Chapter One
 

I.

Tom Bennett spotted the girl as she exited the mall.  His reaction was immediate.  She was stunning... long blonde hair that fell loosely down her back... a sweet angelic face highlighting sparkling sea-blue eyes... and a very curvaceous body.  As a talent scout for a national modeling agency, Tom had seen his share of gorgeous girls over the years, but never had one looked so breathtakingly innocent and exuded so much eroticism at the same time.

He walked over to her and introduced himself.  The girl was precious.  Her name was Cassandra Seavers and she was sixteen years old.

"If you are half as photogenic as you look in person, your potential in the modeling field is off the charts," he told her while he snapped some pictures of her.

Knowing that he was sitting on a gold mine, he got her phone number… gave her his business card and told her that if she didn’t hear from him in a couple of days that she should call him.

***

That very evening he called Cassandra and learned about her parents dying in a plane crash six months earlier.  After a brief discussion with her, he asked to speak to her aunt, who was also her legal guardian.

"I don't see this as a good idea," the aunt responded after his spiel, and then before hanging up she said, "Why don’t you look her up when she turns eighteen."

Tom felt like the wind had just been knocked out of him.
 

II.

Rhea Temple felt a tad bit angry after hanging up the phone.  She didn't doubt for a second that Cassandra could make it in the modeling business, but there was no way in hell that she was going to give up her goldmine.  The fact of the matter was... as long as Cassandra lived under her roof, she would continue to receive monthly checks.

As Rhea walked into her living room from the kitchen, she reflected back to a time when she herself had been presented an opportunity.  She had just graduated from high school and the local newspaper ran her picture on the front page.  She knew that her picture on the front page would sell papers, so they did a story about how she had been voted the school's most beautiful girl.  The very next day a modeling firm contacted her about shooting a portfolio, but when she discovered the amount of time involved with these photo shoots, she turned them down.  Anyway, she figured Cassandra would be upset at first, but she also felt that she would eventually get over it.

***

"Who are you to deny me this?" Cassandra asked with growing anger.

"Look here, you ungrateful brat… as long as I'm your legal guardian I decide what is best for you - and modeling isn't," Rhea snapped.

"You had no right!" Cassandra shouted and then burst into tears and ran up to her bedroom.
 

III.

Cassandra felt betrayed and angry.  Then she remembered Mr. Bennett's business card.  At first, Mr. Bennett seemed reluctant to get in the middle of her situation, but when she explained that her aunt was only twenty-three years old and only agreed to guardianship because of the money, he quickly changed his tune and told her to be patient and that he'd be calling again next week.
 
Cassandra felt much better about the situation but she was still peeved with her aunt.  So, she called her best friend, Nicole.

"I have an idea… why don't I come up and see you," Nicole suggested over the phone.

"Really...?  That would be awesome!" she responded with excitement.  It would be the first time that they had seen each other since her parents’ funeral.
 

IV.

While Cassandra possessed a fare complexion, blue eyes and blonde hair long past her shoulders.  Nicole possessed a dark complexion, dark brown eyes and wore her dark hair short and chic-like.  So, when they spotted each other inside the bus terminal, and rushed into each other's arms for a very emotional hug, where they giggled and cried with happiness at seeing each other, they presented quite a sight.

Nicole was especially enjoying the hug for her body was throbbing for her blonde beautiful friend.  The sensations coursing through her when their ample boobs crushed up against one another, was enough to get her wet.

Unlike the last time they were together, Nicole now looked at Cassandra through very different eyes.  The six months apart had done Nicole a world of good, for she had undergone an awakening of sorts.  As it was, Nicole couldn't count how many times she had fantasized about her blonde friend, and she was hoping beyond hope that she could turn her fantasies into a reality.

***

That night with Cassandra's aunt out for the evening, they basked at being alone together without interruption.  They were laying together on Cassandra’s bed talking about boys, school, and of course modeling.  Then Nicole felt it was time to test the waters.

“Damn, all this talk about boys is getting my horny,” Nicole complained as she reached down and caressed the inside of her thighs.  "Let's get high," she suggested with a smile.

“What?” Cassandra asked with a look of alarm.

“I said let’s get high,” Nicole repeated and she got off the bed and reached for her suitcase.

