One night after the Oscar-gala, in LA's best club for celebs and rich people, Kirsten Dunst and Natalie Portman were on the counter of the bar ordering drinks.

"Again, nothing… I’m never getting that award…" Complained Natalie. "Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it, it’s not really that a big deal anyway."

Kirsten looked through her purse but didn’t find what she was looking for. "Great, I’ve forgotten my pills again… I guess it’ll be a slow night then?" Nat glanced at Kiki and took a sip from her glass. "Don’t worry, I’m not hitting anyone right now…"

They sat calmly for a while, but Nat noticed something…

"Don’t look now, but that guy is checking you out." Kiki almost turned around but she didn’t. "Really? What guy?" Nat looked a little closer. "Dark hair, black jacket… a total bomb."

The man kept looking at Kirsten very closely, finally focusing his eyes on the girl’s ass. Nat giggled a bit and Kiki looked around her shoulder. The guy kept looking at the gorgeous piece of ass, even after noticing her stare. The girls were already a bit drunk and pretty much sure that they could do anything, so…

"Wanna play?" Asked Kirsten, and Nat smiled as confirmation. The girls glanced at the guy who was observing them closely, and started to caress each others hair. Nat pulled Kirsten to her violently and moved her hands slowly down from her top to her white pants. Kirsten and Nat gave the guy a long sexy stare and started to move their lips closer and closer… until they met in a hot and gentle kiss. Nat let out a silent moan that only the ones who were actually listening could hear. The guy pulled himself into an even darker corner, where only the girls could see him.

"What’s he doing?" Whispered Kirsten, who had her back towards the guy. "Oh my god, I think he’s gonna do it right here!" Giggled Nat. That got Kiki even more enthusiastic about the game. "Come on, let’s go over here…" Kirsten pulled Nat with her near the corner the guy was, where there was no one around.

"If we get caught it’s gonna be all over the press…" Reminded Natalie. "We won’t get caught, we’ll just play with the guy." They set themselves Nat against the wall and Kirsten in front of her, slowly pushing her knee into Nat’s crotch. Nat lowered her hands inside Kirsten’s pants, rubbing her buttocks gently, while french-kissing with her and making the guy very excited. Kissing Nat, Kirsten noticed that the guy in the corner was jerking off, and panting silently. "Oh my god, he’s actually doing it…" Whispered Kirsten. "Where do we… draw the line?" Asked Nat from the girl that started to get sweaty. "We’ll see… let’s keep going…" Nat nodded and started to moan. Suddenly Nat felt Kirsten’s knee a little deeper than it was comfortable in. "Kiki, your knee is rubbing my…" Kirsten stopped and stared at girl. "… Sorry, Nat." "… It’s OK…" They kept going as the jerking noise in the corner was getting faster and faster. The girls kissed passionately rubbing their bodies against each other. They both started to get sweaty, and the gasping and moaning was getting real. Then Nat crossed a line and lifted Kirsten’s top, revealing the girl’s plump and supple breasts. Kirsten was a little shocked at first, but gave the all clear with a smile. Nat started to lick Kirsten’s right breast, while gently squeezing the other. The salty taste of Kiki’s sweat made her feel something. Kirsten was getting wet, first time in her life she was turned on by a woman. Kirsten decided to cross the final frontier, regardless of the cost. She moved her hands on Nat’s butt, and took a firm hold of her jeans. She gently moved her hand to Nat’s zipper, opening the button and unzipping Nat. She didn’t even notice, she was too concentrated on sucking on Kiki’s breasts and moving her hands all over her. She started to pull Nat’s jeans down, and got into halfway when Nat stopped her.

"Kiki! I… I don’t have underwear on…" She whispered sounding a little agitated.

Kirsten looked at her for a moment, and kissed her wildly, Nat replied to her kiss, and was ready to go all the way. At that moment, Kirsten ripped Nat’s jeans all the way down, revealing everything to her and the guy in the corner. Kirsten stuck one finger into Nat and she bit her lower lip. Kirsten grabbed Nat’s left breast and lifted her up against the wall. She pushed the finger into the girl as fast as she could and wiggled it inside, making Nat squirm. Kiki sucked her breasts through her top and pushed her against the wall even harder. Nat was about to cum, tears were flowing from her eyes, while Kirsten violently fingered her pussy.

"Oh, Kiki! I’m gonna…"

At that moment they saw flashlights pointing into the corner, and they got their clothes on.

"I’m gonna go to the bathroom…" Said Kirsten, relieved of the fact that no one saw them. "I’ll join you in a minute…" Gasped Nat and collapsed on the nearby chair. Kiki looked into the corner, but the guy was gone.

The bathroom was empty, Kirsten walked in front of the mirror, fixing her makeup that had went all messed up in the sweating. Any minute Nat would walk in through that door, making her finish what she started. As the door opened and closed, she let out a sigh. Suddenly a hand touched her breast… but it wasn’t Nat’s. She was looking at the guy that had watched them, she didn’t have a chance to scream because the man quickly covered her mouth with his other hand.

"You wanna play a game? I’ll show you mine…"

The guy let go of Kirsten’s breast and pulled a knife from his pocket. The girl tried to pull herself loose from the guy, with bad results. The guy cut Kirsten’s top in half and threw the rag on the floor. He smacked her against the wall and mutilated her pants, letting her gray panties shine from the slits. The guy ripped the rest of them apart and pushed himself against her as close as he could get.

The door opened again and Natalie walked in. She walked calmly to them and looked at Kirsten.

"You don’t need to gag her…"

The guy immediately pulled his hand away from the girl’s mouth. "Nat, call the police, this guy’s…" Nat put her finger on Kirsten’s lips and she stopped talking. She kissed Kirsten like she had done in the beginning of their game. When she pulled herself away, Kirsten looked confused.

"… Wanna play?"

The guy pulled Kirsten off the wall and Nat slid her jeans down and sat on the sink. She pulled Kirsten’s head between her legs and started to pull her head against her pussy. The guy behind Kirsten pulled her panties down, revealing the ass he had watched. Kirsten’s pussy was still wet from the things they had done outside, and the guy pushed his cock inside the girl’s cunt. Kirsten let out a scream from between Nat’s legs. "Scream all you want, baby… no one can hear you…" Whispered Nat as she kept pulling Kirsten’s head against her. Nat’s moaning and the cock that was constantly making her squirm of pleasure made her hornier by the second, she decided to give in. She slowly started to lick Nat’s clit and rubbing her thighs. Nat grinned and started to moan even harder. The guy was slapping his body against Kirsten’s ass, making it bounce and making a splashing noise from the sweat on her buttocks. Her juices were dripping on the floor as the guy pounded his cock deep inside the girl. Kirsten’s nearing orgasm made her suck Nat even harder, the girl wasn’t prepared for that. Nat’s body started to shiver and her grasp on Kirsten’s hair was getting tighter. She started to wriggle violently and shouting from the pleasure she felt, made Kirsten taste her juices. Even after the flood that Kirsten had swallowed, she kept eating Nat out, in hope that she herself would come soon. "Kiki… thank you…" Gasped Nat, while caressing her hair in a relaxed moment. The guy who was pounding Kirsten was gasping very loudly, sounding like he was about to explode. Nat dropped down on the floor and kissed Kirsten, sucking her own juices out of her mouth. "I’m gonna cum…" Moaned the guy. Nat glanced at Kirsten and remembered something. "She forgot her pills…" The guy smiled. "Not a problem…"

The guy pulled away and Nat whispered into Kirsten’s ear. "My turn to play…"

She moved down to Kirsten’s cunt and started to lick her clit. Kirsten’s gasping was intense, and suddenly she let out a scream as the guy stuck his cock deep inside her ass. Nat’s licking calmed her down enough to stop her screaming, but the moaning and wriggling continued. Finally she came. With all the tension bursting out of her cunt right onto Nat’s face. She stuck her tongue deep inside Kirsten’s pussy, so that she’d get every single drop out of her. The cock inside Kirsten’s butt was about to explode. Kirsten clenched up her butt and trapped the cock inside. The guy was shouting of pure pleasure, the pounding stopped and the guy forced his cock outside, shooting his load of hot sperm on Kirsten’s asshole. Nat hornily licked it all off and swallowed it with one gulp.

They all backed away and put their clothes on.

"Hey, you guys owe me a top and pants."

In a small bar, where anyone doesn't go without a very good reason, four girls were sitting in a table. They only came here because they could be left alone for a while; Reese Witherspoon, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Natalie Portman and Julie Bowen.

"So... how are things going between you and Kiki?" Asked Sarah and finished her beer. Natalie glanced at her and responded, "You know, the usual. The same as with most of my friends, how about you 'n Damon?" "I dunno... suppose he's gone again, like he always does, but that's not exactly the news of the year."

Reese sighed, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She left the table. "She hasn't really done anything yet, I think we should hook her up with someone, don't you?" Whispered Sarah. "I don't think so, she's still mourning after, you-know-who, and she won't touch anyone else before she gets it." Responded Julie.

"She's on tour now, and won't settle down for a while now. We should cheer Reese up somehow."

"But how? I don't think a look-alike will do any good here." "And we won't get the original either." Sarah and Julie pointed out. "I'm not saying we should get HER, I'm saying there are substitutes for everything, don't you think?" Said Nat. Reese walked out of the bathroom. As she sat down, Nat opened a up a conversation.

"Say, there's this new place down in the beach... it's a hotel of some sort." Reese looked at her looking confused. "I mean, it's a really popular place, where all the rich people, like us go..."

"And... so?" Asked Sarah.

"HEY that's a great idea! Right, Sarah?" Suddenly Julie understood Nat's thoughts. Sarah looked at them both or a while. "OH! Yeah! That's a great idea, right Reese?"

She hesitated for a moment, the girls were a little too worked up from this, but... "Yeah, sure. Why not?" "Great! I'll call the hotel and I'll let you guys know when we'll be going."

She got up from the table and rushed out of the bar. "Weird, how'd she come up with something like that?" Wondered Reese, while Julie and Sarah smiled, looking satisfied.

The same night, Sarah and Julie were in a nightclub, continuing the drinking that had started earlier in the bar. "What do you think Nat's up to?" Asked Sarah. "She's probably just going to hook Reese up with someone, or worse..." Sarah looked at Julie, who took a glass in her hand. "You don't think that Britney's gonna be in the hotel do you?" Asked Sarah. "Of course not, she's touring Europe now, she's up to something different."

"But what?" Wondered Sarah.

Sarah's cell-phone rang, she dug it up from her purse. "It's Nat, I suppose she's ready to tell us what's going on." She answered the call.

"Yeah, I thought it was you... ... OK, Friday 2 o'clock... ... Hey wait a sec, you gonna tell us what's going on?"

She closed her phone and put it back into her purse. "She said we'll find out when we get there, tomorrow." "Did she say anything else?" Asked Julie. "Just that she ordered us the weekend treatment, whatever that means..."

"What is this hotel?" Asked Julie. "I dunno, she just told me to come to the bar, and make sure you're with me at two." "Well, we'll hope for the best."

Friday, 2:00 PM. A limo picked the girls up from the bar, and they headed for the beach. "You never told us anything about this hotel, Nat..." Said Reese. "It's a new place, it's private, but with certain terms I got us the 'Weekend Package'."

"What IS the weekend package?" Asked Sarah. Nat looked at her a little frustrated. "It's a special treatment for special visitors, you'll see when we get there." The limo shortly stopped in front of a tall building. The girls got out of the car and walked inside.

"This looks like a normal condo to me, what's up with this?" Wondered Reese. "Like I said, it's private. The actual 'Hotel' is in the nine highest floors."

They took the elevator to the 46th floor where the lobby seemed to be. A man in a suit immediately took their bags and put them into a separate room. "You won't be needing these, ladies. The residence provides their own clothes to you, now if you please..."

The man guided them into a big room with four beds, a huge closet and a nice view of the beach. "Where's the bathroom?" Asked Julie. "The public bathrooms are found in every floor, you'll find that you won't be spending almost any of the awaking hours in here, the clothes are in the closet." He walked outside and closed the door.

"Shit, no bathroom, huh?" Cursed Julie. "Oh there's a bathroom alright, it's just public. This isn't a normal hotel." Said Nat and started undressing. "Reese, open the closet, will you?" She opened the closet and it revealed nothing but bikinis and underwear. "Whoa, wait a sec... there's no real clothes here, Nat..."

"Yeah, I know... you can't wear anything but bikinis or underwear here, and only the hotel's clothes are approved." She threw her skirt and shirt on the bed and walked to the closet. "Only one thing to decide: swim or no swim..."

"Right, there's gotta be a swimming pool around somewhere, right? Why would anyone walk in their underwear in here..." Said Sarah. Nat removed her bra and panties and Sarah quickly turned away. Nat noticed it and giggled. "Oh, come on! You listen to our stuff that we talk with Reese and you've kissed a girl, multiple times, and you can't see me naked?"

"Well, I thought that... well it's something to you, but not for me. so I thought that you'd mind or..."

"Well, sounds like it DOES mean something to you too, Sarah." Said Julie and started undressing, along with Reese.

"... No it doesn't!" She turned around and undressed herself.

After a while, all the girl were in bikinis, and outside in the hall, looking for the pool. And they did find it, only there was something weird about it. There were no men, just young women, getting a tan with the lotion making their skin shine.

"Oh my god... is this for real?" Said Julie.

Sarah tried not to look at all the girls, some of them spreading the lotion onto each others bodies. Nat looked at Reese, who's eyes were glowing of all the girls, it looked like her plan worked.

"Come on Reese, let's go get some lotion." She said as she grabbed Reese's hand and headed for the counter beside the pool. Sarah and Julie found for seats a little further from the pool.

"So, feeling anything yet?" Asked Julie trying to cheer Sarah up.

"NO! This is like a normal beach, just without any guys around... it's a girls night out." She tried to gather herself, but was a little nervous about all the girls around.

"If you're wondering about the men, they are available." Said Nat as she sat down with Reese, next to Julie and Sarah. "What do you mean by 'available'?" Asked Sarah.

"You know, if you need one, it's on the house." Smiled Nat.

"But I don't think we'll be needing on tonight, right, Sarah?" Julie hinted.

Sarah got up and fixed her bikini. "I'm gonna go for a swim." She snapped and walked toward the pool. Julie looked after her, but didn't go after her.

"She's still resisting it, don't worry. She'll get the hang of it, 5 minutes with those girls in the pool, she'll be hot lava." Said Nat and opened the bottle of lotion. "Reese? Would you do the honors?"

Reese got up and set herself on her knees next to Nat, starting to spread the lotion. Julie glanced at the pool where Sarah was floating, she didn't quite notice that the other girls were looking at her very closely. She couldn't just sit there, looking at Reese who was rubbing Natalie who was almost more wet than Sarah in the pool, so why just sit there?

"Hey, where's Julie going?" Wondered Reese. "To hit on Sarah, don't stop..." Natalie chuckled.

"Shouldn't we leave her alone for a while? I'm gonna get Julie back here..." She said and tried to get up, but Nat stopped her by grabbing her hands and setting them on her breasts. Both girls sighed softly. "Come on, Reese. Don't you wanna oil me up?" She smiled as she made Reese's hands rub her tits. Reese smiled and Nat let go of her hands.

Meanwhile at the pool...

"Finally they left me alone... strangely I think someone's still on my back..." She thought and looked around, and all the girls turned their heads away.

"Oh, shit..." She was about to get out but someone grabbed her arms, keeping her in the pool. "What the hell... Julie?"

"You can't be leaving now, can you?" Julie said and pulled Sarah against her body. "Let go, please..." Sarah moaned. "You really don't want me to, do you?" Asked Julie as she slid her hand down to Sarah's crotch.

"... You feel like you don't want to go, why are you kidding me?" Asked Julie and turned Sarah around. Sarah pushed her knee against Julie's crotch, pushing her against the side of the pool. "It does mean something to me, Julie... it's just..."

She pushed her knee deeper between Julie's legs, making her moan. "I already have three lovers, even that isn't satisfying me... it seems like..." She lowered her head between Julie's breasts and kissed the other one.

"The more I get it, the more hornier I get... you know what I mean?"

Julie was speechless, not only because the girl she had thought was almost terrified of lesbians had just pushed her knee right against her clit, but it was feeling really good. "What's wrong, Julie? Is the knee bothering you?" Asked Sarah sarcastically. Julie shook her head, and relaxed. "You know, playing with a professional can be dangerous..." She said as she took a firm hold Sarah. "Getting rough on me are ya? I can be pretty rough..." Grunted Sarah as Julie's hand got a hold of her ass.

"Let's just see who's more rough, right here..." Julie was throwing a challenge, just to see how far and how good she was. "OK, let's stop talking." Smiled Sarah as she shoved her finger into Julie's cunt. Julie was a bit petrified, but only for a second, she replied by ripping Sarah's bikini-top off and started to suck her tits. Sarah wasn't a bit shocked, she pulled Julie's top off to, along with the rest of their bikinis, leaving them naked in the pool, all the girls watching. Sarah was enjoying Julie's sucking so much that she forgot about their competition. Julie watched her face as she was moaning with her eyes closed. She knew it was her chance to release Sarah's fear, so she stopped sucking her tits and went underwater. Sarah glanced down as Julie pushed her face against Sarah's shaved pussy. Sarah cramped immediately and went completely berserk, moving her hands all over her body. She came right into Julie's mouth, who was sticking her tongue inside her. As she came up to get some air, Sarah pulled her face to her and kissed her passionately, tasting her cum and pushing her body against Julie's. As the kiss ended, Sarah took a deep breath and went under. In a split-second, Julie was breathing heavily, squeezing her breasts in front of all the girls, who watched them enthusiastically. As Sarah came up to get air, she moved her tongue up from Julie's crotch, along her stomach, to her breasts.

As Sarah reached the surface, Julie lifted her up, with two fingers in Sarah's pussy, one hand holding onto her ass. Sarah grunted and pushed her breast into Julie's mouth. But she didn't want to stop there, she reached down and stuck a finger up Julie's ass. That was a shock to Julie, but she wasn't going to go back with the competition. She replied by sticking two fingers into Sarah's ass. Now both were on the verge of orgasm, Sarah set herself down and stuck her other fingers into Julie's cunt. At that moment, they both came onto each others fingers, dripping their juices into the pool. They were so out of breath that they both collapsed next to each other against the side of the pool.

"Which... one... won?" Panted Sarah.

"I honestly don't know..." Sighed Julie as she grabbed her bikini from the water. "Where are mine?" Wondered Sarah. Her bikini was hanging in front of her face, it was hanging from Natalie's hand. Sarah glanced at her and quickly grabbed the bikini and put it on.

"Who won?" Asked Reese.

After a few hours, they were changing in their room, the 'butler' of the hotel had told them that when going to dinner, it was custom to wear underwear, not the bikini... weird.

"What color, red, black or white?" Wondered Reese. Sarah walked to the closet. "The white would be a little too conspicuous... the black might work, but the RED!" She grabbed the red lace underwear from the closet. "I have exactly the same ones at home, I'll wear these."

"Hmm... all the black ones are g-strings... I'm, probably going..." Reese thought, but Nat interrupted her thoughts. "Gimme!" She grabbed the black ones. "White or red?" Reese asked. Julie looked at the wardrobe for a while, and took the red ones. Reese looked at the silk panties and bra, and grabbed them as she closed the closet.

At dinner, most of the girls were wearing red, only a couple were wearing black, and no whites, except Reese.

"Well... if there wasn't anything else about this trip, the food was good, right?" Asked Nat. "I dunno, I'm feeling a little weird..." Said Reese, looking a bit pale. "You OK?" Sarah tried her forehead. "No, I'm fine... just feeling a bit like everyone's looking at me..."

"I'll take you to the room, you guys finish dinner." Said Nat and got up with Reese. "You sure you guys are OK with this?" Asked Julie.

"Uh-huh!" Shouted Nat.

Sarah shook her head, looking happy. "I think they don't need a third or a fourth feel in there, they can handle themselves..." Said Julie as she finished her drink. "Well, a third wheel ain't bad, right?"

Julie looked at Sarah. "You didn't!"

Nat opened the room door and as Reese and her walked in, she slammed it shut hard. Reese pushed Nat against the wall and kissed her. Nat slid her hand into Reese's white panties. They walked to the bed, kissing and groping each other hornily. They fell on the bed, Reese on top, with their hands in their panties. They didn't notice the door opening behind them, and a man stepped in and started to approach them. They were both in such moment of pleasure that they didn't even notice when the man got on his knees on the bed and removed his pants. Finally, Reese felt something behind her and was about to turn around, but Nat stopped her and whispered into her ear. "Complements of the hotel."

Reese hesitated for a second, but kept on going. The guy behind them put his cock between Reese and Nat, and removed their panties. He set his cock on Reese's swollen lips, and slowly pushed it in, making her moan. He grabbed Reese's hips and started to roughly pump the girl, who's juices were dripping on Nat's pussy. Nat smiled as Reese grunted of pleasure and she pulled her against her breasts, making her suck them. Reese was pushing her whole body against the guy, every time the cock sank into her, her whole body wobbled. Nat was pulling her head hard against her breasts, while rubbing Reese's with her hand. The cock was sliding in with ease, Reese's juices had made the job a lot easier, but Nat wanted to test the hotel's hospitality too. She lifted Reese up and turned her around, her pussy in Nat's mouth. The guy jerked his cock a few times and set himself above Nat, and quickly pushed to whole thing in. Nat enjoyed the whole package, sticking her tongue in Reese's pussy and rubbing her ass at the same time. The cock was as deep as it could get without hurting her, she started to be on the verge of her orgasm, As Reese let out a silent moan, Nat's mouth was filled with Reese's cum. The cum flowed from her mouth to her face, making it hard for her to breathe. But she didn't care about that now, she started to shiver and her ass cramped as her juices escaped her pussy onto the bed. They both set themselves at other sides of the cock and started to kiss with the cock between their mouths. The guy moaned loudly as the girls frenchkissed with the cock between their mouths. This wasn't exactly what every guy would stand, so they felt the cock tense up and they took the tip between their lips and sucked it both ways. The hot sperm started to flow on their lips and dribbling on their faces. After the guy had enough, he got up, put his clothes on and left. The girls stayed in the room, licking the sperm off their satisfied looking faces.

After the weekend was over, they were in the limo, heading back downtown.

"Everyone satisfied with the treatment they received for the weekend?" Asked Nat. Everyone just nodded. "I take that as a yes."

"I noticed something weird, why weren't there any guys, just women?" Asked Reese. "Well... you know those guys who are unfaithful to their women, and they think the women don't know about it?" Said Nat.

"Oh..."

Sarah Michelle Gellar, the famous hottie of the whole globe was standing in a dark alley, waiting for her boyfriend. The night was still young and the fact that she was standing just a few steps away from the local rape-market, wasn't giving her much chills, only if the guy she was waiting for wouldn't show up would scare her.

"Where the hell are you..."

"... Right here." The voice behind her said.

As she turned around she was relieved, as she saw her lover's face come out of the shadows. "I think you shouldn't be here, my boyfriend's gonna suspect something..."

"Your boyfriend isn't coming, it was just on the news, he's stuck in his apartment with the whole California's reporters up his ass right now."

"Oh, shit... we were supposed to go driving around."

"I'll drive you..." Damon said as he slid his hand into Sarah's crotch. At first, she let out a small moan and bit her lower lip... but she pulled his hand away from her. "Come on, stop that..."

"Stop? That's a first one..." He proceeded to kiss her neck, and she seemed very cooperative at the time. She put her hand into her jeans and started to rub her clit hard. As Damon proceeded down with his tongue, he lifted up Sarah's top and quickly removed her bra. They backed into the dark alley, so that everyone walking by wouldn't suddenly stop for a cigarette. Sarah moaned loudly as Damon sucked her left nipple, while squeezing her right tit. As she started her squealing and nearing her orgasm, Damon replaced her hand with his, and started lifting her up and down, holding onto her tit and her pussy. Sarah shivered as a violent orgasm took control of her body, making her twitch and pulling Damon strongly against her. As she eased down, Damon let go and dropped his pants down.

"My turn now." He said as he tried to push Sarah down to his cock, but she wouldn't go down.

"I'm not finished yet." She spoke out as she removed her jeans and set herself against the cold wall. She lowered her red lace panties and revealed her moist and hot pussy. It started to rain, and they heard thunder approaching. "Come on, don't ruin it... fuck me!" She shouted hornily to Damon who quickly pushed himself against her. As he set her cock inside her, she started to breathe heavily, and when Damon pushed it deeper, she let out a moan. Sarah's sounds were lost into the traffic and raining of LA, giving her the freedom to moan all she wanted. He started pumping her hard, with her ass slapping against the wall, and the water making both of them wet, made a little more noise as Damon fucked Sarah's pussy harder and harder.

"Fuck me! Make me cum, please! She squealed between the moans and screams. His pounding was starting to hurt her, but as the pain mixed in with the pleasure, the feeling was incredible. Damon pounded Sarah's body against the wet wall with all he could, almost making the girl cry. "Is it deep? Come on, bitch! Is it deep?" He shouted as Sarah smiled of pleasure. "Yes! It's deep! I want it deeper!" As Damon pushed himself as deep as he could get, Sarah suddenly opened her eyes and looked impaled, but Damon kept on fucking, and making Sarah look even more tortured. Damon felt himself cumming, but managed to hold it in. Sarah felt Damon's cock getting tense, and she pushed him away against the other wall, with Damon's cock standing there, but not for long. She rushed toward it and stuck it up her throat, as far as she could get it. Damon grinned as Sarah rubbed the cock against every part of her throat, making him grab her head and starting to fuck it. Sarah was about to choke on the cock, but then Damon let out a yell and shot the hot sperm right into her stomach, leaving her no other choice but to swallow it, since it never even saw her mouth. Damon slowly pulled his cock out, and Sarah coughed hard, looking like she hadn't gotten air in a week.

"Was it too much?" Asked Damon, looking out of breath.

Sarah felt something, as she felt up her pussy, she felt a small amount of blood on her fingers. She got up and put her fingers inside Damon's mouth.

He looked surprised as he tasted the blood and cum.

"You were that deep... deeper than anyone else... thank you." She said and started to get dressed. Damon was still a bit not able to move, but Sarah got dressed quickly. She leaned over and gave Damon a french kiss, with her tongue tasting the rest of the blood and cum in his mouth.

"I'll see you around."

She walked into the street and picked up a cab. Damon pulled his pants up and walked into the street, with only one thing in his mind, where to spend the night?

After a week, Sarah was walking on the street in the morning, heading toward one of her co-star's apartment. As she opened the door, she noticed that something had happened here.

"Michelle? You in here?" She yelled. This was an apartment she had spent many nights in, when she didn't want to go to her boyfriend's place. She walked into the bedroom and saw familiar-looking clothes on the bed.

"Sarah? Is that you?"

"Damon?"

She saw Damon coming out of the shower. She looked at her lover, not so surprised as happy. "Michelle had something to do, she split early. I was about to take a shower." Sarah threw her jacket on the bed.

"You know, she's only 16... you shouldn't be doing her..."

"Well, had no place to go, besides she looked like a fine piece of ass..."

Damon started to approach Sarah, who removed her watch. "Anyways, what are you doing here? She's only 16, you know..." Said Damon as his cock started to harden.

"We girls need to play it together... no matter what."

Damon smiled and pushed his cock against Sarah. "So you came here to play? Too bad she's not here..."

Sarah lowered down and tasted the tip of Damon's cock. The taste was familiar, and she once again tasted it with all of her mouth. She pulled it out and started to jerk it. "You fucked her, I can taste it... right up the ass..." Damon lifted her up and kissed her, squeezing her ass at the same time. "Same treatment here?"

Sarah smiled and grabbed Damon's cock firmly. "Definitely, all the way." Damon ripped Sarah's pants down and put his cock between the girl's legs, making her wet. "Where did it happen?" She asked, still kissing Damon. Sarah removed her top and her bra, and was about to remove her black g-string, but Damon pulled her into the bathroom. "Keep them on, she didn't take 'em off either."

He turned the shower on, making Sarah's hair and the rest of her body wet. As Damon cracked the girl's panties, she didn't see any hair. "Things changed since last week?"

"Michelle likes it young and soft."

That sentence was too much for Damon. "Fuck this shit..." He ripped the panties off her and pushed his cock inside her, lifting her high against the wall. But Sarah had something else in mind, she turned them around and suddenly Damon was against the wall, with Sarah hooking her legs around him. "Do it again... what you did last week... that was heaven..." Damon grabbed her ass making her scream and started to move Sarah up and down on his cock. Her juices were flowing down on the floor, and making Damon much easier to slide inside her. Sarah's bald pussy was as red and wet as her insides and her ass was hurting from Damon's squeezing, but it would hurt more, so Sarah kept on the horse.

"You know what Michelle likes?" She said when taking breath. "She likes it when my ass gets all sweaty and she sticks her fingers inside, and squeezes the soft and sweaty buttock with all she's got..."

Damon's panting was getting harder and harder, with blood and cum flowing from Sarah's pussy, mixing on the floor. Damon tried to break free to fuck Sarah's ass, but she kept him against the wall. "Come on... you wanna feel like Michelle did?"

"Just one... more..." She sighed as her third orgasm approached.

Sarah shivered and squeezed Damon in her arms and legs. As her juices escaped her pussy once again, Damon quickly pulled away and pushed Sarah against the wall, with her nipples rubbing against it. "This is how she liked it... you like it like this, bitch?" He shouted as he set his cock between Sarah's buttocks, but didn't push it in yet. "Uh-huh... do it..."

"Do what, bitch?"

"Push it in..."

Damon was gonna tease Sarah, partly because if he'd push it in now, he'd cum right there and stop the session there. "Push what? Where?" Sarah started to finger her pussy, looking extremely horny. Damon figured that if he wouldn't do it quick, she'd explode. "Your cock! Put it in my ass! Now!" Damon hesitated in danger of cumming, but after Sarah yelled that last sentence... "Fuck my ass! Fuck me like you fucked my best girl!" Sarah screamed loudly as the cock roughly slid into her asshole, as deep as Damon got it, Sarah's ass flattening between him and the wall. She came right there, the most violent orgasm she ever had. "Oh shit!" She yelled as Damon continued to move his cock inside her rectum. Damon panted hard as he moved himself up and down, deeper and deeper at every push. Sarah didn't remember it was this bad and she started shedding tears. Damon was lucky to get even here, but his integrity was failing. His panting changed to moaning and his last strokes were slapping Sarah's round sweaty ass with brute force. Sarah stuck her fingers deep inside her pussy, to get that last orgasm before Damon would cum. Too late for that, Damon pulled his cock out and let out a yell as he shot his hot sperm on Sarah's back. The sperm started to flow between her buttocks and Sarah's wiped them off and drank the sperm on her hands.

Damon squeezed the last drops from his cock and rubbed them on Sarah's ass.

"Holy... shit... how did Michelle take that... her ass is way smaller than mine..."

"Well... she's a girl... with an extreme assfetish..."

"I hear ya..."

The mansion of the Craven family, set up in the northern coast of Scotland. As thanksgiving approached, a number of celebrities were flying in to celebrate the occasion. The Craven family had a number of contacts to the movie- and TV-industry, and had made many friends with their unofficial funding and support. Most of their money went to paying the actresses enough to get them to make nude-scenes, as the young master of the Cravens has always been interested in movies and he was practically raised with them, therefore unable to get off without the sight of a female celebrity. The Craven family consisted of the young master-Patrick, her younger twin-sisters, Amber and Maria, their mother, Rosa and her sister's children, Troy and Beth.

The night was dark and rainy, as thanksgiving arrived. Fortunately, it didn't stop the guests from arriving on time. Patrick walked to his cousin, Beth who was waiting the guests in front of the hall.

"Any of them here yet?" He wiped off any dust from his shoulders. "No... not yet, but the first one's just getting on top of the hill."

The mansion was located on a cliff, by the sea. The waves clashing into the rocks under the cliff made a terrifying noise. A car arrived from behind the hill and stopped in front of the porch. The driver got out of the car with an umbrella and hurried to open the door for the lady, opening the umbrella at the same time. Patrick glanced at the lady, who's coat the butler took and set on the hook. "First one, don't be freaky."

"Cousin-dear, when have I acted like that in front of company?" Beth replied as she smiled at the dark woman arriving from the hall.

"Ms. Cruz! I'm so glad you could join us. you're the first one here." Greeted Beth at the beauty and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Penelope smiled and gave Patrick a hug. "My, you've grown in a year!"

"Mother insisted, her only regret is that you rushed into a relationship without me, my dear." Penelope laughed and gave him a playful look. "Enjoy the party..." Patrick reminded as she walked by.

Beth sighed heavily. "I think that was too much for me... I almost ate her up..." Patrick looked at her and the thunder roared. "There will be time for that, my dear cousin. Let's receive the rest of the guests first..."

The next ones to arrive were Winona Ryder and Sandra Bullock. Winona seemed to be more than glad to see Beth. "Hi Beth, did you make it from that cold you got last month?" She said as she gave her a long hug, pinching her butt at the same time. Beth smiled at the satisfaction and replied a soft 'yes'.

"Penelope was here just before you, she went into the room of the Greek gods." Patrick pointed out while greeting Sandra with a kiss on her hand. "Too bad, we were so sure we'd be the first ones. Well I'm gonna go say hi." She said as he walked after Penelope. "I thought she'd never leave..." Winona sighed as she kissed Beth on the lips gently. "I'll see you later?" Beth said playfully. "Count on it..." She walked after the rest of the guests.

After an hour, all of the guests were present and sitting in the dining room. People present were the Cravens themselves, Penelope Cruz, Sandra Bullock, Winona Ryder, Heather Graham, Jessica Biel, Beverley Mitchell and Alicia Silverstone. As Patrick didn't want the dinner to look too suspicious, he had saved the rest of his favorites for the next occasion, although an uninvited guest was watching them from the shadows.

"May I ask, my dear Penelope... how are things going with your relationship?" The lady of the house asked. "It is going quite well, lady Craven, thank you for asking." Penelope replied after finishing the glass of wine. "I am so glad to hear that, most of the Hollywood affairs have had tremendous problems, I hope you won't have any."

"Thank you, lady Craven."

Jessica looked around and looked a bit uncomfortable. "Excuse me, Patrick. But as a first timer in the Craven's mansion, I was wondering if the feeling of being watched is normal under your roof?" Patrick coughed in a meaningful manor.

Beverley, who had commended Jessica's invitation to the party looked a bit ashamed. "Yes, in fact it is. Most property evaluators have been convinced that this place is haunted, even..." Lady Rose spoke out.

"Haunted, lady Craven?" Alicia asked with an interest in her eyes. "Yes, I believe that the ghosts of the Cravens before us haunt the mansion, to keep unwanted people, such as property evaluators away." She laughed. "The mansion was constructed above the burial ground of the Cravens so I must say that I support mother's theory." Maria spoke out, Amber nodding beside her. "Anyone ever seen this ghost?" Penelope asked as the butler filled her glass.

"Well no, actually if there was such things as ghosts they wouldn't be visible at all, they'd be only capable of moving items around for a very short period." Patrick explained as his mother looked at him proudly. "Patrick has dedicated a large part of his time to investigate the Cravens and the burial ground beneath us, he has found out extraordinary things about ghosts and the supernatural, isn't that right Patrick?" Her son smiled at her, hiding his embarrassment behind his smiling face. Beth noticed it and took a sip from her glass.

"Well now, we have plenty of time to talk about that later. After dinner you'll be escorted to your rooms and perhaps you'd like to join us while we ponder more about this fascinating subject?"

After dinner, everyone was shown into their rooms, all of them in the same hallway, filled with paintings and statues of gargoyles and demons. Only ones who had ever been in the Craven's mansion before were Winona and Beverley, the rest had met Patrick or Beth on their trips in Europe or the states.

Jessica was walking around in Beverley's room, looking around while Beverley unpacked her suitcases. "How long have you known the Cravens?" Jessica asked as she looked at a painting, picturing a lake. "A couple of years, I met Patrick at a movie premiere once, he showed me what entertainment is all about..."

Jessica turned around to look at her colleague. "What do you mean by that?" Beverley looked at her, looking a bit puzzled, but she ended up smiling and continuing packing her clothes into the closet. "You know what I mean... you've done it yourself, right?"

"What?" Jessica was way off the mark, and the more she was confused, the more was Beverley amused. "You know, the pictures..."

Jessica looked at her, realizing what she was talking about. "You've done... nudes?" The girl laughed as she closed the closet. "Whole stacks of videotapes, photos, even sculptures."

Jessica looked around to make sure no one would hear. "Is that guy some kind of... pervert?"

"As best and as twisted they come, you'll like him." Beverley smiled as she started to change. Jessica immediately left the room to go change too, even if she was disgusted, she wouldn't ruin her chances to get some extra wages and recommendations. As she walked downstairs, the rest of the guests were already waiting her.

"Ah! Jessica! I was afraid that you were a bit frightened about our conversation in the dining room, please sit." Lady Rose showed her to a seat between her daughters and Beverley. The fireplace was lit, and the rain hadn't stopped. As Jessica looked outside, lightning struck, startling her. "The weather isn't going to change for a couple of days, it's typical around here." Amber pointed out, Maria nodding next to her. The sisters looked exactly alike, same dresses and same jewelry, with one exception: Amber's hair was black, Maria's was blonde. As lady Craven sat down, Patrick opened up his journal.

"Shall we get started?" Everyone nodded, full of excitement to hear about the ghosts of the mansion.

"The Cravens have been here for a thousand years, English hiding from the Scots in a mansion. I believe that the ghosts in this place are the ghosts of my great-grandfather, my grandfather and their mistresses. Both of them were unfaithful to their wives, cheating on them in their own bed. My great-grandfather, Thaddeus Craven, had an affair with the maid of the house... he was able to keep it secret for a long time, but eventually his wife found out and slaughtered both of them with an axe. Luckily my grandfather, Theodore Craven had been born before this tragedy, and grew to be a powerful man, but was left alone as his mother died of ammonia. As my father was born, a babysitter started to come around the house, to take care of the baby while Theodore and his wife were busy. As his roots pulled him to infidelity with the babysitter, his wife had already taken precautions if this would happen, as it did. She had her own side of the family take him and her mistress outside into the rain, and tied them up into a pole, and they sawed them both into three parts, legs, torso and the head. Grandmother couldn't handle the baby by herself, so she asked help from an old friend of his, John Dafoe, who took the role of master in this mansion for a while. After John had gotten grandmother pregnant again, he suddenly disappeared. The twin girls were raised in this place, by grandmother who later on died of an heart attack. The girls gave birth to many children, the other had twin girls and a boy, the other had a boy and a girl. The sister, only a few seconds older that the other, died in an unexplained circumstance, leaving the mansion to the sister alive, my mother, Rose Craven."

Everyone was speechless. "Wow, that's a quite a story..." Sandra got out of her mouth. "How do you think this connects to the ghosts?" Penelope asked, lighting a cigarette at the same time.

"John Dafoe, was obviously killed by the ghost of Theodore Craven, but the body was never found... and his mistress scared my grandmother to death. My aunt died outside the mansion, her death was just weird in other manners."

"What about Thaddeus? And his mistress?" Asked Alicia.

"Every time I go to my great-grandfather’s room, I hear voices... laughing... screams... I have even seen them move the statue's in the room, and in the 50 years that no one has cleaned that room, it hasn't dusted a bit..."

"Because of the maid, right?" Jessica pointed out. Patrick nodded. Jessica was having a hard time trying not to laugh. "I may be out of my mind, but that's a little thick..." She let out a small laugh.

"Really? You don't believe the story, then?" Asked Beth. "Well, no! Of course not, I mean that might have happened, but ghosts? No way..."

"You said it yourself during dinner, you felt like being watched." Lady Craven pointed out. "Oh I know who watched me now..." She said and gave Patrick an accusing look. Beverley looked worried, and tried to look for any signs of anger in the Craven's, but didn't see any.

"Well, you've had a long trip, and you all must be tired. We have a whole week to ponder over this dilemma, even if some of us might be skeptical about it, shall we retire?"

As the guests returned to their rooms, the Cravens stayed in the lounge. "What do you think of this girl, recommended by Beverley?" Lady Craven asked from her youngers. "I think she's cute." Patrick responded. "We think she's beautiful." The twins said in one voice. "She might resist a bit, but we've handled worse." Beth reminded.

"Ah, Patrick... speaking of worse, you know that thing that made little Jessica feel like she was being watched, take care of it."

"Yes, mother." He replied and left the room.

"We have quite a selection this time, don't we? It's gonna need our strict attention." Lady Craven reminded. "We can handle them, just like the others, do not worry yourself with such matters, mother..." Maria said, Amber nodding next to her.

After a while, upstairs... Penelope and Sandra were talking in Sandra's room. "What do you think this place is?" Penelope asked. Sandra turned to look away from the mirror. "I think... it's a very expensive hotel, where we can stay for free, there are bathrooms in every room, double beds, the whole nine yards." Penelope got up from the bed. "No, I didn't mean that... ghosts, statues of old gods, demons... something's not right here." Sandra sighed and fixed her hair. "Why don't you ask Winona or Beverley? They've been here before..." Penelope looked at her and walked to the door. "Yeah... I will... good night."

"Good night."

Penelope closed the door behind her, and Sandra looked at herself from the mirror. "Ghosts... moving items around..." Suddenly she felt a shiver, and she saw something on the mirror. She quickly turned around, but didn't see anything. She glanced at the mirror and she saw something on her neck. "What the hell is that?" She tried to wipe it off, but it only spread. "Good job, Sandy. What is that, motor oil?" She removed her underwear and went into the shower and put the bathwater running. As the bath was filling, she tried to figure out what the stuff on her neck was. "Food? I don't think so... must've been something on the closet or the mirror..." As the tub filled, she closed the faucet and set herself into the warm water. "Oh yeah... welcome to the hot springs of freezing Scotland..." She laid there for a very long time, then she started to hear something. She opened her eyes and looked around. Someone was singing, a calm and beautiful song, with an young and tender voice. "... Right, must be Beverley, she's in the next room..." Although the sound didn't sound like Beverley's, but the shower in the other room was on... Sandra hesitated for a sec, but didn't see any harm, so she pressed her ear against the wall. The sound wasn't coming from there, but she could hear someone in the shower. Suddenly she noticed she was feeling up her cunt, and stopped at that second. She got up from the pool and looked at herself from the mirror in the bathroom. "What the hell are you thinking?" She snapped at herself. But suddenly stopped looking at herself angrily, and moved her ear closer to the mirror. The sound of the shower was much more clearer, and her heart started to pound like a swallow's. She slowly removed the mirror from the wall and realized the wall was broken at that spot, with a hole size of a very big head. She saw right through the mirror, must've been one of those see-through mirrors, Beverley was in the shower. "Oh shit!" She cursed, but as Beverley was washing her hair, she didn't hear her. Sandra was just about to put the mirror back on the wall, but then she noticed she was fingering herself gently. As her curiosity grew, she thought she's just have an another look and then put the mirror back on.

She started to breathe heavily as she watched Beverley wash her long hair in the shower, with her pale ass shining into her eyes, turning her on so much that her fingering got even faster and faster. She moved her finger in and out in the hot and juicy cunt, making the pleasure so good... She didn't dare close her eyes, she just watched as Beverley started to rub the soap all over her body, rubbing it on her back, going further down... finally reaching those round and plump buttocks. The soap was covering them as Beverley bent over to rub it on her legs... Sandra was dying to see her cunt, if she'd just turn around... Her fingering had went from fast to hysterical, her hand pounding against her cunt making a slapping noise, her ass wet from sweat now... Beverley finished her legs and put the soap on her middle finger and slid it down between her buttocks... rubbing her asshole clean with the soap. Sandra was almost there, she reached down with her other hand to rub her clit and the package was ready to blow up. Beverley turned around, revealing the gorgeous shaved pussy, starting to rub the soap on it, with her hard nipples shining from the middle of her breasts. Sandra went out of her mind, and moved her hold body while fingering and rubbing. "Yes! Yes! Yesss! Fuck yeah!" She moaned and the powerful orgasm that had built up inside her blasted her juices on the floor, leaving Sandra into the hole in the wall. As her smile and her ecstasy eased down, she opened her eyes, to find that Beverley was out of the shower, combing her hair in front of the mirror, without knowing that she had just caused an orgasm size of the whole Scotland. Sandra slowly backed away, hoping that she wouldn't make any sounds while placing the mirror back on the wall. She placed it back, and noticed something... the singing was gone. As she looked at the floor, she could do nothing but curse, as she had to clean it up before anyone would come in.

