Second Place Part 1
Terri and Danielle had been rivals all of their lives.
Growing up together, they had never really seen eye to eye. Throughout
grade school, they had been the two brightest students in their
classes, and had fiercely competed to outdo each other. Later on, in
high school, this type of competition had continued on a more social
level. Terri stealing away Danielle's boyfriend. Danielle finding
revenge by beating Terri out for the head varsity cheerleader position,
and stealing her boyfriend back from Terri. The stakes shifting
significantly toward Terri for good, as she graduated first in her high
school class, with Danielle second. Then on to college where Terri
maintained a slightly higher grade point average. Battling over men
like in high school, with Terri seemingly having the edge, probably
because of her bigger tits.
Over the years it had gotten nastier and nastier. Now, the ladies were
rivals in business, working for competing firms. Terri had welcomed
Danielle to the business world by stealing her first client out from
under her. She'd then had a flower arrangement sent to Danielle with a
giant green ribbon attached reading "2nd Place". Another time, when
Danielle again came in second, Terri sent her a card which said "I
thought us *blondes* were supposed to be the dumb ones?"
And Terri had also put another notch in her belt by marrying Steven, a
man whom Danielle had lusted after for several years. From her
honeymoon in Hawaii, Terri had mailed Danielle a letter. In the
envelope she had put a Hawaii postcard, on which she had written "wish
you were here....NOT!" as well as including a used condom from their
wedding night festivities.
One day, while closing yet another deal (this one miraculously NOT
snatched away from Danielle), the phone in Terri's office rang.
It was Danielle. "I have to meet with you. Urgent."
"Why?" Terri was suspicious.
"It's something of extreme importance to both of us." Danielle told
Terri where to meet her, and hung up.
The two businesswomen met in the city park. They had both dressed to
outdo the other person, and it was a close contest. Danielle, aside
from her much smaller chest, was for the most part a brunette version
of Terri. It was a shame that the two of them hated each other so, as
they could have been twin sisters; both were 5'4", slender and could be
considered bombshells. Terri, of course, had dressed in a business
suit which showed off her superior bust. Nevertheless, each woman was
getting her share of appreciative glances from the passers-by in the
park.
"You wanted to meet with me....what do you want?" Terri asked her
rival guardedly.
"Relax. There's no reason we shouldn't be able to get along...."
Danielle began reasonably. "Just because we're competitors, doesn't
mean we can't be friends! Let's talk over lunch. It's on me."
"Are you sure you can afford it, second-place?" The blonde openly
reverted to her pet name for the other woman. "I heard you lost the
Jefferson deal last week." Score one more, Terri complimented herself
mentally. Of course it had been Terri who had taken the deal away from
Danielle, like always.
"I can afford it, thanks," was all Danielle responded, sidestepping the
barb. "I'm working on something currently which I think is going to be
a real success for me."
"Oh?" The bitch never learns. Maybe having lunch wouldn't be such a
bad idea after all, Terri thought. I'm always game when it comes to
taking candy from a baby....
So Terri agreed to lunch. Danielle led the way through the city.
Turning into an alley, Danielle made small talk. "So, how's Steven?"
"He's very satisfied," the blonde gloated. "How's....whoever you're
seeing this week? Or are you even seeing anyone?"
"I'm not seeing anyone right now," Danielle sidestepped again.
Abruptly, two men jumped out from behind a dumpster, each of them
grabbing one of the ladies. Before either of them could scream for
help, they were both herded into an abandoned warehouse. Roughly, they
were led down a flight of steps into a basement, where offices and a
small cafeteria were found. It was the latter that Terri and Danielle
were escorted to.
"What do you want?" Danielle demanded.
"We're all going to have a little fun. If you don't make trouble you
won't be hurt," one of the men answered.
"If you let us go right now, we promise we won't call the police,"
Danielle responded.
"We're just on our way to lunch--" Terri explained.
The second man spoke. "Take off your tops. We want to see titties."
As the girls hesitated, he said again, "Take them off now, or we'll rip
them off you."
Danielle quickly began unbuttoning her blouse. Terri followed suit
with a sinking feeling. Once the men saw her much bigger tits, they
would almost certainly be interested in her. They'd probably both
spend the whole time raping her, and leave Danielle untouched. The
lucky bitch....she'd get to watch her arch-rival get gang raped.
Danielle would probably enjoy it.
Both now had their blouses off and were standing there in just their
bras. "Those come off too," they were prompted. Looking at one
another, the girls took off their brassieres. Danielle's 34B tits were
smaller than Terri's D cups, but they were just as firm and her nipples
were the same, silver-dollar size.
Each of the men took turns licking and sucking both sets of tits.
Then, "Let's get this show on the road...." Closing her eyes, Terri
anticipated the grimy hands grabbing her so that her rape could begin.