"No way, Nicole… I don't believe you!" Cassandra responded when Nicole pulled out a joint.

"What’s wrong?" Nicole asked, playing it off as if it was no big deal.

"When did you start smoking pot?" Cassandra asked.

"Oh... no big thing," Nicole replied with a smile.

"It is to me!  I'm not getting high and you aren’t either!  My aunt would have a fit if she smelled pot!"

"Oh, come on, Cass... it isn’t like your aunt doesn’t get high herself," Nicole replied with a grin.

"Whether she does or doesn't is her business and has nothing to do with us!"

"Word...?"

"Yeah... word.  Now, put it away."

Nicole sighed, shrugged her shoulders and as she put it back in the suitcase, she grabbed what was next to it.  “Hey, I'm thirsty.  I'm going to go get us some soda."

"I'm the host - I'll get it," Cassandra quickly replied as she went to get off the bed.

"No, I've got a better idea.  I go get the drinks and you model that new bikini you showed me.  I want to see how you look in it."

"Now...?" Cassandra asked, blushing.

"Let me be the judge whether or not you are modeling material.  You change and I’ll be downstairs getting us the drinks," Nicole responded with a smile.

"Okay," Cassandra replied.

Nicole knew that there was no way Cassandra would change in front of her, so it provided her a perfect opportunity to doctor her drink.  Once she reached the kitchen, she poured herself a Coke and a Sprite.  Then she pulled out a small vial of special herbs that was laced with marijuana and something that would make Cassandra horny and compliant, and poured the contents into the Coke.  As she did, she reflected back to her own experience when a college girl by the name of Maria seduced her with the very same drink.  The memory to this day still got her wet.

Nicole stirred the drink and then headed back upstairs.  She tapped on the door to make sure Cassandra was decent and walked in.  She gasped at the vision in front of her.  Cassandra was the most beautiful radiant girl that she had ever seen… and now that she wasn’t wearing baggy clothes to hide her delicious curves, and wearing a sexy black string bikini - she was pure loveliness.
"God, Cassandra...  that two-piece on you looks hot!" she finally managed to say as she eyed her every curve and luscious breasts.

"Thanks," Cassandra responded with shy smile.

Nicole handed Cassandra her drink thinking the girl was precious.  She smiled when Cassandra took a sip before she placed it on the dresser.  She took a sip from hers and placed hers on the desk.

"I don't know if I'm brave enough to go out in public looking like this...  I feel so naked," Cassandra admitted in a soft voice.

"Sure you can," Nicole replied, grinning, "But first you might consider shaving."

Cassandra looked down at herself, noting a few blonde hairs sticking out, and turned beet red… "Oh god, how embarrassing…"

Nicole giggled to lighten up the mood and then decided to use a little psychology.  She picked her drink up, prompted Cassandra to do the same, and then she took a sip.  According to the statistics, nine out of ten times people will subconsciously do things through visual stimuli.  Cassandra was amongst the nine.

After awhile, Nicole was satisfied that Cassandra drank enough of her spiked coke, so she moved to the next stage in her seduction.  "Cassandra... ah... could I try on your bikini?"

"What?" Cassandra asked, clearly confused.

“We pretty much have the same build.  I mean… would you mind?” Nicole asked.

“I… I guess it would be alright,” Cassandra replied.

Nicole didn't want to give Cassandra a chance to change her mind, so she immediately began to strip in front of her… and she didn't look up at Cassandra until she was completely naked.

Cassandra stared at her in utter shock.

"Well…?" Nicole asked, trying to come off innocent, but secretly very proud of her body… and she loved how Cassandra's eyes roamed all over her.

"Huh?" Cassandra asked.

"You need to take off your bikini if I’m going to try it on, remember?"

Cassandra blush turned a deeper shade of red as she nodded her head yes.

"Do you need my help?" Nicole asked.

Cassandra quickly shook her head no and reached behind her back to untie the strings holding it in place.  She caught the flimsy bikini top before it dropped to the floor and then tossed it to her.

"They're beautiful," Nicole whispered, staring at Cassandra’s breasts.  Never had she seen a more spectacular pair.

Cassandra quickly untied her bikini bottoms and handed them to her as well.
 

V.