After the mess was gone, she looked at herself from the mirror, and for her horror, she saw Beverley, standing behind her, with blood-red eyes and mutilated body. She screamed loudly and turned around, but didn't see anything. She couldn't breathe and she collapsed on the floor, naked.

As the thunder roared and the clock stroke midnight, she found herself in the bed, still naked, feeling a bit weird. She looked around, but didn't see any signs of anyone being in the room. "What a dream... must've been the wine and the horror story..." She got up and walked into the bathroom, the bathtub was empty, and there was no signs of anyone falling down in there. The last thing to make sure it was a dream... She took a hold of the mirror, and slowly lowered it down, revealing...

"The wall! Yes! The wall... thank god for walls!" She hailed the lord as she put the mirror back on the completely unharmed wall. She turned around and hesitated to look at the mirror. "I can do this... don't be a chicken..." She slowly turned around closing her eyes. She took a deep breath, and slowly opened her eyes...

"Jesus!" She screamed as she saw Beverley behind her, wearing a bathrobe. "Did I scare you?" Beverley asked laughing. Sandra tried to laugh, but ended up catching her breath. "Yeah... you did... whew..."

"You know, I was in the shower a few minutes ago..."

Sandra lifted her face up to look at Beverley. "I can hear everything through that wall, so... could you, like... masturbate in an another room maybe?" She laughed at the naked star, who didn't even notice she was naked. "Umm... yeah, sorry..." She had never been so embarrassed in her entire life.

Beverley moved her eyes quickly from Sandra's legs to her eyes, smiled at her and walked out of the bathroom. Sandra noticed that she had no clothes on, and cursed her ass off. She sighed and looked at the mirror. "You're an idiot..."

An hour earlier, in Patrick's room... Patrick walked to his computer and took his shirt off. He set the mansion's security system on and turned off the lights. He softly laid down on the bed, next to a young woman. "You shouldn't harass our guests like that, especially the new ones..."

"I'm a visitor ain't I?" The girl's voice said. "You weren't invited, mother wants you out."

The girl set herself above Patrick. "But do you? I can help..." As the girl rubbed her body against Patrick, he started to pant heavily. "Not tonight, Nat..."

At the same time in Winona's room, Penelope stepped into the room and looked around. "Hey! What's up?" She exclaimed as she quickly turned on her back in the bed.

"Hi, umm... were you sleeping? 'Cause I can come back later if..." Winona looked at her a bit nervous. "Oh no! Well... what's this about?"

"Nothing much, I just... well I'm getting a feeling about this house, and since you've been here before, I thought that..."

"Listen, can we talk about this in the morning? I'm really... sleepy."

Penelope looked at her for a sec, but nodded and left, closing the door behind her. Winona sighed for relief and turned on her stomach in the bed. "Did she see me?" Asked Beth, talking from between Winona's breasts. "Nope, now where were we?"

Alicia was walking around upstairs, looking at the paintings and the statues. Every single one of them seemed to be somehow connected to demons or other supernatural subjects. "Must've been the grandfather who got these..." She walked to the end of the hall, down the stairs. "Weird, these stairs skip the first floor..." She arrived into a large study, plenty of cupboards, a desk and a bed. Looked more like someone lived inside this room alone. As she turned around to go back, the stairs weren't there. "What the hell... I've had way too much wine..."

"Alicia..." Someone called out her name. As she turned around, she saw the twins and Troy behind them.

"Oh, excuse me, I drank too much, umm... weren't there steps a few seconds ago?" Troy and the twins nodded. "... OK, and they're gone now, because...?"

"Because you do not wish to leave." Said the twins, in one voice. Alicia lifted her eyebrows and took a good look at the people in front of her. "You want to stay here, so you can find out about the ghosts, isn't that right?" Asked Troy. Alicia stopped hesitating at that moment. "... Yeah, I do..." Alicia let go of the thought about the stairs and approached the twins.

"Is this where the ghosts come from?" She asked. "No, we're afraid not. They come from much deeper inside the complex, do you wish to see it?" "Hell yeah..." Alicia said, and the twins smiled wickedly. Troy lifted up five of the floorboards, revealing stairs. Alicia didn't hesitate to go down them, and the twins and Troy followed her down. The passage was cold and damp, only a few candles lit the way down, Alicia hadn't been this afraid and excited at the same time. They reached the tomb of the Cravens at the bottom.

"This is the family-tomb, someday all of us will be buried here..." Troy said, while pushing Alicia further into the chamber. It was full of coffins, but the one on the middle of the room, that was put in the middle of an altar got her attention. She walked to it and read the inscription. "Arthur Craven, 983-1039..."

"The first Craven born, he was raised as an orphan in a convent." The twins spoke out. "Irony's a bitch..." Alicia laughed. As she felt a hand go up her thigh, she started to breathe heavily. As the hand went up her skirt, lifting it up she was hot lava. She collapsed on her stomach on the coffin, with her knees against the altar. The hands lifted her skirt completely, revealing the blue thong under it, the twins moved in front of her, completely naked, with their young 18-year old bodies looking juicier than ever. As Alicia's thong were removed, she looked like she had just gotten a real hard dose of heroin. She was smiling endlessly and as Maria pushed her cunt in front of her mouth, she didn't think. She grabbed her ass and started to lick Maria's wet clit, with Amber on the coffin next to Alicia, removing the rest of her clothing. As Alicia felt her bare cunt getting hotter and hotter, she hysterically started to moan. "Fuck me Troy! Fuck me!" As the cock closed in on her, her moaning got even harder. "Fuck me! Fuck my brains out you motherfucker!" Time froze, and Alicia's face turned red, her eyes wide open, along with her mouth, and the sharp scream as the huge hard cock was pushed into her asshole. Her ass started to bleed, and her plump and soft asscheeks started to cramp up, but the big cock just kept on savagely violating her butt. Her screaming was unbearable, but the tomb's walls stopped the sound from going anywhere. The cock was making her ass turn completely red, Troy moving it fast and hard as he could, making Alicia scream as hard as she could. Amber kissing Maria, who was still pushing her cunt into Alicia's mouth, and the screaming felt unbelievable to her. Amber set herself behind Troy and Alicia, starting to finger the poor girl, who's blood was covering Troy's rockhard dick, that was pounding the girls rectum, almost ripping it apart. Alicia cried like there was no tomorrow, it wasn't from the pain or the blood, it was because she had flown her juices the second the cock had touched her insides. Maria couldn't get enough of Alicia's licking, she started to rip her hair against her so that she's lick harder and faster. Her ass stopped bleeding and the squishing noise from her bloody ass was making her hotter than ever.

"Fuck me, Troy! Fuck my ass! Harder! Harder!" She cried out as Maria came in her mouth, flowing her juices all over Alicia's face. Amber's fingering and Troy's pumping made her cum one more time, Amber drank almost all of it, saving some of it in her mouth. As she walked to Maria, who had backed out from Alicia, she kissed her hornily, with drool and cum dribbling from their mouths down to their naked bodies. Alicia closed her eyes and thanked god for the moment of heaven and hell that she had had. As she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Troy in front of her, with the twins sucking his balls and his cock. Alicia started laughing, and she couldn't stop. Troy was grinning, and as the twins jerked him off. Alicia cried and laughed at the same time, looking like a maniac, fucked in the ass. Troy shot his load of hot sperm onto Alicia's face, some of it going into her mouth, her laughing mouth that just couldn't close, because Troy was in front of her, and she was still getting fucked up the ass. And she knew exactly who was fucking her. The inhumane growling behind her made her cum again, her sweaty and bloody ass was being fucked by Arthur Craven. She came out of horror and fear, as the undead beast fucked her butt with all it could. As the beast growled once more, she felt it's cold sperm spread into her rectum, making her feel more satisfied than anyone ever. As she lost her consciousness, the last thing she saw, was Maria and Amber, licking the cum off her face.

The next morning, the Cravens were eating breakfast, waiting for their guests to join them. As Sandra walked down the steps, she saw Patrick kiss someone in the hall, after saying good-byes, the girl left quickly. Patrick ran into Sandra on his way to the dining room. "Who was that?" She asked.

"Just an old friend..." Patrick responded as they continued to the breakfast table.

"Ah! Just the woman I was looking for, did you have some problems last night? I heard screaming." Lady Craven asked Sandra as she sat down. "I'm terribly sorry if I woke you up, I had a bad dream..."

"No, no, my dear... I haven't slept ever since my poor husband died." At that point, Alicia walked into the room, and had a long look at the twins and then Troy. All of them were smiling like they hadn't done anything last night. Alicia smiled, shook her head and sat down next to Sandra.

"Man, I had the weirdest dream..." She said as she sat down. "Really? What was it, might I ask?" Patrick got interested. "Umm... I found the Craven family crypt, where all the Cravens had been buried... Maria, Amber and Troy along with me."

"Fascinating! Did you find anything?" Lady Craven asked enthusiastically.

"I found the tomb of the first Craven, Arthur Craven..." Alicia explained. Lady Craven and Patrick went both speechless. "Well, this is one thing that proves that supernatural exists, that name hasn't been printed down anywhere, except on his coffin, and we haven't spoken of him for years, not at least with other people around, in fact, this is the first time Troy and Beth hear about it." Lady Craven pointed out, as she finished her tea. "Tell me, Alicia... did he appear to you?" Patrick asked. Alicia nodded shamefully. "Incredible! Did he say anything?"

"He... mostly growled..."

"Oh... sounds like an undead monster, a zombie perhaps?" Patrick wondered. At that moment, Winona, Penelope, Beverley and Jessica rushed into the dining room.

"Lady Craven, Heather is missing..." Jessica said, looking very scared.

"Calm down, child... she must be somewhere in the building, Patrick had all the security systems on, if anyone would've come even close to the main door, it would've awaken the whole house." Lady Craven said as she got up.

"No! There's something weird going on in this house!" Jessica yelled. Beverley tried to calm her down, but without result.

"Last night, I heard some little girl singing, so I went after the voice. I ended up in the cellar, where I saw chains and cages... I heard a loud scream from below me, and I could smell blood!" She panicked.

Alicia knew what she was talking about, but didn't dare to say anything. "She's right, I heard the singing too, and I saw something... this monster in the mirror!" Sandra said as she backed up to Jessica.

"Well it's pretty obvious what the monster you've seen is, it's the ghost!" Troy said as he got up with his sister. Sandra nodded, not believing her ears. "What about the singing? That sounded like a 12-year old in the cellar!" Jessica shouted. "I didn't reveal everything when I told you the story, I didn't want to frighten you!" Patrick yelled as he walked to Jessica. "John Dafoe didn't disappear, after she had made my grandmother pregnant, he stuck around... even after their girls were born... John Dafoe molested my mother's sister in the cellar..."

They were all shocked, except for Lady Craven, who looked at her guests very seriously. "She was no more than 11 years old... on her birthday... one day, grandmother didn't take it anymore. So he chopped his head off with a shovel, and threw the body into the sea!"

Everyone was as quiet as they could be, only the twins sobbing silently. "Your friend is in the house, she has just gotten lost. We will find her in no time..." Patrick calmed down. All of the guests rushed back into their rooms. Patrick walked slowly towards her mother, past the crying twins and Troy who was holding her sister in his arms. "We mustn't go any further, they are on the verge of going mad."

"Calm down dear Patrick, remember your father, do what he would've done... get rid of the bitch that's causing this..."

"Father failed in that, remember?"

"Yes, Patrick... but you must succeed in what he failed in... she might come back, but we'll have enough time to deal with these people first."

Patrick nodded and gave his sisters a hug. As they stopped crying, he threw his coat on and rushed out of the door. Troy and Beth smiled as Patrick drove out of the yard, and turned to lady Craven.

"Patrick is out of the way, do your thing..." Lady Craven ordered, and they left the dining room. "Who knows, maybe Patrick will succeed... we'll finally get some peace..."

After spending the whole day in the same room with each other, the guests of the Craven mansion were getting nervous. It was full moon, and the rain seemed to be endless.

"What is this..." Alicia wondered. "It's the ghosts... it's gotta be the ghosts..." Jessica stuttered. "We have to calm down..." Penelope tried to calm everybody down, and made everyone feel a bit safe. "As long as we're together, nothing can happen to us... let's just get some sleep, maybe Heather will turn up?" She said and laid down on the floor. Everyone followed her example, and they all fell asleep into the upstairs lounge.

Just before midnight, Jessica sneaked into Heather's room. She looked around and opened up her closet. She glanced on the bed and saw Heather's red thong. She walked to the bed, took them into her hands and looked at them for a very long time. She suddenly pushed them against her face and took a long smell. She sighed and threw them on the bed again.

"Oh, Heather..." She collapsed on her bed and started crying. Suddenly she heard someone walk in and she quickly got up. "I was just looking for... any clues if she might..."

"Jessica... It's me..."

She recognized the voice and turned around. "Heather! You're here!" She rushed to her and gave her a hug. Heather started moving her hands down to Jessica's ass. "Heather... here? Now?" She asked. As she pulled away, Heather removed her shirt. "Right here... right now... I've never wanted you more..." Jessica immediately took off her top and revealed her braless chest. As Heather pushed his huge cleavage against Jessica's small nipples, Jessica tried to rip Heather's panties off, but there weren't any. Instead she squeezed her firm and round ass, making her kiss her more powerfully. She stuck her finger up Heather's ass, making her squirm and twitch. Heather got up and ripped Jessica's pants and panties off, revealing her sexy brown pubic hair. She lowered down and started to lick Jessica's clit... she smiled in ecstasy as Heather's tongue rubbed her clit hard, making her tanned skin shiver of pleasure. As she started nearing her orgasm, Heather lifted hear head up and grabbed Jessica's breasts. "Jessica, I want you to meet someone..."

"I'll meet anyone you want... just don't stop, I'm almost there..." She heard steps coming from the bathroom, nearing the bed, but as Heather continued her licking, she didn't look who it was. "Oh... oh yeah... oh, Heather! Ohhh!" She started to pant hysterically, just about to cum, when she felt a cock sliding down her throat. She tried to scream when she reached her orgasm, but the cock, sliding up and down in her throat was muting her completely. "Jessica, meet Theo..." Heather mumbled as she licked Jessica's juices off her pussy. The long cock was choking her, and she pulled it out of her mouth, making the guy disappear into thin air. "Theo, huh..."

She spread her pussy wide open as Heather moved up to let Jessica kiss her tits. "Fuck me, Theo!" In a burst of energy, the guy was there again, now sliding his long dick into the girl's pussy. Heather lifted her ass as high as she could get, and the guy started to lick her ass. "Oh yeah! That's it..." The guy was pounding Jessica's pussy like there was no tomorrow. Her pussy was wearing out quickly and the dick started to burn her pussy, but as she was sucking Heather's tits, she didn't care... Heather was back, and she tasted unbelievable. Jessica felt her pussy burning and it was really beginning to hurt, the guy was literally like a machine. Pumping the young girl with her pussy almost on fire, her juices weren't enough to lubricate the hole. The guy bit Heather's ass, and she was so excited that she came right there, flowing her juices on Jessica's pussy, wetting it some more. Jessica felt it and looked up at Heather. She had her eyes closed and she was panting loudly. "Look at me... please look at me..." Jessica begged Heather, moving her hands up to her face. "Please... look at me..." She cried out on the verge of an orgasm.

Suddenly Heather opened her eyes. Completely red, lifeless eyes, looking down at the terrified girl, and laughing at her, as she couldn't do anything about it anymore...

"No! No! Nooooo!" She shouted along with the undead corpse of Theodore Craven, who shot his load of cold lifeless sperm into Jessica's pussy, which made her cum, instantly. Heather collapsed on Jessica, with their breasts pushing against each other, with their wet pussies against each other.

As the sperm of the undead spread in Jessica's body, she felt more hornier than she'd ever be, but she just laid there, with Heather on her.

As the night passed by, and the clock stroke 3, Sandra woke up alone, in the upstairs lounge. "What the hell? Is this one of those dreams again?" She got up and walked down the hall, toward the stairs. She heard some noises from downstairs and looked over the rail. She saw someone walk toward the dining room, and she immediately ran after them. As she reached the dining room door, she heard all the commotion inside. It was everything, the girl singing, an inhumane voice growling, someone shouting for pain, someone shouting for pleasure. As she opened the door she was terrified. She saw everyone in the dining room. There was a coffin in one corner, Alicia laying on it, with a pale guy fucking her in the ass, she was laughing with Maria and Amber riding her back, looking like about to come, in her hand was Troy's cock, she was stroking it for more sperm, with her bloodred eyes. As Sandra tried to look somewhere else, she saw Jessica and Heather, on top of each other, with a pale guy fucking Jessica and licking Heather's ass. Sandra was horrified she tried to run away from the dining room, but her way was blocked by Winona, who was giving head to Beth. As Sandra turned around again, she saw Beverley on the table, getting fucked both ways, up the ass and in her pussy. She was screaming all the way with those red eyes shining from her head. When he rushed out of the door, not looking anywhere, she stopped just before the hall where the exit was...

"No... this isn't happening..." She kept repeating, as she saw a 11-year old girl getting molested by an old man with a beard, with lady Craven laughing behind him, with a shovel in her hand. She ran back upstairs, back to the lounge. "I'm dreaming... gotta wake up... I gotta wake up!" She screamed and everything suddenly became silent. She opened her eyes and slowly looked at the fireplace. It was Patrick, fucking Penelope in the ass, her eyes were still normal, begging for help. "Sandra! Help me, please!" Patrick grunted and started to yell. "Please! There's no time!" Sandra froze and watched as Patrick shot his load right into Penelope, filling her with sperm, some of it even flowing out of her mouth. They collapsed on each other in front of the fireplace. Sandra dropped on the floor, sitting there watching the sperm drip out of Penelope's mouth.

She couldn't keep the pain inside anymore. She started to cry, tears flowing on the floor. She heard steps coming from the hall, but she was too afraid to look. "Please... please don't touch me... please..." She cried, not looking at the character standing there, in an empty room, with only the fireplace and the carpet. "I have to hand it to you, you're awesome..."

Sandra recognized that voice, she had heard it before, in the hallway, that morning. "You're... that girl..."

The girl smiled as she kneeled down to wipe Sandra's tears away from her cheeks. "The only thing, that's kept you going here... was fear." Natalie Portman said as she lifted Sandra up from the floor. She didn't let go of her after she got the hold of her. "You're not afraid anymore, that's good." She said and pushed herself against Sandra. "What is this place?" Sandra asked as Nat started to kiss her neck. "It's a dollhouse I like to play with... I like playing with things..." As she started getting Sandra hot, the woman quickly pulled herself away from her. Nat sighed of disappointment. "OK, what's wrong? You won! You're the last one! Now, let's fuck..." Sandra looked at her, and looked around. "Where are the others?" Nat shook her head and removed her jacket. "They're fine, you're just a part of the system now..."

"What system?" Asked Sandra. Nat smiled evilly. "Mine!"

In the snap of her fingers, the three undead arrived. "Sandra, meet Theo, Thad and Arthur!" Sandra looked at the pale walking corpses horrified. "OK, so their names are crappy, who cares? They fuck like there's no tomorrow, well... there isn't exactly a tomorrow for them..."

Sandra looked at Nat, looking a bit confused. "You want me to fuck these freaks?"

"Well yeah! Don't worry, I'll help."

Sandra shook her head and tried to run away, but the corpses stopped her and ripped her clothes off. As Nat removed the last pieces of clothing on her, Sandra was trembling of fear. "If you relax, there's nothing better in the world... but if you resist, there's nothing worse in the world, your choice." Nat whispered into Sandra's ear. Sandra looked at the red eyed ghouls for a moment, and then looked at Nat, who was smiling, who couldn't wait for Sandra's answer.

Sandra sighed and reached her hand out. "Excellent choice!" Nat shouted as Sandra found herself on fours with a normal looking guy under her, behind her and in front of her. Natalie watching next to her, rubbing her clit. The show began, the three huge cocks were pushed into her at the same time, making her shiver and tremble. She was first in enormous amount of pain, but after a few pushes, the feeling was incredible. Nat laughed as Sandra started to really suck the cock with pleasure, Nat's clit was swollen and wet, with Sandra fucking three guys right in front of her, made her laugh of all the orgasms. The cock in her ass was roughly pushing itself deeper and deeper, making her rectum almost numb, as the cock in her pussy, had just hit the g-spot making Sandra almost faint of the orgasmic feeling. The guy in front of her grabbed her head and furiously started pumping his cock insider Sandra's throat. Sandra sucked it with everything she got and the hot sperm shot right into her stomach. As the guy dissolved in front of her, Nat stepped in, looking like she's about to cum. "Come on! Suck my clit, now!" She screamed, with Sandra almost sucking it off the girl, the giant orgasm wet her face, her breasts and her shoulders. "Oh my god! Keep that up..." Nat panted as she drove her hands through Sandra's hair. Sandra's own orgasms were making her so weak, that she even couldn't resist if she wanted to, but she didn't want to. The cock in her pussy was ruining her insides completely. The pounding was so intense that Sandra's ass started to blush. As if the cock in her ass wasn't enough already. It was running on pure adrenaline, pounding deep into the gorgeous ass, Sandra's ass was already numb, but she could still feel the pleasure it made her. Finally the guy behind her started to yell and furiously pushing the last pushes. Nat quickly dropped on the ground and opened Sandra's mouth along with hers. The guy let out a violent shout and his sperm filled Sandra, right from her ass to her mouth. Nat sucked almost all of it into herself, looking inhumanely horny. "Taste's good, doesn't it?" She said right before she gave a long french-kiss to Sandra. The only guy left was under her, fucking her like a maniac, still pounding her g-spot, making her moan and groan. The guy started to pant, and he grabbed a strong hold of Sandra's hips. "Are you ready?" Nat asked.

"Yes! Yes! Yeeeess!" She screamed as the guy shot the last load of sperm in her pussy, and making Sandra cum right there.

Suddenly they were all alone in the upstairs lounge. As Nat started to dress, Sandra tried to get up. "You'll get used to it, I got used to it in a while too, well... in about 900 years..." Sandra looked at the girl who walked toward the stairs fully dressed, and after laying there for a few minutes, got dressed and went after her.

Everyone was in the hall. "Sandra! There you are!" Winona shouted. Sandra walked to them and her coat was handed out to her. "What a week, huh?" Said Beverley.

"Yeah... what a week..."

As Michelle Trachtenberg got a break from her duties as an actress, her other duties weren't that closed out. She had been meeting up with her co-star, Sarah Michelle Gellar for a long time. These meetings were more than just talking and shopping, this was more like an affair than a friendship. But there was one more thing that was connecting the two, although Michelle didn't know about it, Sarah was completely aware of the fact that they both had the same lover. One day, Michelle and Sarah were having a drink in a local café.

"Anyways, that's about it... nothing much happening." Michelle explained. "Same here, but no work, all play make Sarah very happy girl."

Michelle agreed and finished her drink. "So... are you coming around tomorrow?" Sarah asked suggestively. "I don't know... maybe... well yeah." Smiled Michelle. "Is noon OK? My boyfriend's out of town again." Sarah said as she rubbed Michelle's leg with hers. "Yeah... noon's good..." At that second, thunder roared and it started to rain. Everyone rushed inside the café to flee the rough drops of water. "You don't happen to have an umbrella do you?" Michelle asked Sarah, who replied very simply. "No..."

They quickly ordered a cab in front of the café, unfortunately they weren't fast enough to completely avoid the water. As they jumped into the cab, and headed toward Michelle's apartment, they were soaking wet. Their tops almost completely transparent, especially bad for Sarah, who had no bra on. Her nipples were shining right through the light blue top. The driver kept on glancing at the girl as he drove around, trying to make to trip longer.

"The driver's checking my breasts..." Sarah whispered into Michelle's ear. She looked at them, and almost burst out in laughter. "Holy shit! You should've worn..."

"A bra, I know..."

As they ran into a traffic jam, the water looked like it wanted to flood the whole city. Sarah was getting tired of the driver checking her out, and tried to figure out a way to cover her chest, without grabbing them with her hands. "'You have anything to cover me up?" She whispered to Michelle who was watching her at least with the same enthusiasm as the driver. "... Yeah, I have something to cover it up with..." Replied Michelle. "Thank god..." Sarah thought. She was a bit surprised as Michelle lifted her top off and softly kissed her nipple. Sarah tried to push her away and pulled her top down. "Michelle, the driver..." She whispered in a very small voice. "That's not a problem..."

"Hey driver-guy!" She said in a loud voice. The driver quickly locked his eyes to the girl he was looking from the mirror. "Do you have a problem with girls making out in the backseat?" The driver shook his head nervously. Michelle smiled and removed Sarah's top completely. "See? No problem..."

As she continued to suck Sarah's breasts, Sarah started to get the hang of it, and she ripped Michelle's top right off, along with her bra. She started to rub them and Michelle started to lower her face, unzipping Sarah's jeans and discovering no underwear. She moved her tongue slowly along the soft and smooth skin, toward the crack... As Sarah felt Michelle reaching her clit, she grabbed Michelle's breasts hard, making her squeal. Sarah quickly pulled her jeans down completely, making it easier for Michelle to work her tongue inside her. Sarah wanted to make Michelle feel at least as good as she was, so she ripped her pants down violently, doing the same to her red panties. She stuck her finger into the wet girl, her small horny cunt sucking her finger, like she was sucking Sarah's clit. As Sarah started to approach her orgasm, Michelle was sliding one of her fingers to Sarah's ass. "You like that don't you? You like that?"

"Yes... oh god, yes!" Sarah panted as her hand slapped Michelle's ass while fingering her. Her fingering got so intense that Michelle's red cunt was gonna get it before Sarah's. Michelle started to move her finger in Sarah's ass faster and faster, at the same time picking up her pace in licking her clit. Sarah was there, her juices were flowing into Michelle's mouth, filling it and some of it dripping on the floor of the cab. Michelle let out a yell as Sarah's finger made her cum, most of the cum flowing down on the seat.

As they tried to catch their breath, the driver coughed a bit and they looked around. "Oh, how much is that?"

They had already reached Michelle's apartment, she kissed Sarah goodbye and couldn't wait for tomorrow.

As the night passed by and morning came, Michelle was already done with her clothes and her make-up. She had also shaved herself, since Sarah was shaving herself because of Michelle, she wanted to give something back. As she left her house, she decided to walk, instead of taking a cab. She was two hours early and didn't want to risk anyone seeing her, that would create a media explosion size of Texas. She was walking through the more quiet parts of LA, both Sarah and Michelle lived in the parts that didn't have much traffic, something green and less paparazzis. Although these areas had some minuses, such as there wasn't always someone on the street, so getting mugged was likely. Only muggers weren't the problem, there were the occasional... bad apples.

Michelle was grabbed by her mouth and was pulled into the bushes in a park. As Michelle saw who it was she calmed down. "Dammit, Damon! You're always grabbing me every time you see me!"

"Thanks, I try..." Said Damon. Michelle looked at him for a sec, and kissed him, making him fall on his back on the ground, with Michelle on top of her. "I'm heading over to a friend's place... you shouldn't jump on people like that." She said as she removed her jacket. "Yeah?" Damon said as he moved his hands down to Michelle's butt. "Right here?" Michelle asked with glowing eyes and lips. "Do you have anything else?" Asked Damon as he unzipped his jeans. "What if someone sees us?"

"Who gives a fuck?" He said as he pulled Michelle down to kiss her pink lips. Damon lifted up Michelle's black mini-skirt, revealing her bare ass and cunt. He looked at Michelle and dug up his rockhard cock, setting it on Michelle's shaved pussy. As he slowly pushed his cock into the burning hot cunt, Michelle removed her top along with her bra. "Where exactly were you going?" Damon asked as he pushed himself deep into the girl, and Michelle started to move up and down. "I told you... just a friend's house..." She bit her lower lip and started to pinch her nipples. "Over a friend's house, without any panties... I'm not buying..." She started to move her ass around, still moving up and down, slapping it against Damon's balls. Her bald pussy, tickled by Damon's pubic hair, she was only turned on by the feeling of uncomfortability. "You were heading over to Sarah's place, right?" He said as he picked up his pace, making a squishing noise fucking Michelle's wet pussy. "How'd you know..." She groaned as she bent her body back, her hard nipples reaching toward the sky.

"Because I fucked her..." Michelle suddenly tried to get up, but Damon grabbed her hips, making it impossible for her to get up. "For months now, but most recently in your apartment, right after we fucked for the first time..." Michelle looked shocked, but even more turned on. She leaned over, with her hands against the ground, her angry eyes staring at Damon's eyes. "How'd you do it?" She said as she started to violently move her ass back and forth. "Right... in the shower... just like us... up her pussy... up her ass..." Michelle's breathing got even more tense, as her orgasm was closing in, as Damon moved his hands on her ass, that seemed to be trying to rip Damon's cock off. Michelle started to groan violently, Damon grinning as Michelle's juices were flowing on his cock. He pulled Michelle up and turned her around. Michelle reached down and set Damon's cock between her buttocks. Damon quickly pulled her against him, as far as his cock sank into the girl's rectum. She didn't even grin as the cock slid in and out of her, as she had already felt it before, and her juices were covering the thing, making it slide in easily. Damon felt Michelle's tight little ass starting to cramp up, making him fuck it even harder, the walls of her rectum squeezing against his cock, trying to make it shoot it's load inside her.

Michelle started moving her ass gently back and forth, with Damon lifting her up and down making them both feel like they were both cumming right there. Damon was feeling his sperm gathering up, almost ready to fill the girl, but Michelle didn't want it yet. She got up and sat on Damon's stomach, starting to jerk his cock. It controlled Damon's cock enough to stop it from cumming, but Michelle roughly sat on his cock again, putting it almost into the same situation. She started slapping her ass against Damon, making him moan and grin, as Michelle started to cum, Damon took a hold of her ass and pumped it with all he had, shouting like a maniac as the hot sperm filled Michelle's small ass.

As she got up, the sperm escaped her ass, flowing down her legs as she fixed her skirt, and put her bra and top on. "You never told me, were you going there to fuck her?" Asked Damon as he zipped up his jeans. Michelle stopped and turned around. "Yeah, and I'm still going to..."

She walked away, leaving Damon on the ground. As she walked to Sarah's apartment, she thought about what Damon said. Actually she wasn't a bit surprised that Sarah had multiple lovers, she seemed to always be hornier than a whole bar of men. Whether it was time, or quality, she needed more than two, her boyfriend and Michelle, and now Damon... When she reached the door, she looked at her watch. She was about an hour early, luckily that session with Damon hadn't worn her out completely, she still had something to go with. She thought before ringing the doorbell, maybe she had even more lovers? Maybe there was one inside right now? Or maybe two? She just opened the door and walked in. She heard Sarah moaning upstairs, she sounded like she was about to cum. Michelle walked upstairs, trying not to make much noise. As she peeked through the crack of the bedroom door, she saw Sarah, lying on the bed with a vibrator deep inside her. Michelle was kind of relieved, Sarah didn't probably have any more lovers, if she was lying alone on her bed, masturbating. She opened the door and walked to her, removing her clothes, finally standing in front of her, completely naked, watching as the vibrator made her cum three times. As Sarah opened her eyes, she saw Michelle in front of her, fingering herself. "You're early..." She panted, removing the vibrator from her pussy. Michelle smiled and climbed on top of her, still moving up, setting her ass on Sarah's mouth, she starting to lick it. She recognized the taste and Michelle backed away to kiss her. As the kiss ended, Sarah looked at her, looking puzzled. "He told you?"

"To put it mildly... yeah, he told me." Michelle said as she moved her hand down to Sarah's pussy. "Are you mad?" She asked as Michelle started to finger her. "No... I just think you should have told me..." Sarah reached down and started to rub Michelle's bare pussy. "If you want to know everything about my lovers, you need to come with me to a certain place."

"What place?" Michelle asked as she lowered down and grabbed one of Sarah's dildos. "It's a big place, near the ocean... on a... cliff..." She moaned as Michelle stuck the dildo farther into her pussy. She started to groan as the huge thing went inside her, with Michelle starting to lick her clit at the same time. Sarah turned on her stomach and handed the strap-on dildo to Michelle. As she put it on, she pulled out the dildo in Sarah's pussy and pushed the strap-on in there to moist it a bit. As she se it between Sarah's round and sweaty buttocks, she felt the small knob rubbing her clit, the more roughly she'd fuck her, the more they both would come. With one swift push the dildo was in Sarah's butt. Sarah moaning like she had a huge cock up her ass, Michelle starting to pump her butt, slapping against her ass. At times she would push it as deep as she could, and rub her hairless pussy against Sarah's sweaty ass. Sarah enjoyed that so much, that she came on the bed when the dildo pushed against her insides, and Michelle rubbing herself against her. As Michelle started to pant hard, she grabbed Sarah's ass, starting to pump as hard as she could. Sarah locking her there with her legs, with the dildo probing in her ass, and Michelle groaning as her juices escaped her burning hot pussy.

She fell on Sarah with the dildo in her ass, and their sweat and cum mixing on the bed.

"When?"

"Soon... I'll take you there soon..."

On a rather interesting day in Scotland, interesting for the sunny weather, four cars pulled over to the yard of a mansion. As the ladies got out from their cars, their drivers immediately pulled out, leaving them standing in front of the huge mansion, standing strong on a cliff next to the ocean. As the butler opened the main door, each one walked inside, without saying a word. This was almost a tradition in the mansion of the Cravens. All six women were known from somewhere, mostly from movies or from TV.

Sarah Michelle Gellar, who arrived in the same car with her co-star Michelle Trachtenberg, Jessica Alba, Claire Danes and Kirsten Dunst, escorted by Natalie Portman. As their jackets were taken by the butler, they proceeded down the hall, with Natalie leading them into the garden.

"You all made it? Wonderful!" Patrick acknowledged as he met them in the center of the garden.

He greeted everyone with a gentle kiss on the cheek and guided them deeper into the garden. It was completely inside a large glass dome, multiplying the effect of the sun. As they sat down on the chairs next to a swimming pool, the butler served them drinks.

"On behalf of my mother, I must apologize that she wasn't able to be here today, she had some business in the Far East that she needed to take care of, unfortunately she also required the assistance of my younger sisters, leaving behind myself, Beth and Troy."

"Well, I think we can manage the house, as we'll be staying here for a while, right?" Nat asked the rest of the group, that nodded as an answer. "Good, now as the weather is being gracious to us, why don't we go for a relaxing swim?"

As everyone except Nat were lead into their rooms, she stayed to discuss with Patrick.

"So? Anyone you like this time?" She asked as Patrick started to remove his clothes. "Well... looks pretty standard to me, Sarah brought Michelle, you brought Kirsten, but what's bothering me is that I don't remember inviting Jessica or Claire to join us..."

"Is that a problem? I thought that six heads are better than four..." Nat said as she started to remove her clothes too. "No... but next time inform me about any changes in the guest list, I don't want what happened on thanksgiving recur..."

"We'll deal with it, and don't worry..." She said as she pushed herself against Patrick. "No more miss-goody-two-shoes in the group this time, they're all under our influence..." She slid down licking Patrick's body on her way down. "Nat, there are people coming to swim here..."

She pulled Patrick's bathingsuit on him and looked like a big question mark. "What? I was putting on your bathingsuit!"

The sun just kept burning the dome, making it hotter than California in mid-summer. Even through the dome, the girls were all getting a nice tan.

"So, what do you think?" Sarah asked Michelle, who was laying by the pool. "It's OK, you know, for a cold country..."

"It IS weird... last time I was here it was raining like there was no tomorrow... hell, I was like no tomorrow too..."

"Huh?" Michelle looked at her with a questioning look on her face. "Oops... nothing."

The butler brought new drinks to Claire and Jessica. "Why do you think she invited us along?" Claire asked as she started on her cider. "Well... I've heard rumors that this place is..." Jessica looked around that Patrick wouldn't hear. "Some kind of a sexual palace." She whispered into Claire's ear. "What? Oh, come on! There's a 16-year old with us, Sarah wouldn't bring her along for something like that."

"Unless she's already a part of them, and is already screwing."

"Right, you've been hearing wrong things... besides, if she was that far gone, how would Sarah know?" Claire asked, and Jessica looked at her, giving the answer with her eyes. "No way... if this is that kind of place, I ain't staying... I don't play that kind of stuff..."

Jessica smiled and laid next to Claire, who was a bit frightened. "You've never made out with a girl?" She asked as she laid her hand on Claire's back. Claire looked at her. "No, and I never will... cut it out." Jessica giggled and kept staring at Claire. She glanced at Jessica and turned her face away. "Don't ruin it for the rest of us..." Jessica whispered into her ear and slapped Claire's ass playfully.

"OK, let me make this clear..." She turned her face to Jessica who listened very carefully. "I've fucked... dozens of men, in hundreds of positions..." She said as she moved her head closer to Jessica's who started to breathe heavily. "I've taken it everywhere... in my pussy, in my ass, in my mouth, between my breasts... my record is six guys at the same time..." She moved her lips to less than an inch from Jessica's, who closed her eyes, being so turned on. "I've thought about being with a girl... what it would be like... kissing those shiny lips... caressing that soft skin all over... sucking her hard nipples... sticking my finger up her juicy, warm..." As Claire whispered those words, Jessica was about to cum, secretly rubbing her crotch, with no one seeing it. "... But I'm just not gonna." She smiled as she pulled away from Jessica and turned around to get some tan on her frontal. "Don't tease..."

Beth, Troy and Patrick were watching the girls very closely, Sarah and Michelle laughing, Jessica making her moves on Claire, Natalie and Kirsten laying next to each other.

"It seems that Claire isn't very fond of a woman's touch..." Beth pointed out. "Really? Are you sure?" Patrick asked and Beth nodded.

"Natalie was wrong then, I don't have the time to take care of that, my hands are full with Michelle and Kirsten..."

"I thought Nat had Kirsten under control." Troy said as he took a sip from his glass. "She has, but it's always good to make sure... can you guys handle Jessica and our reluctant Claire?" Troy and Beth nodded.

After an hour or so, the guests started to retreat to their rooms, getting ready for dinner. Sarah and Michelle remained, to get a bit more tan... if that's what they like to call it...

Both were laying on the floor, kissing and groping each other. The dome getting hotter by the minute made them sweat like horses. As Michelle who was on top of Sarah broke the kiss, she removed her top and Sarah lifted her hands from the girl's back to her breasts, starting to rub the hard nipples in the middle of them. Michelle removed the rest of her bikini too, revealing her young shaven cunt, all swollen and reddish. Sarah pulled herself up and removed her bikini. There they were, both girls kissing each other, with their sweaty bodies rubbing against each other, with Michelle's hands trying to invade Sarah's pussy, while she made it hard for her by pressing thighs together. Sarah's hands concentrating on keeping Michelle on top of her, pulling the girl against her body. Their breasts were in perfect places, Michelle's breasts a bit higher than Sarah's, she felt Sarah's nipples rubbing hers from below. Michelle's a bit small, firm and perky tits, against her lover's big, soft but still stationary breasts, more upward, Michelle's shiny lips and her lusty tongue, searching inside Sarah's mouth, with strong gasps escaping their mouths.

"What if someone sees us?" Michelle asked, as she stopped for a second. "I don't really give a shit..." Said Sarah, and got up from the floor. She slowly slid into the pool, starting to stretch herself, spreading her legs wide open, flashing her insides to Michelle who sat beside the pool, with her legs in the water. She slid her hand down her body and pushed a finger inside herself. Sarah swam to her and spread Michelle's legs. "Let me get that for you..."

Michelle removed her finger and Sarah pulled the girl closer, licking her inner thigh on the way inside her. Michelle gasped as Sarah's tongue started to move deeper into her, rubbing her clit at the same time. Michelle closed her eyes and laid back, Sarah's hands reaching for her breasts, rubbing the nipples and her tongue licking Michelle clean. She started to near her orgasm, just a few more seconds... then she felt someone's cock rubbing her breasts. She immediately opened her eyes and saw Patrick on her, squeezing Michelle's breasts around his cock. At first she tried to break free, pulling herself away from Sarah and Patrick. "Something wrong?" Asked Patrick. The girl looked at him, clearly stunned. "Don't tell me you brought a kid along." Patrick said to Sarah. "Come on Michelle, you've done worse, right?"

Michelle looked at Sarah, still a bit confused. Sarah walked behind her and put her arms around her. "Do you know what he can do? He's far more than a simple human... much better than Damon..."

Patrick closed in on the girls, with his rock-hard cock pointing at Michelle's cunt. "Do you want to join the big girls? You need to do..." Patrick didn't even get to finish his sentence when Michelle lowered down and took his cock in her mouth. Sarah smiled at Patrick, tempting to say 'I told you so'. She knew exactly where her limits were, since Damon had made it very clear to her what they had done together. Hence, the possibilities were limitless. Michelle's lips were like glued on Patrick's cock, she just used her tongue and cheeks to make him moan, sucking it and moving her tongue against it. Patrick ripped her head away from his cock and with one thrust he shoved it deep into Michelle's throat. He grabbed her head and started to fuck the girl's head. Michelle's slob covered Patrick's cock, her breathing was nothing but snorting, Patrick didn't take the cock out for a second. Sarah was rubbing her clit against Michelle's head, rocking in Patrick's pace. "Oh yeah... faster..." She moaned as Patrick started to speed up. Michelle started to gag, the cock was moving in her pretty little mouth faster than she'd ever been fucked. "Oh... want some more? You want more, you little bitch?" Patrick moaned and Michelle kept nodding, taking it deeper and deeper into her throat. Her cheeks were completely red now, cold sweat running down them. Sarah's rocking became intense, and Patrick grabbed her legs, pulling them over Michelle's shoulders, making Sarah's clit press against the girl's hair. Patrick took a strong hold of Sarah's buttocks, almost crushing Michelle's head between himself and Sarah's cunt. Sarah started to shiver and pant violently. Patrick wanted to cum at the same time, so he fucked the girl's warm and slobby mouth with all he had. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah! You're a horny little bitch, aren't you?" He groaned as Sarah grinned and let out a scream. "Mmmhhmm..." Murmured Michelle, as Patrick started to growl. "Yeah! Oh yeah! You fucking bitch! Suck it you fucking whore!" He growled as he pushed the last shoves into Michelle's pretty face. Sarah came right on Michelle's hair, her juices wetting them completely, with Patrick yelling in front of her, with his veiny cock shooting a load of hot semen into the girl's throat.

As Patrick and Sarah pulled away, Michelle swallowed the rest of the sperm that was in her mouth and got up, looking angry. He grabbed Patrick by the balls and squeezed real hard, making him growl more. "Michelle! Stop!" Sarah shouted and tried to break Patrick free from Michelle's grasp, but didn't dare to. Michelle pulled Patrick to her face by the neck, looking at him with fury.

"Never call me that... or you can kiss these goodbye!" She said and let go, leaving Patrick and Sarah there, looking stunned, while she put on her bikini and headed to her room.

Patrick glanced at his cock and saw bitemarks, he must've not felt them if Michelle had bitten him just when he came. "Holy shit, are you OK?" Sarah asked and took a closer look. "That's a tough kid... almost as tough as Nat..."

Sarah got up, looking ashamed. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought her here... I thought that this place would need something extreme, she can be rough at times..." Patrick laughed and put his clothes on. "No, I think this is good... has she met Nat yet?"

Sarah shook her head. "No, I don't think so... any more than seen her here."

"Well, the kid's got talent, don't you think?"

"Oh... yeah..."

Two days passed, everything seemed to be going well. Kirsten was ready for the initiation, along with Jessica, who was like hot lava most of the time and Michelle had already calmed down. Unfortunately it started to seem that Claire wasn't going to play along, making it very clear that she wasn't going to touch a woman like that...