It never came. Instead, one of the guys grabbed Danielle and set her
up on the lunchroom table. She was "helped" out of her skirt and
panties, then ordered to get on her hands and knees wearing just her
heels. Both men quickly undressed as well, then hoodlum #1 climbed up
on the table and mounted Danielle. The little bitch was even wet,
Terri noted disgustingly.
Terri was certain that hoodlum #2 was going to follow suit with her.
It could be worse, she reflected. #2 WAS better looking than #1. I
STILL get the better guys, Terri thought to herself.
But #2 also got on the table with Danielle, kneeling in front of her
and guiding his cock into her mouth. She took him in eagerly, sucking
him for all he was worth. That's it, you dumb bitch, Terri thought.
Make them both cum, then they won't even care about raping me.
As Terri watched Danielle's rape, however, jealousy began to eat at
her. The two men had ignored her completely, and seemed perfectly
content with the service Danielle was giving! She didn't understand
it. She was better-looking, as well as being better in the sack, than
her rival. Wasn't she?
With a groan, #2 emptied his load into Danielle's mouth. #1 soon
grunted and followed suit in her cunt. By now, Terri was definitely
getting aroused, watching her rival make a complete whore of herself.
But the men weren't done. "Get us hard again," #2 demanded, as both
men presented their cum-covered pricks to Danielle for oral service.
She did not disappoint, taking both cocks in her hands, stroking,
licking and sucking on them both until they were ready for another
round.
Terri knew that it was her turn. She began to remove her skirt, hoping
to get this over with as quickly as possible. Or, so she tried to tell
herself. Truth be told, she was very turned on by watching her
arch-rival Danielle being raped by two men (even though her own rape
was imminent.)
But again the men ignored Terri. Instead, they switched places on the
table, this time #2 easing into Danielle's pussy, and #1 receiving her
oral pleasures. "Hurry up bitch, we have to get back to work...." #1
grunted impatiently while fucking the brunette's mouth.
Terri was shocked....and VERY jealous. Why were these men IGNORING her
and paying attention to Danielle? Didn't they realize that Danielle
was second-best compared to her? Did they think the brunette was
BETTER LOOKING?
Taking #1's cock out of her mouth for a moment, Danielle looked over at
Terri.
"Looks like I finally found something I can beat you at!" she joked.
The slut. Terri was fuming. Before she knew it, she was out of her
skirt and panties and was next to the table. "Move over," she demanded
of Danielle. To the men, "Let me show you a real woman!"
But the men went right on fucking Danielle. "We don't need you, your
friend is enough for us." one explained.
"We like thinner women," the other breathed.
THINNER WOMEN??? This was the last straw for Terri, who worked out
four times a week, dieted, and did anything necessary to keep one step
ahead of Danielle. "Out of the way!" she demanded of the other woman
again. The man fucking Danielle's cunt pushed Terri away
dismissively--hard enough that the blonde ended up on the floor.
Wounded, Terri explained, "I want to fuck both of you!"
"Will you beg?" she was asked.
"Please, I want to fuck both of you! I want to fuck and suck those
hard cocks. Please....let me show you how a real woman can satisfy
you. Please...."
The men pulled out of Danielle's mouth and cunt. Terri pushed her out
of the way. "Get out of my way, second-place, and watch a pro at
work," she taunted. Ashamedly, Danielle sat down as Terri lay on her
back on the table. "Put that cock in me now!" #2 teased her, not
fully entering her. "PLEASE FUCK ME!!! I need it so bad!!! Put that
hard cock in my cunt!!!!" The man obliged her, ramming into her up to
the hilt. Terri yelped in pleasure. Eagerly humping back at her
"rapist", she grabbed the other man's prick and led him to her mouth.
Fixing her satisfied gaze on Danielle, she proclaimed, "Watch this,
second-place. Watch how a real pro sucks cock." And with that, Terri
proceeded to give the best head of her life to the stranger, determined
to show her rival up.
Terri was in her element. Forgetting that this was supposed to be a
rape, to satisfy the perverse pleasures of some street slime.
Forgetting that she was one of the city's most successful
businesswomen. Forgetting, entirely, that she was happily married.
The only thing in Terri's mind was the satisfying thought that she had
shown up Danielle, yet again. These men, who had hoped to sexually
assault and humiliate her, were nothing more than tools she could use
to achieve that end. Looking over at Danielle's hurt expression, the
blonde smirked to herself that the picture was indeed worth a thousand
words.