Cassandra stood naked in front of Nicole feeling very confused and strangely horny.  Then, without so much as a verbal protest, she allowed Nicole to take her by the hand and lead her down on the bed.

"I...  I feel so strange," she whispered, closing her eyes... and then she groaned when she felt Nicole’s hand lightly caress her body before cupping one of her breasts.  The sensations felt nice and she basked in their warmth and then nearly yelped when Nicole pinched one of her nipples.

"We... we shouldn't be doing this," she was able to say but Nicole’s hands ran along the insides of her thighs and straight to her groin.

"You’re so beautiful," Nicole whispered into her ear and then kissed all along her neck.

Then she felt Nicole’s fingers enter her causing her to gasp and then she groaned as Nicole proceeded to finger her.  She could feel herself right there on the edge and she thrashed around on top of her bed with growing need.

"What do you want, Cassandra?" Nicole asked her.

"I need to cum!  Please... please make me cum!" she whimpered and cried, needing to cum desperately.

"Oh, God!" she suddenly cried out exploding to a wonderful orgasm… and flooding Nicole's hand in the process.

Cassandra lay there in total exhaustion as she basked in the afterglow.  Then she began to wonder.  Did Nicole really seduce her?  Did this make her a lesbian?  Never before had she ever experienced something this intense before.

"Nicole," she whispered.  "I feel so strange... what did you do to me?"

"I made you cum, silly," Nicole responded, giggling.

"I don't mean that... why do I feel like this?  Did you drug me?"

"Relax, we're best friends.  I merely made my best friend feel good, that's all.  You did enjoy yourself, didn't you?"

"Yes, but I'm... I'm not a lesbian.  I don't understand how I could feel this way."

"Oh, Cassandra... I know you're not a lesbian, but if you were... would it be so terrible?  I'm not a lesbian either... I'm bi... and I simply wanted us to enjoy a pleasurable experience together."

"You did something to me... didn't you?" Cassandra asked, trying to shake her dreamy feeling.

"I just made you a little less uninhibited and much more compliant.  Too bad we didn't have someone tape us - we could have made a fortune on the Internet."

Cassandra tried to get angry but she couldn’t… and then Nicole moved down her body again.  After she failed in trying to keep her legs closed, Nicole settled between them and then felt her tongue… entering… licking… stabbing.  She felt Nicole’s mouth sucking… nibbling… drinking.  Never had Cassandra felt so much pleasure in all her life.  Never had she ever known that pleasure so incredible even existed.

After coming over and over again, Nicole finally looked up from between her legs.  She saw her own juices running down Nicole's chin as her best friend smiled at her.

"My turn,” Nicole announced and then shifted her body around.

Before Cassandra had a chance to understand what was happening - Nicole was lowering herself over her mouth.  She breathed in Nicole’s musky aroma and felt the desire to taste of her.

"Lick me!" Nicole cried.
Cassandra tasted another girl’s pussy for the first time… and here she was eagerly lapping at Nicole's pussy like a lesbian.  This elicited an even greater excitement in the both of them and soon they were both crying out in orgasm.
 

***

Cassandra woke the next morning incredibly embarrassed.  She was stunned and felt betrayed.  How could Nicole do such a thing?  Slowly, she slipped out of bed and looked down at her friend.  Nicole lay there sprawled out naked before her dead to the world.  The sight of her excited her and she prayed that Nicole hadn’t awakened some latent lesbian desire in her.

Cassandra cried while she took a shower and then waited for Nicole in the kitchen.  An hour later Nicole walked in looking fresh and beautiful.

"Hi honey, god I love you," Nicole greeted her but when she tried to kiss her, Cassandra turned away.

"What's wrong?" Nicole asked, looking surprised.

"You don’t get it, do you?" she asked in anger.

"Yeah... I get it.  Two very beautiful girls enjoyed the holy fuck out of one another.  So why don’t you chill and bask in the pleasure."

"I'm not sure what drug you used to get me to act like that, but it won't happen again," Cassandra stated.

"Oh, Cass... stop being so melodramatic."

"I want you to leave," she replied.

"Leave...?  Are you serious?" Nicole asked, looking stunned.

"I don't want to ever see you again," she responded.

Cassandra ended up crying when Nicole left, having never felt more betrayed before in her life.  Nicole had changed in a way that cost their friendship.