"How many times do I have to tell you? I am not telling you if your ass looks hot in that dress!" Claire yelled at Jessica from the bathroom. "Hey, wait a sec! This isn't lesbianism, this is telling your friend if her... round, firm and tight... ass, looks hot!" She replied to Claire, looking at her ass from the mirror. Claire came out of the bathroom, all ready for the grand tour of the mansion. Michelle, Kirsten, Jessica and Claire had decided to take a more closer look at the mansion when Sarah, Nat and the Cravens were sleeping. It was full moon and the sea was calm, the girls gathered down into the 1st floor lounge.

"So, everybody ready?" Asked Kirsten as she arrived on scene, where the rest were waiting. "Yeah, it's weird though... Nat wasn't in her room." Said Jessica.

"Neither was Sarah, if someone sees us, we can say that we were looking for them, right?" Michelle suggested and everybody agreed. While walking down to a hall where the statues of old gods were placed, they heard a voice.

"You hear that?" Jessica asked. "Sounds like... I don't know, what makes sounds like that?" Figured Kirsten. The sound seemed to come out of the rug. Kirsten pulled the carpet away, revealing a hatch.

"OK, I'm not sure we should be doing this, let's go wake Patrick up." Said Michelle and backed away. "And tell him what? We just happened to pull the rug away from the hatch? Let's go and see..." Kirsten opened the small door, and descended down the stairs. Not wanting to stay behind, the rest followed. The hallway was cold and dark, they didn't see anything, but still they kept walking.

"Holy shit, something just groped my crotch..." Claire startled, almost hitting her head on the ceiling. "Hey, wait a sec..."

"Jessica! If you do that one more time, I'll rip out your spine and crush it into pieces!" Claire shouted.

"Umm... Claire?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm about two yards ahead of you..."

They all stopped. "You're the last one in the line." Said Michelle. "Then what the fuck..."

They heard a loud growl and the screaming started and it wouldn't stop. They ran down the tunnel screaming, finally arriving into a cavern with burning torches and candles. "Is it following us?" Jessica gasped. They looked at the dark tunnel for a long while, but nothing seemed to be moving inside. As they examined the cavern a bit more, they came to realize that they didn't even know from what tunnel they came from.

"OK... we're in deep shit now, which tunnel is the right one?" Asked Michelle.

Eight tunnels, all alike. "Well... I suppose they're not that long, split up and yell when you find the way out." Kirsten suggested. "Are you shitting me? What about that thing in the tunnel?" Claire yelled.

"Are you sure you felt someone there?" Asked Jessica. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure. It was a hand, I'm sure of it..."

"A human? With that kind of growling? I don't think so..." Thought Michelle. "Anyway, we need to find a way out before they catch us, this isn't exactly easy to explain." Said Kirsten and they all split up.

Next morning, Patrick was walking around the house, looking for any intelligent lifeforms. "James, have you seen any of our guests today?" He asked the butler. "No sir, I thought that miss Portman informed you of their little expedition in the catacombs."

"Oh no... are Beth and Troy down there too?"

"Yes sir, they are. Now if you'll excuse me..." The butler headed for the kitchen. Patrick ran down to the entrance to the catacombs.

Midnight, Claire was dragging herself along the tunnels, cold, hungry and tired. They had all been there for 24 hours now, the tunnels seemed to lead into identical caverns. She fell on the ground, coughing and worn out.

"Well... wouldn't hurt to try..." She moaned to herself. "HELP! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?" She yelled, with all she had, but the sound didn't even echo. "Am I gonna die here? That's a little pathetic..."

She got up, leaning on the wall, dragging herself further into the tunnel. Her clothes were sweaty and full of dirt, her eyes were giving up on her.

"If I fall asleep here, I'll probably get ammonia or something, gotta keep moving..."

She fell on her face on the ground, her body couldn't move anymore. When she closed her eyes, she could feel a warm sensation on her head, like the sun, shining on her hair. She slowly opened her eyes to see what was there, she saw an open door, with light shining into the tunnel. She pulled herself up and slowly entered the room. She let out a sigh of relief as the warm breeze rejuvenated her body. She was in a room with a big bed, a warm spring steaming on the other side of the room. The lights were very bright, illuminating the whole room, but mostly she noticed that the door behind her disappeared right after she walked in. "The hell..."

She looked at the bed, then the spring. "... Fuck that, I'm too tired to think..."

She removed her shirt and her pants, she looked around to ensure that no one was there. After being sure that she was the only one there, and all the exits were gone, she removed her bra and panties too and slid into the spring. The warm water relaxed all her muscles, washing her whole body of all the dirt from the catacombs of every single crack in her body. As she felt relaxed enough, she got up from the spring and walked to the bed. She felt odd, like her muscles weren't as strong as they used to be. But she made it to the bed and laid down on her stomach on the silk sheets. "Mmmm... oh yeah, that's good..."

She slowly wriggled on the bed, rubbing the sheets against her whole body. Her cunt moistened and she started rubbing it against the sheets. "Mmmh... I'd kill for a guy right now..." Suddenly she felt something arising from the sheets, she slowly lifted herself on fours above the shape, as it slowly morphed into a man.

"Enjoying yourself?" Asked the man.

"Oh yeah, Troy... You've got a real nice place here..."

As Troy slowly jerked his hardening cock, Claire landed on him gently. "I've got you right where I want you..."

The tip of Troy's cock started to poke her cunt, Claire started to move her hips toward it, making it slide deep inside her warm and soft cunt. Claire set Troy's hand on her hips and started to move back and forth, slowly... "You like that? Do you like that, you fucker?" She whispered into his ear. Troy took a strong hold of her and started to pound his cock deeper into Claire. She grinned and groaned as Troy's cock poked her womb more deeper than anyone. Claire grabbed the sheets as she was almost flying off the bed while Troy was ravaging her insides. "Is it there? Answer me, bitch!"

"YES!" She shouted and she arched her back as her cunt cramped up and her juices started flowing. Troy reached down and dipped his fingers into Claire's juices and stuck them in her mouth. Claire sucked them clean, feeling like there were three cocks inside her. It felt like Troy's cock was getting bigger and bigger. Her cunt was full and Troy's cock kept growing. She felt like she was giving birth, the cock was rubbing all of her insides at the same time, she thought that there was only one thing missing from this... but not for long.

She felt a cock intruding her ass, she was about to look to whom it belonged to, but Troy stopped her, pulling her face to his. "Just a friend, it's a surprise."

Her ass started shivering every time the cock poked the back of her rectum, she groaned and let out a small scream. After a while she felt it starting to go much deeper, rubbing her much deeper by every push. Hands started to slap her ass and grope it hard. "Do you like it in the ass, little girl?" The male voice behind her groaned. "Oh yeah!" She moaned. "How much?" The voice said as the pounding became faster. "Oh yes... yes... YES... YESS!" She groaned as she felt like the cock was coming out of her mouth. Troy started to growl and he grabbed Claire's breasts and started to rip them violently. Claire felt that Troy was cumming, and she pushed her nails deep into his skin. The load was huge, it filled her womb completely, hot semen gushing out of her cunt, while the cock in her ass was almost done too. The male voice panted and moaned, ripping Claire's ass against the cock. Claire contracted her white little ass, trying to make the voice scream, but it didn't. The wet sounds of fucking became intense and the cock in Claire's hot ass tensed up. "FUCK MY ASS! SHOOT YOUR SPERM INSIDE!" Claire screamed, waiting for the sperm to fill her. The male voice behind her started to become weird, it was changing into female. "FUCK YEAH!" The voice shouted and the hot liquid ran up Claire's rectum through her whole body up to her throat, making her cough. Claire felt long nails almost penetrating her skin on her ass. She tasted the stuff from her mouth... it wasn't sperm. She rolled around and jumped off the bed.

"What the fuck is going on?" She yelled as she looked at the woman with a strap on dildo that had cuntjuices squirting out of the tip. Claire backed into the corner as Beth and Troy got off the bed.

"Ahh... thank you, that was refreshing." Beth sighed as she ripped the dildo off her. "This isn't happening... this can't be happening..." Claire kept repeating as she squeezed herself into the corner, as small as she could get, quivering of fear and confusion. As she felt the warm subside, the cold and dampness snapped her out of it. As she looked around, all she saw was one of the empty caverns. She was still completely naked, with Beth's fluids in her body and her clothes were beside her. She quickly got dressed and looked around once more, before venturing into the catacombs once again.

Patrick was heading for the end of the catacombs, the altar that was used to summon up spirits of the dead. He heard something from behind the rusty iron gate, a fast squirting sound...

As he slowly opened the door, she saw Kirsten laying on the altar, fingering herself aggressively. She was laying on a big puddle of cuntjuice, panting with a high-pitched voice, groping herself hysterically. As Patrick figured what was going on, he entered the room and slammed the gate shut and locked it. He removed his clothes and approached the girl. She was covered in sweat and cuntjuice, her blonde pubic hair was almost burning, along with her dark red pussy.

"Been here long?" Asked Patrick as he started to caress the girl's tummy. Kirsten didn't open her eyes, she kept panting and fingering herself... but after a while, she stopped her panting to let out a few words...

"She's ready Patrick! I want it now... she needs it now... Take me, Patrick!" Her voice was like two different persons, talking with two different voices, Patrick knew what was going on and he lifted up Kirsten's legs and landed his hardening cock on her pubic hair. Kirsten started to laugh, her voice changing from one to another, two persons inside one.

"Oh, Kiki... you feel so good... I never knew you were like this..."

Patrick pressed his balls against the girl's cunt, as she experienced an another orgasm, that gave Patrick's cock the boost he needed to get his cock as hard as it could get. He was about to push it into Kirsten's burning cunt, but she grabbed it into her hand.

"This time... in this order..."

She lifted her hips higher from the cold altar, spreading her buttocks for Patrick's cock. He pushed the tip in and grabbed Kirsten's butt, letting her finger herself, or who ever was fingering her...

"Oh, Patrick... push it in..."

He went in slowly, all the way where his cock could get. Kirsten quivered and stuck her finger into her pussy, while groping her chest.

"Oh, Kiki... holy shit, Nat... you're so good..."

Patrick pounded it deep inside the girl, her ass contracting on every push. He turned the girl on her stomach and pulled Kirsten up to him by her hair. Kirsten felt the cock almost crushing something inside her.

"Be careful... please..." She panted.

Kirsten's bare white ass was wriggling and starting to turn red. The altar started to heat up, changing color from light gray to blood red. Kirsten's juices were splashing under her as Patrick moved his cock inside Kirsten's round, smooth and reddish butt, her tight little rectum trying to squeeze everything out of Patrick. He pressed himself hard against Kirsten's asscheeks, squeezing them completely flat, trying to detain his orgasm. But he couldn't hold it.

"Nat... I'm gonna cum..." He groaned and Kirsten quickly pulled herself away, turned around and stuck Patrick's cock up her cunt. "Yyaaarrrggghhh!" He yelled as his sperm filled Kirsten's womb. Kirsten seemed to be trying to break away, but the other person inside her stopped her, starting to move Kirsten's ass back and forth on Patrick's cock. As Patrick felt that his load was inside Kirsten, he tried to pull away, but he couldn't. Kirsten's movement made him stay right under the girl, who was laughing loudly and tears running down her cheeks at the same time.

"Nat... stop now!" He panted as Kirsten kept increasing her pace, hardening Patrick inside her again.

"What's the matter, Patrick? Don't you feel good... Make it stop! Please!" Kirsten spoke out, as Patrick's moaning changed into yelling. The altar emitted a low hum, Kirsten felt one of her ovums conceiving...

"More, Patrick... she needs more!"

Suddenly someone started to pound on the gate.

"Natalie? Patrick? Is that you? I'm lost, please open the door!" Michelle yelled behind the gate.

"You'd better hurry! No! Stop! I'm gonna get..." Kirsten begged them to stop, but she felt Patrick's cock throbbing and Patrick let out a loud yell. The last semen that Patrick had inside him, filled Kirsten's womb. As that happened the altar shot out a burst of blue light, extracting Natalie from Kirsten's body. The light blasted Patrick and Nat against the wall, leaving Kirsten laying in the middle of the altar, with her stomach growing. Nat got up and walked to the altar, the blue light was filling Kirsten, and the spawn inside her got bigger and bigger. Patrick got up and looked at the altar with horror in his eyes. Michelle was pounding the gate and yelling, Kirsten's screaming continued and the light from the altar started to vanish. After a few hours, Michelle was sitting next to the gate, along with Claire who had found her way there too.

They heard the gate unlock and they immediately opened it. All they saw was the altar, a girl and a boy. The girl was wrapped into black silk sheets, her hair black as the shadow of a raven, eyes emerald green and tanned skin. The boy's hair was white, pale skin and deep blue eyes. As they walked into the altar, the girl whimpered a bit. They were both asleep, but still a bit conscious.

"This is freaking me out..." Said Claire as she kneeled down next to the girl.

Michelle looked at the boy, and glanced at the door.

"We can't leave them here, can we?"

They finally found the way out and put the children into Michelle's bed. As they started to look for anyone else, they ran into Patrick and Sarah at the stairs. They explained the situation and Patrick called the butler to take care of the children immediately.

"The catacombs under the house are longer than most highways in US, you're lucky to have survived out." Patrick explained as the butler went upstairs.

"What about the kids? Where did they come from?" Wondered Michelle. "I've no idea... we will keep them here with us for now, maybe they can tell us who they are when they wake up."

The rest had found their way out sooner, they were all sleeping. As it started to rain and almost all of the people in the house were sleeping, Michelle was still up, looking out of the window. Nat walked up to her, but she didn't react.

"I heard you in the cave..."

"So? You must know what's going on by now, right?"

Michelle turned to her looking upset, Nat looking back at her, very calmly. "I've seen dozens of them... they all come here..."

Nat slowly started to circle around the girl, caressing her neck at the same time. "They all want something... something that humans can't give them..." She pressed herself against Michelle's back. "Humans?" Asked Michelle.

"I can feel it in you... even the Cravens aren't enough for you..." She took a deep breath, inhaling Michelle's hair into her. "This is what they normally want... all this fluid running out of them..." Nat whispered into the girl's ear, referring to Sarah's juices that used to be on her hair. Nat wrapped her hands around Michelle, grabbing her breasts gently, pressing her hard nipples against her back. "I've never met someone like me before... your mere presence makes me think of things, even I wouldn't normally imagine..."

"What are you gonna do?" Asked Michelle, with no fear in her voice.

"Maybe you're what I've been looking for... maybe you can turn me into the same as these humans here... maybe I'll change you in the process too..." She whispered and lowered her hand toward Michelle's crotch. "I'm not like you... you're crazy!" Snapped Michelle, but didn't even try to get away form Nat's arms. "If you only knew what you're capable of... you'd feel the same way... I can show you if you want." Her finger reached Michelle's cunt, it was all wet and hot.

"... No..." She said calmly and pulled away.

Nat laughed. "See? This is what I'm saying! Any woman or man would have given themselves to me! They would have licked my pussy until they're dead! They would've killed thousands of people to finger it! Men would blow up their home country to stick their cock up my ass!"

"I don't want it like that..." Said Michelle in a low voice.

"Don't bullshit me, little girl! You love it when Damon almost rapes you! You love it when horny guys grope you at public places! You don't care if it's a woman or a man! You love the pain! You love the forbidden! You'd give up everything in your life to get that good fuck you've been looking for your natural fucking life!"

"Who's gonna give it to me? You?" Michelle smiled evilly.

Nat looked at her with fury in her eyes and calmed down. "Exactly... I'm the only one who can do it, Michelle... don't you see?"

She approached her, caressed her face with her hands and gave her a gentle kiss. "We're destined to screw each other to death..." She whispered as she kept kissing her face softly. Michelle lifted her hands up and put them around Natalie, she pulled her closer, making Nat move her hands to Michelle's shoulders. "Nat..." "Yes, Michelle?"

Michelle looked at Nat's green eyes, sinking her consciousness into Nat's head, suddenly pulling her back to reality. "I think... the final satisfaction... will come..." Nat stopped breathing to hear the answer she wanted to hear.

"... From a guy..."

This wasn't the right answer to Nat. "From a guy with a long... veiny... hard... cock... that can make me cum where ever he sticks it..."

Nat giggled and laid her forehead on Michelle's. "God, you're so naive... do you really think that a man can do that?"

"Your son can... the one who was laying on the altar..."

Nat stopped smiling and let go of Michelle. "That kid is Kirsten's, not mine."

"Come on... it might've been Kirsten who gave birth to them, but it was you and Patrick who actually made them."

Nat backed away from Michelle, who looked satisfied as she had scared Nat. "You might know about our plans, since you've got Patrick's sperm in your system... but I'll show you what happens if you're gonna fuck my son..."

After two days, one more car pulled over in front of the mansion. Natalie had called in a favor, from Eliza Dushku and Dominique Swain. The children had grown up to look like 15-year olds, but everyone in the house knew exactly that they were only a few days old. Since Jessica was still a bit out of the loop, she was kept out of the loop... in the cellar.

Eliza wasn't really big with her relationship with Sarah, so she decided to stay away from Eliza's way. Michelle and Nat were both watching the children drawing in the middle of the lounge. Nat had decided to make sure that Michelle understood what she was getting into, so Eliza was going to demonstrate. Dominique was to aid Troy in getting Jessica to like the new life she was about to have, but that wasn't until later...

Eliza approached the boy, who was drawing a picture. Michelle and Nat pulled back into the dark corner, to see what was going to happen. As Liz sat down next to the boy, they boy stopped drawing. "Do you know why I'm here?" Liz asked the boy who picked up the picture from the floor. The boy looked at her and handed over the picture. As Liz looked at the picture she was amused. "Just like your mother... been in pornography for long?"

The boy looked at her passively. Liz looked at him, feeling uncertain. "Tell me, little boy. What's your name?"

"... Jake..." The boy answered and his sister got up and left the room. "That was Crystal, we were born from the body of a mortal, but the conception was done by two non-human characters." Jake started to undress, Liz looking at the boy and starting to feel that Nat wasn't kidding. "What are you expecting to do here?" Liz laughed as Jake had no clothes on. "I can feel my mother, she wants to make certain facts clear..." Liz nodded, looking at the boy's small dick, but she had no choice, even if it wouldn't work out, she did owe Nat a great deal. Liz started to remove her clothes, Michelle and Nat watching from the corner.

"Are you serious? He acts like he was 8 or something! She's really gonna fuck him? Asked Michelle. "She's more special, dear Michelle... she's my boy..."

As Eliza removed the last of her clothes, her black lace panties, she didn't see any movement in the dick. "Are you sure you're capable of doing this?"

Jake nodded. Liz started to move her head closer to the his dick, as Jake laid his hands on Eliza's head. Liz kissed the tip of the dick, and set it into her mouth. Jake closed his eyes and started to move Eliza's head up and down. As a surprise, Liz did feel the dick growing really big, and quite rapidly. Liz started to rub the boy's balls, while moving her tongue around the hard dick in her mouth. Liz felt that the dick was filling her whole mouth, and pulled it out quickly. When she looked at it, it wasn't any bigger than boys that age had. "Don't be afraid... if you let go of the thought, you'll feel what normal women don't..."

Liz looked at him while stroking his dick. She let go and leaned back, spreading her legs for Jake. He jumped on Eliza and pushed his dick into the hot girl who felt the dick getting bigger again. Liz panted as the cock kept growing and growing while Jake slowly started to move it inside her. Eliza's womb was full, the dick was rubbing every part of her pussy, that was blasting out orgasms as the dick rubbed her g-spot. Liz grabbed his back and pulled him as close as she could get him, Jake's hips pushing himself into the extremely wet and tight pussy, Eliza's pubic hair getting wet of her juices and her ass almost on fire.

Michelle and Nat were fingering themselves on the corner, looking at the horny star, fucking a boy that hadn't been alive for even a week. "I can't stand it..." Michelle panted and removed her clothes. She walked up to Liz and laid herself under her, rubbing her clit against Eliza's back. She grabbed Eliza's breasts and started to knead them, while Eliza's whole body shivered from the pleasure given by the boy. Michelle reached down to Liz's ass and squeezed it, it was burning along with the pussy of the girl. She stuck a finger up it and started to probe it inside her. As Liz came again, her whole body turned red. "Fuck... fuck yeah... OHHH FUCK!" She moaned hysterically, with Michelle almost cumming behind her at that second. She could feel Jake's thrusts, it was almost like he was fucking both of them at the same time. "Fuck me, Jake! Fuck me harder!" She yelled as Jake kept furiously pounding the tight little pussy. Every push made Eliza's body shiver, that shivering spread into Michelle's clit... Her cunt was ready to explode. Jake was about to cum, he pulled his dick out of Eliza and slapped it between her breasts. Michelle wrapped them around it and Jake started to fuck. Liz kept staring at the tip of the dick, waiting for the sperm to gush out. As Michelle screamed in pleasure of her orgasm, Jake's hot sperm shot right onto Eliza's face and her breasts. Michelle felt her orgasm subside, but she felt something else... Eliza was cold. Cold like the dead. Jake got up and recovered from his orgasm.

Michelle looked at the boy, who looked quite calm and was ready for an another round. Nat walked to them and wiped some of Eliza's hair off her face. Her eyes were completely white and her body was stiffening.

"What did you do?" Asked Michelle.

Nat picked her up and headed toward the stairs, along with Jake. Michelle was shocked, was she really dead?

After a few hours, she went to check Eliza's room and she was laying on the bed. Dominique came out of the bathroom, brushing her teeth. "She's fine. Just a bit... pale." She gargled and went back into the bathroom. Michelle walked to Eliza and sat on the bed next to her. Dominique walk to them, drying her hair.

"So... I heard that you guys survived the maze?" She asked and Michelle nodded.

"I've heard a lot of stories, but this kid-thing... Nat really surpassed herself this time." Dominique laughed as she laid down on her bed. Michelle glanced at Eliza, looking puzzled.

"... What... is Natalie?"

Dominique looked at her, and sat up. "I'm not sure... I haven't met anyone who knows, even I, who was the first ones to visit this place haven't got any idea... except..."

"Except what?" Asked Michelle.

"... Well... what I've understood about what I've heard her and Patrick talking, eavesdropping of course... is that she's... not human."

"I know that..." Michelle got up and walked in front of the mirror.

"I don't know what she is, but it seems that she's been here from the beginning..." Said Dominique and rolled herself inside the blanket. Michelle turned around.

"The beginning?"

"Yeah... THE beginning..."

Next morning, the clouds had subsided and the sun was shining once again. Some of the guests were leaving, Sarah, Michelle and Claire. Michelle was going to look into Nat's past, she was gonna dig up everything on her. Sarah didn't want to stay without Michelle, and Claire just didn't feel comfortable around Troy and Beth anymore. Eliza was still in bed, Jessica was chained in the cellar, Kirsten locked in too. Nat and Dominique were discussing the problems at hand, Patrick, Troy and Beth on their businesses outside.

"What do you think of the situation?" Nat asked Dominique as she filled up a glass of brandy.

"Amazing... I never thought you'd be able to morph into a human body and deliver two children unto this world... here's to you!" Dominique raised her glass. "No... not that situation... our little Shirley Holmes..."

"Ah, yes... the little miss what's-her-name... she's really scaring you, isn't she?"

"... Yeah..." Nat took a long sip from her glass, emptying it completely. "Don't worry, she'll give in... just as I did."

Nat shook her head and looked at Dominique. "She's not the same as you... she has something that humanity doesn't have any idea exists. She could become stronger than me..."

Nat collapsed against the wall, dropping the glass on the rug. Dominique got up and out her arms around Nat, looking worried of her old friend. "Don't say stuff like that... you can't be beaten, you know that..."

Nat shook her head again, tears running down her cheeks. "No... she can... and she will... some day she'll become my successor... and she'll be so full of the 'goodness' of this world that she'll destroy the empire I've built for centuries... queens of powerful countries... innocent princesses turned into horrifying sluts... and today... unsatisfied actresses, who are so easily breakable..."

"Come on... stop it." Dominique kissed Nat gently. She smiled and turned around to face her. "Today, me and Troy will take care of the last one in the cellar... and you'll go get some rest, I can take care of your empire for a few months. That's an order." Whispered Dominique and Nat felt relieved, she made her way to her chambers and fell asleep on her blood red satin sheets.

The clock stroke 9 and the cellar door opened. Jessica lifted her tired head to see who it was, but the lack of food and water had made her eyesight a little fuzzy, her head collapsed back down to face the ground. Kirsten was laying on the floor, covered by a small layer of some kind of slime. Dominique lifted Jessica's head with both hands and lifted her lids with her thumbs. Jessica got a little clearer view of her now, she didn't know her personally but knew who she was.

"Please help me... the lunatics locked me down here, get me out of these chains..." She gasped to Dominique who was smiling at her, knowing she'd change her mind in a few minutes. "You don't really want to leave, do you?"

Jessica looked at her, realizing that she was one of them. "Leave me alone! I don't want to talk to you people!" She yelled with her last strength. "I don't want to be mean... I just thought you'd like to get out of these chains... get your energy back and join us upstairs, don't you want that?" Dominique asked her, knowing that she'd still say no.

Jessica just turned her head away, but couldn't look there for long, since Kirsten was there, looking like she was dead. Dominique noticed it and walked to Kirsten. "She'll be fine... once the rejuvenation is complete, she'll return back to her normal life. Dominique removed her shirt and turned to face Jessica. She looked at her bare breasts for a while, but turned to face the door, where she saw Troy, standing there stroking his cock. "I'll tell you what..."

Dominique walked in front of her, pushing her breast against Jessica's face. "How about if you just relax, and when we're done, you can do what ever you want? Leave, stay... your choice."

Troy pulled Dominique's jeans down slowly, revealing her brown pubic hair inch by inch. Jessica licked her chapped lips, wanting to give in to the temptation. "What do ya say?" Dominique stepped out of her jeans and Troy slid his cock between the girl's legs, who squeezed them together, giving Jessica a view of the tip of the cock that she wanted so bad. Dominique's cunt started to get wet, Troy's cock rubbing her swollen pussylips. Jessica felt the last fluids in her body wetting her pussy. She would've rubbed it, but the chains were keeping her tight against the wall. "There you go..."

The chains suddenly released Jessica on her knees, right in front of Dominique's cunt and Troy's cock. Jessica raised her hand and guided the cock into Dominique's hot cunt. Troy started to move his cock back and forth, Jessica pressing her face onto the cunt in front of her. As she tasted the girl's juices, she felt like she got her strength back. Dominique was shivering of pleasure, she hadn't felt a guy or a woman touch her in weeks, she wrapped her hands on Jessica's head, making a mess of her dirty hair. Jessica's tongue was moving between Dominique's clit and Troy's cock, Dominique's cunt was so wet that she didn't even have to make her cum to get her mouth full of her juices. Troy pulled himself out of the girl and stuck his cock into Jessica's mouth, who sucked it furiously, getting everything that tasted like Dominique into herself. Troy felt like Jessica's sucking was too much for him and pulled himself away. "Turn around... it's time you learn this one." Dominique whispered and Jessica turned, lifting her round ass high in the air. Dominique set herself above her. Her ass was now right above Jessica's and Troy set his cock between Jessica's buttocks. "No! Wait! I haven't done this before..." Jessica yelled. "Don't worry, once you feel it inside, you'll beg for more." Dominique whispered into Jessica's ear. Troy pushed his cock slowly into the hot suntanned ass, making the girl grin of pain. Dominique wrapped her arms around Jessica, comforting her to ease the pain. "Hush, now... Troy has to concentrate..."

Suddenly Dominique felt the thing she had been waiting for, another cock sliding easily into her ass. "Oh yeah! You've grown, Troy!" Troy was now fucking both of them in the ass at the same time, the other cock was much longer than the one in Jessica's ass, but Dominique needed it a lot tougher. Jessica's ass started to bleed, blood slowly running down from her rectum to her pussy, but she didn't even feel it. "FUCK MY ASS! STICK IT IN! OH, GOD! DEEPER!" Jessica screamed as her ass was cramping up around Troy's cock. "That's it Jessica! Do you want more? Say it!" Dominique yelled into her ear. "YEESSS!" Her hot round ass was completely numb, the blood made it easy for Troy to slide it in and out, Dominique's little white butt was filling of the huge cock that had been in her for dozens of times, Troy was slapping both asses as he felt his orgasm nearing. He grabbed Jessica's ass with both hands and pounded furiously. "Jessica! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum in your hot little ass!" His hot sperm shot out from his cock and filled her rectum easily, mixing in with the blood. Jessica got up and walked in front of Dominique, who lowered down to lick the cum off her ass. "I'm cumming... I'm almost there..." Troy moaned as Dominique probed the hottest ass she'd ever seen, her tongue sliding into Jessica's rectum, licking it all off. "Do you like my ass Troy? Do you like to fuck it?" She panted while gulping Troy's sperm and Jessica's blood into her stomach. Troy let out a loud growl and the last load of sperm shot into Dominique's sweet ass.

All three collapsed on the floor beside Kirsten.

"So? Are you staying or going?"

"Do you really need to ask?"

As midnight passed, Dominique sneaked into Nat's room. Nat was sleeping deeply, there was nothing that would wake her up. Dominique sat beside her and caressed her hair. "I just wanted to... say that everything's taken care of, and... you can rest now... you've earned it."

She kissed Nat on the forehead and got up. "What's between you and Michelle I can't prevent... someone will die and someone will rule..."

After a very suspicious few days in Scotland, Michelle Trachtenberg had certified that one of Hollywood's most beautiful actresses, was a full blown monster. What she had witnessed, was too much to be the work of a human being, so she had started her own investigations to nail this bitch before any innocent bystanders would get killed. Natalie Portman's games had gone too far and Michelle was going to put an end to them, unfortunately Michelle had less influence than Natalie, so getting help proved to be quite difficult...

"OK, now you understand what to do?"

"Well yeah, I'm not that stupid..."

"Once you get into that room, look for a family tree, or something... and make sure that Natalie doesn't hear about this."

"I've got it! OK? And you make sure that you get Sarah off my back for good!"

"Consider it done."

Negotiation's between Michelle and another woman were enclosed, and the woman walked down the street, into a tall building. Michelle made sure that the woman got inside and then retreated to the woman's apartment. After a few minutes, in the 31st floor of the building...

"What was the result of your little vacation?" Asked a man from the girl sitting at the end of a table. "4... well it was actually more about 3½, there's still a problem with one of them, she resisted." Sarah Michelle Gellar reported.

"But the boss was satisfied?"

"Yeah, I guess..."

The door opened and Alyssa Milano stepped in. "Sorry that I'm late, too much traffic."

"That's fine, we were just about to get to you."

Alyssa sat down. In the room, there were 4 actresses, one security guard and an executive, the actresses were Sarah Michelle Gellar, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Alyssa Milano and Sandra Bullock.

As Sarah had just returned from Scotland, she had to inform many people of the incident, that they wouldn't be left out of the loop. It was crucial that all the people were notified, the ones who heard it should pass it on to the rest until everyone knows, this made it a lot easier to pick targets.

Jennifer had just finished her new movie, ready to invest herself into other projects.

Alyssa's latest season of Charmed was done, but she wasn't going to start vamping people just yet, she wanted a little break from work.

And there was Sandra, who had become one of the heads of the 'Organization', Nat was very careful who to let on the highest floors.

Although Nat had made pretty sure that there were no traitors in the company, there were some things that were more powerful than her charms...

The meeting ended and they all left the room to the hallway.

"Hey, aren't you coming down?" Asked Alyssa.

"No, I need to go to the bathroom, but I'll see you later?" Jennifer replied.

"Yeah... sure." Alyssa smiled to her and slowly grazed Jennifer's butt as she walked by her. Jennifer looked at her walking away, smiling softly. "Going to pee, Jenny? I gotta go too, if you'll just open your mouth..." Sarah laughed as she walked by her. "... Bitch..."

Sarah had been reminding her of the event they had a couple of years ago, they had gotten drunk and had the kind of sex that made both of them sick when they were sober. As everyone left the hall, Jennifer sneaked into the elevator and pushed the button for the highest floor.

The highest floor was only for 5 people; Nat, Sarah, Jennifer, Sandra and Dominique Swain. As the door opened, she went into the archives room. She started to look up Nat's personal files, but didn't find any. She knew that Nat and Dominique were in Scotland for a while and Sarah and Sandra were already heading for the nearest bar, so she had time. Finally she found something in Nat's closet. Multiple IDs... with different photos, information... different persons.

Jennifer walked out to the street and headed for her apartment. Michelle was laying low there, until she'd know what was going on. She arrived at the penthouse and walked in. She was about to call out Michelle, but she saw clothes on the floor. They weren't Michelle's, a blue top, black pants, a black bra, not exactly Michelle's cup... and a thong, also black. She knew who was there, but tried to look for Michelle first. She walked into the bedroom and saw something move under the bed.

"What is she doing here?" Jennifer whispered.

"How should I know? Get rid of her!" Michelle whispered back from under the bed. Jennifer threw the copies of the files on the bed and went back into the livingroom. Someone put some music on, slow and silky music, perfect for getting a little sidetracked. "Hey, Jennifer!"

Jennifer turned around to look at Alyssa, only in a towel wrapped around her.

"I took a shower, since you took your time..."

"What are you doing here?" Asked Jennifer and started to pick up Alyssa's clothes off the floor. Alyssa looked disappointed and the smile left her face. "... I thought that..."

"We have a clear job to do, it really doesn't leave us much time, does it?"

Alyssa sat on the couch and looked at Jennifer. "Don't you find me attractive?"

Jennifer sighed and looked at her. "I do, it's just that..." She didn't get to finish her sentence as Alyssa removed the towel, revealing all that she was. Jennifer couldn't do anything, but look at Alyssa's beautiful body, full soft thighs... her curvy hip, with the sexy tummy and the navel in the middle... the most beautiful breasts she had ever seen, almost as big as hers, so soft, so big, hard nipples making them just perfect... and the wet pussy, the gorgeous pussy, decorated with tidy brown pubic hair.

Alyssa's smile returned on her face as Jennifer didn't even notice that she herself was smiling. "... Say something, please."

"... Umm... no."

"No?"

"No... I mean no! No... I mean... yes."

They heard someone come up the elevator. Alyssa quickly wrapped the towel around her. "Who the hell is it? No one has the key but me and..." Jennifer thought. The door opened and a man walked in. "My love! Where are you?"

Jennifer recognized it, he wasn't looking for her she was looking for Michelle. Jennifer rushed to him and gagged him with her hand. "OK, you really couldn't have come at a worse time, go home, and come later, OK?"

Damon shook his head. Jennifer slowly removed her hand. "Listen, I came here to fuck Michelle, and that means that I'm fucking Michelle." He whispered as he knew that Michelle shouldn't even be here. "No! Go home!"

"No way, Jen... I'm not leaving before I get some."

Jennifer sighed and glanced at Alyssa, standing there, looking at them. She realized something, if Damon wasn't going to leave, there was just one thing that was going to make him leave, but they couldn't reveal Michelle. So...

"Come here..." Jennifer grabbed Damon and pulled him into the livingroom.

"What? Who's this guy?" Asked Alyssa.

"Alyssa, meet Damon, I was going to take care of him by myself, but now that you're here too, I thought that maybe..."

Damon realized what she was up to and couldn't be happier. Alyssa looked at him and looked at Jennifer. "Is he any good?"

"Oh yeah, he's good! Aren't you...?" Jennifer kind of asked him.

"Hell yeah, I'm good!" Damon exclaimed.

That was enough, Alyssa dropped her towel, and Jennifer removed her insignificant amount of clothing. Jennifer and Alyssa started kissing, sliding down on the sofa, while Damon started to remove his clothes. The girls french-kissed passionately, wetting their lips and mouths completely with each others saliva. Damon started to jerk his cock, looking at the two girls with the most beautiful tits in all of Hollywood, kissing and groping each other. Their fingers slid into their pussies, making a wet sound while sliding in and out. Jennifer was on top of Alyssa, sticking her fingers into her pussy. Damon moved behind her, jerking the rock-hard cock until it reached Jennifer's pussylips. He rubbed the tip against Jennifer's clit, and her panting made him slide it inside her. Jennifer started to moan as Damon started to pound her pussy harder and harder. Jennifer was fingering Alyssa's pussy at the same pace as Damon was pounding her red, tight pussy, her other hand was rubbing Alyssa's right nipple, pinching it every once in a while, making Alyssa's breasts wriggle. Alyssa's hands were down, other hand rubbing Damon's balls, other rubbing Jennifer's clit. Jennifer's huge breasts were rocking back and forth above Alyssa, she just had to squeeze them hard, making Jennifer scream of pain and pleasure. Damon was pushing his cock as deep as he could, looking at the big ass that was starting to sweat. Not yet, he wasn't going to switch holes just yet, but he grabbed the ass, rubbing it hard. The cock inside Jennifer was pounding against her womb, she could feel the veins in the cock, rubbing her g-spot, making her cum. Her juices gushed out of her pussy, wetting Damon's balls and Alyssa's hands, that were back down again. The pussy was contracting around Damon's cock, Jennifer was grinning and moaning real hard. "Who's ass is this? Huh?" He slapped Jennifer's ass hard. "Uurrghh... it's my ass... GOD, IT'S MY ASS!" She moaned as her second orgasm approached. "Is it tight? Is it?" Damon yelled. "God yes... it's tight... GOD!!!" Jennifer yelled as her juices wetted Damon once again. He pulled away and wetted Jen's asshole with her pussyjuices. He slowly pushed it in, making Jennifer smile of pleasure, it didn't hurt at all. Damon started to move his cock back and forth in Jen's ass. "Oh shit... Oh fuck! Jesus, it's tight... your ass is so tight, Jennifer!" He moaned as Jennifer kept contracting her ass, to make Damon feel more pleasure. Alyssa reached down, taking Jen's juices on her fingers and stuck them into her mouth. Jennifer gave her a french-kiss, tasting herself in Alyssa's mouth. They were both squeezing each others breasts, squealing and grinning on the verge of an orgasm. Damon's pounding made Jennifer's big white sweaty ass wriggle, he could feel the sperm gathering inside him. "Oh god, Jennifer! I'm gonna cum!" He yelled and turned her around, her back leaning against Alyssa's breasts. Damon slapped his cock between Jen's tits and pushed them together. Damon pounded Jen's big tits with his cock, the sweat on the tits made it easy to slide between them. "Cum... please cum on my face..." Jennifer panted as she licked the tip of Damon's cock while he fucked her tits. "GOD! Here it comes!" The sperm wetted Jennifer's whole face, some of it going into her mouth, she swallowed it.

Damon collapsed on the other side of the sofa, looking exhausted. Jennifer got off Alyssa and wiped the rest of the sperm from her face and put it in her mouth.

"You didn't leave me any?" Asked Alyssa.

"There's plenty more where that came from... just give me a sec..." Damon panted, his cock getting soft again. "I hate long waits..."

Alyssa leaned in and took Damon's soft cock in her mouth. She dribbled all over it, sucking what was left of the last load of sperm. The warmth and wetness of Alyssa's mouth started to get Damon's cock hard again, Jennifer moved behind Alyssa, who had her ass in the air. She started licking her ass, while fingering her wet, swollen pussy. Alyssa jerked the cock with her hand, sucking the tip and making Damon moan. Alyssa moved up and wrapped her tits around Damon's cock. The cock was so wet of Alyssa's saliva that Damon felt like she was fucking Michelle in the ass. Alyssa moved her tits up and down with her hands, making the veiny cock harder than ever before. Alyssa moved even higher, setting Damon's cock slowly into her swollen pussy, almost as tight as Jennifer's ass. Jennifer was still licking Alyssa's butt, at times lowering down to lick Damon's balls, and covering them in drool. Alyssa set her tits on Damon's mouth and started to move back and forth. Damon took Alyssa's nipple in his mouth and bit it, while grabbing the other tit with his hand. Alyssa moaned as she felt her cumming right on Damon's cock, Jennifer licking it all off from him. Damon reached with his other hand, sticking his middle finger into Alyssa's ass. Her pussy was contracting around Damon's cock, sucking it like it was a mouth, her nipple that Damon was biting and sucking was all red, her ass was on fire, Jennifer rubbing it with her hands and licking Damon's balls. Damon felt himself gathering up again, starting to move his hips up and down faster and faster. "Oh... are you gonna make me cum? Huh? Do you want my juices on your long hard cock? Fuck me! Make me cum! Harder!" She came, all over his balls again. Jennifer couldn't keep up with her, some of it was flowing on the couch. "God! I'm cumming!" Damon yelled and Alyssa ripped herself down from Damon's cock, put it in her mouth and sucked it hard. She took it out and jerked it, until the hot semen bashed on her face.

Alyssa collapsed on Damon's cock, Jennifer on Alyssa's back, and Damon was too worn out to collapse.

"Too bad... Michelle didn't... participate... phew..." Gasped Damon.

Alyssa looked at Jennifer. "Michelle?"

"Oh... was I supposed to not say that?" Asked Damon.

After a couple of minutes and three showers later, Michelle explained the whole situation to all of them, about Nat, the children, the empire and the mansion. Damon was the only one who hadn't been there, but he seemed convinced.

"Wait a sec, does this mean that I'm incapable of picking up a celeb from the street and screwing her?"

"No, you nailed me and Claire way before we went to the mansion, you've still got it." Said Michelle.

"OK, I'm cool..."

"I still don't get it, why would she do this? And moreover, what's the harm in this?" Asked Alyssa.

"The harm is, that Kirsten almost died and I'm sure that Eliza was dead for a minute too. It's some psychopathic game she likes to play..."

"Who are involved in this?" Asked Jennifer.

"I suppose... most of Hollywood's actresses... and the Cravens."

Alyssa got up from the couch. "So... what do you want us to do about it?"

"I don't know yet... I guess the answer is in these files..."

As she looked at the papers, all she saw was old passports and photos. "Was this all?"

Jennifer nodded, Michelle looked them through and put them on the table. Everyone was quiet. Michelle kept staring at the picture on top of the stack.

"... Well?" Asked Damon.

"... All these people have died considerably young, 20-30 years old. If Nat keeps switching bodies, we should be able to kill her by killing every single..."

"Hold on a sec, I'm not killing anybody!" Exclaimed Jennifer.

"It's the only way to stop her!"

"Is it?"

Jennifer looked at Michelle who frowned on that question. "What? There's something... tell us what it is."

"I-It's nothing... Nat was talking about that I'm the only one who can turn her into a human... I mean, that's crazy, right?"

"Why you? Why not someone else?" Asked Damon.

"She thinks I'm the same as her... her lost sister or something... she thinks I'm not human, and by screwing each other, we can make both of us human again..."

"Then why won't you just fuck her?" Pressed Jennifer.

"There's something weird about her... like I said, she's not human... I couldn't do it..."

"Well if the options are to fuck or to kill, go do her, right now!" Shouted Alyssa.

"She does have a point, Michelle... if she'll stop this nonsense right there, we can relax about it, everyone can relax." Said Damon.

"But she might not, it would be good for nothing."

A couple of days after, Michelle woke up in her apartment. As she went into the bathroom someone entered the apartment. She put her bathrobe on and went to see who it was.

"Hi honey, I'm home!" Nat yelled from the livingroom.

"Oh, shit..." Cursed Michelle and went back into the bathroom. "Are you taking a shower? Can I watch?"

"NO! You can't watch!"

"Cunt-teaser..."

After a few minutes Michelle came out of the bedroom, fully dressed. Nat was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"No porn-channels?"

"No porn-channels."

Nat got up from the couch and walked in front of Michelle. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened before, I was a bit cranky. Having kids does that to you. Forgive me?"

"Is that why you came here? To apologize?" Michelle rolled her eyes and walked to the TV and turned it off. "Is that so hard to believe? Do you think I'm that mean?"

"Yes! I know you are!" Said Michelle and walked out, Nat following her. "You're wrong, I'm not like that..."

Michelle stopped and faced Nat. "Really? Eliza died, didn't she?" "She had it coming! Besides, she's fine now, I made sure personally."