The blonde beauty turned in a performance worthy of Amber Lynn, as
Danielle watched. Occasionally she would pop the hard cock out of her
mouth long enough to make a slutty comment like, "I love being gang
fucked....makes me feel like a real woman..." Within no time, she had
the man in her mouth ready to cum. Pulling his cock from her mouth,
she began jacking him off. "I want you to cum all over my face now
please...." she cooed to her rapist/lover. He was happy to oblige,
letting loose with a tremendous load of jism, all over her face and
hair. The rapist in her cunt pulled out and knelt over Terri's face,
stroking himself. "Let me help you with that," the blonde begged,
taking matters into her own hands. In no time he began spurting his
cream, leaving Terri's face absolutely soaked. She lay back on the
table, catching her breath as the men dressed.
Eventually Terri looked over at Danielle, expecting to see the bitch
hanging her head in shame at being bested again. Instead, she saw
Danielle kissing one of the men, saying "Thank you" to him and giving
him $50! But her blood ran cold when she saw the other man, packing up
a video camera in the corner of the room! They had caught the whole
episode on tape!
She sat up. "What's going on?" she demanded to the room in
particular.
"You just cheated on your husband, ma'am," the man with the camera
answered.
"You should be ashamed of yourself," the other man added.
Both men then left before Terri could object.
"Danielle....what...."
"Get dressed, first-place," Danielle requested sweetly. "We'll talk
over lunch."
"Danielle...." Terri fumbled for words while reaching for her clothes.
Danielle's high heel stepped on Terri's bra before she could grab it.
"Call me 'ma'am'. And you'll be going without bra and panties from now
on...."
"Danielle! What the hell....." Terri demanded nervously.
"I wonder what those men are going to do with that tape? Or who might
see it?" the brunette wondered aloud. "Let's do lunch, we'll talk
about it."
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Thirty minutes later, the ladies sat in a corner booth at a cozy, dimly
lit restaurant.
The whole thing had, of course, been a setup. Danielle had known that
Terri could not resist an opportunity to best her enemy, and had used
this to her advantage. And, having videotaped the whole affair,
Danielle now had her blonde counterpart right where she wanted her.
Danielle had taken time to fix her hair and her makeup after the
"attack". Terri, however, was somewhat disheveled, cum still drying in
her hair and on her face, Danielle having refused to allow her to
freshen up. The blonde felt humiliated.
"I'm worried about those men, and that tape," Danielle confided as she
mused over the menu as if nothing was amiss. "I mean, if you cut out
the first half of it, you'd have a tape of you, a married woman,
begging to be fucked by two strangers! I don't know about you, but I'm
worried. What if that fell into the wrong hands....your
husband....your boss...."
"What do you want," Terri demanded.
"I want to eat! I'm starved!" Danielle answered lightly.
"Danielle...."
"Ma'am," Danielle corrected.
"Dammit, Danielle, what are you...."
Leaning close to Terri and lowering her voice to a harsh whisper,
Danielle threatened, "Bitch, all I have to do is make a phone call, and
a copy of your little erotic video gets delivered to Steven." Leaning
back, she continued in her usual carefree voice, "You were saying?"
Terri cursed softly. "This is blackmail."
In a cheerful voice, Danielle asked, "You want to do WHAT with a black
male???" Loud enough that other people in the restaurant looked over
to see the blonde blushing.
A waiter came to their table, but Danielle dismissed him with a "We're
not ready yet. Another five minutes to decide."
"What do you want?" Terri repeated.
Danielle pondered. "Right now? Let's start with you getting under
this table and eating me. Serving me with your tongue."
Terri was shocked. "I will NOT!!"
"I didn't think you would. Excuse me, I have to make a phone call!"
Danielle took her cellular phone out of her purse and began dialing.
"So....do you have any idea where you're going to stay when Steven
throws you out?" she made idle conversation while the connection was
made.
"Wait--" Terri choked. What choice did she have? Without another
word, she slipped under the table.
"That's my girl," Danielle complimented her, putting the cellphone away
and spreading her legs.
Terri, humiliated, choked back tears as she gingerly began licking
Danielle's thighs. She had never been with another woman. On occasion
she had wondered about it, but had never dreamed that she would end up
being forced to go down on her most bitter enemy. How could she have
been so careless and stupid?
She was interrupted in her musings by Danielle's hand grabbing the back
of her head, and shoving her face into the brunette's cum-soaked pussy.
Still she hesitated.
"Go on, lick it," came Danielle's whisper from above. "Don't
worry...I'll order for you."
Terri still hesitated, until she heard her tormentor begin punching
numbers on her cellphone again. Then, gingerly, she began licking.
Terri had never been with a woman. Danielle, however, had been with
several; partially because most of her major relationships with men had
been doused by her rival Terri. Out of all of her intimate affairs
with other women, however, Danielle suspected that this one would be
the best. She would delight at training the blonde amateur showing her
exactly where to put her wonderful tongue.
The waiter returned. "Did your friend leave?"