Later, as she was soaking in the tub, she had time to reflect on her lesbian experience.  Never did she ever think that something like this would happen but now that it did, she couldn’t deny the fact that she enjoyed it.
 

VI.

The modeling agency did some research and discovered that Rhea Temple loved to party.  They also found that Rhea was a hot piece of ass at one special dance club.  According to some people, if a man met her personal standards, Rhea would allow the man to take her back to his place and fuck her.  Rhea simply loved sex and loved spending money.  She proved this already by spending nearly $200,000 over a six-month time frame.  The new condo, corvette, and a closet full of new clothes.

The Agency found out that Rhea couldn't touch $250,000 of the will because it had been entrusted for Cassandra's college fund – and this provided them an avenue they had been looking for.  The Agency hired what they called a professional persuader by the name of Donald Carpenter.  Mr. Carpenter was reputed to have a way of persuading females to do almost anything.  His services were considered legendary.  What the Agency hoped for was that Rhea could be persuaded to relinquish custody of Cassandra.

***

The following weekend, Rhea was out clubbing with a couple of friends when a man appearing late thirties approached her.  The man introduced himself as Don and offered to buy her and her friends a drink.  After taking one look at the way he dressed, she agreed.  The man was only slightly above average in the looks department, but they weren't about to pass on free drinks in exchange for a little conversation.

When the man returned with the drinks, he proceeded to introduce himself as an executive of a financial firm in LA.  They discussed a variety of topics and it was during their discussion that Rhea started to feel attracted to the man.  What was strange about her growing desire for the man was the sudden intensity of her need but she contributed to his net worth.
 

VII.

Rhea couldn’t get over how horny she was for this guy.  She could actually feel herself getting wet from just talking to him.  Her friends kept on looking at her funny which probably meant that she was doing a lousy job of masking her feelings.

"Would you like to dance?" the man asked her.

"Yes... I'd love to," she responded with a smile.  The thought of being able to press her body against this man thrilled her.
 

VIII.

Donald Carpenter didn't particular like having to use the aphrodisiac on Rhea with her friends present but he felt it was important to stick to his game plan.  He knew that the aphrodisiac was quickly spreading through her body so he needed to get her out of the club fast otherwise she’d be wanting to fuck right there on the dance floor!  Still, it was fun to have this hot babe desperate for him and he couldn’t resist the opportunity to palm her ass cheeks, giving them a squeeze.  She responded by crushing her nice plump breasts against his chest.
 

IX.

Rhea moaned with sexual desire for Donald, and smiled when she felt his hardness pressing against her stomach.  Never had she ever been so turned on before in her life and it seemed like her desire grew stronger with every passing second.  By the time they finished the dance, her thongs were soaked and she was forced to excuse herself to use the restroom.

"I can't believe how horny I feel for this guy," she mumbled as she gazed at herself in the mirror.

"Maybe we should take you home, Rhea… this isn’t like you," her friend responded.

"No!  I... I want him.  I'm going home with him," she angrily snapped back and turned around to go into one of the stalls.

Rhea gave into the growing need inside of her as she slid down her jeans.  Then she shoved three fingers inside her pussy.  "Aaaaahhhhhahhhhh... MMmmmmmmm... Aaaaahhhhhhh!" she cried out, coming!  Harder and faster she fingered herself, not stopping until her third cum.

Finally, she was able to somewhat compose herself and blushed when she realized how loud she had been.  Rhea did her best to clean herself up but there was nothing she could do about the way she smelled.

Donald was waiting for her outside the bathroom door, and the second she saw him, her need grew all over again.

"Let's fuck," she whispered into his ear.

"We'll go to my place," Donald replied.

***

As soon as they entered Donald's Executive Suite, they quickly helped each other strip naked and literally attacked each other passionately.  In the past, Rhea had always taken pride in the control she exerted during her sexual encounter... but not this time.  Quickly, she moved down to her knees and reached for him.  Never had she ever felt hungrier for cock and she devoured his thick member like a woman possessed!  Then Donald suddenly stepped back, which made her fall forward onto the floor and she looked up at him stunned.

"Follow me," he commanded her, smiling.