Michelle kept walking but Nat cut her off. "Too much power does that to you! I haven't had a vacation in years! But I got someone to take care of my businesses for a while... look, can we just talk? Please?"

Michelle looked at her and saw that she was serious.

After a few minutes in a nearby bar...

"... So, after I got him to give over the ownership of the building, I moved all my belongings there... back when it was just me, Dominique and Sarah... we did every job together, until we needed to get more people, and a lot faster."

"Sarah was one of the first ones?"

"Yeah, after that came Jennifer... but I think she's getting a little tired of this... but not to worry, once we have every female star of Hollywood under our control, and we can do exactly what we want..."

"Right..."

Nat looked at Michelle, who was frowning. "Oh, sorry about that, I always get carried away... anyways, if you have something to say regarding us, say it to Dominique. She's in charge."

"Look... it's just... the only reason I won't sleep with you, is that I'm afraid what'll happen... you say that we'll become human, but what if you won't stop this? What if you keep torturing people like this?"

Nat looked at her, looking very sad. "I screwed up our relationship, I know... but we aren't hurting anyone! Eliza was a mistake, I know... but I did it only to show you! I'm the only one who can help you!"

Michelle shook her head and Nat sighed. "You must think I'm a monster now... but this is what they've always wanted! They've just been too afraid to even say it!"

Michelle got up and headed out, with Natalie behind her. "You have a real problem with denial, you know that? I'm everything you've ever wanted, you can't deny it! All I've given people is the courage to be all they can be!"

Michelle stopped and was quiet for while... she turned around and walked to Natalie. "I think... you're everything I need and want... in every sense of the word, but... I just can't trust you." Nat froze at that point, with Michelle walking away from her. She stood there for a while, and then smiled. "Fine... have it your way... but I'm still gonna win."

The next night, Michelle was having a drink with Alyssa in a club.

"So, what are you gonna do about her?" Asked Alyssa.

"Nothing. But I'm gonna do someone, or I'll blow up or something... I just need to find someone who's not in the 'Organization'."

They looked around but didn't seem to spot anyone. "Looks like you'll have to settle for a guy, then..."

Michelle spotted a guy sitting in a table.

"Got it, I'll see you later."

A few minutes later in the alley behind the club.

"You'd better fuck me good, 'cause I haven't got any in a few days..."

"Oh, yeah, you're a hot bitch ain't ya!"

Michelle was just about to lower down, but the guy pulled him up. "Not here, let's go a bit more here..." He pulled her deeper into the alley.

"Right here..."

Michelle felt someone grabbing her and she let out a scream. "Don't scream and you'll feel a lot better." The female voice behind her said. Michelle turned around and saw a familiar face staring at her. "What do you want?" Asked Michelle. "Oh, come on... the IDs, where did you put them?" Asked Sandra as she approached the girl. Michelle tried to get away but the guy behind her stopped her. "Now, be a good girl for Sandy, won't you? Tell me where those IDs are."

"I won't tell you anything!" Michelle exclaimed and Sandra sighed. The guy pulled a knife from his pocket and cut Michelle's miniskirt in half. "Tell me, the location of the..." Sandra didn't get to finish her sentence when Michelle spat on her face. Sandra wiped it and tasted it. "Mmm... a martini, was it?" The guy pushed Michelle against Sandra, who opened her jacket, revealing her bare chest. "Dominique's orders, were to extract the information from the girl, and if not the information, then something else..." The guy cut Michelle's panties off too.

"This is the last chance, tell me where the IDs are, and you won't get hurt. See this guy over here, he knows how to make sex very painful for you and very enjoyable for him and me, you'll probably bleed to death if you don't help us."

"Try it... I've been fucked in a way that causes more pain than anything, you can try your best, but you're not getting those IDs."

The cock forced itself into Michelle's ass, without any lubricant. Sandra grabbed the girl's hair and forced her head against her breasts. The guy pounded his cock inside the little girl's small ass, he was ripping the walls of her rectum causing it to bleed. But Michelle didn't react to the pain, she wouldn’t give them the pleasure to see her in agony, instead she bit Sandra's nipple, causing her to scream.

"Oh yeah! You're a horny little whore, aren't you? You like to be called whore don't you?"

With a burst of anger, Michelle ripped Sandra's pants open, stuck her fingers into her pussy and lifted her up from the ground. "... Fuck yeah! You're really into this, aren't you?" Sandra moaned as she felt her pussy being almost ripped apart by Michelle. Blood was dripping out of Michelle's ass, running down her thighs and eventually on the ground. The guy was groaning from the pleasure Michelle's butt was giving him, her struggling and her useless attempts to hurt his cock by contracting her ass were only turning him on, more and more.

Sandra's tears were running down her cheeks, the pain begun to feel unbearable, Michelle tried to make them stop, but the attempt was useless. The guy started to pant even harder, he pulled his cock out of the girl and turned her around, pushing her on her knees, sticking his cock into Michelle's mouth. Sandra watched and fingered herself when Michelle tried to cough the cock out of her mouth, but the guy was fucking it and her head was against Sandra. Michelle's cheeks turned red as the guy yelled in pleasure and took the cock out, jerking it with his hand. The hot load of sperm flew on Michelle's face, she immediately started to wipe it off.

The guy and Sandra backed off, a limo pulled into the alley. "This will continue, if you don't return the IDs."

Sandra and the guy entered the limo and it returned to the street, leaving Michelle in the alley all alone.

The next day, Michelle went back to Jennifer's apartment. She saw no one there, but the IDs were still on the table. Michelle sat on the couch, staring at the papers, thinking what to do. Jennifer walked to the couch, looking like she just cried. "What? Did something happen?" Asked Michelle.

Jennifer sat on the couch, sobbing. "Alyssa... she's..." Michelle looked into her eyes... she didn't need to say it. They both ended up crying in each others arms, for the rest of the day.

Alyssa's funeral was in a week. Her relatives, her friends, the heads of the 'Organization' were present. The day was sunny, without a cloud in the sky. Michelle looked at Natalie, who was looking sad, but she knew... somehow Natalie was responsible and she would pay...

The next day, in the 31st floor of the HQ of the 'Organization'...

"OK, it seems that Jennifer didn't report in today... that means that we're coming apart, something needs to be done, don't you think?" Informed Dominique, to the rest of the heads.

"I haven't seen Damon for a long time either, he's not usually like that." Noted Sarah.

"Uhuh, and who do we have to thank for this?" Asked Dominique.

Suddenly Natalie rushed into the room and Dominique stood up. "Nat? Shouldn't you be resting now?"

Nat looked very angry, looking at Dominique. "Killing Alyssa was not your call! Before you do something like that, you check with me first!" She yelled, leaving everyone in the room very scared. "I thought that it was in our best interest to take care of the problem immediately, besides... she's being rejuvenated in the basement as we speak, she'll be up and running in..."

"No! You can't take care of these things by getting rid of the person! Your incompetence is beginning to anger me!"

Dominique looked at Nat, sighed and sat back down. "Look... I'm sorry, alright?"

Nat looked at the rest of the heads suspiciously. "... I want my position back, you can return to yours."

Everyone looked at Dominique, who looked shocked. "No, I'm really sorry... Alyssa was a mistake... besides, you need to rest. You said it yourself, right? I won't do any big decisions without your consent anymore."

Nat looked at Dominique, sensing something weird about the situation. "... OK, then... you remain as the director... for now."

She stormed out, leaving the heads stunned and relieved into the room. Dominique was looking the most thoughtful, was she right, or out of it?

Las Vegas, Nevada. A safehouse was standing a few miles north of the city, used by many trespassers that didn't want to get caught. It was open for everyone who needed it, now it was expecting very important guests, not knowing when they would arrive. Currently residing, were a few robbers, a pimp and two more famous people.

Jennifer Lopez, running away from publicity, staying there until she wasn't that wanted anymore. Being one of the sexiest people in the world was a hard job.

Neve Campbell, who had stayed away from publicity for quite a while. The real reason was, that she had just had her breasts done. A lot bigger than before, any reporter saw that, and it would be a circus.

All of them were sitting in the main hall, drinking beer that the robbers had brought with them. Even though it was bad, it sure beat the hell out of muddy water. Jennifer was sitting in a table with the pimp, discussing the oldest trade in the world. Apparently, the business in Las Vegas had gone well, the girls were making almost as much money as Hollywood actresses... but still, it was pretty degrading...

"If it happens to be a really kinky pervert, if there's anything unusual in his desires, we charge him 500 extra... I have 14 girls, about 2 out of 3 want something weird, sailor hats or something like that... it's the business for money, I'll tell you..." The pimp swiped the half full mug in him.

"Yeah, but it must be hard for your conscience, right?" Asked Jennifer, obviously wasted.

"Huh? For what? Anyways... I could get millions if you'd join the girls... we'd make a fortune, whaddya say?"

Jennifer looked at him, with her eyes a bit sleepy. "I... won't do that... I... going to bed..."

She got up, swaying a bit while walking up the stairs to her room. As she went into her room, a man stepped into the house. "Vacancy?"

"Always... have a drink... what's your name, pal?"

The man took a mug of beer and sat to the table with the pimp. "... Damon."

Meanwhile, upstairs... Neve was combing her hair in her white nightgown, looking at herself from the mirror. She wasn't really combing her hair, she was looking at her tits, they weren't the same anymore... Jennifer walked in and closed the door.

"God, what a night..." She moaned and continued her way to the bathroom. "You're not going to puke, are you?" Asked Neve, putting the comb down on the desk.

"No... I'm not going to puke... I'm just gonna..."

She turned the faucet on and washed her face. She looked at herself from the mirror and hissed. She walked to Neve, who was looking at herself. "So, you've been watching those babies for the whole night?"

"Oh, come on... they just feel... weird..."

Jennifer turned Neve to face her and grabbed her tits. "... Nope... they feel as real as mine, try 'em." She grabbed Neve's hands and placed them on her breasts. Neve started to breathe heavily. "So? How do they feel?" Jennifer asked, looking at Neve waiting for an answer.

"... They're just fine..."

"Good. So are yours." She said and collapsed into her bed on her stomach. Neve sighed as Jennifer started to snore. She had all her clothes on, not the way to go to sleep. "I suppose she wouldn't mind..." Neve thought and walked to Jennifer. She removed Jennifer's jacket, leaving the white shirt on her. Unfortunately the shirt was transparent enough for Neve to see Jennifer's black bra, shining through. Neve tried not to think about it and continued down, pulling Jennifer's jeans down. She let out a sigh as she revealed the ass that had been the subject of every guy's dream, and some women's too... including Neve's. Her black panties were sinking into the full and firm buttocks that made Neve's cunt burn of pleasure. Her tanned skin was shining in the light of the candle's in the room, Neve hesitated for a second, looking at Jennifer's face... she had passed out, what could a little groping hurt?

Neve slowly moved her hands, up from Jennifer's legs, along her thighs, reaching the round and tight butt she had had wet dreams about ever since she saw U-turn. She softly squeezed it with her hands, not noticing that she was letting out small moans. She lifted up her nightgown and slid her panties off, starting to rub her cunt against Jennifer's right thigh, while caressing the beautiful ass in front of her. She rocked herself back and forth faster and faster, feeling her clit starting to make her cum. She stared at Jennifer's ass, slowly removing the panties off her. She felt her orgasm nearing, and she quickly moved onto Jennifer's butt, hoping that she wouldn't wake up. Her milky skin shivered and her breasts wiggled as she moved her sexy body on Jennifer. Panting with a high-pitched voice, she felt her juices flowing from her cunt between Jennifer's buttocks, filling the crack with her warm cunt-juice. She paced her breathing, rubbing her cunt slowly against Jennifer.

She looked at Jennifer, still passed out, not reacting to her doings at all. Neve leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. She was just about to jump off the bed, but then she had an idea... she looked at her bag on the floor next to the desk. She knew what she had in there... this might be her last chance, unless Jennifer WAS a lesbian or bi-sexual... why risk it? She got off Jennifer, walked to her bag and dug up the strap-on she had been carrying around, among other things. Jennifer wriggled a bit in the bed, but didn't open her eyes. Neve quickly put the strap-on on herself and walked to Jennifer. She set herself behind her and lifted Jennifer's ass up a bit, just enough for her to get it in. Neve's juices were running between Jennifer's buttocks, she was all ready to be penetrated. Neve looked at the beautiful cunt, shining from Jennifer's crotch, and looked at her asshole. If she's having her period, she might still feel it in the morning... just to make sure. She took some of her juices, spread it on the dildo, jerking it with her hand, covering it completely. Neve set her hands on Jennifer's buttocks, spread them slowly, set the tip of the dildo on her asshole, just about to push it in... Jennifer moved a bit, letting out a small moan. Neve froze, she couldn't move anywhere. What if she woke up? 'Hi! Just fucking your ass here...'

But she didn't wake up. Neve sighed and smiled as she slowly pushed the dildo inside the tanned butt. Jennifer didn't react, even when the dildo hit the bottom, Neve had never felt so hot. The other end of the dildo was rubbing her clit as she moved her hips slowly back and forth. Neve bent over, putting her arms around Jennifer, jerking her hips against the round butt, being fucked by Neve. She pressed her tits against Jennifer's back, rubbing her nipples against it, fumbling Jennifer's tits underneath her shirt. Neve started to lick her back, reaching up to her neck, she was breathing calmly, not knowing what was going on. Neve felt herself closing in... she pulled herself up, setting her hands on Jennifer's butt. Her fucking was getting faster and faster, every push put her closer to her orgasm with the hottest ass she'd ever seen. She was slapping herself against Jennifer, panting softly and tightening her grip on the butt. She felt so good, she hadn't had any in weeks, she started to cry silently, tears dripping on Jennifer's ass. "God, please... let me cum, please... I'll do anything... God... YES!" She cried as her cunt gave up the tension and she came again, wetting the bed with her cum.

She leaned against Jennifer for a minute, catching her breath and slowly recovering from the orgasm. Jennifer was still asleep, smiling and looking satisfied. Neve slowly pulled herself away and removed the strap-on. After washing the dildo and dressing Jennifer, Neve fell asleep on her bed, happy that she had gotten away with it.

As morning came upon Nevada, Damon was outside the house. He looked at the sun, rising from the horizon, waiting for someone to arrive. Someone stepped out of the house, the woman had arrived just a few hours ago, Damon was the first one to see her here. This was an escape, so he didn't want to attract any attention... but sometimes hormones are a bit too much... He didn't recognize her at first, but it didn't take much time to get to know her.

"... What're you looking at, freak?" The dark haired beauty snapped at Damon. "Your legs..."

The woman looked at him for a long time, getting angry at him. "What are you? Some kind of a pervert?"

"No, I mean... there's a snake around your legs..."

The woman glanced down and let out a scream as the long snake circled around her legs. Damon took a stick from the ground, picked up the snake with it and threw it far away. The woman sighed, looking relieved. "Oh... thanks..." She said in low voice.

"Yeah, no problem..." Damon looked at the familiar face for a long time, she was trying to light a cigarette, but her lighter didn't work. Damon helped her out with his lighter and she gave him a friendly look.

"I'm Damon... you're..."

The woman looked at him surprised. "Wow, you didn't recognize me? That's a first one..."

"No, I didn't... your face looks familiar, but I can't... uh..."

"Shannen. Shannen Doherty."

"Right, you were in that show... the one with the witches 'n stuff." Shannen nodded, looking cold. "Are you cold? You'd better get inside, I think the outlaws will mind you smoking." They walked back inside, leaving the sun rising by itself.

They sat down in one of the tables away from the passed out criminals. Shannen lighted a cigarette with the matches on the table, Damon was completely dazzled by her, Shannen noticed his staring. "What? Is there a spider in my hair?"

"No-no... I was just wondering... how do you get it so beautiful?"

She gave Damon a long stare, thinking what he had in mind for her. "Are you trying to get into my pants?"

"I'm serious, you look so pretty... in fact, I haven't seen anything as beautiful as..." He didn't get to finish that sentence. "OK, listen for a sec... if you want a good fuck, this isn't the way to do it. Be more aggressive, all you're talking about is how beautiful I am... that's kind of corny."

"But I don't want just a fuck... I think I want to spend the rest of my life with you!"

Shannen laughed at him, shaking her head. "OK, here's the deal..." She got up from the table, stubbing out her cigarette. "I'm really not into this 'God you're so beautiful' thing, but if you feel like going a bit further, I'll be upstairs..." She walked up to the 2nd floor, leaving Damon downstairs, looking like he had just screwed every woman in the area code. But he couldn't go upstairs, he had to wait for his friends to arrive, who knows, they might need to leave immediately.

The hours passed by, people spending their time by drinking, sleeping or screwing. Just before the sun started to sink behind the horizon, Neve and Jennifer came downstairs to grab something to eat. Damon was still sitting in the same table and the same chair, thinking about the woman who had sat there with him just for a few moments. He couldn't go upstairs, and the urges were overpowering. Jennifer sat down with him. "I'll get something, just sit down." Said Neve as she headed for the kitchen. Jennifer kept staring at Damon, who didn't notice it. Neve came from the kitchen with bread and some butter, she looked at Jennifer who's eyes were firmly on Damon, who was looking at the door. They were both in their own worlds, the other one thinking about marrying the woman upstairs, and the other ready to fuck her brains out. "Come here often?" She asked. Damon glanced at her. "No."

Neve looked at the two, not quite sure what to think. "How would you like to... get your hands on something only a few men have touched?"

Damon looked at Jennifer for a little longer. "Not really..."

She was stunned, she got up and walked to him, laying her crotch onto Damon's shoulder. "I don't know what it was... but I just woke up so horny today... I was wondering if you could..."

"No thanks." Damon got up, he had decided what to do. If his friends came here, they'd know to wait downstairs, right? He walked upstairs, stopping in front of the room where Shannen had went. He took a deep breath, walked in, closed the door behind him, and there she was. Laying on the bed, wearing black underwear was the love of Damon's life, looking at him with a calling stare in her eyes. "You got here just in time, I was about to take care of this by myself." Damon approached her slowly, while she got ready for an incoming assault by removing her bra. Her big juicy breasts were begging for someone to give them just a little grab, nipples hard as rock in the middle of them waiting for lips to come and suck them dry. Damon climbed on the bed, and above Shannen, kissed her softly. Shannen wanted it a lot more than him, sticking her tongue deep into Damon's mouth. He broke the kiss to tell her something, but she pushed him up and started to remove his jeans. "Listen I need to tell you something..."

"Talk later. Now, shut up!" She said right before she got Damon's cock into her mouth. Damon leaned back, letting Shannen stick the thing as far as she could into her throat. Her saliva was warm and slippery, making Shannen's mouth feel like the blowjob of 100 women at once, she moved her head slowly back and forth, rubbing the cock in every part of her mouth, rolling her tongue around it. She took it out of her mouth and started to jerk it violently, taking Damon's balls in her mouth and gently sucking them. She took the hard cock into her mouth again, sucking it with all she had, Damon grabbed the back of Shannen's head and started fucking her head. The cock was sliding deep inside her throat, her warm mouth was giving Damon an extra boost, going faster and faster. Damon started to pant, his grip on Shannen's head was getting tighter, she was gagging as the cock slid in and out of her mouth. Her face was turning red, not being able to breathe every time Damon pushed himself into her throat. Shannen pulled away from him, laying back on the bed. Damon pulled her panties down, along with his own clothes. He laid himself on Shannen's body, kissing her neck softly. Shannen forced Damon's cock inside her with her hand, since Damon seemed to be out of it. He started to move his body back and forth, slowly sliding his big cock in the wet pussy that was ready to explode. Shannen was disappointed, she had expected a bit something else. "What're you doing? Do it..." She moaned grabbing Damon's back, trying to make him go faster. Damon looked at her eyes, starting to go faster by his lover's command. The veiny cock was pounding Shannen's womb, making her squirm of pleasure. As she came on Damon, her brown pubic hair moistened of her juices, this made Damon want to go faster... well she asked for it. Suddenly he picked his pace to max, catching Shannen off-guard, recovering from her orgasm. Her panting got intense, the high-pitched voice was turning Damon on, moving his cock inside the warm and wet cunt that was continuously whimpering of orgasms. Damon grinned and grabbed Shannen's ass, pumping the last strokes into the horny cunt. Shannen came once more, her juices mixing with Damon's hot sperm in her pussy. Damon froze inside her, not moving for a few seconds, and then collapsed on her.

"God... I never came like that before... it felt so good..." Shannen gasped as Damon moved his cock slowly inside her. Then he remembered what he should have done, instead of going upstairs and fucking. He jumped up from the bed, getting dressed. "See? A while ago you were telling me how beautiful I am and being so sensitive about me, and now you're rushing out."

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have done this. I was supposed to wait downstairs, I'm sorry, Shannen..." He pulled his pants up and grabbed his shirt, rushing out of the door. Shannen smiled by herself and relaxed on the bed, letting all the fluids from her run down on the bed.

After that, Damon didn't move from his position in the table, except for getting more beer or food. His friends didn't seem to be getting there, but he kept waiting... Damon trusted them blindly, still he wanted to go back upstairs, to lay next to the woman he had strong feelings for.

As the days went by, Michelle Trachtenberg, Jennifer Love Hewitt and Damon were still at large. Last sightings were in Nevada, but the current executive of the 'Organization', Dominique Swain, was ready to call in a big search. The search party had gathered into one of the biggest clubs in Las Vegas, Dominique herself, Reese Witherspoon, Jessica Alba and Alyssa Milano... or what was left of her.

"Still shaky?" Asked Dominique.

"No, but... by neck's kinda sore..." Responded Alyssa.

"That's what you get from falling down the stairs, you should've been more careful, Reese." Dominique looked at Reese meaningfully.

"Well, you did say any way you want..." Reese pointed out, looking around for their targets.

"Are they here?" Dominique looked around. "No... but I see someone I'd like to say hello to..." Smiled Reese.

They all looked at the girl surrounded by bodyguards in one of the tables. She looked rather frustrated, she couldn't do anything without her bodyguards along, almost anything...

"Listen, how about you guys go on with the search, I'll take care of some personal business?"

"We get the point, anyways I don't think they'd be stupid enough to stay in Las Vegas for long." Said Jessica.

Dominique thought for a second and stood up from the table. "You're right, they're not here. They've probably gone back to California, this was a diversion..."

All except Reese got up and left the club, she stayed to observe her target more closely.

In a while, the girl needed to go to the bathroom, and was escorted to the door by her bodyguards. After finishing up, she walked in front of the mirror to correct her make-up. At that moment, Reese walked in. The girl looked at her a bit amazed. "How'd you get past the guards?"

"Never mind that, you wanna get out of here?" Asked Reese.

The bodyguards were confused as two girls walked out of the bathroom, very tightly on each other. Luckily when they realized what just happened, Reese and her long term crush Britney Spears were far away from them. After a few hours of drinking and partying in the roughest places in town, they ended up in a very expensive hotel.

"OK... OK, I'm gonna take a shower... hey!" Mumbled Britney, on the verge of passing out. Reese staggered up to her, leaning on the wall. "I'm gonna take a shower now... OK?"

Reese kept nodding, almost as drunk as Britney. While she went to the shower, Reese removed her jacket and looked at herself from the mirror. She looked like shit, that was clear. But they were both too wasted to notice it. Britney slammed the bathroom door open, standing there in her underwear looking helpless. "I can't get my bra off!" She cried out and Reese walked to her. "You really shouldn't wear bra when you're going out to get drunk... that's what I do..." She reached her arms around Britney, taking her bra off her. "See? There you go." Smiled Reese and was about to lay down on the bed. "Hey... can you..." Britney spoke out, cutting her sentence short. Reese looked at her looking tired. "Can you help me with these too?" Asked Britney, laying her hands on her panties. "Phew... fine."

Reese dropped down on her knees, crawling to Britney. She quickly pulled down her gold panties, showing Reese what she was after. But no... she was too tired and too drunk to do anything right now, so she tried to get up. For her surprise, Britney stopped her with her hands, pushing Reese's head down to her crotch. "What are you doing?" Asked Reese. "Come on... pretty please?" Moaned Britney, pulling Reese's head closer to her cunt. "Listen... I think you're great, Britney... it's just... I'm not up to this right now, can we do this later?"

"No, I want it now! Don't you wanna?" Whined Britney, still trying to get Reese to taste her. She looked up to her, sighing and pushing her jaw between Britney's legs. She smiled with delight as Reese moved her tongue inside her cunt. Her lips were rubbing her red pussy lips, her juices started to cover Reese's face completely, the smell of Britney's cunt made Reese hornier by the second, her pubic hair was tickling her nose and her swollen clit was throbbing like crazy. Britney moaned loudly not caring who would hear, she moved her hands in Reese's hair slowly, messing them up from what they already were from all the partying. Reese started moving her hands up and down Britney's hot body, moving them up from her legs, rubbing her thighs on her way, caressing her tummy on the way to the ample and full breasts, that she started squeezing slowly, pinching her nipples with her fingers, making Britney tremble. Reese's tongue was buried in the hot and wet depths of Britney's innocence, where only one man had went, Reese was now making her feel much better than that man. Britney erupted right into Reese's mouth, not drop of it missing her. She swallowed it hornily, starting to probe her tongue even more wildly. Britney's tight pussy was on fire, her juices were filling Reese to the tip, she could still feel Britney's juices inside her stomach. Reese squeezed Britney's breasts real hard for one last time, she grinned and smiled as she felt Reese's hands invading other parts of her body. "God yes! Do it! Your fingers feel so good! If you don't do it, I'm gonna blow up!" Britney cried out and Reese moved her hands on her round, soft and hot ass. She flattened Britney's buttocks against the rest of her body, it was like pumping water. Another flood rushed out of Britney's hot cunt, now the load was too big, it ran down to Reese's shirt, and made a mess of the hotel's carpet. Reese kept pumping the fluid out of her, it ran along her tongue straight into her mouth, between swallows it dripped down her chin. Reese moved her right hand under Britney's ass and stuck up her index finger. She kept teasing Britney's butthole with it, making her ass clench up and keeping Britney begging for it. She kept moaning and groaning until Reese slowly stuck it inside her butt, forget about pumping, the faucet was wide open. She started hysterically pounding the wall behind her, trying not to faint of what was cumming. The finger up her ass made her cum like never before, Reese hardly could keep up with the normal orgasms, but this one covered her whole head, the hair, face, neck, everything. Britney calmed down and slid down along the wall down to Reese's face.

"I have never came like that before... it was like all the cocks in the world... oh, shit..." She panted pulling Reese into her arms. Reese gave her a long french kiss, letting her taste the juices. "Now I know why..." She moaned, taking Reese's finger from her butt and put it in her mouth.

Meanwhile in San Francisco, Dominique and Jessica were looking around in the streets, the moon had gone way up in the cloudless sky, shining down on the people still awake. Alyssa was checking nearby hotels for their escapees. Luckily Jennifer had some friends around there.

"How long should we stay here?" Wondered Michelle, looking out of the window of an apartment. "Until Dominique decides that we aren't that important... that could take a while." Said Jennifer. Damon had gone outside scouting, since he knew how to hide and had done it quite often. They were all still a bit shocked about Alyssa, but didn't want to risk getting caught by going to the police, for all they knew, Alyssa might be alive and kicking, and she was...

Dominique leaned on to a wall and lit a cigarette. She inhaled the smoke and looked up at the moon, looking a bit worried. A few cars passed the alley she was next to, she could feel someone watching her from the darkness, knowing exactly who it was... but she didn't care.

"What's the demon-bitch of Hollywood grieving about?" Asked Damon, walking out of the darkness. Dominique laughed, throwing her cigarette on the street. "Personal problems... nothing to do with you guys."

"Really? Feeling guilty for killing? Or something else, maybe?" Damon walked next to her. "If I'd grieve after every bad apple I've ordered to be terminated... well, you know what I mean."

"Bad apple? Is that what you call those who won't be slaves to you?"

Dominique smiled, starting to walk away. Damon rushed up and grabbed her, pulling her into the alley, gagging her with his hand. He bashed her against the wall violently, causing some bruises on her body. "Oh yeah! I heard you were rough but this is much better!" She moaned with her face against the wall. Damon pulled Dominique's miniskirt up and lowered her panties. "You're gonna suffer for what you've done, you'll never harm anyone ever again!"

"I eat suffering for breakfast... and you can't stop me by doing this!" Laughed Dominique. At that point, Damon bashed his cock into Dominique's ass, ravaging it inside her violently, making Dominique moan of pain, but the fact was that she was probably enjoying it more than Damon. "Oh God! You feel so good inside me... is that what your suffering was all about?" She moaned, still her cheek against the cold wall. Damon pushed his cock inside Dominique's rectum so hard that her whole body slammed against the wall, tightening her ass from what it already was. Damon's violent plunging was making Dominique's clothes rub against the wall, starting to rip them apart, her skin started to scratch, small amount of blood appearing from the wounds. The cock was sinking easily into the hot little ass of the moaning girl, Damon pushing himself against her body, almost crushing her between him and the wall. But she wasn't in pain yet, this was only turning her on. Dominique was hysterically trying to grab a hold of the wall, she came and her juices dripped on the ground. The tight and wet rectum of hers would've made any man cum right there, but Damon kept going with pure anger in his mind, slapping himself against her, wriggling her buttocks with his pounding. Dominique's tiny asshole was making it hard for Damon not to cum, but she was going to suffer. He slapped her ass hard, while trying to make her scream with his cock. "God, yes! That feels so good... I'm gonna cum again! Oh God! I'm cumming!" She moaned with an high-pitched voice as her juices escaped her body again. Damon kept bashing Dominique's hot body against the wall, her wounds started to bleed more, they actually started to hurt. Damon saw the pain in her eyes and took a strong grip of her buttocks, starting to tear them apart. "Did Alyssa moan, Damon?" Dominique asked him. Damon's anger started to gather up. "She begged it, didn't she? That little whore wanted it hard didn't she?" She laughed, making Damon angrier and angrier. Damon felt his sperm coming up from his cock. "Oh yeah! She begged! FUCK ME DAMON! FUCK MY TIGHT WHORE ASS!" Damon yelled as he blew his load inside Dominique's rectum, and the girl's neck snapped at the same time. Her lifeless body dropped down on the ground, with Damon's sperm running out of her ass. Damon pulled his pants up, looking at the corpse he had made with his own hands. Killing was easy, much easier than he had thought... but it was still wrong. Damon vanished into the darkness, heading for the apartment.

Next morning, Michelle woke up to a noise in the hall. As she checked it out, Damon was getting dressed and opening the door. "Where are you going at this hour?"

"I need to check something... you go get some sleep."

He walked out of the door, leaving Michelle wondering in the hall. What could be so important?

Damon's guess was correct, Dominique's body wasn't there anymore, and it was clear that the police didn't pick her up, she was probably alive again. Now it was too dangerous to go back to the apartment, he was followed, he walked around, trying to shake his tail off... no result. He tried to face who ever was following him, but they were too smart and didn't answer Damon's calls. He had no choice, he called the apartment to say that he needed to leave.

In the afternoon, Alyssa was sitting in a coffee shop where she was supposed to meet up with the others. At the given hour, Dominique joined her.

"Well, here we are... two dead gals walking and talking."

"Who offed you?" Asked Alyssa. "Our persistent little bastard, Damon. He really went nuts when I talked about you."

Alyssa smiled, looking at her watch. "Jessica's late... I wonder if she had the same treatment?" She thought and finished her coffee. "Nope, after delivering me to the local office, she decided to go after one of our escapees, she located them last night."

"Great... what is she gonna do?"

"I left that to her..."

Jennifer was sleeping in her bed, Michelle had gone outside to get some fresh air, what they didn't know was that they had been found and someone was inside the house...

Jessica opened the bedroom door, she saw Jennifer laying under the sheets just a little light shining through the shutters and the drapes. She looked so peaceful sleeping there, Jessica sneaked next to the bed, trying not to wake her up. She took a needle from her pocket and stung her without waking her up. The poison spread through her body, poisoning her mind. She slowly opened her eyes, all she could see was blur. She felt her body heating up and sweat began to run all over her. "Shhh... it's OK, I'm here..." Jessica whispered. Jennifer smiled even though she couldn't see and she was hearing a whole different person. "Michelle... I feel hot, can you open the window?"

"Why don't you take your clothes off instead?" Asked Jessica, starting to remove Jennifer's nightgown. "Oh, OK..." She whispered in reply, trying to remove her panties. "Let me..." Jessica whispered as she pulled Jennifer's gown off her, revealing her sweating body. "I think I'm sick... I need to go to the hospital..." She tried to get up but Jessica stopped her. "Stay here with me... please?"

Jennifer sighed when Jessica pulled down her panties. Her skin was slowly turning red, the poison had made her completely uninhibited. Jessica climbed on top of her and laid her body against hers. Her breasts were rubbing Jennifer's through her thin top. Jessica's knee was rubbing Jennifer's clit, making her pant softly. The poison had made her very sensitive, she could feel everything times ten. Her tits started to swell, her nipples turning completely red. Jessica kissed her passionately, making her forget about the strange feeling she was having. "I want you..." Jessica whispered into Jennifer's ear. She kept rubbing her knee against her pussy, Jennifer's panting became intense, Jessica moved down to suck her breasts. She was rubbing her own cunt against Jennifer's sweaty leg, the color from her face was fading, becoming paler and paler. As she was given her last orgasm by Jessica's leg, her juices spread on Jessica's knee. Jessica came also, making a mess of her pants.

She laid there on Jennifer as she was taking her last breaths. "Do you know... what's the good part in this?" Asked Jessica while she moved up to Jennifer's face. "You get to rest for an eternity... and you won't come back."

Jennifer's eyes slowly went completely white. Her body was as cold as ice and the blood inside her stopped running. Jessica got up from the bed and walked out of the room. She left the apartment like it never happened, leaving Jennifer's naked body into the bedroom. Her body was found by Michelle later on, but she didn't stick around after informing the police. She kept escaping the 'Organization' that had killed at least 3 people. One thing was clear, anyone in it wasn't human, at least their minds weren't human. No matter what they had said, they needed to be stopped.

Michelle ended up in some Jazz club in LA, she was supposed to meet up with someone. This someone was currently taking a break from the 'Organization', therefore she should be reliable. A shadowy character walked next to her, both standing near the counter. "You shouldn't be in LA now... I suggest that you run away, before I go back into business..."

"I don't think so... Damon's gone, Jennifer's dead... I really can't go anywhere can I?"

"I'm afraid not, where ever in the world you are, we'll find you... I'm sorry."

"Forget about it, I'm gonna go look for a place to stay, take care of yourself, OK?"

"Wait..."

"What is it?"

"... It's good to hear your voice."

"... Bye."

Michelle left the club, heading down to a ragged motel she knew around there. Unfortunately, she had been spotted and was being followed again. But her tailer was patient, she let her get a room and get comfortable. But when night would fall, she'd get what she deserves.

Night prevailed and Michelle fell asleep. Her tailer broke into the room, blocking the door with the desk in the room, to make sure that they wouldn't be disturbed. The tailer undressed and took a few items from the bag. When Michelle woke up, she noticed that she was handcuffed to the bed and she was completely naked. Alyssa walked out of the bathroom, just gotten off the shower. "Oh, good. You're awake."

Michelle was stunned at first, but remembered what else they could do. "Are you still you?" She asked, trying to get out of the handcuffs. "Sweetie, I've never been this much me, ever." Smiled Alyssa, drying herself with the towel. Michelle also noticed that she was wearing a strap-on, sticking up like the longest cock she'd ever seen. "Do you like it? I thought you would..." Alyssa crawled on the bed on fours, she nudged the tip of the dildo with her tongue, making Michelle let out a small moan. She felt the other end firmly attached to her clit. "I took the liberty of making this as much fun for you as it is for me." Said Alyssa, while descending down taking the dildo deep into her throat. Alyssa was wobbling the dildo in her mouth as much as she could to ensure that Michelle would get off this, and she was. Michelle was panting strongly, trying to pull her hands off the cuffs, to pull Alyssa more against her cunt. She was moving her head up and down on the dildo faster and faster. Every time the thing poked something in Alyssa's mouth, Michelle felt it on her clit, causing shivers every once in a while. Alyssa took the dildo out of her mouth and put it between her tits. She squeezed them around the dildo but didn't do anything. "Come on, fuck my tits!" Michelle started moving her hips up and down, her ass clenching up with every push. Her clit was throbbing with pleasure, fucking Alyssa's breasts was like fucking the tightest ass in the world, sinking the long dildo between the plump tits and poking her chin with the tip. Alyssa was in ecstasy with Michelle pumping her chest, her pussy was getting hotter and wetter with every push, running her hands on Michelle's body, rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples. Michelle came and her juices ran down on the bed, Alyssa wet her fingers in her pussy and spread the moistness of her cunt on the dildo. Climbing on top of Michelle and setting the dildo on her pussy lips, she panted hornily, waiting to cum by the young girl under her. She slowly started moving her body up and down, the dildo poking her womb and her ass slapping against Michelle's thighs. "Alyssa, take these cuffs off, please!" Begged Michelle. But she didn't listen, she was jumping up and down on Michelle's body with her eyes closed with the feeling of delight. "Alyssa, please! I'll do anything! Let me touch you!" She cried out as her second orgasm approached. Alyssa smiled and bent down to kiss Michelle's neck. Michelle's clit was all swollen, her cunt was begging for something inside it, but right now she had to settle with this. Alyssa bit her neck softly, this triggered Michelle's orgasm and she came violently whining and shivering. "Almost there... almost there... just a few more..." Alyssa moaned into Michelle's ear, moving her hot and tight ass around, her pussy was red and wet with all the excitement, she felt Michelle's clit throbbing through the dildo, all the muscles in her body contracted and she grinned and moaned burning every drop of energy in her body. She cried out and her warm juices flooded her crotch and Michelle's thighs. She fainted on top of Michelle with the dildo inside her, letting her juices dry on both of them, laying there catching their breaths. After Alyssa regained consciousness, she looked around just to make sure where she was. "That was one hell of an orgasm you had..." Said Michelle.

"Thanks... it was my first, remember?"

"Oh yeah... you're dead."

Alyssa tried to get up but didn't have the strength to do that yet. She just laid there not doing anything. "... Are you gonna kill me?" Asked Michelle.

"..."

Two weeks after the death of one of the first people in the 'Organization', Kirsten Dunst and Natalie Portman decided to take a bit longer vacation in some island in the Bahamas. A private travel agency was taking care of the arrangements, so many people who didn't want to attract any attention used this one to escape from normal life. And some people tried to escape a life of danger and death to a more normal life, sometimes these things happen...

"Are you sure you're okay?" Asked Kirsten, turning her head to Natalie who was looking out of the window of the plane. "Yeah... I'm okay, really! You shouldn't keep thinking about it." Said Nat, laying her hand on Kirsten's.

"I know that she was one of the first ones, you don't need to play tough."

Natalie looked at Kirsten and smiled, the plane was just arriving at the airport. The reason they had taken the plane was that the boat was completely full. A small private plane was taking them and a few others to the island. The island itself was relatively small, with only a hotel in the middle of it and the beach of course. After reaching the island, Kirsten and Natalie discovered that it WAS a smaller island than they had expected. There were no transportation around it, all moving was by foot, with the luggage they had. Luckily they hadn't much stuff with them, 2 bags of clothes and some other miscellaneous stuff, it was a job enough to drag them to the hotel...

"We should've taken a car with us, this hill is killing me..." Moaned Kirsten, dragging her bag up the hill along with Nat who didn't have any trouble carrying her bag. "Do you need help with that?" She asked, swinging her bag from her right hand to her left. "No, I got it... it's me who should be carrying your bag here..."

"Come on, stop that. Can we not talk about that here? I want to relax with you for a few weeks." Said Nat, looking at the hotel that was unveiling behind the trees. "Even though I'm the backup plan?"

Nat stopped and sighed. She dropped her bag and turned to Kirsten who was looking at her through the sunglasses on her head. Nat walked up against her, lifted Kirsten's sunglasses up to her forehead and kissed her gently on the lips. When the kiss broke she looked deep into Kirsten's eyes. "You're not a backup plan, never think like that." She gave her a long warm hug and picked up their bags. "I'm carrying this, no discussion."

Kirsten gave her sweet smile and they continued their walk up to the hotel. But still, Kirsten knew that Natalie would rather be there with someone else. They walked up to the hotel and got their room. The hotel was obviously packed, there were enough rooms in the hotel, but they seemed to be fighting over who gets their keys first. Kirsten and Nat were one of the last ones there, but they were also the first ones who got up to their room. Even though Natalie was pretty sure that there wasn't any reason to have her followed around, she still felt like someone was in the hotel with them.

"So, sunbathing or swimming?" Asked Nat, looking at herself from the mirror. "I dunno... definitely sunbathing. I don't want to get eaten on my vacation." Laughed Kirsten, putting her bikini on. "You won't get eaten, the beaches are very well protected from things like that."

Natalie sat down on the bed, looking for her bikini from her bag. Kirsten glanced at her, thinking of asking something that Nat might want to forget. "I can hear your brain wanting to say something, Kiki. What is it?" Asked Nat, still looking through her bag. "I don't know..." Responded Kirsten with some nervousness in her voice. "Come on, you can ask me anything." Kirsten walked to Nat and sat next to her.

"Have you ever... died?"

Natalie turned her head toward Kirsten, looking sad. "... No, but I've seen many who have... they don't seem much different from what they used to be... why?"

Kirsten got up and walked to the balcony. "If I die... will I come back?" Nat sighed and walked next to her. "If we decide that we need you... so yeah." Kirsten smiled glancing down. "Thanks..." The sky was cloudless and the sun was at it's highest. "Let's go, we need a tan to get into the nightlife."

Walking down to the beach in their bikinis, the rest of the people in the hotel followed, filling the beach with men and women getting their skin burned. Some were swimming, but the majority enjoyed the sun more than the water.

"How long have we been here?"

"About an hour... I think we'd pass for Harlem by now..."

"How about if we just turn around?"

"... Good thinking..."

They turned around to get some sun on their backs, laying there about 20 minutes before Kirsten broke the silence. "Nat... do you wanna have kids?" Asked Kirsten, looking at the children playing on the beach. Natalie went quiet, not saying a word. Kirsten looked at her, trying to get some reaction out of her. "... There's something I haven't told you about that trip in Scotland..." Said Natalie, turning her head toward Kirsten, who looked serious. "Those kids that were found in the catacombs..."

Suddenly thunder struck and some black clouds rushed into the sky from the horizon. All the people from the beach ran back to the hotel, it was a pouring rain. Everyone went back to their rooms to wait for the restaurant in the hotel to open. Natalie and Kirsten were laying in the bed next to each other, hand in hand, looking at the ceiling. The balcony door was open so the room was a bit cool and the sound of the rain filled it with noises. "Did you know that our ceiling has 6 cracks in it?" Asked Kirsten looking at the fracture's in the ceiling. "... I think there's 7, you missed that crack in the corner." "... Oh..."

Kirsten turned around and moved on top of Nat. "I think I missed one more..." She started dragging herself down against Nat's body. "Hey, I thought we were gonna get something to eat?" Smiled Nat. "I am, see?" She pulled Nat's bikini off, letting her remove the top herself. Smiling and biting her lower lip gently, Nat moved her hands down to Kirsten's head, softly pulling it against her cunt. Kirsten's lips were softly kissing Nat's slit, every kiss made her shiver of pleasure and excitement, caressing her hair, Nat started panting softly. As her enthusiasm grew more eager to taste Kirsten, her cunt was getting wetter and hotter, this made Kirsten start to use her tongue, slowly licking Natalie's clit. Her brown pubic hair was moist of the sexual satisfaction Kirsten was giving her, Nat's head was rolling around the pillow without her even noticing it, Kirsten looked up at her while her tongue was licking the swollen knob on Nat's cunt. Natalie pulled Kirsten up to kiss her, their tongues pressing against each other and rolling around in their mouths. After giving Natalie's face one more horny lick, she turned around setting her crotch right above Natalie's mouth. Sliding Kirsten's bikini off, and revealing her wet blond pubic hair from under the red bikini. Setting her hands on Kirsten's hips, slowly pulling her pussy closer to her mouth, Natalie herself was in ecstasy, trying to control herself from going berserk. When Natalie's lips reached Kirsten's pussy, Kirsten let out a loud gasp, gently biting Nat's clit, causing her to erupt on Kiki's face. "God, you taste so good..." Panted Kirsten while drinking the juices off Nat's cunt. Natalie stuck her middle finger deep inside Kirsten's cunt, while nibbling her clit with her lips. Nat's hard nipples were pressing against Kiki's stomach, while Kirsten's big tits were rubbing Nat's belly. She reached down with her other hand to squeeze them softly, they felt so soft and warm, making Nat's hand rub them with delight to both girls. Kirsten's panting became violent and high-pitched, she started moving that beautiful ass with tan lines around, fucking Nat's finger with her cunt hornily. She cried out as her orgasm wetted Natalie's face and hand.

