement, Tara still had feelings for him.
"Oh...hey Tara," Carson said coldly.
"Can we talk?" Tara asked. She didn't know what she wanted out of this attempt at communicating with him. She just knew she wanted to try it. "I mean...just you and me."
"Well..." Carson began before Jaime interrupted him.
"Excuse me?" Jaime demanded. "Just what the fuck do you think you're doing? This is my man now! Not yours! So why don't you just march your little slut ass back to the Hamptons and go do some drunk driving with your bitch friend Lizzie?"
"I wasn't talking to you," Tara sneered at Jaime.
"If you're talking to my man then you're talking to me bitch," Jaime insisted as she got right in Tara's face. "So get the fuck out of our way! You had your chance with Carson and now he's mine! Get used to it bitch!"
"Carson?" Tara looked at him hopefully. She wanted him to tell Jaime to buzz off, but that wasn't happening.
"You heard her," Carson said with a coldness that got tears welling in Tara's eyes. "It's over between you and me. Face it Tara, you were a little girl then and you're still a little girl now. Jaime is a woman and that's what I need."
"Ohhhhhhhh," Tara moaned sadly as Carson and Jaime hooked their arms and walked away, the bruise in her heart aching. Jaime pushed Tara a little as they walked past and Tara felt the sadness envelop her again.
Her shrink had told her again and again to stop doing the things that brought her down to the level where the sadness could prey on her psyche, but she couldn't help it. Tara felt the hot, bitter tears continuing to form so she ran off into the crowd looking for any place she could to just crash and cry, if only for five minutes.
"Rose!" Love called into the crowd. "Where the hell is she?"
"I don't know," Christina said huffing and puffing, trying to keep up with Love as they searched through the stadium. "She was acting kind of strange and then she was gone. I don't know what was with her."
"Where could she have gone?" Love speculated.
"Look, I know Rose and when she wants to be alone she wants to be alone," Christina stated. "I've seen her get like that sometimes. She disappears and then she's back in like five minutes and she's fine like nothing happened. It's not a big deal. We won't find her though. When she wants to get gone, she gets gone. She'll find us when she wants to."
"I'm just worried about her, that's all," Love said sadly.
"Don't be worried," Christina assured her. "She's fine. Really, she is."
"Ok," Love sighed, unconvinced. "Hey, aren't you supposed to be on stage soon? You're not even dressed."
"Nahh I'm not on for like an hour," Christina explained. She was still in the jeans and bra top Love had seen her in earlier. "I have plenty of time. Now c'mon Love, I want to tell you what happened."
"Ok ok ok, tell me what happened," Love said, still worried about Rose but giving into Christina's exuberant insistence.
"Not here, there are too many people around," Christina stated, tugging on Love's arm. "C'mon. Let's go someplace else!"
Christina then dragged Love down one of the corridors of the stadium where there was no one around who could overhear her story. Christina wanted the whole world to know, but she still listened to her common sense and decided on discretion. They disappeared down the corridor where none of the other concert goers and they finally stopped.
"Ok, what is it?" Love asked.
"I fucked her!" Christina gleefully reported.
"Who?" Love demanded. Was everyone getting laid here but her?
"Britney!" Christina laughed. "I fucked her! I still can't believe it!"
"For real?" Love gasped as her mind pictured the two of them together and produced some stirring in her pussy. "I thought you two hated each other."
"So did I!" Christina said happily. She was still giddy about the whole thing happening. "We were like fighting and then all of a sudden we were on the floor and totally fucking each other! It was just amazing! Has anything like that ever happened to you Love?"
"Something like that," Love answered slyly, remembering her first encounter with Sarah. Their fight had lead to everything happening and there wasn't a day that went by where Love didn't revel in the memories.
"I'm just so fucking happy!" Christina laughed giddily. "She was so fucking hot Love! Mmmm I'm getting wet again just thinking about it."
"Really? Getting wet huh?" Love inquired thinking she might have the solution to her own horniness standing right before her.
"Yeah," Christina replied, catching the vibes Love was sending in her direction. "Really wet."
"Well maybe there's something we can do about that," Love suggested.
"Like what?" Christina asked coyly.
"Mmmmm like this," Love answered, grabbing the giggling blonde and kissing her passionately. Christina happily returned the kiss, grinding her body into Love's and moaning as Love's hands grabbed at her ass through her jeans.
"Ooooh I like this," Christina stated. "Is this what you want? You wanna fuck me Love? You want my wet little pussy?"
"Yeah I do and I'll bet you want mine too," Love shot back. "Wouldn't you love to fuck me right back? Don't you want a taste of my cream Chrissy?"
"Mmmm God, let's stop talking and start fucking," Christina sighed her horny heart racing. "Let's find some place where we can be alone."
As Christina and Love walked down the corridor looking for a place to sneak in a quick little rendezvous, Tara had finally found a place of her own. She had wandered into a dark trainer's room or whatever. Tara assumed it was a trainer's room because of all the medical supplies that were lying about. Tara didn't really care where she was. She just wanted a place where she could be alone for a few minutes.
Tara sunk down on the examination table and buried her face in her hands, sobbing sadly. How could he be so cruel to her? Sure they had broken up, but that didn't give him the right to make her feel like nothing. People always seemed to take pleasure in making her miserable, whether it was Carson, the press or that bitch Jaime. Why did they fucking hate her so much? Was there something about her personality that made her instantly hateable?
If the press wasn't ridiculing her talents as an actress they were mocking her because of Carson or taunting her because of her friendship with infamous PR girl Lizzie Grubman. It wasn't fair. Tara just wanted to be happy. She wanted them all to leave her alone so she could try and enjoy her life. Was that too much to ask? Was being happy too big a challenge? Tara just wanted one thing to go her way...just one thing.
She wiped the tears away from her face and sat there in the dark contemplating where she was. She had come to the concert to dance and have fun but now she was sitting here alone again. She felt so lonely and would have given anything for just a little thing to feel good about right now. Her career had stalled and she had no man in her life. It just wasn't fair.
Suddenly Tara heard voices coming her way and she quickly jumped off the table. Shit! She couldn't even get five fucking minutes alone! Tara didn't want anyone to see her like this. As she heard the voices approaching, Tara ducked into a supply closet and hid amongst the bandages. She kept the door open a crack so no one could see her, but so she wouldn't end up suffocating. Tara just hoped that whoever it was would come and go quickly.
From her hiding place, Tara had a great view as the door to the trainer's room swung open and the light came on. Tara was shocked when she saw the intruders were Love and Christina Aguilera. What the hell did they want? Tara quickly got the answer to that question and her jaw hit the floor when Love and Christina passionately kissed and Christina lifted Love's blouse over her head, revealing her pink bra underneath.
CONCLUDED IN PART 8