Rhea paused for a moment to remember she shouldn’t tolerate this from him, but then she quickly got to her feet and followed him inside his bedroom.  Without being told, she jumped on his bed and spread her legs, providing him the invitation to fuck her.  She nearly squealed with joy when Donald climbed between her legs and thrust deep into her.

"Fuck me!  Fuck me, harder!" she cried over and over again as Donald pumped in and out of her.
 

X.

Donald grinned down at the naked girl below him.  She was pretty and he especially loved her tits, but he had himself several hundreds of pretty girls and Rhea was just another lay.  He was pleased at how well the aphrodisiac worked and he could tell from her thrashing around that it was a long way from running its course.  Rhea lay beneath him, panting, and begging him to fuck her as harder.

Then Donald pulled out of her prompting Rhea to reach for his cock to put him back inside of her, but he batted her hand away and said “no.”

Rhea's eyes lit up with panic.

"Turn around… time to take it Greek," he announced.

The shock on Rhea’s face was priceless and it was pretty obvious that she had never allowed anyone to take her in the ass before.

"My ass is virgin," she finally responded. "I'm not sure about this."

"I am," Donald replied, smiling.

"I’d prefer you fucking my pussy again," Rhea whispered.

Donald smiled… same old story.  He was amazed at how many of these lovely girls never took it there before.

Quickly, he flipped Rhea over onto her stomach and then raised her up in a position where she presented her ass to him.  She had a fine ass too.  He dipped his fingers down to her cum soaked pussy to retrieve some natural lubricant and then smeared it all around her puckered anus.  Then he retrieved more of her cream and smeared it around his cock.  He smiled… and then penetrated her with her a finger, eliciting a cry!  With his other hand he played with her pussy, and her apprehension was quickly turning into grunts and groans.  Donald added another finger to her asshole and went deeper, sliding them all the way to her rectum so he could work her delicate membranes.  Rhea arched her ass up to allow him even deeper penetration causing him to chuckle.

Donald’s own erection was throbbing now and he prayed that the salve he used on his cock would hold out.  He moved it down to her soft moist petals below… teased her for a few moments and then slowly penetrated her.

Rhea immediately tensed up and winced in pain.

"Relax your muscles," he commanded her, like every other girl he'd taken in the ass before.  Eventually, Rhea did relax and allowed the pleasure to wash over her.

"You've got all of me… how does it feel?" he asked as he slowly thrust in and out of her.

"Unnnggghhhhh," Rhea groaned in response, meeting his every thrust with the appropriate movements.
Donald could tell that Rhea was experiencing a minimal amount of pain and maximum amount of pleasure by the fact that her rectum swallowed his cock whole.  Meanwhile, he continued to play with Rhea’s pussy, found her clit, and pinched it as hard as he could.

Rhea screamed out with an orgasm, flooding his hand with her juices and she ended up collapsing in exhaustion.
 
Donald gazed down at Rhea and smiled.  She would now be ready for the final step in his plans.  Thank god he was still hard.  His new chemical was working wonders.

Donald flipped Rhea onto her back and moved her soft body in a position of an 'X'.  Then he got off the bed to retrieve the cloth restraints so he could tie her spread eagle to the bedposts.  He then went over to a different drawer and pulled out a vial filled with light blue liquid.
 

XI.

"That... that was incredible," Rhea whispered as she slowly woke up.  Then her eyes lit up when she realized she was tied spread eagle to the bed posts.

“Good… you’re awake,” Donald responded.

"What...?  Why am I like this?" Rhea asked in shock.

"All part of the most pleasurable night of your life, Rhea – and for this next part, I call it the pleasure torture," Donald stated with a smile.

Rhea felt so physically drained from her ordeal that she couldn't even muster a real struggle… but then again did she want to break free?  This night had already given her multiple orgasms… some of the most intense ones she ever experienced.  She couldn't believe how much she had cum.

Now, she was indulging in another first, and she could feel her pussy quiver in anticipation.  She would never have taken herself for being a submissive, but there was no denying how horny it made her.
 
Donald straddled her and then used his left hand to tilt her head back.  Before she realized what Donald was doing, he poured the contents of a vial down her throat.  Her swallow reflex in order not to choke caused her to drink it down.

"What was that?” she asked with panic.

"Just a little something to set things right," he replied with a smile.