Kirsten collapsed on Natalie's body, both not moving or saying anything for a long time. Only after the rain stopped, Kirsten got up from the bed and walked to the window. "Stopped raining... should we go downstairs?"

"Yeah, the restaurant should be open now anyways."

After getting dressed, they headed down to the restaurant, which was full of people, only one table was left and they took it. After ordering Kirsten remembered their previous conversation. "Well, do you?"

"What?" Asked Natalie, taking a sip from her glass of wine. "Kids. Want any?" Natalie looked at Kirsten who obviously didn't remember the incident she had had. "Yeah, sure..." She responded, to keep the conversation going toward the end of it. "Did you want to say something about that trip to Scotland?"

"Forget it, nothing important..."

"Well there has to be something important, since they both grew so rapidly... besides I don't remember a whole lot after I got lost in the cave, I was hoping you could tell me what happened."

"We found you in one of the caverns, we also found the children and the rest of you guys wandering about, nothing else, really..."

"Oh..." Kirsten went quiet along with Natalie, who emptied the glass and poured it full again. "The reason I asked was... I haven't really felt normal after that all happened... it's like something happened to me in there..."

"Don't worry about it, you're still alive aren't you?"

"... Yeah... alive..."

"I think I saw Natalie downstairs... I hope she didn't notice me..."

The woman walked to the balcony of her room, looking down on the dark island in the Bahamas. She happened to know that Natalie and her lover were staying in the floor beneath her, and she had heard that a couple of hours ago they had obviously had a very intimate moment. Throwing the dress she had worn earlier, the woman walked in front of a mirror and gave herself a long look. The body of Sandra Bullock, but not the same person for a long time... when the hell did that happen?

"What? Don't tell me that you have a headache! You haven't said that in a long while." Sandra's lover on the bed pointed out. "That's the point, isn't it..." Wondered Sandra, backing up to the bed and sitting down, still looking at the mirror. Her lover sat up and put his arms around her, kissing her neck and trying to get her horizontal on the bed.

"What do you think? Have I been acting strange for a couple of months?" Asked Sandra, turning her eyes off the mirror and focusing them on Angelo's eyes. He sighed and looked away, trying to avoid Sandra's look. "I suppose so... but it hasn't hurt anyone, has it?" He smiled, not knowing what Sandra's behavior had already inflicted. Sandy just smiled back at him, covering her grief completely. She joined Angelo in a passionate kiss, slowly falling down onto the bed. His hands went through her beautiful brown hair, lowering down to caress her back while the endless kiss continued. Their lips parted just to get a good breath of air, resuming the kiss right after. Sandy reached down and took a hold of Angelo's cock, stroking the shaft slowly and softly rubbing the tip. Not for long and his cock got hard and big, ready to do it's duty. She started to move lower her head down, but Angelo lifted it up. "You don't have to..."

Sandy gave her a warm smile, ignoring his suggestion. The tip of Angelo's cock sank into Sandra's mouth, the slow and patient sucking and the warm and wet licking were making Angelo's head go nuts. Stroking the long and veiny shaft while making her lover moan like this was his last blowjob were making Sandra hornier than him. She wasn't like this before... but she was now. "God, Sandy... your mouth... ohhh, and your tongue... I can't take it..." He moaned while gripping a hold of the sheets. She pushed the cock deep into her throat just once, to make Angelo's heartbeat stop for a second, and lifted her head up from the cock. Sandy stroked the shaft very carefully, not to make him cum just yet. She removed her red lace panties and threw them on the floor, but keeping the bra still on. When she felt that Angelo's cock was ready for a second run, she set herself above it and slowly landed, letting the cock softly press against her womb. Sandy's cunt was already so wet that it slid in easily, as she started to move back and forth slowly on her dark lover, she could feel the thing inside her throbbing, along with her own clit. Her wet pubic hair was rubbing itself against Angelo, giving him an unbelievable feeling in his cock and his whole body. Sandy felt it too, running up from her cunt right up to her hair. Like a wave of orgasms flowing through their bodies making them press against each other. "Oh yeah! Did you learn new tricks when I was gone, did ya?" She smiled with tears of joy running down her cheeks. Sandy's cunt was getting wetter and Angelo's cock was getting harder, so hard that it hurt. He just grinned and kept Sandra on him by grabbing her hips. Sandy's intentions weren't to leave for a long time, she had never felt anything like this, she just kept rubbing her cunt hard against Angelo's crotch with the long cock inside her. She started moving her sexy butt more, spinning it around and making her lover's pulse race. "Sandy... oh my God! Your cunt feels so fucking good!" At that moment Sandra came on Angelo, her cum spreading on his body, but she still kept going. Angelo started moving his hips up and down, pushing his cock deeper into her cunt, Sandra started gasping, her body recovering from the orgasm. Her lover's hands tightened their grip on her, his hips bucking up harder and harder. Sandra felt him coming and she sank her nails into Angelo's skin. This was too much, he pulled it out and jerked it hard, cum splashing on Sandy's sweet ass.

At that moment the feeling just went away. They didn't feel it anywhere, all they felt was exhausted. Sandy fell softly on Angelo, who was panting just as beat as her.

"I feel strange..." Moaned Sandra, wrapping herself with the sheets. "Like someone was here?"

Sandra looked at Angelo, surprised that he felt it. "... Yeah, exactly..."

"I should get back down..." Angelo got up, putting his clothes on. "I'll check back tomorrow, OK?"

Sandra nodded as a reply, left alone in the room when he was gone. She sat up on the edge of the bed and looked into the mirror. "Doesn't really matter, does it?" She just went to sleep, she couldn't just run around the small island, there was the risk of being noticed by a certain someone.

"Sandy, wake up." The girl slapped her face softly to wake her up. Sandra slowly opened her eyes to see her old boss, Natalie Portman waking her up. "Oh, man..." She moaned, and buried her head to the pillow. "I don't think you want to be not paying attention to me right now."

"Why? Is there an apocalypse?" She murmured, her sound muffled by the pillow. "It seems that... one of my kids is here."

Sandra opened her eyes and looking quite disappointed got up from the bed and walked to the window, leaving Natalie sitting on the bed.

"FUCK!"

The cry spread throughout the whole island, not that it was a big island, but still an island.

"Goddamn! Sonovabitch!" Sandra kept cursing while violently kicking and hitting the walls. Natalie sighed, looking a bit pale, not so surprised by Sandy's reaction. "I trusted that they wouldn't leave the mansion! You said that they wouldn't! Now we'll have ten times the job covering up our mess..." Sandra started to calm down, leaning against the wall. "Wasn't my call, again... I'm not in charge of anything anymore, until I go back to director." Said Nat, getting up from the bed and starting to walk around the room.

"Wait a sec... they've come to look for their mother, right?"

"I suppose so... but I can't be sure."

"Then which mother are they looking for? The biological or you?" Asked Sandra, bolting the door. "I don't know that either, but the biological mother is one floor below and I want to make sure nothing happens to her."

They both sat down on the bed staring at the wall. "Why did you tell me?" Asked Sandra.

"I need you to take her away from here and contact our escapee... she'll understand the situation... I've ordered a plane."

"Fine... you're interrupting my vacation, but OK..."

Sandra looked at Natalie who was still staring at the wall, her eyes full of sorrow. "I'll do it, don't worry about it." Natalie looked back at her smiling. "Thanks."

It was true, Crystal had come here to find her biological mother, the mother who didn't know of her existence. Natalie didn't have much choice, there was only one person who had escaped the 'Organization' for a long time, and she needed to contact her. Natalie lured Crystal into her room, telling her that her real mother would show up there...

"Mother...?" Crystal walked into the dark room, not closing the door behind her. She turned the lights on and only saw an empty room. Nat slammed the door shut and leaned back against it. Crystal looked at her angrily. "This is deception, where is my mother?"

"You've grown... last time I saw you, you looked like... 16 or something." Said Nat, starting to approach Crystal slowly. "All your spawn stop aging at 18, you know that." The dark-haired girl pointed out, trying to go around her, but Natalie stopped her with her hand. "Sit down... we need to talk."

Crystal knew that she was no match for Natalie in terms of fighting, so she took her advice. "Who ordered the hit on her?" Asked Natalie, walking in front of the girl. "You know who... the one in charge until you come back." Answered Crystal, removing her jacket. "Why?"

"She'll figure out the truth one way or another, and when she does, she might freak out and try to stop us."

"She's not a threat... what's the real reason she's to be killed?" Asked Natalie starting to walk around the room nervously. "I just do what I'm told, you'll have to ask the current director."

"Right..." Nat stared at the girl looking back at her. This was the product that had grown rapidly in a few weeks, now trying to kill the woman who gave birth to her. "Or... would you like to stop me from running down to the airport to suck the life out of that bitch?" Smiled Crystal.

"Stop it... she's not like that..." Nat glanced at Crystal and walked in front of the mirror. Crystal smiled wickedly and got up. Warm hands started running over Nat's body, caressing her up from her belly to her neck, Nat just stared at the mirror, showing the girl behind her pressing against her back. "You're ready to screw up an easy hit just for this?" Asked Nat, starting to remove her clothes. "We never believed that we'd get her with this one... we were sure that you wouldn't give her up..." Crystal was running her tongue around Nat's neck, moistening her tender skin and making her cheeks blush. Crystal backed up to remove her clothes too, while Natalie had only her white bra and panties on. Crystal got rid of all her clothes and Natalie laid down on her, kissing her ample breasts covered by the milky skin of the young girl. While Natalie kept moving down on Crystal's body, licking and kissing her way down, Crystal reached down to remove Natalie's bra. Nat's lips touched the girl's moist dark pubic hair, moving down even more she reached her swollen cunt lips, almost burning her juiced shiny lips when she kissed them softly. Nat moving her tongue slowly into her, making her tremble of pleasure. This was the first for Crystal, but she had inherited her passion from her spiritual mother who was giving her the first orgasm of her life. Natalie got her panties off and stopped licking Crystal just when she was about to cum. "Don't stop, please!" She panted trying to put her hands into her cunt, but Natalie grabbed her hands stopping her. "Patience, you'll get there eventually..."

She ran her hands up to Crystal's breasts, grabbing a hold of them and pulling herself up to her face. "Your turn now..." Natalie set Crystal's leg between hers, and she started moving it back and forth, rubbing Nat's swollen clit roughly. Natalie closed her eyes and enjoyed the innocence of her own offspring who had inherited the body of her biological mother and the eyes and hair of her spiritual mother. Crystal's body started to gather up the stamina again, her leg started moving faster and faster against Nat's cunt. "Please... touch it..." She moaned, trying to get Nat to make her cum. Natalie gave her some slack and moved her leg between Crystal's, rubbing it hard against her virginal cunt. Nat forced her hands under Crystal's butt and squeezed it hard. "God... you feel just like her..."

Crystal's whole body blushed and her pulse started racing like a horse. All she could think about was Natalie and her leg, trying to force itself inside her cunt. Nat came, running her juices down Crystal's leg, it ran down to her crotch, mixing with the moistness of her cunt. "Oh, Jesus! Oh my God!" Crystal panted on the verge of her first orgasm, Natalie just smiled and pulled away from her. "What... what are you doing?" Asked Crystal, very confused about Nat's doing. "Did you really think you'd get me out of business this easily? Anyone who comes into contact with THAT dies, remember?" Smiled Nat, starting to put her clothes on. Crystal cried out in anger, starting to violently finger her cunt. Her hand was slapping against the wet lips of her tight innocence. She growled violently as her juices filled the bed and Nat left the room. "GOOOOOOODDD!!!"

As Nat walked to the yard of the hotel, she saw the plane leaving the airport. With a smile upon her face, she returned back into the hotel, knowing that her lover was going to be alright and safe... safe from all that what she had created.

Slowly walking down the stairs, the girl felt shivers running through her body. The abandoned mansion was crumbling fast, it wouldn't stand at the cliff for a week. For centuries it had stood there, never in the need of renovation, but now it was a wreck. She walked to the lounge to her aunt, brother and cousins.

"Looks like there's nothing we can do, we're going down..." Said Beth and sat down next to her brother, Troy. "How could all this happen in one night?" Wondered Patrick.

"Well, it's obvious who's responsible, that girl who stood up against all this..." Lady Craven pointed out.

"What will we do now?" Asked the twins, Maria and Amber. Lady Craven let out a sigh and got up from the chair. "Amber, Maria, Troy and Beth shall follow orders from the 'Organization' from now on, Patrick and I shall go down with this house..."

An endless silence filled the room, Rose and Patrick Craven weren't the kind of people that would work for a company that did what the 'Organization' did. They heard noises from upstairs but didn't react, they knew very well that the current and last visitors were up.

"Patrick can handle those two, I'll retreat to my crypt for my eternal sleep. And you, get going before the house crumbles on our backs." Lady Craven left the room to finally enter the rest she had waited for a long time. Patrick sent his sisters and cousins away to be picked up by a car and get them to California from the cold Scotland.

As Patrick returned to the lounge, he saw the three guests walking down the dusty stairs, Katherine Heigl, Leelee Sobieski and Reese Witherspoon who had brought them there in the first place.

"What did we miss? This house is ready to collapse." Asked Katherine.

"Nothing to worry about, did you sleep well?"

"Yes, the bed was very comfortable." Nodded Leelee.

Patrick gave them a smile, but Reese was well aware that everything wasn't right. "Well, why don't we check if the garden is still intact, something must've happened last night..."

When arriving into the dome where the garden used to be, all they saw was dirt on the ground, everything was gone. No pool, no plants, just nothing. "What's the plan?" Reese whispered to Patrick.

"Just to take care of these two as soon as possible, after that I will return to my crypt with my mother, and this place will cease to exist..."

"The rest are at our disposal?"

"Yes... but please be careful, they can be very dangerous."

"Things have been bad for a while now... ever since the leadership changed, all we've done is hunt and hunt, this is the only thing I could do to get away from it all..."

"Well, we've served our master for a long time, she'll resolve the mess once she returns."

"... The problem is that I'm not sure she will..."

The day passed slowly, the weird sounds coming from the walls made Katherine and Leelee want to get out as soon as possible, but Reese and Patrick kept them inside until the sun went down. The house was still in shape to be slept in, but things took an ugly turn.

A car pulled over to the yard and a man stepped out. He opened the trunk and took out two big canisters. After closing the trunk he walked to the window of the driver's seat. "So... here we are." Said Damon, smiling at the woman in the car. "Yeah, we are."

"... You don't need to stay, I can get back on my own."

"Oh, I'm not here, I just happened to be on vacation around here and I picked you up right after that big fire on the cliffs." Smiled the woman.

"... Right..."

The man gave her a soft kiss and thanked her with his eyes, the car pulled out of the yard leaving him with two canisters of gas.

"Well, Damon... this has got to be the dumbest shit, ever..."

Inside the house, Leelee, Reese and Katherine were playing poker. Leelee was winning, leaving the others almost completely broke.

"Whaddya got?" Asked Katherine.

"Err... flush?" Smiled Reese. Katherine took a look at her cards. "Nope, that's a high card, Leelee?"

"... I don't think you want to know..."

"Well yes I do, since I'm gonna win with my four kings!" Yelled Katherine, slamming her cards on the table, revealing the kings. Leelee smiled at her, feeling sorry for what she was going to do. She revealed the four aces from her hand and set them calmly on the table. Reese smirked amusedly, setting her eyes on Katherine, who had her eyes on the cards at the table, her face completely vacant.

She didn't say anything, just stared at the aces on the table. Leelee set her hands on the money and carefully pulled them over to her pile, expecting Katherine to jump up to grab the money back.

"... I'll live..." Murmured Katherine, still looking at the cards. "Right, well I'm broke, so I'll just retreat..." Reese got up and walked into the bathroom. "How about you?" Asked Leelee.

Katherine just shook her head and left the room to the hallway. Leelee gathered the money into her pocket and grabbed her toothbrush.

She ran into Reese in the bathroom who was washing her face from the make-up. Leelee started to brush her teeth and Reese lifted her face from the sink. "Did she go?"

"Yup, it's late, she was probably tired..."

"No, she was broke. Where did you learn that shit?"

"I didn't, this was my first time."

"Really? Mine too."

Leelee rinsed her mouth and gargled, Reese noticed that this was a good opportunity. She felt pretty bad, but the faster this was done with, the faster they'd get out of the house, and more importantly, she wouldn't have to return ever again. She moved behind Leelee's back and leaned against her back, setting her head over her shoulder. "Tired?"

"... Not really..." Said Leelee, looking at Reese from the mirror. "How about if we just stay up?" Reese kissed her neck softly, trying to get her in the mood, but she was in for a cold reception. "Stop it, I'm not like that."

"Not even a little?"

"No, can you please sleep in another room?"

Reese backed away from the girl, feeling a little hurt. But she didn't need to take care of her, there was always plan B.

Reese ran into Patrick in the hallway. "OK, plan B!" Said Reese.

"What the heck is plan B?" Asked Patrick.

"Switch... you didn't take care of Katherine yet, did you?"

"No, I was on my way... I suppose we can switch."

"OK, she's in the bathroom, try to be quick so we can leave."

Patrick nodded and Reese walked into Katherine's room, closing the door behind her. Meanwhile, Leelee was getting ready to go to bed. She wasn't that shocked about Reese's behavior, she knew what she was like and wasn't going to mess with it. Patrick walked in on her while she was covering herself with the sheets. She noticed him closing the door and starting to stare her. Leelee started back, almost feeling Patrick's eyes on her skin, covered with a red silk sheet, revealing much of her figure to him. "Did you want something?" She asked, feeling much calmer than Patrick who started to approach her slowly. "Yes... there's something I want..."

Outside the house, Damon was spreading the gas on the wall of the mansion, breaking few of the windows and pouring the stuff inside. It was a hard job, it would take long to make sure all of it would be destroyed, but somebody had to do it. The moon shone on the ocean, and lit the environment just enough to give Damon the perfect condition for arson.

Upstairs in Leelee's room, Patrick had made it to the edge of the bed. "So... did you find something interesting?" Asked Leelee, letting go of the sheet. "Yes, you could put it that way, or... you could put it this way." Patrick started to pull the sheet off the girl's body, revealing her parts slowly one by one. The sheet slid off her juicy breasts, dropping off her hard nipples, erected by the sexual tension between the two. Continuing down Leelee's body, the sheet gave her shivers, moving softly on her skin. Her stomach revealed, Patrick stopped pulling the sheet and leaned over to kiss Leelee's bellybutton. Her whole body was starting to burn, the feverish feeling was pulsing from her crotch, warming her blood and skin, Patrick moving her tongue around her belly. He started moving up the girl's body, still moving his tongue on her blushing skin. Running her lips up to her face, he softly grazed Leelee's soft breasts on the way. Their lips met and the fire between the two burst, the game ended and the passionate kissing filled their whole lives, not thinking about anything else. Patrick let himself press against Leelee's naked body, kicking the sheet right off, along with Patrick's clothes. The girl ran her fingers around her lover's back, pulling him softly against her body. The heat increased as they merged on the silk sheets, Patrick caressing Leelee's hair and kissing her face, already breathless. Leelee spread her legs, giving Patrick enough room to push inside her. Slowly entering her, Patrick panted out of a new experience, this was different. Everything was different from before, the girl under her was doing something, making him feel better than ever. He moved himself slowly inside the girl, every time he poked her womb she let out a tiny moan. Her hands were pulling him deeper with every push, the slow motion was making them feel like a trance, feeling unbelievable pleasure and comfort at the same time. She pulled him against her, leaning her head over his shoulder while they gasped into each others ears. Leelee wrapped her legs around Patrick, locking her tight against her body, keeping him inside her. The sweat was splashing between the two, almost boiling in the heat their passion and instinct had created. Leelee felt herself coming, she came on Patrick, who just kept going, not stopping for a moment of calmness, but still moving himself inside her. Holding him strongly in her arms, she whispered something into his ear with her eyes closed, her grip on him loosened a bit and Patrick started to make deeper pushes, forcing her against the bed and almost running her through it. He put his arms around Leelee and kept going while kissing tasting sweet lips with his. He looked deep into her beautiful eyes, seeing the pleasure given by his every thrust. She kept pulling him against her, feeling that he couldn't go any deeper, and she couldn't handle it any deeper either. The gasping was coming to an end, Patrick's moaning got intense, wanting to make Leelee come on more time. He thrust himself inside the girl's hot wetness, trying to hold his inside, Leelee came to another climax and Patrick felt safe to let it go. He went on with the final push, coming into the girl's body, making her smile of delight and tranquility. She let go of his body and let him pull next to her on the bed. They didn't say anything, they just laid there, staring at the ceiling.

Damon threw the empty canisters into the ocean. He looked around just in case to ensure that anyone wasn't there. He walked in front of the mansion and was about to light the gas...

"... If I go in there I might get killed, but on the other hand, there might be innocent people inside and they would die... I guess it's one of those days."

He glanced up and saw light in one of the windows. "Well... I suppose I can try..."

He broke into the mansion quietly and started to look for any bystanders.

Meanwhile up in Katherine's room... Katherine was checking her wallet for any spare money, but didn't find anything. "Shit... just my luck." She threw her wallet on the desk and removed her shirt. Collapsing on the bed on her back she let out a sigh. "Who do I have to fuck to get some cock in here..." Suddenly she heard something from under the bed. Katherine thought about checking it out for a sec, but let go of the idea, who the hell could it be anyway? And there it was again. Like something crawling under the bed or something... now she was too damn scared to look under the bed, or even move.

"This isn't funny! Who is it?" Yelled Katherine, trying to cloak her fear with her voice. Suddenly five hands ripped through the bed and grabbed her. She didn't even get a chance to scream for one of the hands gagged her. She tried to struggle herself away from the hands, but they were too strong for her. Katherine felt someone breathing on her neck and letting out small moans as the hands ripped off her bra and the rest of her clothes. Two hands grabbed her tits and other two spread her legs wide open. Katherine was getting turned on as the hands kept kneading her big tits and squeezing her nipples, she felt something rising up from the bed between her legs, the cock rubbed it's tip against Katherine's clit first, getting her horny and nicely wet enough to slide in, but this wasn't still the perfect way to do it in the girl's mind. She tried to mutter a 'Stop' but the hand muffled the sound completely. The big cock from the bed penetrated her slippery cunt, Katherine squealed and squirmed as the cock expanded her cunt roughly, almost ripping the walls apart.

Reese walked in just as the cock started the rough pounding into Katherine's tight cunt. She tried to scream for help but it wouldn't do any good. Reese removed her clothes and climbed on top of Katherine. "Don't you like it? I did..." She turned around and set her cunt against Katherine's face just as the hand pulled away. Reese pulled the cock out of her cunt and set it against Katherine's butthole, starting to lick her clit slowly. As Reese was forcing her cunt into her mouth, Katherine saw something appearing from the wall, closing in on Reese with it's cock. It shaped into a man and set it's cock on Reese's pussy lips, ready to thrust it in, setting it's balls into Katherine's mouth. She started to suck the sweet tasting balls of the guy who was entering his cock into Reese right above her face, also feeling the cock against her slowly pushing itself against her virgin ass. Reese forced her hands under Katherine's ass, spreading her buttocks wide open to give the cock some room, still licking her wet clit hornily. The guy grabbed Reese's hips and started to pound his cock into her slowly. At the same time, a cock penetrated Katherine's rectum, it slowly pushed into the tight butt that was fully spread by Reese's hands, squeezing the buttocks softly with every push Reese got from the guy behind her. Katherine started bucking up her hips and landing on the cock pounding her ass, making it thrust deeper and deeper, also letting Reese take her clit fully in her mouth, starting to suck it and roll her tongue around it. As Katherine felt herself coming, she sucked the balls in her mouth hard, giving the guy extra boost on making Reese's hot cunt squirt out it's juices. As Reese saw Katherine's juices escaping her body, she gave her clit a soft bite and gave her a second orgasm in a row. Her juices ran down to her asshole, giving the cock more lubricant on ravaging the fine skintight butt under Reese's eyes. She was beginning to cum too, the long thick cock was too much for her wet cunt to handle. Her juices ran down the shaft of the cock, ending up at the guy's balls where Katherine drank up all of it. The guy slapped his hips against Reese's asscheeks, making them jiggle in front of him. The veiny cock was almost there too, but wasn't going to cum just yet. The other cock however wasn't going to take Katherine's hot ass anymore, Reese pulled it out and stuck the tip into her mouth, starting to roll her tongue around it, waiting for the hot load to squirt out. She loved the taste of Katherine's ass, she gave it all the sucking she got in her and felt the sperm building up and ready to shoot. She gulped twice as the warm load of semen filled her mouth, ending up in her stomach soon. The guy fucking Reese was there too, he pulled it out and let Katherine jerk it hard. The sweet load spread all over Reese's buttocks, giving Katherine the opportunity to taste both. The hands, the guy, everything pulled away, leaving them laying on each other.

"... What's that?" Wondered Katherine.

"... Oh, that's my tongue..." Smiled Reese.

Katherine suddenly jumped up and put her clothes on. "Not that, the smell."

Reese sniffed a couple of times and smelled it too. "Gasoline!"

They ran into the hallway completely dressed and ran into Leelee and Patrick. "You too?" Asked Leelee.

Suddenly they saw Damon running into the hallway. "There's no time to explain, please leave the house." He said and was about to walk back downstairs. "What have you done?" Yelled Patrick.

"Nothing, yet!"

Suddenly they heard thunder and smoke started rising from downstairs. "Hmph... I guess I don't need to either..."

A single lighting from the clear sky had set the gas on fire, the house was heating up fast and the smoke was filling the second floor. "If you want to get out, this is your last chance!" Yelled Damon and ran downstairs. The rest looked at each other and ran after him. Downstairs in front of the door, Patrick stopped. Leelee stopped too to see what was wrong. "Come on! There's nothing you can do!"

"... I can't leave..."

Katherine stopped too, but Reese tried to drag her along. "Come on! Let's go!" She shouted, trying to let them leave Patrick alone. "I should've died a long ago, now it's my chance to redeem..."

Leelee looked at him confused. "Go, I'll be fine." She hesitated for a second, but when Katherine and Reese ran outside, she rushed after them, leaving Patrick into the sea of flames.

Katherine, Reese and Leelee sat outside on the ground, just looking at the huge bonfire in front of them. Damon had split, his ride was just down the hill waiting for him, the mission was quite successful. The Craven mansion was destroyed, along with the master of the house, and no innocent people got killed. Beth, Troy, Maria and Amber were the only thing left from the old mansion on the cliff.

On the run for a couple of months now, Michelle Trachtenberg had settled down with some other stars that wanted out of the 'Organization'. They had purchased an old silo complex in Nevada that the government had abandoned, it was perfect for hiding out, but there was much to be done if they were going to bring the company down.

"No hard feelings?" Asked the woman, handing over Kirsten Dunst to Michelle. "No hard feelings... are you sure you don't wanna come with?"

The woman smiled and shook her head. "Fine then, we'll see you later." Said Michelle. The woman nodded and left the bar in the heart of Las Vegas. "So... what are we gonna do?" Asked Kirsten.

"We'll wait here for a while, then we'll go some place safer than this, they're looking for us everywhere..."

"Are you sure SHE won't follow us?" Asked Kirsten, referring to the woman that had brought her there. "... No, I'm pretty sure..."

After a couple of drinks, their ride came and they drove off toward the desert. The driver was no other than Alyssa Milano, who had been ordered to kill Michelle some time back, fortunately she had second thoughts...

"... How's Natalie?" Asked Michelle.

Kirsten looked at her, a bit surprised she cared. "Umm... she's fine, why do you ask?"

"Nothing, I just... I'm glad she's OK..."

They left the city and took a small road off the highway. It was pretty dark and the road was bumpy, not giving the passengers much room to relax. "I'm pretty sure that if we stay close to people we can still work, I've got one more season to go with BtVS. I don't think they'd attack us in broad daylight."

"Yeah, I've got my projects too... I'm just kind of shocked... killing people?"

"That's what I thought too... but luckily I got myself a killer gone soft." Smiled Michelle. "Right, I'm a real psycho..." Said Alyssa, turning the wheels toward the empty desert. "Hey, wait a sec. Where the hell are you driving?" Yelled Kirsten.

"It's OK, the hideout is in the desert, it's a lot easier to spot in daylight, really." Explained Michelle.

After a few minutes they pulled over to a metal plate in the middle of a concrete platform. The lift took them down to a place they had fixed up as a garage. Driving off the plate, the lift went back up.

"Cool gadgets, what did they cost?"

"Dunno, you'll have to ask our sponsor."

They walked in front of a large double door that Alyssa opened.

"Welcome to Hades!"

They walked through a long corridor with one glass wall, giving a view of the cafeteria on the right. Walking further, they got to a large cavern, the main hall. "There are 14 of us now, two are still travelling in Europe, they should be back any time now..." Said Michelle, letting Kirsten have a look around. She walked around looking at the signs; dorms, cafeteria, laboratories... "Hey, what are you doing here? Cloning?" Asked Kirsten referring to the labs. "Oh, they aren't ours. Officially, this place doesn't exist, we were lucky to know someone who could buy this place. If they find us here, they can find us anywhere..." Said Michelle.

"Well, they'll definitely find you now, because once I get back to LA, I'm giving them the exact location of this little get-away of yours, sorry!" Smiled Kirsten, but Michelle wasn't surprised. "And why would you do that, Kirsten?"

"Because, unlike you, I trust Natalie completely, I think you're lying to me about everything. I believe Nat and I'll give you away the first chance I get!"

"Tell me, what do you remember about our trip to Scotland?" Asked Michelle, leaving Kirsten stunned. "I-I don't know what you mean..." She stuttered. "Well what did Natalie tell you?"

Kirsten looked at Michelle's determined and assured face, trying to get the words out of her mouth. "I drank too much, and I had a long amnesia, which I have!" She tried to smile, but the truth was flashing in her head. "Really, she didn't tell you about the kids?" Asked Michelle, walking in front of Kirsten. The flashes appeared again, clouding Kirsten's mind completely of the truth. "No, that was a dream, I... it wasn't me..."

"Right, it wasn't you. It was Natalie and Patrick, in your body."

Kirsten collapsed on the floor going unconscious. "Shit, I told you to get her to sit down first!" Yelled Alyssa. "Now we have to drag her all the way to the dorms!" They grabbed her and carried her into the dormitories, putting her in a room with someone, just to make sure she wouldn't freak out by herself. After the incident, Michelle and Alyssa were sitting in the cafeteria, trying to figure out what to do next.

"Do you think she'll get over it?" Asked Alyssa.

"I don't know... Natalie has a strong influence on people... it'll take time."

"What about you?" Alyssa took a sip from her cup and set it down expecting an answer from Michelle. "What?"

"Are you OK about this Natalie-thing?"

"... Of course, why wouldn't I be?" Said Michelle nervously, trying to get Nat out of her mind. "Right, why wouldn't you? Because you have absolutely no feelings for her, what so ever!" Smiled Alyssa, getting up and heading for the dorms. Michelle sighed and collapsed on the table.

"Hey, cutie!" Said the male voice.

Michelle immediately cheered up. "Damon! You made it!"

"Yup, one big bonfire on the cliff, they didn't even bother to call the fire department up there, beautiful..." Said Damon while sitting down. "How did Shannen do? Any screw-ups?"

"Of course not, she just drove the car. You should show her more respect, you know... without her I'd probably be dead."

"Wow, you're really into her..." Smiled Michelle.

"Yeah, I guess I am... it's different."

"I'm happy for you... I only hope some day I'll feel different too..."

"Don't worry, you'll know. The person will be the only thing you're thinking about."

Damon got up and headed into his room, leaving Michelle puzzled with her mind. "Is that a fact?"

Meanwhile in one of the rooms, Kirsten was starting to wake up. "God... not exactly the bed at home..."

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it..." Said the female voice in the opposite bed. Kirsten knew Claire Danes from the time in Scotland, right before she had her 'Amnesia'.

"Feeling OK?" Asked Claire sitting up in the bed. "I'm not sure... things are really screwed up in my head right now..."

"Don't worry about it, few days here and it'll all be sorted out, I got rid of all my personal problems in this room..."

The room was quite small, just enough for the two beds and a desk in the middle of the room, and a stereo on a shelf on the wall between the beds. "So... how'd you end up here?" Asked Kirsten, sitting up and leaning against the wall. "Got tired, one of the requirements in the 'Organization' was to be able to seduce women and lure them into the trap. Thank God I'm not into women like that, I might have gotten killed."

Kirsten looked at Claire, hesitating to ask the question, but there was no choice if she wanted peace of mind. "... Have they actually killed?"

"... Yeah... I'm surprised Michelle didn't tell you already, but yeah..."

"She did... I just couldn't... I..."

"It's OK, take your time on this one, it's not like we'll be raiding their HQ right now."

"... Thanks..." Smiled Kirsten, laying down to think things over one more time, and for good.

Meanwhile, in Michelle's room, it was past midnight and she was laying in her bed, watching TV, wearing her white panties and nightgown. She looked at the clock, to make sure everyone was asleep, as they usually were at this time. She got up and walked to the door, locking it and kneeling down to pull something from under the bed. It was her collection of DVDs, all starring Natalie Portman. She inserted 'Anywhere But Here' into the player and sat against the wall on the bed. Looking at her walking around in that bikini, she became hot. She slid her hand down along her nightgown, finally reaching the hot cunt that was desperately needing Natalie's touch. The small flock of hair above her cunt was moist, she had stopped shaving right about the time she had stopped seeing Sarah. Rubbing the lips with her whole hand, she was starting to breather heavily, still looking at Natalie's hot body on the TV.

"God... Natalie... fuck me..."

She rubbed her swollen clit with wide circular motion, trying to make herself cum fast, if someone caught her masturbating and looking at Natalie they'd commit her. Her white panties were moistening more and more, her hands moving faster and faster on her clit. She reached down with her other hand, forcing it into her panties under her ass. She slowly pushed her middle finger into her ass, contracting her muscles around it. She stopped rubbing and pushed two fingers into her tight cunt, starting to rub her clit with her palm and thrusting the fingers deeper into her young innocent cunt. So turned on by Natalie, she stuck two fingers into her ass, sliding in and out of her slippery and tight rectum. Her hips buckled up and her butt contracted around her fingers as the thundering orgasm came over her, draining the unending horniness into her wet cotton panties, causing Michelle's fingers to make splashing sounds in her cunt, on her clit and in her tight ass.

"More, Natalie! I want more!" She groaned as her passion for the inhumanely beautiful girl grew. She quickly pulled the hand away from her panties to get the juices into her mouth and slid it back into it's place to get more of the sweet juice. "Natalie... you taste so good..." She murmured, tasting the juice of her own cunt, spreading it on her face, making her hot lips shine of the tasty liquid. The smell was intoxicating, her breathing switched into hysterical panting, trying to shove all her fingers into her young cunt and her beautiful butt.

"Please! Fuck me! I'll do anything, please!" She moaned with tears running down from her eyes. Shoving every last finger into her tight cunt, she came once more, flooding her butt and cunt with the other load of juice. That was enough for her, she pulled her hands away from her panties and fell asleep exhausted for the loss of fluid.

"Goooooooood morning, Hades! Another day, another reason to be happy!"

"Oh, God... it's 5 in the morning..." Moaned Kirsten, trying to get up from the bed. "Well yeah, if you have work in LA, you have to get up early. And if you're gonna drive, you need to register for one." Said Claire, leaving the room heading to the bathroom. "Shit..." Hissed Kirsten and almost fell while getting up.

"And the dorms are PACKED, more people arriving last night and still more to come! Anyone who hasn't got any work, please report to the main hall for fixing up the old labs!"

"What the fuck is that noise?" Whined Kirsten, sitting down in the table with Alyssa and Damon. "That's what we like to call 'The shithead who can't sleep'. She's up in the surveillance room." Mumbled Alyssa, trying to keep her eyes open.

"Surveillance? Do you really need it?"

"No... but it's the only room that has the microphone to wake us up with the speakers..."

Kirsten looked at the corner of the ceiling in the cafeteria and noticed a speaker. "Oh... that's pretty lame..."

"Anyway, I have work to do back in LA, I need to go... right now... any second..." Alyssa was about to fall asleep but dipping her nose in her coffee, she freshened just enough to get up from the chair and try to get into the garage. "Did Michelle wake up yet?" Asked Damon.

"I don't know, I didn't see her..."

"I'm kinda worried, she hasn't been herself lately..."

"I really can't blame her... I just found out that my lover is the head of a company that kills people..."

"... Not really a shocker for me, I've seen pretty much everything what stressed-out actresses are able to do."

"Stressed-out? Is that what you call it? They kill people for crying outloud! That's not stress, that's insane!"

"Depends on your view, really... besides, they revive most of the people that they kill, I wouldn't be surprised if you had been killed and you wouldn't even know about it..." Damon got up from the table and walked away, leaving Kirsten alone to give her some time to figure it out.

Noon took over and the sun rose high into the sky, Alyssa was just finishing her work and was about to get into her car when stopped by a girl. "Wait a second!"

"I don't have time for you..." Snapped Alyssa.

"All I want to know is... did she make it there OK?" Asked the girl.

Alyssa sighed and gave her a chance to speak out. "... Yeah, she's doing fine..." The girl just nodded and looked at Alyssa, walking up to her. "You can make it stop, just disband the whole company."

The girl shook her head. "... No, it's too late for that, Alyssa... they would never have it and they'd start slaughtering your friends and your family to get to you... the only thing keeping them from doing it, is my command. I need to go take back my leadership."

"No! Come with us, we can bring the company down! We've already started, the mansion in Scotland has been destroyed!" Explained Alyssa, leaving the girl speechless. Seeing that she had upset her she opened her car door. "You shouldn't have said that... you shouldn't have..."

"Look, this is your last chance, we'll be coming for you in the end if you won't give yourself up." Alyssa offered her a choice, but the tears running down the girl's cheeks were against the offer. "Do you think you can threaten me, is that it? Scare me so I would destroy the company I've built? You're wrong!" The girl yelled at Alyssa.

She started the car and quickly drove off. "You have no idea! You're in deeper shit than any of you fuckers can imagine! You'll all die!" The girl screamed in the middle of the street, making people think... "She must be an actress."

Way past midnight, a car was driving along the highway in Nevada, a guy was driving the car, obviously drunk, with Claire sitting next to him, giggling her ass off. "Waitwaitwait, stop here..."

"Here?"

"Yeayea, right here..."

They pulled over a few feet from the vaguely visible road leading to the silo. The guy turned the engine off along with the lights. "Whyyy... did we... pullll over?" He mumbled to Claire, tiredly turning his head to her. "WE... stopped the car... because I promised..." Claire stopped the sentence to have an inordinate giggling event. "Wha? Come on, what?" Smiled the guy, looking at the girl, squirming in her seat.

"Because I promised to give you... a..." She moved her head down to the guy's pants, unzipping his jeans. "Oh, that..." He smiled and relaxed, but just as she was going to dig it up she lifted her head. "Is that it? No objections? No, 'You don't have to if you don't want to'?"

"... OK then, you don't have to if you don't want to."

"Aww, but I wanna!" Whined Claire, with a begging look in her eyes. "Fine, I wouldn't want to upset you or anything...."

Claire smiled at him and went back down to pull his cock out of his jeans. The guy moved his hands on Claire's head, ready to start pushing it and pulling it, finally the girl got it completely into her hands and slowly pulled it out, taking the tip of the soft cock into her warm mouth. Stroking the shaft of the semi-hard cock with her hand, she gave the guy extreme pleasure, gently moving her tongue around the tip of the cock. Hardening completely, it grew deeper into Claire's moist mouth, starting to poke the back of her throat. She lifted her head up from the cock and started to roll her tongue around the tip, still stroking the shaft hard and letting the guy moan loudly. He moved his hand under Claire's blouse, massaging the small breast of the young actress, feeling the hard nipple pressing against his palm. Claire suddenly pushed her head down burying the cock deep into her throat, she felt the guy almost pulling her hair off from the surprise. The big cock covered with Claire's warm saliva was sliding into her mouth like into her cunt, the tight walls rubbing against the tip, the veiny shaft and her lips kissing his balls when she was all the way down. "Oh, Jesus! Keep going, baby! Don't stop, never stop..." He moaned as Claire locked the cock into her mouth for her tongue to roll around. The guy's grip in Claire's breast was tightening, squeezing the nipple hard and pressing her tender skin against her chest, feeling his orgasm closing in, Claire slowly pulled the cock out of her mouth, with her lips tightly around it, after getting it out she started to stroke the shaft slowly, not to make him cum yet. "Oh, God, baby! Suck it hard... don't stop..." After stroking it a while to give him more time, she ran it into her mouth keeping her lips tightly around it. The guy moved his hand from Claire's breast to her lower back, running his hand along her skin to her buttocks, caressing the pale butt softly, making Claire's cunt excited. He moved his hand even further, reaching Claire's swollen pussy lips, starting to rub them gently. While Claire's cunt was getting a massage, she was coating the hard cock with the warm saliva running down on his balls. The cock wasn't going to take this much longer, it tensed up and Claire pulled it out of her warm mouth, starting to stroke it with all she had. "OHHH FUUUUCCKKK!" The guy shouted as his cock squirted the hot load of sperm on Claire's pretty face.

While the guy was recovering from the orgasm, Claire wiped his face into his shirt and stepped out of the car. The guy glanced down to see that his shirt was completely messed up and the girl was gone. "Man, that's the most realistic wet dream I've ever had..."

He drove off back toward Las Vegas, not noticing Claire staggering along the dirt road toward the desert. After some time she collapsed on the plate and started pounding the plate with her hands. "Heeelp!" She kept moaning until the lift lowered down. She made it to the main hall where Michelle, Kirsten and a few others were sitting. "Hey! You were supposed to come here with Alyssa, not go off with some guy you just met." Scolded Michelle.

"Not my fault, he promised I could give him head!" Yelled Claire, getting the attention of all the people in the hall. "Jesus, will you keep it down?"

"Well I'm sorry if I want to have a good time every now and then!" She yelled again, this time falling down on her back. "Well this is new... help me out?" Asked Michelle from Kirsten. "Yeah, sure..."

They grabbed Claire by the limbs and started to carry her to the dorms. "Hey, I can walk by myself! You guys just don't understand how many things there are to do here... ALL I WANNA DO IS HAVE SOME FUN BEFORE I'M DONE..." And that was the last memory she had from that night, next morning was a little difficult though, luckily it was Saturday.

"Morning, all the early birds and hopeless alcoholics! Time to rise and shine, Saturday is WORK DAY!"

All the people in Hades had started to work with the old labs that were much bigger than the dorms, there was enough room for dozens of people. Although working with a hangover isn't that fun.

"Would someone please tell me what I drank last night?" Whined Claire, emptying some shelves from glass tubes and other pointy things. "I think it was 4 margaritas, 2 bloody marys and lots and lots of cider. I don't know what you drank in the car with that guy, but..." Smiled Alyssa. "No, I didn't swallow, thank you very much. If I had I would've got all the booze out of my system with one giant throw-up..."