"Oh, no," Danielle told him lightly. "She's under the table giving me
oral sex." Terri's cheeks burned with humiliation, until the waiter
laughed at his customer's obvious, though slightly raunchy, joke.
"I'll be ordering for her," Danielle added, proceeding to order for the
both of them. Occasionally a light gasp escaped her lips as she
ordered.
The waiter finished taking the order and walked away. Had he looked
down, he would have noticed a pair of black heels sticking out from
under the table linen.
In the twenty minutes it took for their food to be prepared, Terri's
tongue serviced Danielle relentlessly. She was definitely a fast
learner, giving the brunette three orgasms. During one of them, the
waiter gave her a quizzical look as he passed by. She only smiled and
winked at him.
Seeing the waiter approaching the table with their lunch, Danielle had
another great idea. "OK that's enough....get up here...NOW!" she
hissed at her unwilling cunt-licker.
Danielle had timed it perfectly: the waiter got to the table just in
time to see Terri, her face soaked with the other woman's juices,
crawling out from under the table. Terri nearly burst into tears; the
waiter nearly dropped his tray. Danielle leaned over and kissed the
blonde, pinching her thigh hard until Terri returned the kiss.
Danielle had ordered a salad for herself; for Terri, she had ordered a
feast of lasagna and pasta salad. It would be great to see Terri add a
few pounds, the brunette had thought wickedly.
Terri only stared at the food. "Dani--ma'am....I can't eat this. I'm
on a diet!"
"OK," Danielle said reasonably. "Our nice waiter and his friends went
to all that trouble to prepare this nice lunch for you. But I'll just
tell them you don't want it. I'm sure their feelings will be
hurt....but maybe you can make it up to them in other ways. Maybe they
can take you in back and gang fuck you. Waiter!!!" She waved her hand.
Wordlessly, Terri began eating, not stopping until she had finished
everything.
"You're not done yet!" Danielle protested. When the blonde looked at
her quizzically, she explained, "Lick your plate clean. Like a dog."
All Danielle had to do was reach for her purse, and her cell phone, and
her rival picked up her plate and held it up to her mouth.
Danielle, however, took the plate and set it back down on the table.
"A dog brings its mouth to its food, not the other way around."
Totally humiliated now, Terri bent her head over her plate and licked
it clean. Danielle got aroused watching the blonde's tongue at work,
and naturally by the time the waiter came over to ask if there would be
anything else, Terri was again under the table providing her oral
services.
"I'd like....oh....ice cream....ummmm...." Danielle breathed heavily to
the waiter.
Hesitating, the waiter inquired, "And....your friend?"
"Oh no, she's already having her dessert." There was a definite bulge
in the waiter's pants by now.
While waiting for her ice cream, Danielle took out the cell phone and
called the man who had helped her videotape Terri's little escapade.
Under the table, Terri thought she was being punished for not doing a
good enough job, and quickened her pace, emphatically tongue fucking
Danielle's cunt for all it was worth. In actuality, Danielle just
wanted to make sure that the copies of the tape were ready, if needed.
And they were. The man ("hoodlum #2") had carefully edited the
nonconsentual rape out of the video, up to the point where Terri begged
the men to let her show them a real woman and begged to be fucked.
Anyone watching the tape would see not a woman who was accosted in an
alleyway and dragged into a warehouse, but a woman who had willingly
been unfaithful to her husband with not one, but two men, and couldn't
get enough of them. Danielle excitedly recounted all of this to her
counterpart below the table.
Dessert came, and the young businesswoman sampled a few bites. "This
is too fattening for me," she proclaimed, hiking up her skirt and then,
grabbing the entire scoop of ice cream, spreading it all over her cunt.
"Lick it up, whore," she taunted her new servant. "I've got an
important meeting in an hour, and the last thing I want is ice cream
dripping down my thighs." Terri obliged, dutifully cleaning the other
womans cunt, thighs and ass.
Terri wondered if it was possible to be more humiliated. She found out
it was, when Danielle offered her "friend's" oral services to the
waiter as a tip.
When Terri came out of the men's restroom, the waiter's cum added to
all the Italian food in her belly, Danielle had instructions for her.
"Go back to work, get these files," Danielle gave her a sheet of paper
with a list of files, all related to a HUGE account of Terri's company,
"and be in my office at 3pm."
"I can't just...." Terri protested.
Danielle silenced her with an icy glance. "You can. And you will. My
office, 3pm. And bring that tongue with you," she added as she left.
Terri wasted no time in getting out of the restaurant and away from the
eyes which had all seen her portrayed as a common slut. She reflected
on how humiliating and degrading her lunch meeting with Danielle had
been. But it was only the tip of the iceberg, compared to what was in
store for the hapless blonde.