Rhea then felt Donald move down between her legs.  Then he inserted the tip of his cock just past her swollen wet petals.  She could feel her need for him grow stronger again, and waited anxiously for him to ram into her.

But it didn’t happen!  Instead of Donald sliding himself into her, he remained right there at her entrance.

"Please... please, don't tease me like this!  Fuck me!" she pleaded as her desire continued to grow.  She whimpered, bucking her pelvis off the mattress in hopes that it would cause him to go deeper.

"Listen good Rhea… I'll fuck you, but before I shove my cock deep inside that hungry pussy of yours, we need to come to an agreement."

"I need you inside of me," Rhea groaned, thrashing as much as her restraints would allow.

"We'll get started soon enough... just let the drink work."

"What...what did you give me?" she asked again.

"Nothing you'll remember later, so don't fight it.  Let it work."

Rhea was too horny to be too concerned about being drugged and could only think about getting him to fuck her.

"Now, here are my conditions.  Tomorrow, you're going to be $100,000 richer because you're going to transfer legal guardianship of Cassandra over to the Agency.  In addition to the initial lump sum, you'll receive a monthly check of ten percent of Cassandra's earnings until she turns eighteen.  Based on what I’ve been told – this should make you very rich."

"Yes… anything!  Just hurry up and fuck me," Rhea cried, not understanding what Cassandra had to do with any of this, but not really caring, either.

"First, I need you to repeat what I've told you... then I’ll fuck you."

Rhea suddenly arched her pelvis up again and this time she did manage to get the tip of Donald's cock to go deeper, but Donald quickly pulled out again before she could really fully enjoy it.

"Now, repeat the words after me," Donald commanded her.

Rhea focused on the Donald’s words like he demanded and then repeated them to him.  He had her do this over and over and over again until he was completely satisfied that his words were deeply embedded inside her mind.

"Now, FUCK ME!"

Rhea exploded to her largest orgasm ever but Donald didn’t stop there.  He continued to fuck her nonstop until he flooded her pussy with his sperm.  Rhea eventually passed out.
 

XII.
 
Donald grinned down at Rhea.  She really was a very beautiful, sexy girl… but then again, reducing a girl to their primal state did have that affect on them.

Slowly, he lifted himself up off of her, now spent and exhausted.  But he had work to do before he could relax.  He smiled, loving his job.  He LOVED fucking beautiful women - especially women under the effects of his special aphrodisiac.  Come morning, Rhea’s conditioning would firmly be in place and like a puppet – she would transfer guardianship of Cassandra over to the Agency.
 

XIII.

When Rhea woke, she just lay there soaking up the pleasurable memories.  That had been the best fuck she had ever experienced.  She was completely naked and laying on top of her covers.

Then she bolted up in bed with sudden alarm!  How did she end up in her own bed?!?

Rhea moved off her bed and felt a jolt of pain inside her pussy and another inside her asshole.  This elicited a smile from her.  The memory of the sex she had with Donald elicited new desires.  Slowly, she put on a robe and walked out to the kitchen to make some coffee.  There were two notes sitting on the kitchen table.  A brief note from Cassandra telling her that she'd be at Debbie's house and another note that was stapled closed.

Rhea felt herself growing aroused as she read it...

The money is already deposited into your account and thank you for being an incredibly fine fuck.  Next time when I'm in town - we'll fuck again.  Sincerely, Donald.

Rhea smiled and then frowned when she realized he didn’t leave a phone number.

Rhea then turned her attention to what she had agreed to.  She would be relinquishing legal guardianship of Cassandra.  Surprisingly, this didn’t really bother her.  She knew Cassandra would be happy.

Rhea went to the bathroom to run a bath and then stepped in front of the full-length mirror.  She let her robe slide off her body and gazed at herself.  She loved the way she looked and wished that Donald was here to appreciate her just been thoroughly fucked look.  Then she felt a sudden chill at the thought that she might not see him again… and wondered if any of her future fucks would ever compare.

Rhea then thought about being $100,000 richer.  She giggled at how smooth she was in her negotiations.  She was able to get ten percent of Cassandra's monthly earnings until she turned eighteen.  She remembered how she made Donald agree to this before she let him fuck her.  It didn't matter how good they were... she simply was the one in control - although, she did wonder what prompted her to allow Donald to take her cherry ass.
 

The End of Chapter One.

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