Alyssa, Kirsten and Claire had almost cleared one lab completely, there was nothing but bright lights illuminating the white room. "This looks too clean, I don't like it... should we spit on the walls or something..." Wondered Kirsten. "I dunno... this looks like a hospital, I don't think we can put anyone to sleep here unless they have cancer or something like that." Said Alyssa.

"Guys... I don't feel so good..."

"Maybe we should paint them green?"

"No, maybe brown..."

"I gotta go..."

Claire rushed out of the lab toward the bathrooms, leaving Alyssa and Kirsten wondering what happened. "Charming..."

They kept cleaning up, there was still some dust on the shelves. "Saw Natalie today... she wasn't feeling good."

"Really? How bad was she?"

"Not bad, just... very pissed off. She started out calmly, asking if you were alright, and then she freaked out. I wouldn't wonder if she was in jail by now..."

"... Did she ask about Michelle?"

Alyssa glanced at Kirsten, guessing what was going on. "... No, she didn't, and you two need to forget about Natalie for good. She has made it very clear that she'll get us all out of the way."

"I know... it'll take time, but... I miss her so much."

Alyssa took her into her arms, comforting the pain in the girl's heart. Claire soon returned feeling much better, unfortunately the same couldn't be said about her face. The labs were ready later in the day, all that was missing were beds and a paint-job, it looked a bit depressing with completely white walls, it reminded that this place had been used to make something very secret. It was a good thing they weren't told what they had made in there.

"What's out next move?" Asked Alyssa, sitting in the table with Damon and Michelle. "I don't know... Natalie's probably going to go back to running the 'Organization', so she'll call of most of the searches..." Thought Michelle. "Are you sure?" Damon was pretty sure that she'd come searching for Kirsten, but the rest of the people didn't agree.

"There's a reason she sent her here, she wasn't safe with her. I think she'll be here until the end." Said Michelle.

"I don't know, she's kinda wrecked, hasn't gotten over it yet." Thought Alyssa. "So, we'll let her figure it out herself, let's not bother her for a while."

Alyssa looked at Michelle, disapprovingly. "That's the last thing we should do, she needs someone to hang on to right now."

"To do what? She was so close with Natalie that there isn't anyone who could go between them." The words from Damon's mouth suddenly made sense in Michelle's head. She couldn't figure out what was it that made her so attracted to her. "... Yeah, there's nothing between them. I think we should just keep her away from any relationships for now."

Alyssa was disappointed. In her experience being alone was the worst thing after something like this. "Fine, we'll just let her be... I think we should move Claire away from her room too, she isn't feeling well. "Already done, don't you worry about Kirsten. She's stronger than she looks."

Kirsten was sitting in her bed, waiting for the next day to begin. She couldn't sleep, she couldn't move, she just sat there, waiting for someone to take her away from the nightmare she had fallen into. Alyssa slowly opened the door and peeked in. "Can I come in?"

"Why couldn't you?"

"Well... Michelle thinks it's a bad idea to let anyone come here, she thinks you need more time to yourself."

"Time for myself when all I have left is time... I don't think so, sit down."

Alyssa closed the door behind her and sat on Claire's bed. They looked at each other for a while not saying anything, until Kirsten broke the silence.

"I heard about Jennifer, I'm sorry..."

"That's what they'll do to us if they catch us. They might revive you in hope that you would forget everything that has happened... but they'd definitely kill the rest of us."

Kirsten shook her head and smiled. "No... that's what was bothering me about Natalie a while back, I'm not the most important person in her life... it's Michelle. They might act like they hate each other and they're ready to kill each other any time, but... they still love each other, more than anything else in the world, like I used to feel about Nat... now it's gone."

"... So it's true... that's why Michelle didn't want to go for the head of the company first. But she can't keep this show up forever, soon she'll have to face Natalie and then we'll see her true feelings toward her."

"I can't take it... I can't bare to think Natalie dead... but still she needs to be stopped. I just wish it won't kill me..."

Kirsten started sobbing, laying her head on her knees. "Do you want me to go?"

"... No... hold me."

Alyssa moved to Kirsten's bed and took her into her embrace. All she could feel was that the pain she was feeling was lessening with Alyssa's solace. The closer she was to her, the better she felt. Alyssa felt Kirsten's lips on her skin, softly kissing her shoulder and making their way to her neck. "... What are you doing?"

"Shut up and kiss me."

Their lips collided as Kirsten finished her sentence. Kirsten's past sorrow of losing her love and Alyssa's guilty feeling for losing Jennifer had erupted into this. Their lips kept devouring each other hungrily, like trying to suck the life-force out of them. Their tongues rubbing against each other, letting their tastes mix between them, making them feel intoxicated by their feelings. Sliding their clothes off they fell on the bed, kissing and running their hands on their bodies. Kirsten's milky skin colliding with Alyssa's tanned complexion, sharing their bodyheat as one person, their legs crossing each other and rubbing their crotches strongly. Their breasts rubbed against one another, giving the two extreme feeling of pleasure and safety. This was a good place, the kind of place that they didn't want to leave. Kirsten's hands ran down Alyssa's body, grabbing her back and pulling her strongly against her body, while Alyssa's hands caressed Kirsten's blond hair. Alyssa felt her climax approaching, reaching down with her other hand, pulling Kirsten's leg against her hot cunt from her thigh, running her juices all over it. Kirsten was panting softly, kissing Alyssa's beautiful face that had just recovered from the rough orgasm she had, Kirsten wanted to feel it too, so grabbing Alyssa's buttocks firmly she roughly started rocking her against her young cunt. Her whole milky skin started to blush all over, her blood was boiling as Alyssa's body was giving itself to her, not able to resist anything from the pulse of delight she experienced. Their hard nipples pressed against each other and Kirsten's eyes started dripping tears.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing... nothing..." Hissed Kirsten, starting to quiver.

The sweat on their bodies was increasing, their legs were very tired and their strength was fading. Kirsten wasn't going to stop, she was going to get the comfort and strength from Alyssa to forget about her old life. Her body was giving up to the pleasure and her whole body cramped up, letting the juice run out of her system on Alyssa's leg. They didn't move, they had had enough, they were both forgotten about the terrible things happening for a while and concentrated on the moment... but as they returned to their old routines, their past was creeping behind every single corner.

There's two things you can do in this world, either right or wrong, there's nothing between them. This used to be how Dominique Swain had once thought, but now the black and white picture had just gotten more color. Different shades of gray, green, yellow... it was just too much for a human being to take with one swift strike. With her mind clouded, she had done horrible things with her power, killed, revived, raped... all the things she once hated from the bottom of her heart. Now she had been raped, killed and revived, and she felt terrible. Sitting in her office in LA, looking out of the window by herself. The rainy weather wasn't cheering her up, sirens and lights flashing in the street... she could have caused. At that moment Dominique decided that she wouldn't take part in these terrible things anymore, but getting out was much more difficult than she could even imagine.

"Dominique, we need to go now. We'll catch her on her way to her car."

Dominique glanced at the door and got up from her chair, threw her coat on and walked out of the office. On her way down with the elevator she took a good look at her assistants, a guy who had raped dozens of women, the girl who had poisoned one of the former heads of the 'Organization', and finally Dominique herself, the girl who had ordered all the killings and rapes.

Reaching the lobby, they stopped just before opening the door. "Something wrong?" Asked the girl. Dominique took a look outside into the rain, clearing in her head what she was going to do. "... No, let's go."

Dominique and the girl jumped in the backseat of the car, letting the guy drive. They headed toward one of the local bars where a certain person liked to go and was spotted there that night.

"That's her car, pull over in front of it."

The guy pulled the car over almost against the bumper, making sure that she wasn't going anywhere fast. They took comfortable positions in the car to see when she was coming out of the bar, they had no idea when or if she was coming out.

"Do you want me to take care of this?" Asked the girl.

"... No, me and him will handle this." Dominique referred to the driver in front of her. The rain looked like it would never stop, puddles started growing on the street as the bar's closing time approached. Looked like she wasn't going to come out at all... until the owner and the girl stepped out of the door.

"Right, you stay here. In case they have backup or something." Said Dominique.

"Got it."

The guy and Dominique stepped out of the car and went to stand behind the girl's car. Reese Witherspoon crossed the street in enough hurry not to notice Dominique standing next to her car. As she was opening her door, she felt Dominique's hand grab her arm, pulling her to the nearby alley.

"What the hell? What do you think you're doing?" Snapped Reese, confused about Dominique's behavior. "I've been hearing things... like you're getting tired of the searches... the constant working... pretty much everything in this company."

"What are you talking about? How could anyone know how I feel about these things?"

"We just know... and we're very concerned about your mental health, that you might switch sides or something like that."

"I'm not switching sides, I'm just sick and tired of..."

"What? Say it, if you want to quit."

"I don't want to quit, I don't need a vacation, I'm just full of... You! Ever since you took leadership, we've been chasing a ghost! We'll never find them like this, and I'm sure everyone else feels like I do too! Your obsession over this is worse than anyone's, you're not thinking straight!"

"I'M not thinking straight? You just practically signed your death sentence."

"I don't care anymore, if you don't step down I'll have to do something."

"See? Ask the right questions and the truth will pop out, tell us everything you know, or we'll do THIS!"

The guy turned her around against the wall, flattening her body between his and the wet concrete. Dominique leaned her shoulder on the wall, facing Reese as the guy ripped her jeans down. "This is where you beg."

"I can break away very easily, you didn't think this quite..." Reese felt a sting in her arm, the needle fell on he ground after the guy emptied the fluid into her. Reese started to feel her body letting go and becoming unable to do anything to resist their actions. "Now... I'm pretty sure that you've been in their hideout already... we've tried everything and we still can't find it, do you have anything to say to that?"

Reese slowly lifted her eyes to face Dominique. "Think carefully now, it will affect the rest of your life." Reese spat on her coat. "... Fuck... you..." Dominique smiled and gave the guy the all clear. He pulled his cock out and started rubbing it between Reese's legs. "That's what I thought, we'll get it out of you with one way or another."

Reese tried to break away with her last strength, but she was way too weak. "One more chance, and a word of warning... this guy has done this dozens of times, and every time he does it, more pain he inflicts on people. If you give away the location, we'll let you go, if not... what'll it be?"

"You're scared aren't you... you won't be around much longer, and you can't do anything to stop it..."

Dominique sighed in frustration and the guy pushed his cock into her ass. All the serum had done was take the strength away from Reese's body, the pain was still there and it was intolerable. The cock was pounded vigorously inside her cute butt, her wet skin was vibrating with every push. Dominique watched from the side, from time to time glancing at Reese's face that was grinning of the torment. "Do you like that? I can make it stop, just say the words." Reese just bit her lower lip, not saying a word to her, Dominique wasn't surprised, but still she was mad. She grabbed Reese's wet blonde hair and pulled her face to hers. She gave her a violent kiss, biting her lips and sucking her mouth completely dry. She took Reese's hand and guided into her pants, she forced her fingers into her pussy and started fingering it with Reese's fingers. The guy ripped the girl's coat off and threw it on the ground, her shirt was completely wet and her nipples were shining right through her thin shirt. He then grabbed Reese's breasts and lifted her up from the ground, pushing her hips against the wall and continuing the ravage of the girl's hot tight ass. Reese's wet pubic hair was brushing against the wall, along with most of her body, scratches started appearing on her and small drops of blood escaped them. Her naked full thighs and the juicy buttocks were begging for the guy to stop, but her voice was too quiet and it was lost in the rain and wet slapping. Dominique's cunt was ready to cum, Reese's fingers were sliding in and out of her horny pussy, with one loud groan Dominique let out, her cum escaped onto Reese's hand. She left the fingers into her cunt, pressed in by her tight black panties. "Where are they? Tell me, now!"

Reese wasn't even capable of saying anything anymore, Dominique had to settle for a loss. She pulled Reese's fingers out of her cunt and let her hand hang out of her body loosely. The rain was getting very unpleasant to everyone, but the guy wasn't going to stop until he was done. Slapping his balls against her crotch and stuffing her butt with the hard veiny cock, inflicting agony on Reese, pain that wasn't going away for a long time. The tip of the cock was rubbing painfully against Reese's rectum, delight for him and torture for her, Dominique just stood there watching what she had done, once again. Reese started to get some voice out of her lungs, moaning like she was being ripped apart. Her nipples were sore from the pinching of the guy along with her breasts that had been under the hard squeezing of the guy behind her. He felt himself coming and pulled his cock out of the girl's fine ass, turning her around and pushing her on her knees, forcing the red tip of the cock into her mouth. He pinched Reese's nose so she couldn't breathe but through her mouth, forcing her tongue against the cock, he slowly massaged it against the wet tongue and groaned of pleasure as the load gathered up from his balls, shooting the sperm into Reese's mouth.

As he pulled away from her, she collapsed on the ground, barely breathing and completely wet, with only her wet shirt on. Dominique kneeled down next to her as the guy returned to the car. She moved her head down to Reese's ear and whispered something softly.

"... Sorry..."

After an hour or so, Dominique was sitting in her office, looking out of the window, witnessing the rainiest day of the month. Another ambulance rushed along the street, sirens howling. Dominique turned around in her chair and leaned against her table. Setting her hands on her forehead, she started sobbing softly. As the door opened her crying got even worse, a flood of tears dripping on the table.

"Something wrong?" Asked the female voice.

Dominique lifted up her head looking at the girl covered in shadows. "Everything is completely fucked up... the company is coming apart... we're turning against each other... the mansion has been destroyed... we've lost trace of the escapee completely... I've died and been raped, and we just figured out that Reese was an informer..."

The girl stepped out of the shadows and set her hand on Dominique's head. "You don't need to any of that anymore..."

Dominique didn't look any happier when she heard those words.

"I'm taking over..."

After the disaster in Scotland, Beth, Troy, Maria and Amber Craven had moved into Los Angeles into the accommodation of the 'Organization'. The resistance had built a hideout in Nevada, making sure that they wouldn't be found. So far the old silo had kept them safe from all the agents of the company after them, but there was always the danger of being spotted when going outside. On top of all this, Natalie Portman had taken over the leadership of the 'Organization' once again, when hearing this, the resistance had thought they would have a breather, but they didn't know how wrong they were...

"This place is crumbling, we've lost too many people to the opposite side, why do you think this has happened?" Asked Natalie, sitting in her chair at the end of a long table. "One of the reasons must be that the leadership before you came back was incompetent." Notified Troy.

"Maybe... but the reason wasn't just in her, it was all of us. We let one small errand change into a possible threat, underestimating one little girl, we have destroyed a big part of this company."

"How can we help?" Asked Beth.

"One man is responsible for the arson of your mansion, also responsible for killing Rose and Patrick. I want you to hunt this man down, no matter where he is, if he goes to Canada, you go after him, if he goes to Indonesia, same thing. Your target is a man named Damon."

"What will we do to capture him?" Asked the twins.

"You just locate him first, he doesn't know you, so you have a better chance to catch him. I'll order someone to accompany you."

The Cravens nodded and left the meeting room. Natalie called in three of her most trustworthy employees, sending them along to be there when they find Damon. They divided into groups and headed into different directions.

The sun sank into the horizon, darkening the city. Natalie wasn't thinking of leaving her room, but something told her otherwise. Her vacation wasn't a complete success, everything had gone straight to hell. One thing on her mind was Crystal and Jake, her children that were sent to kill her lover. But this wasn't the time to worry about that, she decided to hit a club in town with one of her friends not from the 'Organization', Shiri Appleby.

"I heard about the fire, is Katherine OK?" Asked Shiri.

"Yeah, the only ones dead are the people who had kept the place up. But she was kind of shocked..."

"No wonder... did you get her?"

"Yeah, she didn't resist."

One of the things Natalie was good at with her job, was that she was able to manipulate people to doing things her way, like the way she had intimidated the Craven's into turning his mansion into a big ghost house. Natalie had been able to keep Shiri out of her business and inside her personal life quite well, she wasn't the first person to be thought when thinking about newcomers into the company because of her pure innocent look. To tell the truth she wasn't more holy than some of the freshmen in the company, but with the help of Natalie, she had been keeping low profile.

"Enough about that, how about you?" Shiri finished her drink.

"Nothing... everything I do is work or work-related, even when I was on my vacation I couldn't keep my mind off..."

"Her?"

Natalie looked at Shiri with sadness in her eyes. "... Yeah."

After a few stiff drinks they decided to hook up with some guys. It was nice to stay away from women for a while, all Natalie was going to see at the office was going to be women. Shiri, who didn't have much experience in these things was in need as badly as Nat, although she wasn't into women she was still curious.

They were so stoned that they didn't have any idea where the guys were taking them, of course these situations had their dangers, but Natalie was experienced enough to know what to do if it came to that.

Next thing Shiri and Nat knew was them laying on sheets in some room, with the guys undressing next to them. The had been well undressed before they figured out what was going on, Alonzo and Pete were approaching the beauties on the floor, with their cocks hardening from the sight of the naked ladies.

Alonzo laid down next to Natalie and Pete laid next to Shiri. Natalie reached for the bottle of wine, taking a long swig and setting the bottle next to her on the sheet. "Watch out with that stuff, it's expensive." Mumbled Alonzo. "You know what's more expensive? This..." She gave him a long and wet french kiss, pressing her body against his and rubbing his cock with her hips.

Shiri and Pete were kissing and groping each other hornily, Pete broke the long kiss and rolled her on her stomach, moving down on Shiri's young body, kissing and caressing the tender skin on his way down. He tapped her ass with his hand, making the skin vibrate and proceeded caressing the crack with his hand. "God you have a cute butt..." He started kissing the tight buttocks making Shiri giggle inanely, he moved his tongue between the crack, wetting the girl's butthole. Shiri grabbed the bottle and filled her mouth with the stuff, swallowing it with one gulp. As Pete was playing with her ass, squeezing the buttocks and licking the hole, Shiri watched Natalie and Alonzo starting to get serious with the job.

The guy was sucking Nat's nipples and starting to approach her cunt with his hard cock. At the same time, Pete had taken position behind Shiri, ready to push his thing inside her too, rubbing her asshole with the tip of his cock. Alonzo pushed himself into Natalie, who let out a loud groan, feeling the cock bulging of veins slide into her horny cunt. He lifted Nat's leg up, causing her to take a good grip of the sheet under her because of the continuous pushes of pleasure. "Oh fuck, Natalie! Oh shit..." Alonzo gasped as he picked up his pace, making Natalie squirm and whine under him. Next to them, Shiri felt Pete's big cock penetrate her butt, her whole body blushed as she got a cock in her ass for the first time. She kept contracting her butt, giving Pete extreme amount of pain and pleasure, good that they were too drunk to feel the pain. Her buttocks gave in to Pete's pushes, relaxing every time he went in, but clenching up at every time he pulled it out. The violation of her rectum was feeling so good to both Shiri and Pete. Shiri's high-pitched panting was turning both of them on, Natalie looking closely at Shiri's face with every time Pete pushed his cock into her innocent little butt. A smile rose upon Shiri's face every time, it was poking her so deep... no-one had ever been so much inside her. "Oh, Liz... your cute butt is so tight and hot... Jesus..." Shiri wasn't bothered that Pete called her by her role name in Roswell, infact she was glad, tonight she would be Liz...

Now both of Natalie's legs were on Alonzo's shoulders, her cunt squirting out her juices and her mouth letting out moans of happiness. Alonzo grabbed her shoulders, giving him more strength to continue his passionate fucking and making Natalie happy. Her hot cunt was sucking Alonzo's cock, wrapping its walls against it, making him moan of pleasure also. The tip of his cock was poking Natalie's womb, making sure Nat felt how deep he was, her whole body was giving into the pleasure and tensing up as her second orgasm escaped her body. She was happy, feeling herself satisfied and looking at Shiri getting fucked up the ass, whining and moaning for more with a smile on her face. "You want it like that too? Do you?" Groaned Alonzo, Natalie nodding as her answer. Alonzo lifted her body up, revealing her bare ass to him, massaging some of her juices on her asshole. Natalie landed on his cock, sinking it deep into her warm rectum and starting to rub it with her assmuscles.

"... Oh shit... Oh God, Liz... I'm gonna cum..." Groaned Pete, pushing the last ones into Shiri's virginal butthole with all he had. As he pulled the cock out, the load of warm semen flew on Shiri's back, making her let out a final moan.

By the look on Alonzo's face, he wasn't far away either. With all his strength he pushed his cock as deep as he could get it, shooting his sperm deep into Natalie. At that moment, she passed out, was it the booze, the sex, who knows...

The next day Natalie woke up naked in a apartment unknown to her, there was no trace of Shiri or the guys from last night. The hangover started to kick in and her head felt like a blacksmith lived inside. She got up from the sheets on the floor, got dressed and walked up the stairs. Luckily, after some wandering inside the old building, she found herself on a familiar street. Apparently the place was an abandoned warehouse or something, but Natalie didn't quite care.

After reaching the office via taxi, she went straight into her private room in the top floor. The enormous stack of pills in the desk drawer would come in handy now, she didn't need to give orders, recruit or anything else she was just going to lay back and relax... alone.

Beth Craven and Jessica Alba had been sent to hunt down Damon after the arson of the Craven mansion. On the move were also Troy, Amber and Maria, with their escorts. There was only one thing for them to do... to kill Damon. Beth and Jessica were heading toward San Francisco, their employer had thought that they'd be hiding in one of their friends apartments where Jennifer had been killed. Jessica knew the neighborhood since she had tailed Damon around the city, this time he would be captured and killed, not followed. They started their search from the local bars, if Damon was going to spend time outside, he would need to keep low profile.

"OK, this is going nowhere... we've been sitting here for an hour and no trace of him, we should get a room in a real hotel before we take the search any further." Thought Jessica, looking around in the smoky bar, full of the stench of beer and cheap whisky. "We must remain here until this Damon shows himself, you might scare him away if you're here, why don't you go make reservations in a hotel and call me when you've picked one out?" Suggested Beth, continuously but cautiously looking around for Damon.

Jessica nodded and got up from the table, heading for the exit, escorted by the whistles and cheers from the drunk guys in the bar. Beth ordered more beer, getting ready for a long wait, but she was sure... Damon was going to come here, no doubt about it.

In a nearby hotel, Jessica had made reservations for two rooms, she might have been on a job, but that didn't mean she couldn't have some fun in between, besides the company was paying for all of it. After getting the keys, she gave a call to the office...

"Well, we're here... ... no sign of Damon though... ... Beth is looking out in the bar, but I don't think he'll show up, he might be a thousand miles away... ... no, we won't give up before we find him, I'm just thinking that you should carry more worries about the other groups, I don't think Sandra has been herself lately... ... right, not my problem, I'll report when something happens."

Jessica was sure that something was going to happen to the others, San Francisco was a place Damon wouldn't be able to stay still, but there was no guarantee he was there. She decided to leave the spotting and catching to Beth, after informing her about the hotel they were staying in, she decided to relax and enjoy herself. She changed into her bikini in her room and headed for the pool. Of course it was closed at this hour, but there were ways...

As she approached the entrance to the pool and showers, she ran into the guard. "Miss, the pools are closed, you can't come through here." Jessica pulled her innocent girl-stunt, and it worked like a charm.

"But mister, I need to take my midnight swim, I just can't bare to go to sleep without dipping into water. Just for a second, please?"

The guard grinned at her and walked up to her. "Well, Miss... if you have trouble sleeping, I think I could arrange something better than swimming..." He groped Jessica's ass with both of his hands, making her startle. "Oh... how about if I go in there, and..." She unzipped the guard's pants, forcing her hand inside. "... You come along... just you and me? Afterwards we could relax in the sauna?" Jessica smiled at the guard, flirting with every possible way. The guard smiled evilly and zipped up his pants, removing his hands from Jessica's butt. "You go on in, I'll catch up with you, maybe in the sauna..."

Jessica smiled at her as he passed the keys to her. The guard headed straight for the dressing rooms, leaving Jessica with the keys to almost everywhere in the hotel. "... What an asshole..."

She slid into the pool and floated in the middle. Jessica started swimming slowly on her back, lifting her arms high when crawling backwards. As she lifted up her leg to give it a small rub, she felt someone's eyes watching her. Well, that just HAD to be the guard, maybe he was too damn shy to do the real thing, but weird... he didn't seem shy at all. Well, the more he'd keep her out of his sexual activities the better. Spending the whole day walking, Jessica had worn herself out. The warm water caressing her skin was very relaxing, not to mention that she hadn't had time off in a long time.

"You can come here if you want... I don't mind..." She spoke out, but there was no answer. "I really appreciate this, I haven't swam in a long time." Still no answer, the fact that Jessica desperately needed someone to talk to was making her uncomfortable, she needed to get it out of her system.

"Listen, I'm gonna go to the sauna now... if you wanna talk or something, I'll be there, OK?"

She climbed out of the pool, water dripping down her full and tanned body, sore from all the work she had done. After squeezing the water out of her black hair, she headed for the sauna. "That was smart, why the hell would he want to talk?" Thought Jessica as she removed her bikini and grabbed a towel. She wrapped the towel around her and stepped into the room full of steam. She couldn't see anything, but she managed to take a seat, although she didn't think she'd need the towel after the guard would step in, she decided to keep it on anyway, who knows, maybe he was a family-guy or something... no way that would be way too freaky.

Someone walked in and sat about 2 feet away from Jessica. "It's okay, you can sit closer..." She let out a small laugh.

"No thanks, I'm fine..." The voice startled Jessica, since it wasn't the guards, it was someone else's... "... Where's the guard?"

"Well... he's taking a nap, I don't think you'll be seeing him today."

"Thanks, I was already having regrets... who are you?"

"Who are you? You come here doing whatever you like, getting past everything that you come across, that's pretty peculiar if you ask me."

"You didn't answer my question, did you? Tell me now, or I'll make sure you won't be passing that name to your children."

"You wouldn't do that, now would you? I mean, who would kill someone just on orders or... maybe just because of pure pleasure upon the kill. Now that's sick."

Jessica tried to rush out of the door but she was grabbed by Damon and was thrown on her back on the floor. Setting himself on top of Jessica under the steam, they could see each others faces perfectly. "You should've listened too instead of just following, you aren't one of the brighter ones, are you?"

"Let me go! Get off me!" Screamed Jessica, trying to break free of Damon's hold on her, but she was too tired to resist... much. "I wonder... how did you off Jennifer? We never got the chance to really investigate, and her body just went missing from the morgue. That's what we read anyway..."

"I was just doing what I was told to do, you can't blame me for her being stupid!"

"OK, that was an insult..." Damon grabbed her by her shoulders and threw her against the wall. She tried to make it to the door again, but she was slammed into the wall again. "Now, you be a good girl and you won't get hurt."

"What are you gonna do? Rape me and kill me like you did with Dominique? You touch me like that and I'll bite your cock off!"

"Spicy, very spice indeed, but no. I'm here to capture you and make you as uncomfortable is I can, until the troops arrive, that is..."

"Where's Beth?"

"... Oh her, she's probably still in the bar, waiting for me to show up. Luckily I had seen her before leaving the mansion, I spotted her just before I walked in, right after I saw you leaving the bar. If you had stayed in just a few seconds longer, you would've had a chance of capture."

"... You bastard..."

Damon set Jessica down and sat next to her. "We all make our little mistakes in life, this was one of yours."

"Spare me the philosophy, I've had enough of it at the office."

"Funny, I thought murderers and rapists didn't think the rights and wrongs in life."

"Look who's talking..."

Damon turned his face to her, only she was staring at the floor, and turned his head back, looking at the ceiling.

"... Yeah, I guess you're right..."

Jessica glanced back at him, and turned her face back toward to floor. For a while they just sat there, neither one saying a word, sweating like horses in the extreme heat. They weren't going to be picked up for a long time, and Jessica was hoping that Beth would come back from the bar and notice that she wasn't in her room and come looking for her, but that was pretty remote.

"She's not gonna show up here, she looked pretty determined on staying at the bar."

"I thought so too... she's pretty pissed at you for killing her aunt and cousin, you should be more careful."

"And why should I listen to your advice?"

"I'm not asking you to, but I'm suggesting that you start looking over your shoulder more often, you didn't even notice I was following you a while back."

"Right..."

A long silence came over them again, until Jessica broke it. "Married?"

"Nope. You?"

"Engaged."

"Really? Congrats..."

"Yeah well, I don't know... it might be a shocker to my fiancé that I'm a psychopathic killer-slut."

"I don't think he'll mind. Just leave the psychopathic and the killer out of the sentence."

"I'm not even sure about that, and all the Hollywood-relationships seem to go to hell..."

"Most marriages do, they just don't announce every divorce in the newspaper."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

Suddenly Jessica stood up and jumped into his lap, locking her legs around him and starting to kiss him passionately. Damon broke the kiss softly. "I'm kinda seeing someone."

"I'm kinda engaged."

"Oh, right."

They continued where they left off and ran their hands on their sweaty bodies in the deep steam. Damon's cock started rising up against Jessica's cunt, her dark pubic hair was tickling the shaft and her cunt was getting hotter with every graze the cock gave her pussy lips. Jessica started panting as the tip of the cock pushed against his full round butt, almost forcing itself between the hot buttocks like it had it's own mind. She bent backwards to give Damon a good move down to her breasts, and he did, he squeezed her right tit with his hand, feeling the firm and sexy breast in his hand, rubbing his palm against Jessica's erect nipples. As his hand kneaded the other, his lips were on the other's nipple, wetting the surrounding with his tongue and softy biting it to give Jessica shivers of pleasure. The sweat from Jessica's neck and back was running down between her asscheeks, wetting her fine ass from the inside to the outside, some reaching Damon's cock that was struggling to get between those buttocks. The sweaty taste of Jessica's nipple was making it torture not to sink his hard meat into the girl, but patiently he kept doing his thing with his mouth, making Jessica's cunt wetter and her breathing more intense. She took Damon's face into her hands and as she gave him a soft kiss on the lips, she uttered out two words. "Fuck me!"

Damon took a strong hold of Jessica's thighs and lifted her up, letting his cock align to slide into the girl. He softly lowered Jessica on his cock, seeing how deep it was in her, just by looking at her beautiful eyes. As his cock hit the bottom inside her womb, Jessica started riding the big cock, moving her body back and forth, up and down, anything to see the pleasure on Damon's face. He started to moan as Jessica slid herself up and down on his shaft, her warm and wet cunt giving him a unbelievable feeling. Jessica's round ass slapped on Damon's balls, making them gather up the sperm ready for launch. Damon grabbed her sweet butt with both of his hands and squeezed softly, sinking his fingers into the soft and hot buttocks of the girl, he started helping Jessica in moving up and down, letting her concentrate on the back and forth. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Do it! I'm gonna cum! FUCKKK!" Her ass clenched up and Jessica's juices escaped her tight pussy, lubricating Damon's cock even more. As he looked into Jessica's eyes, he could see that she was more than satisfied, like a cat who just drank the cream, but the cream part was yet to come. Damon gave Jessica's cunt a few more pushes, before he pulled out and took a short breather. Jessica reached down and pushed his body closer to Damon's, to give him more room to work. She relaxed her assmuscles and let the hard cock slide smoothly between her buttocks and the tip press against her tight butthole. Damon wasn't even sure he'd get it in, but he was still going to try. As the tip slipped in, she saw her pain on her face. "You want me to stop?"

"No... a girl's gotta learn someday, right?" Smiled Jessica, hiding her agony behind those strawberry-lips. The rest of Damon's shaft started sliding in, roughly it rubbed the walls of her rectum, making her let out small moans. As the cock poked the back of her bowel, she let out a loud groan. "Is it in?" Gasped Damon. "It's in... it's in... God!" Jessica almost screamed when Damon started moving his cock inside the tight butt. He picked up his pace as she saw that Jessica was getting used to it, she had been fucked up the ass before, but she had kept her ass tight. Damon's hands started slipping on Jessica's round butt, making it hard not to poke the back of her rectum, she grinned every time it happened, obviously a painful experience, but still so exciting for her. Damon started grinning too as he felt his meat slide into the girl's round and very tight butt, covered with sweat, shining in the light. He wrapped his hands around Jessica, embracing her with full force, her hot breasts and hard nipples pressing against his chest, he felt the sperm gathering up... it was almost time. "Listen.. we didn't do this... this'll be our secret... right?" Panted Damon as he felt his cock tense up inside the girl's ass. "Uhuh... uhuh... Yeaaahhhh!" Hissed Jessica as he felt Damon's cock spurt out his load of semen.

They just laid there blindly against each other, not noticing the time, they sank into their thoughts. "What time is it?" Asked Jessica.

"... Oh crap..."

They rushed out of the sauna and Damon quickly got dressed, escorting Jessica upstairs to her room to put some clothes on. Up in the room, Jessica prepared herself to be captured but the man she was sent to capture. She didn't know why she didn't resist, maybe it was that she hadn't really talked to anyone even as much as she talked to Damon, but she was going to go with the flow. As she closed her room door she felt a cold pipe through her shirt. "I need to use this, they might suspect something if..."

"Yeah, I know..."

They went down to the lobby, paid the bill and walked outside, where a car was waiting for them. After entering the car, they just drove away, heading for Hades.

"OK... I know you guys are... the age you are, but I think we should have gone just a LITTLE further to look for Damon. Everybody agree?"

Amber and Maria Craven looked at their escort, Sandra Bullock like she had just said a whole bunch of pig latin, and Sandra looked back at the twins, licking their ice-cream cones like two 8-year olds.

"What I mean is... I know he might be anywhere and... but you're 18 for God's sake, and I think that trip to Disneyland was very inappropriate for this mission, OK?"

"... We're sorry." Said the twins in one voice and kept licking their ice cream looking very pleased. "... I'm never gonna run this company..." Moaned Sandra and took a long sip from her glass. "I'm drinking coke in a terrace full of infants with the 18-year old twins that just hugged Mickey Mouse, that's... very weird..."

Answering to her cellphone, she didn't notice the twins getting a little too immature even for the other kids on the terrace. "Yeah, hi we're just... having a beer, right... ... where are we? We're, umm... in San Diego... ... no, we haven't located the target and I'm pretty sure that we never will, I don't think he'd come this far south... ... my guess is, that he's over in Nevada, where the other's headed out... ... yeah sure, I guess we could do that, I'm... oh shit! Listen I gotta go, the twins just spread the ice cr... ICE from their beermugs on their... table here... ... yeah, they put ice cubes into beer here in San Diego, funny... yeah, bye!" Sandra ended the call with a short fake laugh, afterwards looking very stressed.

She stared at the twins with vanilla- and chocolate-warpaintings on their faces, looking back with their innocent puppy dog eyes. "I'm not gonna say anything about those, I'm just gonna sit here, like an uncaring mother and finish my coke. Afterwards, we'll be heading toward Las Vegas, there's been an incident that pretty much confirms that Damon is much farther north, and... wipe that off your faces."

"... We're sorry." Uttered the twins in one voice, again.

"... OK, that's not exactly what I meant but... your embarrassment... and mine..." Sandra tried to look away as the twins started licking the ice cream off their faces, giggling like little girls.

After a few more embarrassing moments, they were heading toward Las Vegas, where they'd meet up with one of the employees of the 'Organization'. The mission to find Damon was already hard enough for Sandra, but two girls that acted like infants on the backseat of the car was too frustrating. The news that she had been given was that one of the groups that went after Damon had disappeared, along with Beth, cousin of Amber and Maria. But she wasn't going to tell them, it might just upset them, and make them cry or something even more emotional, emotion was something Sandra wasn't going to take right now...

It was midnight when they reached Vegas, the hotel they were supposed to meet up in had reservations for 4, with 2 different rooms. Sandra wasn't very thrilled about it, she wanted to get a good night's sleep after that very annoying drive through the state of California, with teenage girls giggling in the back. Although her contact hadn't arrived yet, Sandra decided that they should go up to their rooms, she was dead tired from sitting behind the wheel and her nerves were about to explode. Besides, the contact would probably ask if they had arrived anyway.

"OK, here's what we're gonna do... you guys OK with sleeping in the same bed?"

The twins nodded in their identical white nightgowns. "You sleep there and I'll sleep here, and we all SLEEP. No staying up and bothering the tired lady in the other bed, good night..."

Not a few minutes later, Sandra was bothered by the whispering and the silent giggling in the other bed. She rolled over in the bed to see what was going on. It was pretty shocking, knowing that they were over 7 years old. They were under the sheets whispering about something, but Sandra didn't care enough to ask about what, she just wanted to sleep. She turned back to face the wall and closed her eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Sandra was woken up by the silent voice from next to the bed. "Well, if I wasn't before, I am now." She took a look at the clock and realized something. "Wait a sec... hasn't our contact arrived yet?"

Maria and Amber shook their heads, fully dressed standing next to Sandra's bed. She jumped up from the bed and went straight into the shower.

After a few minutes they all went back to the lobby to make sure they were wrong, but they weren't.

"OK, according to the receptionist no one has asked if we're here or went into the room I reserved. Looks like I'll have to make a phone call."

After confirming that it was the same hotel and the contact should've arrived last night, they started to get a little worried. They returned to their room, just in case the contact was just late and they were overreacting.

"OK, this is starting to scare me... either the contact is late, or they've killed the contact..."

The word kill was wrong to use in the presence of the twins, they started sobbing and curled together on the bed. "Did I say kill? I didn't say kill, I said... I said... OK, I said kill, but that doesn't mean that they know that we're here, right? We're just fine."

The twins didn't stop, they just wept against each others shoulders, this was almost the worst it could get. They waited in the room, ordering food from the roomservice, too scared to go outside. Sandra tried to reach LA with her cellphone, but no one answered, was it over? Had the company been destroyed? No way, that wasn't possible in the matter of hours. Night came over Las Vegas, and the only ones in their hotelrooms were Sandra, Amber and Maria.

"What time is it?" Asked Maria.

"12.05... should we go to sleep?" Replied Amber.

"... No... let's stay up."

"OK..."

Sandra walked out of the bathroom, just gotten off the shower, wearing only a towel. "I can't believe this place doesn't even have bathrobes... I'm never coming back to this hotel."

"How many times have you showered today?" Asked Amber.

"Oh... about 7 times. Don't worry, the water's free in hotels."

"Why are you so nervous?"

"I'm not nervous, I'm just tired of sitting here and doing nothing."

"Then why won't you go outside?"

Sandra didn't say anything, she just laid down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Amber and Maria glanced at each other and headed into the shower, closing the door behind them. After a while, Sandra heard them whispering again, she looked at the door and noticed it was ajar. She sighed and walked to the door intending to close it. As she set his hand on the handle, she heard the girls giggling inside. Sandra remembered what had happened last time she had done this, it didn't turn out well. "Not this again, I'm not gonna do it."

She took a peek through the crack, seeing Amber and Maria in the shower, washing each other... right, just washing. Sandra lifted up the front of the towel and slid her hand between her legs. The water running down Maria's body ended up in Amber's hands, that were strongly massaging Maria's thighs, her sister was on her knees in the shower, her eyes leveling with Maria's blond pubic hair. Sandra started panting quietly, feeling her cunt starting to moisten up. She slid her middle finger deep inside herself as she watched the twins in the shower, Amber's hands running up and down Maria's legs. Like Sandra had hoped for, Amber's hands ran higher and higher until they started rubbing against Maria's young cunt. Maria closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall as Amber started sliding her fingers into her sister's hot slit, while on the other side of the door, Sandra was sticking hers into herself. Her horny pussy started sucking her fingers, greedily absorbing the finger inside. Amber gave Maria's cunt a small lick, her juices sticking on Amber's tongue as she rose up to give her sister a long kiss, their saliva and Maria's cuntjuice mixing between their mouths. Sandra tried not to make any sounds, but as her cunt burst out an orgasm, she couldn't help letting out a small cry. Amber and Maria broke their kiss and looked at each other playfully, smiles rising on their faces as they walked out of the shower. As Sandra opened her eyes, recovering from her orgasm, she saw the twins closing in on the bathroom door. "Shit, not again!"

Amber opened the door, walking out completely naked and wet, along with her sister, her cunt still moist from her juices. Sandra looked at them, hoping that they hadn't noticed anything, but the fact that they were approaching her with no clothes on had to mean something. She had rushed straight into the bed under the cover just before they had come out of the bathroom, but apparently not fast enough. Amber stopped to wait for Maria to go to the other side of the bed.

"Something wrong?" Asked Sandra.

Maria smiled and pulled Sandra's cover off, revealing her naked body to the twins. Sandra felt a little ashamed but that was fixed quickly. The twins climbed into the bed with her and pressed their bodies against Sandra's. Maria moved up to kiss Sandra's lips, moving her hands on her breasts, while Amber lowered down on her body, moving her tongue from her breasts to her belly, moving toward her cuntjuiced slit. Maria broke the kiss to move down to Sandra's breasts, starting to suck her nipples gently, speeding her toward her second orgasm. She let out a small moan as Amber's tongue reached her cunt, starting to rub against her clit and her hands moving under her thighs, squeezing them gently and moving her body into the right position to give Sandra a chance to make up for the pleasure she was giving her. Sandra moved her hand up Amber's thigh, sticking her fingers into her hot pussy, with Amber's firm ass in the air, starting to move back and forth. Maria moved above Sandra's face, slowly lowering her crotch down to her mouth. Maria felt extreme pleasure flowing through her body as Sandra's tongue started darting inside her young cunt.

All of them were getting an enormous tension relief from each other, their cunts starting to almost burn as their finger and tongues probed inside them. Sandra felt herself cumming again, she took Maria's clit between her teeth as Amber's tongue gave her the spasm of pleasure, Sandra's teeth softly biting Maria's clit, making her gasp, enjoying Sandra's orgasm almost as much as she did. Amber licked the juices off Sandra's exhausted cunt, another one like that and she'd faint. Maria's sister moved in front of her sister, giving her a french kiss to give her a taste of Sandra's cum. As Sandra opened her eyes, she saw Amber's dark pubic hair above her, still wet from her fingering that she kept doing, to let her taste Amber's juice too. Amber's hand slid down to Maria's butt, starting to rub her asshole with her finger, she was close, but not yet there. Maria started cramping up and her body trembling as Sandra put all of her energy into moving her tongue inside Maria's hot cunt, ready to explode. By the look on Amber's face, she was almost done too, they joined in a passionate kiss above Sandra's body, their cunts starting to flow the juice, both streams ending up on Sandra's face, letting her taste both of the twins in her mouth. Amber's juices were making a mess of Sandra's hair, but that was OK, all she needed was another shower.

"That was beautiful... God, I haven't felt that in a long time..." Gasped Sandra as Amber and Maria slid next to her, on other sides of the bed. "Wonderful..." Panted Amber, running her hands back and forth on Sandra's chest.

"Yes, wonderful..." Maria repeated her sisters words.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, making them hurry on getting their clothes on. After a few knocks later, Sandra opened the door to see a familiar face. "Oh, thank God it's you, you're a bit late."

"I know, let's go." Said the girl standing in front of the doorway. "OK, let me just get my..." She didn't get to finish when the girl pulled a gun on her. "I mean now."

Sandra realized what was going on, she called the twins to follow the girl's orders and they headed down to the lobby. Outside they were met by a limo that took off right after they entered. Sandra knew where they were going and that the contact was most likely a traitor, or worse, dead. She could've been watching their contact from eye to eye for all she knew, but all she could hope for, was that she'd survive this nightmare. The twins looked at the girl with fear in their eyes, a person they didn't even know that well was pointing a gun at them, with anger and grief in her eyes.

"Where are we going?" Asked Sandra.

"Just sit tight, Sandy... just sit tight..."

Entering the safehouse near Las Vegas, Nevada, Troy Craven and Sarah Michelle Gellar had prepared for the worse, with guns in their pants. There was no guarantee what would happen, one of the groups to find Damon had gone missing, and one was to meet them in Las Vegas later that night. Sarah knew Damon pretty well, they used to get together pretty much everywhere, they hadn't taken it that seriously but things had just gotten a violent shove into serious.

Troy was pretty concerned about her sister, Beth, who had gone missing along with one of the members of the company. He didn't care about the company, but he cared about Beth... and his cousins too who were in the other group. But there was nothing else to do but to follow orders, the only way to stay alive from now on...

"This place is deserted, let's go." Said Troy, ready to leave the building on the sight of the main hall. "No, we need to check that he hasn't been here in a while, this place is empty, so I expect there was something that drove them out of here, maybe some guys kidnapping a known celebrity and keeping her here."

"If you're referring to the other group that went missing, no one would be stupid enough to bring them here where we could find them."

"True, but maybe they want us to find them."

Sarah approached the stairs. "Why on earth would they want us to find them? That doesn't make any sense." Said Troy.

"I know, I just said it to shut you up."

Sarah walked up the stairs, leaving Troy downstairs exploring the rest of the first floor. After they disappeared into the rooms, another person entered the safehouse, following Sarah upstairs.

After investigating the rooms downstairs, Troy decided to go see what was keeping Sarah. Entering a room, she saw her talking to one of her old friends, Shannen Doherty.

"Oh, Shannen, this is Troy Craven." Sarah introduced them to each other.

"We've met before, hi Troy."

"Shannen..."

Obviously being in the 'Organization', she had most likely met Troy before in the mansion. Not everyone in the company had visited the mansion, but most of them had, Troy had been one of the vital assets in manipulating stars.

"Shannen was looking for Damon too, on her own of course, she heard that he was going to come here later."

"Really? And where did she hear that?" Wondered Troy.

"Around, places where he used to go. A bar in Vegas." Answered Shannen.

"How incompetent for a man who has been hiding from us for a long time, don't you think, Sarah?"

Sarah just shrugged and walked out of the room, heading downstairs. Troy gave Shannen a long look before believing that she had really heard what she told. "I would have never thought you'd work outdoors." Smiled Shannen. Troy didn't reply, but went back downstairs after Sarah.

"Any idea when he's gonna arrive?" Asked Sarah.

"Nope, that's why I was kind of early... or can I say early when I don't know when he's coming? I dunno, doesn't really matter. I took the necessary precautions..."

Shannen pulled a knife out of her pocket. As a response, Sarah and Troy put their guns on the table. "So I got a left over... but this doesn't run out of bullets."

After waiting for a few hours, playing cards, talking about old friends, the company and the resistance, they started to get bored of waiting. This was pretty much normal at the office, but Sarah and Shannen had taken a break from publicity until things cool down.

"What are we supposed to do again?" Moaned Sarah, laying on the floor looking at the ceiling. "Kill him, easy..." Said Shannen, cleaning her fingernails with the knife.

"This seems like waiting for Santa. We're not even sure he's gonna show up. We should take watches." Suggested Sarah, turning her head to Shannen.

"Good idea."

They both looked at Troy, lifelessly staring at the deck of cards between the table. "Troy... pretty please?" Whined Sarah, sounding very tired.

"Fine, whatever..."

He got up and walked out of the door. It was already night, clouds covering the sky enough not to let the moon shine down. Sarah and Shannen went back upstairs in order to get some sleep, but someone had another idea...

"Shannen..."

She turned around to see what was wrong, seeing Sarah standing in the doorway to her room, staring at her with lust in her eyes. "I don't want to sleep alone... if Damon gets past Troy..."

"Yeah... it might be dangerous."

Shannen took up on Sarah's offer, entering her room and closing the door behind her. "So... what side do you want?" Asked Sarah, backing up against the bed.

"... How about the top?"

"I can deal with that..."

They joined in a kiss of lust and heat, slowly landing on the bed with Shannen on top. Sarah ripped Shannen's clothes off, feeling the same feeling she had felt years ago when they had met.

After gotten tired of standing around outside, Troy decided to take a look inside and see if they were really sleeping. Maybe they'd like to take the watch or something... very unlikely, but still possible. He heard them in Sarah's room and he slowly opened the door. It was nothing new to him, but he had never left the mansion, and all he had seen was inside the rooms of that house. Sarah and Shannen had noticed him, but didn't react. Troy removed his clothes and kept staring at the beauties. Sarah's tongue probing into Shannen's and their skin pushing against each other.

Troy watched as the naked girls kissed each other on the bed. Sarah ran her hands up and down Shannen's back as she moved down licking her skin, ending up at her big juicy breasts, starting to knead them against her body, pinching the nipples with her fingers and wetting the tips with her tongue. Troy wasn't sure if this gonna work, he hadn't fucked anyone outside the mansion and now he was gonna do two girls at the same time, it wouldn't hurt to try?

Troy moved in on the beauties, climbing on the bed with them. Shannen stopped to lower down to Troy's cock, along with Sarah behind her. They took the in their mouths, Shannen on the other side, Sarah on the other, sucking the life out of the tip of Troy's cock, he was pushing their head hard against his cock, letting them kiss with his cock in between. He felt Sarah's and Shannen's tongue's rubbing against each other on his cock, the warm and wet mouths of the actresses making their best effort to please him.

They pulled away from him and Shannon laid back on the bed, letting Sarah move above her head, lowering her shaven cunt down to Shannen's mouth. Troy spread her legs and pushed his cock deep inside her, starting to move it slowly in her wet cunt, moistened by Sarah's groping and kissing. Shannen moved her tongue in Sarah's cunt with delight, she smelled and tasted her juices that started running down to her neck and Sarah started to moan loudly. Troy kept going faster and faster, more speed he picked up more closer Shannen was to getting her orgasm. Her hot and wet cunt was getting pumped with full force, the cock sliding in rubbing the walls of her horny pussy, the tip of the cock poking her womb furiously, causing a small amount of pain. That pain was only delight for Shannen, who got more enthusiasm in licking Sarah's clit every time she felt a poke in her womb. "I'm gonna cum... gonna cum soon... that's it..." She moaned as her cunt was ready to give in. Both Troy and Shannen let out a loud moan accompanied by Sarah's high-pitched panting as Shannen made her cum by biting her clit. Both girls erupted at the same time, Shannen flowing onto Troy's cock and Sarah dripping her juices into Shannen's mouth.

Shannen pulled away from both of them with moans of satisfaction, letting them continue with her watching from the side. Sarah was more than glad, having Troy to all herself. Sarah rolled over and spread her legs for him, reaching back to spread her buttocks with her hands too, giving Troy the idea. He set the tip of his cock onto her butthole and removed Sarah's hands from her buttocks, replacing them with his, only he pushed them tighter around his cock. Shannen's cuntjuice gave a good help here, Troy pushed his cock slowly into Sarah's ass, making her grin and pant. It was hard, but he got his cock deep into the end of Sarah's rectum, starting to pull it out without hurting her too much. The second thrust was much easier, sliding into the slippery asshole and rubbing the walls. It didn't take much time when Sarah wouldn't dream of asking him to stop, her sweaty buttocks being rammed and squeezed by Troy, who was getting one of the most wanted asses in the world.

"Fuck me! Oh God, fuck me!" Whined Sarah as Troy pumped his veiny cock into her tight juicy ass. He tightened his grip on Sarah's buttocks, sinking his fingers into the sweaty blushing skin, his cock ravaging her rectum with powerful thrusts. Troy's balls slapped against the girl's pussy lips, giving enough vibration to Sarah's horny clit to cause an extreme orgasm, wetting Troy's balls all over and some of the juices running down Sarah's thighs. Her butt clenched up with every push, causing Troy to let out small moans, feeling her muscles around his cock, rubbing it and almost making him cum.

"Christ, I'm gonna cum!" Troy pulled his cock out of Sarah's butt and turned her around. Sarah grabbed her breasts and set Troy's cock between them, starting to move them up and down, licking the tip every time it came on range. Sarah looked up at Troy, making eyecontact just as he started moaning loudly, Sarah's beautiful tits rubbing his shaft and her tongue licking the tip... "Here it comes, baby! YYAAHHHH!"

The warm load of sperm flew on Sarah's lips, some of it dripping on her breasts. Sarah collapsed on the bed for a while, letting Troy get up from the bed. As Troy was getting his clothes, Sarah sat up on the bed. Then things took an ugly turn...

"Don't move..."

Sarah felt a cold pipe against her back, escorted by the familiar voice of Shannen. "Get your clothes on, both of you."

Sarah turned around to see that it was really her, but it was her and she was pointing a gun at them. "I said, get dressed. We're late."

They heard a horn from a car outside. "I told you he was going to come here, now get on with it."

Troy and Sarah got dressed and were taken downstairs by the girl holding their guns. Outside Damon was waiting them in a limo, ready to head for their hideout. "Hey baby..." He gave Shannen a quick kiss as Sarah and Troy entered the car. "How'd it go?"

"Just perfect. Let's get going."

"Where is Beth?" Asked Troy.

Damon turned his head to him, seeing his angry face staring back at him. "You're in no position to make any questions... besides, believe it or not, we don't know where your sister is..."

The drive wasn't long, the hideout of the resistance was just a few miles away. Shannen didn't feel a bit sorry that she had betrayed her old friends, it was clear that they had gone crazy and she wasn't going to play like that. Hoping that she would help bring down the 'Organization' together with Damon... it was all she wanted.

Maybe there was a thing that was more pure than simple lust. Some people call it love, some call it biochemistry, some say it doesn't exist. Well, it was a good thing you could always trust your most important things in life to be decided by your lust, although by doing this your life will most likely go straight to hell. Control your lust, that's the key to a successful human life, unfortunately humans aren't able to control lust...

"GOD, this is TORTURE!" Screamed Michelle Trachtenberg, frustrated by the traffic in LA. After doing some business, she was to return to the hideout right away, normally that would be easy, but a few car accidents had delayed the trip significantly. The driver was one of the spies who had connections to the 'Organization', Angelo. Most information he had gotten was by screwing some of the heads, in any case a good informer.

"How late are we?" Asked Angelo.

"I dunno, a couple of days... we should've been there hours ago. Maybe I should call again just to say that we're OK..."

"Yeah, there's a lot that can happen in 3 minutes."

"... Yeah, I guess you're right..."

"What's up? You haven't been yourself lately."

"Maybe it's these kidnappings... maybe it's nothing. I'm just a little nervous what they'll do to retaliate."

"I don't think they're in hurry to strike back, their main concentration has been locating Damon. That's kind of weird, since Damon isn't the head of the resistance, you are."

Michelle didn't show him that she knew exactly why they weren't after her, if it would come up that the leaders of the opposite sides had fallen into passion for each other, who knows what would happen. They'd probably think that Michelle was able to persuade the head of the company to destroy it... that wasn't going to happen.

"So? What do you think?"

"... Huh?"

"Why Damon?"

"Oh... I dunno."

After a few hours they arrived at their hideout, Hades. They ran into Damon on their way in, the first kidnap was complete, but there was one more for him to handle. Michelle went straight to see the prisoner in the old labs. Since it seemed that there were no more people coming to stay in the hideout, they could still use the labs as cells. She looked at the girl laying on the floor next to the bed, refusing to go to sleep, even though she had been drugged heavily to keep her from struggling.

"Unfortunate that it had to be like this for her..." Said Michelle.

"It's her problem, we just need to keep her here until we're finished and the company doesn't exist anymore."

"And how long will that take?"

Angelo didn't say anything, he turned and walked away, leaving Michelle feeling sorry for the girl, sobbing in the room.

"Why are you crying?" Asked Michelle as she stepped into the lab and closed the door behind her. The girl lifted her head to see that it was her she was talking to. "Oh, it's you... I thought it was the drugs talking..." She let out a small laugh from beneath the tears.

"You didn't answer my question."

Michelle sat down on the floor next to her, trying to make her feel better and maybe put some sense into her skull.

"I don't even know... betrayal maybe... I didn't even resist when Damon pulled me into the car and we drove down here... or maybe I just realized that I've been fighting with the wrong side... I just don't know."

"Well don't kick yourself for not knowing what side you are on. We all have doubts."

"Yeah but not you... you just took control of the situation just like that. Captured me, probably the other teams too?"

"They're on their way here."

"See? If I had been smarter I wouldn't have been captured... hell, if I had been smarter I would've just left."

"You still can."

"... No... I've picked my side, no matter what I say now. I think you'd better leave... but thanks anyway..."

"No problem."

Michelle got up and left the room, locking it tightly to wait for the next prisoners. Most of the people in the resistance were outside spying on the 'Organization'. Obviously it was very dangerous, but there was nothing else they could do until the prisoners would arrive. And even after that, their only hope was that they'd learn something new in the interrogation. Things were much worse than the opposition thought.

Later that day Damon brought in two more captives, one of them was Troy Craven, brother of the girl they had lost track of in San Francisco. She wouldn't try to free them alone, and even if she'd report back to the company, they had no idea of their location. Michelle got a good night's sleep, she hadn't been able to sleep that good in a long time. Maybe it was the kidnappings that were keeping her up, but there'd be another one the next day...

"FULL HOUSE! Everyone has returned and the place is crowded, along with prisoners in Lab 13! After today's job it all might be over, so just sit tight and relax!"

"Well... how about if we just SLEEP tight and relax..."

Michelle was woken up by the annoying sound from the speakers. It wasn't that necessary anymore since the hideout was completely ready, but some of the people had their own work to do.

Stepping into the cafeteria to get some coffee, she saw Damon and Angelo sitting in a table. That was weird, since Damon used to sit with his 'Girlfriend', but not this morning.

"Hi guys. What's up?"

"Crap... it's all crap." Mumbled Damon.

"Looks like you didn't have any sleep last night..." Smiled Michelle picking up her cup. "Nope, I'm tired because I HAD some sleep last night. Usually I don't have sleep at night, but we're fighting..."

"Fighting? What could you possibly be fighting about?" Asked Michelle a bit confused.

"Affairs... I decided to tell her that I had a small scene with one of the prisoners we brought in yesterday."

"Oh no..."

"I wanted to tell the truth so it wouldn't come up later in the interrogation, so I told her what happened and she just freaked!"

"What happened, is she OK?"

"And that's not the best part! The best part is that SHE also had an affair with TWO of the prisoners! And now she's blaming me of everything!" Damon laughed as he said those words but he was still devastated.

"What can you expect, she's an asshole!" Yelled Angelo, taking a sip from a bottle with clear fluid in it.

"And what's with your breath?" Groaned Michelle as she smelled Angelo's breath.

"Booze! What do you think I should've done, this guy is about to lock up my only long term relationship I've ever had today, and afterwards he's probably gonna interrogate her with very violent ways! Excuse me for wanting to take a drink in the morning."

"OK, OK... sheesh, aren't we grumpy today..." Michelle took a sip from her cup and saw Angelo's eyebrows rise up.

"... Hey, wait a minute... why aren't you pretending to be an asshole too?" Wondered Angelo.

"Hey, yeah! You're the one who's been acting like a major bitca for the past week, what happened?"

"Nothing happened, and I think that's why I just had the best sleep I've had for a month!" Smiled Michelle. "I think it was all about the fact what Natalie would do to react to the MIAs in the lab. There's really nothing bothering me now, and I'm gonna take full advantage, so I planned to take the whole day off and relax."

"I don't have to do anything either, yet... and by the way I am not the one who'll get the final group from Vegas, thank you very much, I let Reese handle that one. I'm gonna go out and drink my ass off, and since my privilege to the room of the girl now known as my ex is cut off, I might pay a visit to some cheap prostitutes I used to know in LA."

"Well if you're going there, be careful. They're looking for you with cats and dogs." Reminded Michelle.

"Or with cars and hot dogs!" Laughed Angelo. Unfortunately Michelle and Damon didn't see the humor in the phrase.

"Forget it... just forget it..."

Damon spent the day drinking, as did Angelo. Michelle took a ride to a beach in Los Angeles. A risky place to be sunbathing right now, but since they weren't looking for her, they might not notice if she'd walk right past them on the street.

After laying on the crowded beach in her black and white bikini for a few hours, she decided she had enough sun for the day and was about to leave. "Hey, Michelle!"

As she turned around to see who it was, she saw one of her fans that she had closer contact with. "Aron, hi!"

"Wow, I haven't seen you in months." Said the guy, standing in front of her. "Yeah, I've been kind of busy. There's a lot of stuff going on... but, hey! It's great to see you, are you busy?"

After Michelle got into her jeans and sandals, they headed to a nearby cafe, it was near the beach so Michelle's outfit was acceptable. After ordering drinks they sat down at a table. Aron was a fan she had met a year ago, they had been meeting up as friends for a long time too, until things had gotten complicated with the company.

"So, how's the acting?"

"Umm, it's still cool. Keeps me occupied though, I haven't been able to call for a while..."

"That's OK, I know you're busy."

"... So, how's the fixing things?"

"Very good lately, I haven't had a break for a couple of weeks, I managed to get some freetime today, it was lucky I ended up at the beach."

"Right, but don't work too hard. It'll make a mess of your personal life."

"You are my personal life, remember?" Smiled Aron.

Michelle gave him a smile back, Aron was the most dedicated fan of Michelle's. He owned almost everything there was to own about Michelle, everything except her, that is. Back then Michelle had been more with Damon and some other guys, but so far she had liked Aron as one of her best friends. They spent the whole day together, walking around town, stopping for drinks and going to the movies, until night prevailed and the sun started sinking into the horizon.

"Come on, I wanna show you something!" Aron lead Michelle through a dark alley to a tall building that looked dirty from the outside. "What could possibly be interesting enough to see in a place like this?"

"You'll see at the top, come on!"

They ran up the stairs through the dusty stairwell, the elevator was out of order according to Aron. He knew how to fix things like that, he just hadn't got the time to do it yet. Reaching the top floor, Aron opened up the door that hadn't any dust or dirt on it, opening up a beautifully decorated room, with a view of the darkening city.

"It's beautiful... who's place is this?"

"Mine. Like I said, business has been very good."

"Wow... you really made it."

They watched as the sun sank deeper and deeper into the ocean. It was getting late and Michelle had promised to be back early. But on the other hand, she was going to be stressed out with the interrogations, so would it really harm if she'd sleep in LA? But what would Aron have to say about that? Michelle walked up to him and put her arms on his shoulders, locking him into her arms.

"Thanks..."

"... For what?"

"This. All of this. I haven't had this much fun in a very long time..."

Her lips started closing in on Aron's, but he quickly pulled away from Michelle, looking very troubled. "Michelle, what are you doing?"

Michelle let out a sigh, still moving in on him. "What do you think I'm doing, Aron?" He backed up with every step Michelle took toward him. "What's going on? You're acting strange..." The wall stopped Aron from moving any farther away from Michelle, who pushed up against him in her black and white bikini-top. It wasn't hard enough to resist her without her breasts pushing against him, but it crossed her mind that why should he resist? Michelle gave him a long and soft kiss, giving him something to look forward to. "Listen, Michelle... are you sure you're OK? You don't seem like yourself..."

"Aron, listen what I have to say... this is me. It's who I am... you once said that you would like me, no matter how I was... so here I am, you got me. Now what do you want to do with me?"

He couldn't say a word, this wasn't the girl he used to know, but things change, people change, so this had to be normal, right? "I've got an idea..." Smiled Michelle, lowering down on him. Aron felt his pants lowering down along with his boxers, and finally he let out a sigh as Michelle's hand took a hold of his shaft. Michelle slid down her bikini-top and started rubbing the tip of Aron's cock on her erect nipples, feeling it hardening with every rub. The cock rubbed Michelle's warm and tender skin on her soft breasts, making Aron pant softly. After getting him hard, Michelle took the tip in her mouth, making Aron let out a moan as her tongue started rolling around it. As her lips were sucking the red tip of Aron's cock, sinking it with Michelle's saliva, her hand took a hold of the shaft, starting to stroke it softly as her other hand cupped Aron's balls, squeezing them softly in her palm. She slobbered all over the long veiny shaft and spread it with her hand, starting to speed up her stroking. Aron was about to come, Michelle's warm and wet mouth and her soft lips were too much for him, plus the fact that he had a big crush on her, but he managed to keep his load inside.

Michelle pulled away from Aron's cock, getting up she removed her jeans along with the rest of her bikini and grabbed Aron, turning them around, with Michelle's back against the wall. He kissed her with craving of her taste in his mouth, lifting her up against the wall with his cock in her crotch, rubbing her inner thighs. Michelle lowered down a bit, feeling the cock rubbing against her hot pussy lips, her moist brown pubic hair grazing the shaft that was about to fill the young girl. Aron grinned and Michelle whined as the tip of his cock slid roughly into Michelle's young and tight pussy, pushing the shaft slowly deeper and deeper... until Michelle felt it in her womb, making her let out a loud cry. Starting to pump the innocent and slippery cunt of the girl against his wall, he let out a violent pant every time he pushed deep into Michelle. Her hard nipples rubbed against his chest with her breasts slapping gently against him, she guided Aron's hands on her butt, telling him to squeeze it hard. Michelle's whining got louder and louder as Aron's grip on her little hot ass tightened, with his speed also picking up making Michelle's cunt burn of pleasure. "Who's been a bad girl, huh? Who? Why haven't you called?" Aron groaned as he let go of Michelle's other buttock, getting ready to slap it silly. "Please no! I won't do it again, I promise!" Whined Michelle, nearing her orgasm. Her juices escaped her hot cunt, filled with Aron's cock as he slapped her buttocks hard, making her whole body quiver. "Bad girl! You're a very bad girl!" He kept spanking the young ass as hard as he could, making it red from the beating. Michelle was almost screaming of delight with every push of his cock and every slap of his hand, her tanned skin was getting the most exciting beating of her life, her butt was getting numb from Aron's hands, but she could still feel the slaps.

The veiny shaft was ravaging Michelle's horny cunt with all it had, pushing itself deep inside the girl, making her smile and scream at the same time. Michelle's butt clenched up as her second orgasm covered Aron's cock with her cum, the beating Aron was giving her was making both of them feel extremely horny, Aron felt his cum gathering inside and dropped Michelle on the floor and stuck the cock into her mouth. "Suck it bitch! Suck it all the way!" He yelled as he face-fucked Michelle's mouth furiously, banging her head against the wall. The cock slid deep into Michelle's throat, with her lips tightly on his shaft, not gonna let anything out.

"That's it Michelle, that's it... God your hot mouth feels so good... I'm gonna cum, baby... here it comes!"

The load of hot sperm ran straight down to Michelle's stomach, Aron kept moaning as Michelle didn't stop sucking his worn out cock. He pulled away from her and dropped on the floor in front of Michelle.

"I never knew you had it in you, I always thought you were the 'Make Love don't Fuck'-type..."

"Well, you know... I always thought you were that type, so I acted like that type."

"Good thinking..."

"... Are you in a hurry?"

"Nope... can I spend the night in here?"

"Sure, if you fancy sharing a bed."

"No problem..."

That night, Michelle got her insomnia back. All the problems she had forgotten for a day were there again, and there was that other problem that had showed it's face... she still felt something for Natalie.

"Good news, we got a hold of a serum that's supposed to wipe out their memories of the last couple of days, we might not need to keep them here after the interrogation."

"What about afterwards? Will their memory return in time?"

"Impossible to say, it might not, but we've seen them bring back the dead, so we don't know what they can do."

"We should ask them about that too, I'm dying to know how they do that... OK, that was a slip-up, not a tasteless joke."

"Ignored. When will we start?"

"As soon as the guys get here, Damon's on his way back from LA. You really meant to hurt him, didn't you?"

"He started it, go off and screw the enemy just like that! He didn't even think how I would feel about it."

"Yeah, but you slept with two of the enemies."

"Who the hell are you to talk to me about Damon and me? You're the whore in the corner of the local strip-club!"

"I don't charge, thank you very much! And I pick my subjects very carefully for that matter. And I used to do Damon, so I do know what I'm talking about."

"Shit, they're awake. What are we supposed to do again?"

"Just shut up and stay here. I'll handle things until they guys get here."

Claire Danes opened the lab door to start questioning one of the prisoners. She was tied up to a chair so she wouldn't be able to do anything. "OK, we're gonna do this nice and easy..."

The woman's head was slowly swinging from side to side. The heavy drugging tended to get them like that, the only problem was getting the information out of them. "Can you hear me?" Asked Claire, holding the prisoners head in place. She nodded tiredly and Claire let her head go on it's own course. "Here's the deal... we want information about the company, you're one of the heads, so I think you're the first person we need to question."

"What... questions... ask..." She mumbled, obviously ready to fall asleep. "Jesus Christ, what did you guys give her? She's like a talking corpse!" Claire yelled at the people looking through the window.

"Ask... the damn questions..."

"... Alrighty, here's the thing, we don't know the questions, we just want answers."

The woman moaned and laid her head back to stop it from moving. "OK, here's a good one... how do you bring up the dead?" Asked Claire, not expecting for an answer. The woman started waving her head again, trying to mumble something. "Could we get some questions she can answer here?" Claire yelled again, no one reacting behind the glass.

"The... machine..."

Claire turned her head to her, not sure what to say.

"Umm... say what?"

"The machine in... the bottom floor... don't know how it works, but it works..." Her speech was getting clearer.

"Yeah, fine... that's a start... is it small, or big, or... invisible?"

"Invisible...? Get the fuck out of my face..." She moaned, feeling much better. The effect of the drugs was starting to wear off, they might catch something useful after all...

"You said about a machine that revives people, what about it?"

"It's in the basement... it's small... not small, not big... kind of like a coffin, except you don't go in, you lay on the lid."

"How does it work?"

"Oh, come on... I'm not God over here..."

"Fine, that was out of the line, is there anything else about the machine... what runs it?"

"Don't know... ask Natalie..."

Suddenly she passed out, a side effect maybe. Anyway she was outcold and was carried into the other lab, where the other prisoners were resting. Claire was pretty nervous about who'd come next. The twins were too scared to talk, Beth was missing and Troy... walked in.

"... Sit down, please..." Claire was nervous about talking to Troy, after that incident in Scotland she hadn't felt quite like herself anymore.

"If you intend trying to break me into telling about the company, you're out of luck. I know nothing about it."

"We'll just see about that..."

A man walked in and gave Troy a shot of something. After a few moments he started to look like the woman who sat there before, his actions were the same.

"Who are you?" Asked Claire.

"... Troy Craven... why do you ask, sweetie?"

"Enough of that, what so you know about the company called the 'Organization'?"

"... Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Absolutely nothing, my dear Claire... I haven't left the mansion ever in my whole life... and you just came and burned it down... not very nice was it?"

"You can blame Damon and Michelle, I had nothing to do with that..."

"But Claire... why so touchy? Are you thinking about what happened last time we were in a room alone together?"

"We weren't together, remember? Beth was there."

"Ah, yes... Beth... when will you tell us what you've done with her?"

"We've already told you, we don't know where Beth is!"

"You lying bitch for a woman..."

"Well this was a waste of serum..."

Troy was carried out and put in with the rest. They decided to stop the interrogations there and wait for Damon or Angelo to show up, both were heading toward the hideout.

Meanwhile in the lab with the prisoners...

"... Are you OK?" Asked Troy. The twins just nodded, not saying that they were scared to death. He looked around and started to feel convinced that they really had no idea where his sister was. The girl and the woman were beat, completely out of it, not knowing what was going on, things were starting to come to an end.

"What did they ask?" Asked the girl.

"Oh, the usual... do I know anything about the company, I said no and I called her a bitch and then she threw me out..."

"Oh good... maybe we should just switch sides we could get away with this a lot easier..."

"Damn straight! Let's just give up, we don't know anything they already don't know anyway... somebody call the guard!" Said the woman.

"No! We must keep the company together, it's all we have left!" The twins gathered their courage and spoke out. "Oh yeah? It's all you freaks have! The rest of us have a real life!" The woman got up, leaning against the wall.

"What life? You've been so devoted to the 'Organization' that you haven't even worked! And you say that you have a life?" Brawled Troy, still dazed from the drugs.

"... No! She's right... we need to go back to our normal lives, and the only way we can do that is destroy what's left of Natalie's company." The girl spoke out from the floor.

"I don't believe this! First our own employees betray us, the mansion, our home gets burned down, Dominique is on verge of suicide, we get kidnapped, and now you want to destroy everything we've worked so hard to build? I'll kill you before I let that happen!"

"... Well bring it on, peanut-balls, cause I don't care anymore!" The woman took position to evade his assault, but he just stood there, fear starting to gather up inside him. "We need to stick together! Think about what we could do! Destroy the resistance and live a perfect life!"

"... You know what, Troy... there's no such thing as perfect life... you might have thought so in your little mansion up in the hills, but not here you don't... welcome to the world!"

Troy was wordless, along with his cousins. It was true though... everything he had lived for in the mansion was destroyed along with it, and the life outside it was hard without the company that supported him in every way. But he wasn't going to live a normal life, it was too late for that...

"... You're right, Sandy... you're right..."

Troy looked at the mirror on the wall for a second, just to see what he had become, seconds before he'd end it.

The twins let out a scream as Troy punched his fist against the mirror, breaking it into shards. He picked up one of shards and held it in both of his hands.

"Umm, guard! Guard, there's a lunatic in here! Guard!" The girl yelled but her voice was lost behind the screaming of the twins. You would've thought they'd leave someone there to guard the lab, but there was no one there.

"So, what are we gonna do with them? They won't talk, or they don't know anything, and we can't keep enemies in the complex without guards and who's gonna stay up all night?" Asked Claire, walking down the hall with Angelo.

"I don't know, OK? I don't know!"

They stopped just a few feet away from the lab door. "Listen, me and Sandra have had a relationship for a long time, you should ignore everything personal she says, OK?"

"Yeah yeah..."

As they walked in they saw something they'd never hoped to see. The blood was everywhere and the corpse on the floor was covered in deep wounds, still some blood running out of them. In the corner they saw Amber and Maria, their completely lifeless bodies laying next to each other. The woman and the girl were in the other corner, both in shock about what just happened in front of their eyes.

"Christ... I guess Troy didn't have a pure conscience then..." Thought Claire. "Are you OK?" Angelo rushed to the woman, trying to recover her from the shock by shaking her by the shoulders. She didn't reply, neither did the girl beside her.

After burying the bodies in the desert, Damon and Angelo returned to the hideout to figure out what was going on.

"OK, so Troy cut himself, the twins died and we came in?"

"No, actually it was more like Troy ripped himself open from numerous parts of his body and the twins went into cardiac arrest and then you barged in." Explained Sandra.

"Oh... big difference?"

Damon and Angelo walked in, informing of the fact that the bodies were disposed of. "Dead and buried, the two were easy to bury, but the one with the blood on it... yikes!"

"Thank you, Damon, that was very kind of you to put it that way..." Said Claire as Angelo walked to Sandra, just to make sure she was OK.

"That was the most scariest thing that's ever happened to me, and I've seen some weird shit in my time..."

"It's OK now... I'ts OK..."

Damon and Claire decided to give them a little time alone and left the room. "I guess she's gonna be OK... what about the other one?" Asked Damon.

"Still in a coma, we have no idea what she's gonna do when she wakes up... if she wakes up, that is... we need someone to guard her at all times."

"I can do it..."

"... Nope, Shannen already took that job. And obviously you already know why, don't you?"

"Well, I don't know..."

Claire stopped Damon in the middle of the hallway.

"It's you who has to know, Damon. No one else can know... tell me, are you trustworthy?"

"... Afraid that I might do something?" Asked Damon.

"... Maybe..." Claire smiled as reply.

"I'm doing my best to be loyal to Shannen, Claire."

"Well your best isn't good enough... you might need professional help."

Claire walked away toward the dorms, leaving Damon into his own thoughts. "A professional, huh?"

"And it's past midnight, Hades! Time for you to sleep and me to shut up..." The speakers let out the last voices for the day and the hideout went to sleep. Angelo and Sandra had stayed in the lab by themselves, it seemed that she was ready to give up her position in the company. The girl guarded by Shannen was in deep coma, it seemed that she wasn't going to wake up any time soon, but according to what Sandra had said, she was ready to quit too. The company was getting smaller by the day, now 3 of their employees had died and 2 had switched sides. But there were still many threats, Troy's sister Beth was at large and she wasn't going to take the death of her brother easily. Jake and Crystal, the demonic children of Natalie were probably looking for them right now and the resistance wasn't any closer to the answer how to destroy to 'Organization'.

"Damon... don't you ever sleep?" Asked Claire as Damon walked into her room. "No, I usually don't... I get drowsy when I... you know, sleep."

"Well, you'd better leave, before my room-mate wakes up and tells Shannen that you were in here, talking to me in the middle of the night." Claire wasn't exactly sleeping, just laying in bed after all that had happened that day. Damon didn't usually sleep at this hour, he wasn't used to sleeping at night.

"So... bye?" Smiled Claire.

"Actually... I wanted to talk to you about something..."

They left the dorms so that they wouldn't disturb anyone who were asleep. Going back above the ground to the desert, they sat on the platform to look at the stars. "So... what did you want to talk about?" Asked Claire.

"Lots of stuff... but one thing's been bothering me for a long time..."

"What?"

At first Damon couldn't say it, but it wasn't that hard to say. "Back when we... you know. Were you with the company?"

"The company? I've never really been in it. I had enough when Troy and his very perverted sister molested me in a damp cave."

"Sounds just about right for you..."

"Why do you ask?"

"Well... I've been thinking, most of the women I've slept with have been in the company at one point or another, so I thought that..."

"It wasn't you, it was them?"

"... Yeah, that's about it."

"Well, you're wrong. I think you got to most of them before Natalie picked them. You don't need to worry about things like that."

Damon looked at Claire, watching the sky with a beautiful smile on her face. He had already had one affair, what could a second one do to make it worse? He moved in on Claire and started kissing her neck. "Come on, stop that..." Smiled Claire, not really reacting to his doing. "Why? Are you afraid that I might do something?"

"No..." Claire let Damon continue kissing her, until she pushed him away and locked her arms around him. "But you should be..."

Claire stuck her tongue into Damon's mouth, embracing him strongly with her whole body. She pushed Damon against the platform, continuing to kiss him, while at the same time removing her clothes. After her upper body was completely bare, she started removing Damon's clothes. After she got his shirt off, she felt Damon's hands running down her back, sliding down to her buttocks, starting to caress them softly. Finally they got their pants off, feeling their privates rubbing against each other. Damon felt his cock getting bigger and harder as the tip rubbed the tight buttocks on Claire, her breasts rubbing against Damon's chest as their wild kiss continued. Claire rubbed her thighs together, making Damon's cock moisten of her juices running down her pubic hair on him. "Remember this?" Claire panted as her pussy lips rubbed against Damon's rock hard shaft between her legs. "God, yes..." Moaned Damon as a reply. A slightly cold wind blew through their bodies, making their hot skins cool down a bit. Claire broke the kiss and straightened her back, giving Damon a chance to push in...

"Oh, yeah... that's it..." Claire panted as Damon's cock slowly pushed between her pale buttocks. Damon pushed the tip against her butthole, ready to push it in, staring at Claire looking down on him, her hot body illuminated by the stars. He watched her face grinning and heard her mouth breathing heavily as his cock pushed into her tight little ass, making her quiver. Claire started moving up and down, letting Damon's cock slide deeper and deeper inside her bowel.

"Oh, fuck! Oh shit! Fuck my butt! Harder, GOD!" Screamed Claire, feeling the cock inside her ravaging the walls of her rectum violently, her girlish nipples hardening in the cool night in Nevada. Damon bucked his hips up every time Claire's hot buttocks slapped against him, making him slide deeper into the girl's slippery and tight rectum, filled with his hard cock. "Oh God, Claire! Just like that, baby!" Damon moaned as Claire started clenching her hot butt and rubbing his cock with her assmuscles, making them both feel like heaven. Claire whined loudly as Damon's thrusts kept getting harder, her ass was getting numb and her cunt was ready to explode. She stuck her fingers deep inside herself, starting to finger herself violently, trying to make her cum as fast and hard as she could. "You wanna cum Claire? Is that it?" Claire nodded hornily for Damon and he suddenly jumped up from the ground and turned Claire around, pushing her against the concrete platform, with his cock in her butt and her fingers in her cunt.

"God, my ass!" Whined Claire as Damon started pounding her ass even harder, her pale buttocks shining beneath the stars and flattening as Damon pounded into her tight little butt. Damon groaned loudly, his voice lost in Claire's whining, while he pushed his cock into her rectum giving her a ride of her life. Claire let out a loud moan as her cunt let out a very wet orgasm, making a puddle on the platform under them.

Damon pushed the last thrusts into Claire, groaning wildly as the load of semen started to gush out. He quickly turned Claire over and jumped on top of her, starting to jerk his cock on her chest. He spread his cum all over Claire's flat chest, rubbing his cock against her small erect nipples.

They stayed outside that night, talking about the times they used to be together more often. Those times were way gone, but the memories were still there, ready to warm up the old relationship they used to have.

And what comes to the Cravens and the company against the resistance, both sides were getting ready for a war...

Jake and Crystal, the children that were given birth by Kirsten Dunst, but conceived by Patrick Craven and Natalie Portman. Their last order had been to find their missing mother, Kirsten, but she was helped to escape by Natalie and some other person in the 'Organization'. Even after that, they have been looking for the hideout of the resistance, where they had hidden Kirsten. Unable to catch her at work, they needed to sweep out the surroundings of California. After a long time, their search finally came up with results...

"You there, sis?"

"Still here, bro."

"I think I just made a very interesting discovery, in the middle of a desert."

"Yummie! What is it?"

"It's a platform lift of some sort, it takes vehicles filled with people underground."

"Underground to where, Jake?"

"We'll see, Crystal. We'll see..."

Sneaking down to the hideout just before the lift closed, Jake locked himself inside the hideout of his worst enemies, if there was something to learn about their activities, it was here. He sneaked around, making a map of the place in his mind.

"Crystal... can you hear me?" He spoke into his cell phone.

"Yeah, go ahead..."

"I think you should get your ass away from Jamaica and get down to Nevada, where I assume I'll be arranging a reunion with our mother..."

"Which one?"

"... Both."

Night came over Nevada, as Crystal rushed into LA to inform Natalie about their latest discovery. Meanwhile, Jake had located Kirsten but wasn't exactly sure how he was going to get her out of the hideout, she wasn't going to come freely, that was for sure, he had to think of something else...

"Are you sure it's the place? I have a lot of work to do at the office." Natalie was still a little skeptical about whether they had found them, maybe in the back of her head she was wishing they hadn't, but this was looking like the real deal...

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm standing right next to her... she's so cute when she's sleeping... I think you should hurry, I hear they wake up early."

"... Fine, me and Crystal will be waiting outside the platform in a few hours, be ready to lower the lift."

"Got it. I'll wait here until you show up."

Jake looked at his sleeping mother on the bed just big enough for her to fit in it. On the other side of the room another woman laid on the bed, sleeping very deeply, so she didn't notice Jake watching over her room-mate. Everyone in the hideout was asleep, Jake was able to keep himself from dealing with Kirsten by himself, because in the end it was all about taking her out, but it seemed that Natalie wanted to see her one last time or maybe explain to her why this had to happen... it wasn't for Jake to know, he was the one who did what was told, just like the Cravens had done before him. Natalie thought that she had them under control, but eventually they did what they found appropriate, Beth Craven had been missing for a while now, and everyone thought that she was captured by the resistance, but the truth was very different. It was Crystal and Jake that had captured Beth and killed her. There really wasn't a reason why they did it, maybe it was in the genes, or maybe they just didn't like her. The children that were made to obey their master had gone against her, without her knowing about it, but even with their sinister minds they would never beat Natalie at her own game. They would leave when the time comes, but right now they had Kirsten to worry about.

An hour before the people in Hades wake up, Jake lowered he platform lift down, letting the black limo enter the hideout. Crystal and a man stepped out of the car, inside Jake could see Natalie, waiting for them to bring her old lover to her, they had plenty of time for the abduction, but they wouldn't risk getting Natalie captured. "What are you waiting for? Go get her, now!" Yelled Nat.

Jake and Crystal nodded, entering the main complex along with the guy that was supposed to get the girl to come along. Going through the empty rooms, they ended up at the dorms where Kirsten was still asleep. Crystal took out a needle and was about to sting her, but Jake stopped her. "I think we can do this without any medication, I think Natalie has plans for her." Crystal backed off with the needle, and instead the guy and Jake grabbed her by the feet and arms, starting to carry her out of the complex.

"Damn this brings back memories..." Murmured the guy, pushing Kirsten into the car next to Natalie. "Yeah, I'll always remember that night when we got her in... do you think she remembers?" Smiled Natalie, referring to the night she had gotten Kirsten into the 'Organization', it was one night after the Oscar-gala at some club. All three, Natalie, Kirsten and the guy had an intimate confrontation in the bathroom of the club... things had changed since then. Just as Crystal was going to enter the car, she stopped. Jake and Natalie didn't say anything for a moment, but as Crystal returned to the entrance of the hideout, Jake got out of the car.

"We need to go now, we have less than 30 minutes and some of them might already be up."

"... There's something here... I'm not sure, but something has happened."

Crystal opened the door and walked to the hallway, followed by Jake who went to get her sister back into the car. They stopped in the main hall, leading to the dorms, labs, the cafeteria and the lift. "OK... tell me now and I won't drag you back to the car." Crystal glanced at Jake and kept looking around. "I think it's Troy... and the twins."

Suddenly Crystal turned her head toward the labs and continued making her way to the last lab at the end of the hall. Reaching it they found it was locked, but they could see inside through the window. Both Jake and Crystal looked through the glass and looking rather shocked looking at the empty room. "... Do you see it?"

"... Yeah..." Jake nodded looking at the floor of the lab. "... Whose blood is that?" Asked Crystal, but Jake just shook her head. What seemed to be an empty room wasn't that empty at all, Crystal and Jake saw a big puddle of blood on the floor, along with some shards of glass on the side, in the corner there were 2 piles of white powder. Finally they realized what had happened there, the blood should've been obvious, and the white powder in the corner... they were the last ones now. It's not like they wouldn't have killed them later if they wanted to, but they still cared about them, after all they were their father's relatives. Crystal and Jake backed away from the window and rushed back to the car.

"What the hell is the matter with you? We need to go, right now!" Snapped Natalie from the car, with Kirsten starting to wake up next to her.

"There's been a change of plans, you go ahead without us." Said Crystal.

"... You're nuts, do you have any idea what they'll do if they catch you here? You're coming with us and that's final!"

"... Sorry mom, but we're staying... we'll catch up with you later, we promise." Ensured Jake, slamming the door closed as Crystal moved the lift back up. They didn't hesitate to drive away at that point, their minds were made up and now that Natalie had Kirsten with her, she only needed to finish her business with her. Meanwhile in Hades, Crystal and Jake were seconds away from making the people in the place to feel some extreme horror.

"Time to make them pay... get ready to feel some pain, sis."

"I'll be OK, if you'll be, bro..."

The siblings kneeled down in the middle of the main hall opposite to each other. It was only a few minutes before the speakers would wake up every single person in the hideout, but this ritual didn't look at the time. The children started chanting in Latin, some mist started to gather around them, with closed eyes and open minds they started summoning up something from the mist...

"Good morning everyone! Rise and shine before the sun does! There's plenty of work to do today, no one gets to... what's this..."

Suddenly the speakers went dead. The mist in the main hall was so thick that people couldn't go anywhere from the dorms, some tried but ended up somewhere way different from where they were heading.

"There's something in the middle of the mist... I can hear something."

"... It's Latin... it sounds like a..."

Suddenly the mist started materializing in the middle of the main hall, starting to take shape above the twins. After a few minutes a huge green dragon appeared above the twins, who recovered from the trance they were in.

"We really outdid ourselves this time, bro! Let's get out of here!" Yelled Crystal, following Jake out of the complex, leaving the dragon into the hall. It puffed for a while, looking at the people running past it toward the list. It let out a loud growl and a large wave of fire burst out of it's mouth, torching the main hall completely. The people in Hades made their way out of the dorms fast before they'd get burned to death, the dragon tried to bash it's way through the ground to reach the surface, but it was too much to do, even for a huge dragon. Instead it filled the whole place with flames, letting the structures crumble and almost fall down, which they eventually did. The dragon got crushed under the ground and it died a very painful death in it's very short life it had lived.

The plan was almost a complete failure, no people got killed, just the hideout of the resistance got leveled... it was better than nothing. Jake and Crystal headed back to LA, to find out what their mother was up to...

"... There you are, we've been worried sick. Haven't we?" Smiled Natalie, with Kirsten roped to a chair. "We took care of the hideout, you shouldn't have any more trouble trying to find them now." Said Jake, sitting down next to Kirsten, Crystal leaned against the wall opposite to him.

"May I ask how? Last time I let you on an assignment you flooded a lot of Europe."

"That was an accident, this was intentional, now why won't you tell me why we brought HER here?" Asked Crystal.

"I just wanted her to know something... don't worry, we can deal with her now."

Jake untied Kirsten from the chair and she immediately jumped up, trying to make it to the door. "That won't do, the door's locked..." Noted Natalie.

"I figured, I just..." Kirsten stopped her sentence there and turned to face Natalie. "What you just told me... I don't know if I can live with it anyway."

"Mother, dear. You sound like we'd be trying to kill you." Smiled Jake. "Don't call me that, I'm not your mother." Replied Kirsten, giving him an angry look.

"He's just playing with you... but I had something else in mind..." Crystal walked to her and set her hand on Kirsten's forehead. Suddenly a flash of light went through both of them and suddenly disappeared.

Kirsten removed Crystal's hand from her forehead and looked at her. "Come here..." Kirsten followed Crystal to the table and started undressing herself. Both Jake and Crystal took their clothes off too, leaving Natalie the only person in the room dressed.

"What did you do?" Asked Natalie, approaching Kirsten who seemed to be in some sort of trance. "Cleared her mind of angry thoughts and memories, think of it as when she didn't know you."

Natalie smiled as she caressed her Kirsten's hair next to the table. She recovered from the trance and looked around, noticing that she was naked. "What's going on here?"

"Don't you remember? You were supposed to be our slave, remember?" Said Jake.

"... Slave?" Kirsten seemed a bit suspicious, but not remembering where she was, gave in to their commands. "Yeah, slave."

Natalie moved behind her caressing her body from head to thighs, her lust became even greater as she knew that Kirsten didn't remember anything, just like she had met her before and had put her through her first lesbian- experience.

"What are you going to do?" Asked Kirsten.

"We just want to play... if that's alright with you?" Smiled Crystal, starting to approach her. "Play... OK." She nodded, not sure what they were going to do with her. Crystal set herself in front of her and sat on the table behind her. "What do I do?"

"It's easy, just play along..." Whispered Natalie and slowly pushed Kirsten into Crystal's arms who gave her a long wet kiss. As Crystal pulled away from her she saw insecurity in her. "What's wrong? Don't you like this game?"

Kirsten seemed embarrassed and replied to her. "I... I've never played this game before..." Natalie smiled, as she pressed against her back, fully undressed now. "Trust me, you're very good at it..." She started kissing her neck while slowly pushing her against the table, between Crystal's legs. Crystal took Kirsten's head into her hands and pulled it down to her crotch, making her bend over and give Jake a chance to move behind her. Natalie kneeled down and crawled between Kirsten's legs, starting to rub the girl's cunt with her hand, with Jake behind her, ready to penetrate. He didn't force himself into the actress right away, but put his cock between Kirsten's buttocks and started rubbing it against them as Natalie was preparing her for Jake's dick. Nat felt Kirsten's pussy getting wetter, her swollen lips screaming for a good fuck, she moved up to the slit above her and started licking the throbbing clit in front of her. As Crystal saw the pleasure on Kirsten's face, she pulled her gently against her cunt, and started rocking her head against it. Kirsten got the idea quickly and started working her tongue deep into Crystal's wetness, while experiencing the thrill of having Natalie licking hers. Jake could see and hear the moist condition of the girl's pussy and set his dick against the mouth of it, starting to slowly slide it in. Natalie felt the cold shivers running through Kirsten's body as she saw Jake's meat sink into her, she grabbed Kirsten's full and round breasts, starting to knead them against her body, feeling the lust going through her too.

Crystal smiled as Kirsten's head kept bashing against her pussy and her wet tongue explored her insides with the excitement of something new, Kirsten could feel her delight too, the intoxicating smell and the taste full of passion made her want more and more, while she was being licked and fucked at the same time. Jake hammered his shaft as deep as he could get into her, feeling the tip of his cock almost forcing itself into Kirsten's womb, the walls were pressing against it and the wet lips of her cunt were practically sucking it in. After Natalie gave her a few more licks, she let out a loud yelp muffled by Crystal's horny pussy, she came on Jake's dick. The juice almost didn't get out as the cock was blocking the whole entrance, but he pulled out for a few seconds, letting the cum run down to Natalie's mouth and quickly pushed himself back into her.

Crystal was on the verge of coming too, her grasp on Kirsten's head tightened up and her legs started shivering as Kirsten sank her tongue into her cunt, making her moan of extreme pleasure. She filled Kirsten's mouth with her sweet juice and let go of her head, the girl pulled away from her and coughed a bit, swallowing everything she had in her mouth. The ones not ready yet were Natalie and Jake, who pulled away from the girl after Crystal had given in. Jake turned her around and Crystal gave them some room on the table. Kirsten was put on her back on the table, just enough on the edge to give Jake enough room to screw her, Natalie climbed on the table and started sucking Kirsten's nipples with her butt in the air. Crystal climbed on the table too and stopped behind Natalie, starting to finger her moist crack.

Kirsten was brought under the influence of her deepest fantasies and wet dreams she had kept secret, Jake pushed himself into her tight young cunt, grinning because of the small walls pressing against his cock, Natalie massaging her tits and sucking her nipples, with someone making her cum. Kirsten couldn't help but to moan as the endless flood of satisfaction ran through her innocent body, her perky breasts shivered, her breath was more intense than ever, her legs were jelly and her cunt was on fire. The dick kept bashing into her warm innocence with Kirsten feeling the veins on it rubbing against the walls of her insides, she felt completely filled up by Jake and his big cock. Crystal was making her best effort to satisfy Natalie's needs, her fingers sank deep into her and made her moan against Kirsten's hard nipples, pinching her clit she made Natalie bite Kirsten a bit, giving all of them a small boost in their passionate moment. Nat finally came and squirted her juices out of her gorgeous and wet pussy, right on Crystal's hand, Nat moved up from Kirsten's breasts to her face, starting to kiss her almost hysterically and panting rapidly.

The sperm was ready to shoot out of Jake's dick, he groaned as he would shoot his load into the girl ready to receive it. As Natalie gave Kirsten one last kiss, Jake's semen filled her and her eyes went completely lifeless. Natalie whispered one more word into her ear before Kirsten was lost beyond this world. Suddenly it was quiet and no one moved an inch. Jake looked at the pale girl laying on the table and then looked at her sister.

As Crystal and Jake moved away from the body, with Natalie sitting next to it on the table, they suddenly saw the difference between life and death. It occurred to them that maybe doing this was wrong, cutting human life just like that, without any regrets.

"... What did we do?"

"We killed her... she's not breathing..."

Natalie saw the change in their eyes, they had changed in a blink of an eye. "We killed the others too, didn't we?"

"I guess so... I never thought of it this way, but... is this right?"

It really didn't matter anymore... now that Jake and Crystal decided to go separate ways and into different corners of the world, Natalie was free to do anything she wanted, no longer threatened by the presence of the children. Taking a few days off might be a good idea, letting Kirsten's situation unfold itself as 'Missing'.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Natalie startled in her bathrobe as she came out of the shower. "We need to talk." Dominique Swain replied to her, standing next to her bed. Natalie was very surprised, she thought she was the only one who knew where she sometimes spent her nights, Dominique must have followed her here... "Can you wait until I get my clothes on?" Asked Natalie, starting to look for proper clothes from her closet. Dominique left the bedroom and went to sit on the couch in the living room. Natalie was pretty sure what they had to talk about, Dominique hadn't taken the stress of running the company very well, she had a total nervous breakdown and Nat had to take over again. She threw some clothes on and went into the living room, she didn't sit next to Dominique though, she took a seat on a chair opposite to the sofa. After a short quiet moment Dominique opened up the conversation. "I want out."

Natalie looked at her for a moment and replied calmly. "OK, just quit."

"I want out alive, not dead." Said Dominique, aware of the fact that anyone who quit would suffer consequences. "What would you do? Go permanently back to acting? No offense but you aren't that experienced in it."

"As a matter of fact I just got a very good offer of a sitcom and a contract for 2 seasons. How about my resignation?"

"Is that why you're doing this? Because of an job offer? Don't be so hasty, things happen you know..."

"What? Will you have the whole cast killed?"

"If you want to." Smiled Natalie, but that wasn't humorous to Dominique's ears anymore. They used to talk like that when it wasn't so busy, but they had so much to do for some time now that Dominique had completely lost her humor for that.

"Come on, don't be so stuck up. Of course you can quit, but I don't know what the rest will say about that..."

"... What rest Natalie? The Cravens are dead, almost every ally you had has switched sides and the rest are too afraid they might get killed."

Natalie sighed and got up, heading for the cabinet. "Yes, I suppose you're right... but once I deal with Michelle I'll start over. Trust will be built again and I'll make sure that there won't be any killing anymore." She opened up a bottle of brandy and poured some into a glass.

"Yeah, IF you deal with Michelle."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Snapped Natalie, turning around quickly to face Dominique, almost spilling her drink. "It means that you're holding back with Michelle. That's one of the reasons I'm quitting and you should do something about her fast, before the last few others with you will notice and they'll quit too."

"Why I've left her alone for a while has nothing to do with my feelings for her, that is if I had any for her."

"Yeah, right. You're absolutely not attracted or in any other way drawn to her, we've seen that haven't we..."

"OK, I admit that I find her attractive but that's it! Do you remember why you're one of the heads in this company? It's because I once found you attractive, and I don't have any feelings for you."

"You know what? I'm not gonna take this conversation any further, I'm out of here!" Dominique rushed out of the door, making it clear for Natalie that she wasn't going to come back. She was right though, maybe too right.

The same night Dominique had a discussion with her manager about the new sitcom and came to the result that it was just what she needed, after the good news, she decided not to go out to party, but have a nice night at her apartment, relaxing after her discharge from the company and at least 2 seasons of work.

She turned the TV on and sat down on the couch with some popcorn. After watching for a few minutes, she noticed that the quality of television entertainment had severely lowered from yesterday, so she decided to leave the popcorn there and take a bath. While in the bathroom preparing for a bath, she didn't hear a man sneaking in, he had a key to the apartment so he didn't make much noise. Dominique was just about to slide into the tub as she remembered to safety chain on just in case, she didn't usually put it on because the security in the building was tight enough, but as she set the chain, she noticed the door wasn't locked anymore. "Hey cutie!" She felt a full palm slap on her butt and recognized the voice immediately. "Jesus Christ, Angelo!" She startled and tried to cover herself with her hands. "Oh come on, is that really necessary?" Smirked the guy. It really wasn't, but Dominique still kept herself covered. "Did you want something?" She asked him, this wasn't exactly the best way to talk.

"Yeah, I heard you quit the company..." Angelo leaned against the wall. Dominique looked at her for a while and shook her head. "Did Natalie send you? I know what you do in these situations." She walked toward the bathroom but stopped as the guy said something.

"I don't work for Natalie."

Dominique quickly grabbed a bathrobe from the bathroom and returned to Angelo. "I thought you might be the mole, no wonder the opposition knew our plans so accurately."

"That's not your concern anymore, I've come to make you an offer."

Dominique laughed at Angelo's suggestion, leaving him puzzled. "That's really funny, keep that up and you can get parts in some other program than Jackass."

"You need to pick a side here, it's either us or them."

"No, that's where you're wrong. I don't need to pick a side and I'm not gonna, I got a strong hold of a relatively normal life and I'm not gonna throw it away."

"Do you hear yourself? People are dying!"

"I don't care, it's not my business anymore, now if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking my bath now, and you'll be leaving and giving up the key to my apartment."

Angelo checked his watch and sighed disappointedly. "OK, it's obviously too late to drive a few hundred miles, so if you don't mind I'll be sleeping here."

"What? No way! You're not spending even a minute in this building at least in my apartment, now get the hell out!" Yelled Dominique.

Angelo made himself comfortable and went laying on the sofa, taking the bowl of popcorn in his lap. "You go take that bath and I'll watch Letterman or something..."

Dominique wasn't far away from picking up a knife from the kitchen table, but she behaved herself and rushed into the bathroom slamming the door shut behind her. She slid into the tub filled with warm water and took a comfortable position, wanting to minimize the time she had to look at Angelo's face. They had dated once a while back, but after he kept coming to her apartment almost every night, Dominique had cut the relationship off. He was good in many ways, but she just didn't have time for him.

"Hey! You cell-phone's got something to say!" Angelo pounded on the bathroom door. "God... just leave it there, I'll call back later!" Yelled Dominique. "I think it's something urgent, cause it's your manager calling!"

The girl jumped out of the tub and rushed to answer the phone. She had just enough time to grab a towel before rushing across the livingroom with the towel pretty loose on her torso. "Yeah, sorry about that, I was taking a... never mind... ... Really? That's great! Can we discuss it... ... Yeah, tomorrow's fine, thanks... ... yeah, bye!" She threw the phone on the couch next to Angelo and sat on a chair. "So? What was important enough to prance around almost naked and wet?" Asked Angelo.

"I got a part, again. Looks like all this work was packed below my position in the 'Organization'... weird."

"Yeah, might be... or maybe someone pulled some strings in high places, someone you know perhaps?"

"... Oh come on, you really think I would believe that you have connections in high places?"

"No, I said maybe someone pulled some strings, that doesn't mean that he has connections. More like he has a tape that would affect the reputation and the marriage of the guy in the high place."

"That would be more your style, but I still don't believe you, and you don't have a reason to do it."

"Why not?"

"Well..." Dominique got up from the chair and walked to Angelo. "I heard you were doing someone else."

She walked back into the bathroom closing the door behind her. "Since when was that relevant?"

Laying in the bathtub, Dominique thought of something. Maybe it was Angelo who got her those jobs... it was possible but would he be that sweet? Maybe he had changed in the hands of someone else or he had just grown up... time to find out. "Angelo... can you come here for a second?"

He got up from the sofa and headed to the bathroom. "OK, what? The drain clogged or something..." As he opened the door she saw Dominique completely naked in the tub, looking up and smiling to him. "... Alrighty, I think it's not the drain that's the problem, you're losing it."

"Come on, don't be so uptight... get in here."

Angelo hesitated at first, maybe she had bought the story about him supposedly pulling some strings... heck, if she did, he was going to take full advantage. He took his clothes off and went in to the other side of the tub.

Dominique moved in on him, pressing her lips tightly on his. She wrapped her legs around Angelo's body and he took her into his embrace. As they continued their passionate kiss, Dominique moved her hand down to get a hold of Angelo's cock. The cock kept getting bigger and bigger with every stroke Dominique gave the veiny shaft, Angelo started panting softly as he broke the kiss between him and her. He moved his hands down to Dominique's crotch, starting to rub her clit with his other hand and fingering her with his fingers. Dominique hold him tight as she felt shivers go through her body, making her squeeze Angelo's dick hard. He gave her one more kiss before lifting her body a bit higher to make it easier to slide into her, he lowered her slowly onto his cock, making it slide deep into her tight pussy, lifting a satisfied smile upon Dominique's face. The shaft kept sinking deeper and deeper until Dominique's pubic hair pressed against his body, starting to move the girl up and down.

Dominique started gasping loudly as the violent pounding of her wet pussy began, Angelo kept bucking his hips up and pulling Dominique's body hard against him. The cock sank deep into the girl and made her yelp every time it went deep enough, it was clear that she wouldn't take this kind of treatment for long without cumming. Her breasts pushed against his chest, rubbing the hard nipples against it, giving her more pleasure beside the furious fucking, her eyes almost rolled around in her head as the juices inflicted by her orgasm escaped her pussy, mixing in with the warm water in the tub. As Angelo felt that she had gotten her moment, he turned her around in the tub and pushed his head against the wall, setting his cock between her asscheeks. Dominique didn't resist, plus she was still high in the sky from the orgasm.

Sinking his meat into her anus, he made her squeal loudly. The cold sweat appeared on her forehead and her ass beneath the water, penetrated by the long cock was getting red. Pushing it as deep as he could get it, Angelo started moving his cock back and forth in her tight butt, rubbing against the walls of her bowel, making Dominique's ass clench up every time he pushed it in. The water started splashing out of the tub as Angelo pushed Dominique's and his heads against the wall, starting to ravage the girl with everything he had. The girl bit her lip as the dick kept bashing against the end of her rectum, making her feel like she was being ripped apart, even after the cock had been soaked by her cunt juice, it was still pretty rough as it slid in and out of her. His balls were slapping against her cunt, vibrating them and almost making her cum, but it wasn't enough. She stuck her fingers into herself and let out a loud gasp as her pussy let out the second orgasm, wetting her hand completely with the juice. Angelo could feel that she had come and picked up his pace.

He pounded her tight ass with full force, giving every inch of his cock deep into the girl's anus. Their heads hammered against the wall but they didn't even notice, Dominique tried to recover from her orgasm while Angelo tried to achieve his. The water splashed every time Angelo bashed himself against Dominique's soft buttocks, flattening between their bodies until Angelo pulled out, just to give it more pushes. He let out a growl as he pushed the last one into Dominique's asshole, filling it with his sperm and making the girl smile of the feeling she had as the cum-covered cock was pulled out of her ass.

The next morning they woke up in bed, the sheets were wet and they both had a strong headache, probably caused by the banging their heads on the wall. "You awake?" Asked Angelo, looking at Dominique's closed eyes.

"... Yeah, kinda. If I could sleep from this massive hangover I'm having..."

"It's not a hangover we just... it was pretty rough."

"... Oh yeah, now I remember..."

Dominique got up from the bed and went straight to her desk and dug up some pills from the drawer. "Thank heavens for drugs, you should be going now." She walked into the kitchen and took the pills along with a glass of water. As Angelo got dressed next to the bed, Dominique walked in on him making sure he was going. "I forgot why I was here... you must be proud of yourself..."

"I am, hurry up now, I have a meeting today."

"Can't you see me going here?"

Angelo threw his jacket on and was just about to leave. "Wait a sec." He stopped as Dominique interrupted his leaving. "You were just kidding about that pulling the strings stuff, right?" She asked him, kind of hoping that he was kidding, this wasn't exactly the way to treat someone who had just gotten her a job. "Yeah, actually I was kidding... gonna get a knife now?"

"No, of course not. I just wanted to make sure that it was me who earned those roles not you."

"... Yeah, I guess you're right."

Angelo left the apartment, unable to fill the assignment he had been given. Dominique had made up her mind, she wasn't going to get mixed up in this thing anymore. She was left alone from that day on, Dominique didn't hear a word about the 'Organization' after that day, she had gotten her wish. She was sure it was going to be over soon for all the rest too. Although she didn't know what was going on between the parties, she knew pretty much what would happen next...

Michelle Trachtenberg looked at the smoking platform in the desert along with some of her comrades. What they had just seen was way past reality and too real to be their imagination. They had just seen a dragon crushing their hideout in the matter of minutes. The others couldn't believe their eyes and were totally out of it, but Michelle knew who were behind this, there were only 3 people now that could do something like this, but it was best not to worry the others anymore, so she didn't say anything.

"... OK, everybody! I have something to say."

Everyone turned to Michelle, they were expecting her to give the order to raid Natalie's HQ in Los Angeles, there wasn't anything else to do now that their only hiding place was gone.

"... I just wanted to say thank you, that you've stood up with me this far and I'm sorry that I can't give you anything to make up for everything that happened, except this..."

Nope, she wasn't going to give them the order, they had all suffered too much to go through anything like this anymore. It was up to Michelle now...

"You're all free to go, I'll deal with Natalie myself."

Short but pithy, they all looked at Michelle not so clear what they should do now. Most of them would follow her to the end, but she had made up her mind, if anyone was going into that building, it was her, and no one else. Everyone walked away from the desert, leaving the smoking platform to sink underground, to be covered with sand afterwards.

Michelle returned to LA, going straight to her old apartment, no matter who would be waiting for her there. She wasn't that surprised finding Angelo there, since she had sent him to ask a certain person to join them. "So, how'd she react?" Asked Michelle, throwing her jacket on the sofa.

"I'm not sure if it was good or bad, she said she didn't want to have anything to do with anything involving this matter ever again."

"That's good news, for once... you will not believe what just happened to Hades. There was a dragon inside the main hall and it started burning the place up, after the torching it decided to make a quick exit above ground, but the attempt filled the whole place with sand and concrete."

"... Holy shit."

"Yup, that's what I thought..."

Michelle walked into the bedroom, followed by Angelo, who was surprised by the fact that Michelle didn't start packing her things. "Aren't you going to leave? They're probably looking for you right now."

Michelle was about to open her wardrobe but stopped to reply to him. "No... I'm not going anywhere. If that witch wants a piece of me, bring it on, I'll be fighting back with everything I've got."

"Alone? Fighting Natalie? You can't be serious, she's not even human!" Yelled Angelo, trying to turn the girl's head around back to sanity. "I've made up my mind, I'm just going to continue with my life and as soon as I get a chance, I'll go see Natalie and the others." Angelo went quiet and walked to Michelle, who dug up some clean clothes to replace her sandy top and jeans. "There's no one else. Everyone has abandoned her, she's all by herself now."

"I figured, we ended up facing the same destiny after all..." Smiled Michelle, closing the wardrobe and throwing the clothes on the bed. "There isn't anything to fight anymore, you'd just be risking your life for nothing! She can't manipulate people like she used to anymore but she might kill you just for revenge."

"I don't expect you to understand, Angelo... I'm glad you took your risks working undercover, your information helped us a lot, but it's over for you all now."

"Exactly, and it's over for you too!" Angelo walked up to Michelle and grabbed her by the arms. "You don't need to do this! We won, don't you get it? The war was way over before that dragon or what ever it was burned the hideout down, it stopped when Natalie was left by herself to suffer the consequences of her actions."

"That's the problem, isn't it... she won't face them, no one knows what she's done and no one will ever believe if we tell. Besides I'm the only one who has the right to..." Michelle broke away from Angelo's hold and went into the bathroom, slamming the door closed behind her.

"Oh, I see! You're the only one in pain here, you have no idea... you know what? I'm not even gonna bother, you're as selfish as Natalie and even more reckless, you just used us in your own personal war where people got killed... well you can be sure that you've gotten what you've wanted."

Angelo rushed out of the bedroom and the apartment. Standing in the shower, washing the sand from her hair, Michelle thought about what he had said. Yeah, maybe he was right after all, it was just her imagination that had made her think that anyone was in danger before she had interfered with Natalie's plans. She just should've gone with the flow, maybe gotten into the highest places in the company, Natalie's right hand maybe, or better yet replaced her and become the head of the company. Naw, that wasn't Michelle. After getting out of the shower and dressed, she headed to a friend's place, she wanted to say 'Hi' to him before she'd go off doing anything rash. "Hey, the view is as great in the daylight, I could live here..."

"That's not a problem." Smiled Aron, Michelle's fan/friend. The apartment was almost perfect, too bad it looked so crappy from outside. "What brings you here? Usually you don't visit that much, did something happen?"

"Yeah, you could say that. A giant dragon burned down an old silo where I've been living for a while now with some other Hollywood celebrities." Smiled Michelle, making it seem for Aron she had just made a joke. "Yeah, right. Seriously, why are you here?"

"... I think we're not gonna see each other as often we're seeing now."

"Don't you think that's a little exaggerated, that would mean we'd never see each other again." Laughed Aron, not realizing that Michelle was serious. Michelle turned around to face him. "Yeah, I guess... but in case it does happen, I just wanted to make sure you knew that it wasn't you."

"... Wow, this sounds serious, what have you been doing, screwing with the mob?"

"In a sense of the word... I just wanted to say goodbye."

Aron was about to say something but was interrupted by the long kiss Michelle gave him. As the moment ended, Michelle left the apartment for good, leaving Aron standing there completely speechless.

"Hey, you're still alive, huh?" Smiled Damon as Michelle walked into his apartment. "Yup, alive and kicking. So you got yourself an apartment, huh?"

"Well... not exactly mine, it's kinda... Shannen's."

"HEY DAMON! WILL YOU GET YOUR ASS IN THE KITCHEN AND GIVE ME SOME HELP!"

"Yikes, are you sure you can go through with this?" Asked Michelle.

"I'm not sure, but I'll give it a shot. Anyway I'm glad I met her, I might have a chance of a normal life some day."

"YOU GET IN HERE OR TOMORROW YOU'LL WAKE UP SINGING SOPRANO!"

"Alrighty, I'll see you later?" Smiled Michelle. "How about tonight at the bar, remember that bar? I'd like to talk to you about something."

"Sure, I'll be there tonight."

Michelle walked out of the apartment and Damon dashed into the kitchen to help Shannen with something.

Later that night, Michelle met up with Damon in a bar they had sometimes spent time in, not that often, but still every now and then. "Angelo stopped by, he said he was heading east toward New York... he also told me about the fight you guys had."

"Yeah, I told my opinion, he told his. They just didn't work together."

"I know, it's just that I'm worried about you might do. You're probably going to see Natalie, aren't you?"

Michelle nodded and took a sip from her glass of coke. "What are you gonna do?" Asked Damon.

"... I don't know, talk to her. Try to figure out why she did this, make sure she never does it again, something like that."

"You know that there's only one way to make sure she'll never repeat what she has done, don't you?"

"... Yeah, I know that... if she won't swear that she'll put an end to all of this, I'll have to take her out."

"That's what I thought..." Damon dug up a knife from his pocket and slid it across the table to Michelle, who took it in her hand. "If she won't agree, you'll have to use that, but be careful, she might be armed better than that."

"Thanks, I'll watch my back..."

Damon finished his beer but didn't order a second. Michelle put the knife into her pocket and continued with the conversation. "Where's the ring?"

"... Huh? Oh! Oh, that's just plain mean, we're not engaged yet."

"Too bad, you should really get married. You could use some discipline, I bet she's really keeping you starved with everything."

"Are you kidding? I can't even walk around the house with a bottle of beer, it's torture! Every time I try to sneak out, she hit's me in the head with some very heavy things she found in the kitchen!"

"Must be hell... I'm so proud of her."

"Right, Sarah and you didn't treat me like that... hell, no woman has ever treated me like that... you know... Michelle?" Damon saw that Michelle had just got lost in her thoughts. "Earth to MIR? Everybody OK?"

"Sarah... I just thought of something..."

"What? I'm not doing her anymore, if that's what you mean..."

"No, Sarah's marriage... she used to be one of the heads in the 'Organization'..."

Suddenly a wicked smile sneaked up to Michelle's face, leaving Damon kind of scared. "Umm... what about it?"

"Nothing, D... you just worry about your relationships and I'll handle her's..."

Later that night, just before midnight, Michelle sneaked into her co-star's apartment with a plan in her head. She went upstairs where she knew her new husband was sleeping, and since Sarah had been very busy lately, she wouldn't be home that early. Opening the bedroom door, she saw Sarah's husband, Freddie. He was sleeping in their bed all alone, Sarah was nowhere to be found. It was perfect for Michelle, who sought revenge for Sarah just for amusement, she crawled into the bed and pulled the blanket off him and pulled his boxers down.

She knew that Sarah was probably coming home soon and how would she react to seeing her and her new husband in bed with her? It would be a moment not easily forgettable. She took Freddie's dick into her hand and started to stroke it. Michelle heard him starting to moan in his sleep as the stroking made his cock nice and hard, giving Michelle the chance to pace up. Michelle knew that he was going to wake up, but he probably wouldn't mind a blowjob from a young girl, would he? She took the tip of Freddie's cock in her mouth and started massaging it with her tongue, pushing it hard against it and wetting it completely with her saliva. Doing this, Freddie woke up and let out a loud moan, making Michelle stop the sucking, but continuing to caress the hard dick. "Oh, hi Freddie! Long time no see, I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I’d drop by."

"M-M-Michelle, what are you doing? Sarah might come home any second!"

"You don't like it? Sarah called, she was going to stay at a friend's house, she won't be home tonight."

Freddie didn't get a word out of his mouth but let Michelle do her thing. She lowered back down and took the tip into her warm mouth, sucking it gently making Freddie moan more. While moving the tip in her mouth, the girl stroked his shaft strongly, squeezing and making it completely red. Freddie put his hands on the girl's head, caressing her long brown hair as the big pink lips kept moving on his cock. Michelle let go of the shaft and sank the thing deep into her throat, making Freddie groan loudly, feeling his hard cock inside his wife's young friend's throat, rubbing against the wet walls and covering his thing with saliva.

Freddie started lifting and lowering Michelle's head, face-fucking her beautiful face with her big lips pressing hard against the shaft of his dick, and her wet tongue sticking on it, making the semen inside him start to gather up. If Sarah would catch him doing this they'd be finished, but why would Michelle lie, right?

"Oh, God! Are you sure Sarah isn't coming home tonight?" Moaned Freddie, in which Michelle replied 'Uh-huh' with her voice muffled by the cock in her mouth. "I think I just heard a car outside... must've been my imagi... OOHHH!" Michelle knew it was Sarah, so she made the effort to make Freddie make very loud voices very frequently. Michelle moved her tongue hard against the dick while rubbing the veiny shaft with her sexy lips that had made many men cum. Freddie tried to pull Michelle away from his cock and up to his face, since he was seconds away from cumming. "Come up here, baby! I wanna fuck you!"

It was just too perfect! Now he was begging for her to fuck him. Michelle heard someone walking up the stairs and kept sucking the dick, and making Freddie grin and moan loudly. "Michelle, stop! I wanna fuck you!" Michelle felt his cock tense up and she could almost hear the load of cum rushing toward her mouth. "I want to fuck you! If you don't stop I'm gonna... uurrgghhh!" At that moment Sarah walked in, seeing Michelle with her ass in the air and her mouth on her husband's dick, and him moaning and begging for the girl's cunt. Michelle pulled the cock out of her mouth and the hot load of sperm shot right on her face, covering it with the white fluid.

"... What the fuck!?" Yelled Sarah, looking furious as Freddie noticed that she was in the room. "Mmm, yummie! You should invite me over more often." Smiled Michelle, starting to wipe the cum off her face.

"Hey, wait a second! I didn't invite her over!" Freddie tried to explain, pulling his boxers up and jumping out of the bed. "And you just happened to stick your cock into her throat, huh?" Sarah slapped him hard, making him almost lose balance and fall. "You got it all wrong! I just woke up, and she was there with the thing in her mouth, what was I supposed to do?" Freddie realized that saying that he had signed his last will. "WHAT WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO?" Screamed Sarah, making all their ears ache. "She just came here sucking my cock! I tried to make her stop! Look at her, she's a slut!"

"Hey, I resent that!" Noted Michelle between the yelling.

"I know she did this to get even, but you fell for it! I can't believe you'd cheat on me with an underage kid!"

"I'll be leaving now..." Smiled Michelle, leaving the newlyweds into their apartment, screaming at each other.

The result was obvious: the next day the headlines were about the celebrity whose wife had crushed his left testicle, left him with 2 black eyes and a few broken ribs, and of course the divorce papers. The job was quite successful, it was something Michelle could be proud of, but she had one last problem in her mind, after that she's be ready to get back to her old life.

A lot of things had happened for the past few months. A lot of lives had been changed by other people, and lives had been destroyed by the same individuals. If there was something anyone could do to undo these things it would be very clear that it would have been done already, but this train wasn't going to stop before the end of it's line. In the end, it all comes down to two people, though, it usually does. Like two rulers of countries get into a war because of a quarrel between them, and when the war starts they realize that there isn't going to be an end to it, and when all the soldiers of the countries are dead, it's up to them to settle the war, by peace or another war.

Michelle Trachtenberg stood in front of the empty building, with only her last enemy in the top floor waiting for her. She wasn't exactly sure what she should say when they come across each other, neither what her enemy would say. Michelle thought what she had said to her a while ago in Scotland, something about inhumanity and other evil things. On the other hand not so long after, she had talked to her like a real person, without the anger and frustration she had been full of earlier. No, she will never give up, even after she's the last member of the 'Organization'... she wouldn't give up...

Michelle walked into the lobby and headed for the elevator. The whole place was deserted, not a single living thing in sight. Even the plants had been removed, just a few benches here and there. Entering the elevator, Michelle pressed the button for the top floor, where Natalie Portman was eagerly waiting for her arrival.

The sun was setting slowly into the horizon, the city beneath Natalie's eyes darkened by the second. She let out a sigh of relief, as she finally realized that she was free from all the stress, pain and anxiety. It was kind of funny and tragic, she had lived for millenias, building up this company in some way every day. Innocent princesses and perverse queens, satanic priests and evil kings. One day it had all come to stop because of one girl, she wasn't a queen, a witch, anything that would possibly pose a threat to her... yeah, she exactly like Natalie... that's why she had lost.

Natalie heard the doors of the elevator opening in the hallway, her heart jumped up to her throat. She calmed down quickly, she wasn't going to let Michelle see her scared to death. There were millions of questions to answer from both sides, but would there be a chance to ask them? Was she coming into her office with a gun? No, she didn't. Michelle stood behind Natalie's door, gathering strength to go in, while Natalie's pulse was racing on the other side of the door. Natalie sat into her chair behind her desk, trying to make the impression that she was as cool as ice, which she wasn't, because when Michelle opened the door and stepped in, her whole body blushed, which was OK, since Michelle wasn't exactly pale either.

At first they just started at each other, waiting for the other one to say something, Natalie sitting in her chair and Michelle standing in front of the door. The girl approached the desk, stopping a few feet away from it, Natalie saw a guilty feeling in her eyes, staring back at her beautiful eyes, showing her nervousness to her, easing the situation.

"So... how's business?" Smiled Michelle. Natalie let out a small laugh and replied. "... Not bad... looking for new employees, wanna join?"

"Thanks, but I'll pass."

Michelle walked to the window, the sun had gone down and the lights in the city illuminated the streets. Natalie didn't look at her, she was afraid that something might happen. Even though almost every horrible and good thing had happened, she wasn't about to start a final one, but how was she going to end it with Michelle without starting one?

"Great view... no wonder I haven't seen you around for a while."

"... It's not that great you know... but since you've been living underground for a while now, a lot of things on the surface look much better."

Michelle glanced at Natalie, who tapping her fingers on the desk, she let out a small smile and turned back to the window. "How'd it go between Damon and Shannen?" Asked Natalie, getting up from her chair and walking next to Michelle. "They did OK in these circumstances, they're definitely the healthiest couple in all this mess."

"If there is one... listen, if this whole thing affected on your work..."

"Don't worry, I didn't let it bother me, it's been a hell of a ride... my only regret is a few mistakes that we can't undo..."

Both Natalie and Michelle went silent, remembering the lives that had been sacrificed in their war. Most of their soldiers had went home unharmed, one way or another, but a few of them wouldn't set foot on the surface of Earth again. Michelle was ready to forgive Natalie for the loss of her friends, as Natalie was ready to stop the fighting.

"Tell me something..." Michelle turned to Natalie. "... What?"

"Everything you've said... were you lying?" Natalie was a bit surprised about the question, she had thought that Michelle was aware of everything that was going on. "No, everything I've ever said to you is true... I don't have a reason to lie to you."

"Thanks, I guess..."

"Umm, did you want something?" Asked Natalie, it looked like Michelle wasn't going to pick a fight and she'd have things to do if she wasn't going to say anything. "Not exactly, I just wanted to make clear that it's all over, didn't you?"

"Yeah, we're through..." Natalie pulled away from the window and walked to her desk and started going through some papers in the drawer. Michelle looked at Natalie and slowly started moving toward her. "I was talking about the war..."

Natalie stopped fumbling the papers and remembered what she had told Michelle some time ago. She regretted it for a few seconds, but after those moments of unclarity, she didn't find anything bad about it. As she turned to Michelle she was already face to face with her, closing the drawer with her hand.

Suddenly she tripped Natalie, slamming her body hard against the desk. She ripped Nat's clothes off and started kissing her body. Natalie let out a sigh of passion as she felt Michelle's lips on her body, her tongue wetting her skin with her warm saliva. Michelle removed her clothes and set them under Natalie to make it more comfortable, continuing to make Natalie shiver of pleasure on her desk, her whole body was heating up, along with her cunt that was getting wetter with every kiss and lick that Michelle gave her. Michelle moved her hands around Natalie's naked body in heat, she was more turned on than Natalie by the fact that she was the one making the initiative now, her pussy was in more need of massaging than Natalie's, but she was going to enjoy the moment while it lasted. Natalie ran her hands on Michelle's long brown hair, as Michelle's lips touched her clit she pulled her face hard against her. Nat felt the girl's tongue probing inside her furiously, her erect nipples were rubbed by her fingers while her breasts were pressed against her chest by Michelle's palms. She felt a warm shiver go through her body as Michelle's rageous licking continued, giving her a quick and strong orgasm, letting her juices run out of her body onto Michelle. She didn't react much to this though, she just kept going not even noticing the large amount of fluid on her face and mouth. "Oh, Michelle! That's it baby..." She panted as the girl's lips rubbed against her cunt.

She let Michelle go down on her for a while, until she decided that it was time for Michelle to get something back. Nat slid off the desk, her butt and some of her back lubricated by her juices. Michelle jumped on the desk, with her naked body finally in front of Natalie. But she wasn't going straight to the point, she laid up against Michelle and gave her a warm kiss, tasting her juices in her mouth. She continued down along her chin and neck, arriving at her soft and round breasts, just begging for Natalie's lips on them. Suddenly Michelle felt her body lifting up from the desk, Natalie wasn't lifting it with her hands, but with a power unknown to humankind. She felt a strange pulse got through her as Natalie's tongue touched the tip of her left nipple. She let out a small moan when Natalie grazed her cunt with her hand, she hadn't felt like this ever, she would do anything to make Natalie stop the foreplay and get on with her, but she was going slow.

Natalie's hands groped Michelle's young tits, feeling the warm and soft mass in her hands, begging for more of her touch. Nat's tongue and lips had enough of her breasts and moved down on her body, just as she was sure that Nat was going for it, she stopped to kiss her stomach, letting the lust gather up inside her. Michelle's legs were squirming and rolling themselves around Natalie, who's tongue was now firmly against Michelle's belly, the warm and wet surface of Nat's tongue was extremely hot. Michelle felt like she was going to explode if Nat wasn't going to go down on her fast, which she did. Nat moved down to Michelle's brown moist pubic hair, rubbing her chin against Michelle's clit, giving her the feeling she had been expecting when she had walked into her office and laid down on her desk. "Lick my cunt, Nat... please... I'll do anything, please..." Nat was waiting for Michelle starting to beg, she was human after all. She moved down and tasted the sweet taste of Michelle's 17-year old pussy in her mouth. She immediately started whining, this was one of the things Natalie liked about her, she had watched from the shadows many times as Michelle had been fucked or went down on and she'd always whine with that child-like voice of hers, turning Natalie on only with her voice, if she'd be looking too, she couldn't resist rubbing her clit while watching, but now here she was, making her whine.

She rubbed her lips against her pussy lips while at the same time exploring Michelle's underage cunt with her tongue, feeling every spot in her hot and tight pussy with her warm tongue. Michelle's body started to cramp up as Nat's upper lip kept massaging her clit with full force, Natalie's intention wasn't to stop after one orgasm though, she wanted Michelle to know what she had been missing for all this time. Michelle managed to keep her beautiful body from giving up to Natalie's will to make her cum, she fought back with every drop of her blood but with bad results. She came all over Natalie's face, making her let out a small moan as the juices splashed against her face. Nat kept sticking her tongue deep into Michelle, making her feel like an endless orgasm flowing through her body. Nat started thrusting her finger into her own pussy, she was going to make this last and Michelle wasn't going to be the only one to get off here. Michelle moaned and moaned making Natalie's pace pick up, Michelle's cunt getting hotter and wetter, if that was possible any more. She felt Nat's tongue sinking into her young hot pussy as deep as it could get, making her feel more satisfied than any cock could make her. Natalie moved her hands from Michelle's breasts to underneath the girl and grabbed Michelle's buttocks with force, making her grin with pain and pleasure. She gave her body completely into Nat's hands, letting her do whatever she wanted with it, but Natalie stuck to making her feel as good as possible.

"God Nat! I'm cumming! I', cumming all over your pretty face!" She let out her second orgasm as Nat's tongue stuck deep into her young sweetness. Michelle was almost outcold, so Natalie decided that that was the last of it, she let Michelle's body slowly float back on the desk and laid next to her on top of their clothes.

Night passed by and dawn prevailed. The sun started rising slowly from the eastern horizon, not shining into the office where the two girls were still laying. Michelle had her arms around Natalie and her head laid against her chest on the big desk next to the window. Both looked very relaxed and satisfied.

"I lied, you know..." Started Natalie.

"About what?"

"About you, remember when I said that you weren't human? That was just a huge load of bullshit..."

"I figured..." Michelle let out a small laugh. "You aren't mad?" Wondered Natalie. "No, not really... but you lied."

"Yeah, I tend to do that sometimes. I say that I don't and usually people don't find out that I lied... but this time it didn't matter anymore..."

"... You're right... it didn't matter anymore..." Michelle reached for her jacket without Natalie noticing. "I was worried that you might be upset if you had believed me back then and now I'd tell you otherwise... believe me, I know what I'm talking about."

"Who are you?" Asked Michelle, distracting Nat as she dug something up from the pocket of her jacket. "... To tell the truth I'm not sure anymore... I don't remember my first identity, back then no one kept any records of who was who and what everybody looked like, so I got along easy. And of course it wasn't bad that I happened to be one of the most beautiful girls in a harem..."

"A harem? I thought you were older..." Michelle didn't pull the item from her pocket yet, she listened what Nat had to say. "No... regardless of what you've heard, I'm not Eve or anything... I was just a girl in the sultan's harem, back then that was a fancy way of saying that I was a..."

"... A whore?"

"... Yeah. I always hated that word... even before it was invented... the other girls didn't mind, they were just glad living in a palace... I wanted something more..."

"What did you do?" Michelle pulled the knife from her jacket, taking a good and firm grip of it. "The sultan had a crystal... I heard that whoever used that jewel properly would gain the powers of an underworld demon lord... so I made a habit of sneaking into his chamber where he kept all his treasures, I was already good at my job so the sultan was too tired to check on my whereabouts every second..."

Michelle pulled the knife closer to Natalie, almost touching her skin with the blade. "Finally I got it... my patience had paid off and I was powerful enough to rule the world. But a power like that doesn't come without side effects..."

The girl was ready to push the blade through Natalie's heart, but she wanted to hear the rest of it. "My past life caught up with me and became a shadow in all my doings. Everywhere I went I had these urges... the life that I hated was my only life. Time passed by and I kept gathering people to join my little cult, it was weird how many people actually were willing to do these things, it almost made me sick... A couple of years back I stumbled in the perfect profession for these things... a Hollywood actress."

Michelle got the strength to impale Natalie with the knife as those last words came out of her mouth, but instead of running the blade through her, she felt a cold sting in her back. The long dagger pierced Michelle's body from her back through her chest, Natalie felt the cold blood-covered blade poking her skin and she pulled the dagger out of Michelle's pale body. The knife fell from Michelle's hand and clashed on the desk, Natalie set her dagger next to the knife and embraced Michelle warmly. "I'm sorry it had to come to this..."

The poison in the dagger spread quickly through her body, even the massive bleeding didn't remove it from her body. The blood spread all over the desk where she had just had her last of human life, she didn't dare to look into Natalie's eyes after what just had happened, Natalie was just quicker, one of them had to die, now she knew that. Michelle's lifeless body became as cold as ice and Natalie got up, setting her down onto the desk. She took some clothes out of the bottom drawer, she kept them there just in case, but she was ready to leave the rest behind. She got dressed and grabbed her dagger along, on her way out stopping at the door. She gave her latest lover one last look as the body on the desk burst into flames, spreading slowly around the room.

Walking out of the building Natalie heard firetrucks and ambulances rushing to the rescue, too bad there was nothing to be rescued anymore. Even though it was all gone, there were other places than Hollywood...

"You were right, I have become a monster... but this is what they've always wanted, they've just been too afraid to even say it. All I've given people is the courage to be all they can be. It's my curse and there's nothing you could've ever done to stop it."