Terri and Danielle had been rivals all of their lives.

Growing up together, they had never really seen eye to eye. Throughout
grade school, they had been the two brightest students in their classes,
and had fiercely competed to outdo each other. Later on, in high school,
this type of competition had continued on a more social level. Terri
stealing away Danielle's boyfriend. Danielle finding revenge by beating
Terri out for the head varsity cheerleader position, and stealing her
boyfriend back from Terri. The stakes shifting significantly toward Terri
for good, as she graduated first in her high school class, with Danielle
second. Then on to college where Terri maintained a slightly higher grade
point average. Battling over men like in high school, with Terri seemingly
having the edge, probably because of her bigger tits.

Over the years it had gotten nastier and nastier. Now, the ladies were
rivals in business, working for competing firms. Terri had welcomed
Danielle to the business world by stealing her first client out from under
her. She'd then had a flower arrangement sent to Danielle with a giant
green ribbon attached reading "2nd Place". Another time, when Danielle
again came in second, Terri sent her a card which said "I thought us
*blondes* were supposed to be the dumb ones?"

And Terri had also put another notch in her belt by marrying Steven, a man
whom Danielle had lusted after for several years. From her honeymoon in
Hawaii, Terri had mailed Danielle a letter. In the envelope she had put a
Hawaii postcard, on which she had written "wish you were here....NOT!" as
well as including a used condom from their wedding night festivities.

One day, while closing yet another deal (this one miraculously NOT snatched
away from Danielle), the phone in Terri's office rang.

It was Danielle. "I have to meet with you. Urgent."

"Why?" Terri was suspicious.

"It's something of extreme importance to both of us." Danielle told Terri
where to meet her, and hung up.

The two businesswomen met in the city park. They had both dressed to outdo
the other person, and it was a close contest. Danielle, aside from her much
smaller chest, was for the most part a brunette version of Terri. It was a
shame that the two of them hated each other so, as they could have been
twin sisters; both were 5'4", slender and could be considered bombshells.
Terri, of course, had dressed in a business suit which showed off her
superior bust. Nevertheless, each woman was getting her share of
appreciative glances from the passers-by in the park.

"You wanted to meet with me....what do you want?" Terri asked her rival
guardedly.

"Relax. There's no reason we shouldn't be able to get along...." Danielle
began reasonably. "Just because we're competitors, doesn't mean we can't be
friends! Let's talk over lunch. It's on me."

"Are you sure you can afford it, second-place?" The blonde openly reverted
to her pet name for the other woman. "I heard you lost the Jefferson deal
last week." Score one more, Terri complimented herself mentally. Of course
it had been Terri who had taken the deal away from Danielle, like always.

"I can afford it, thanks," was all Danielle responded, sidestepping the
barb. "I'm working on something currently which I think is going to be a
real success for me."

"Oh?" The bitch never learns. Maybe having lunch wouldn't be such a bad
idea after all, Terri thought. I'm always game when it comes to taking
candy from a baby....

So Terri agreed to lunch. Danielle led the way through the city.

Turning into an alley, Danielle made small talk. "So, how's Steven?"

"He's very satisfied," the blonde gloated. "How's....whoever you're seeing
this week? Or are you even seeing anyone?"

"I'm not seeing anyone right now," Danielle sidestepped again.

Abruptly, two men jumped out from behind a dumpster, each of them grabbing
one of the ladies. Before either of them could scream for help, they were
both herded into an abandoned warehouse. Roughly, they were led down a
flight of steps into a basement, where offices and a small cafeteria were
found. It was the latter that Terri and Danielle were escorted to.

"What do you want?" Danielle demanded.

"We're all going to have a little fun. If you don't make trouble you won't
be hurt," one of the men answered.

"If you let us go right now, we promise we won't call the police," Danielle
responded.

"We're just on our way to lunch--" Terri explained.

The second man spoke. "Take off your tops. We want to see titties." As the
girls hesitated, he said again, "Take them off now, or we'll rip them off
you."

Danielle quickly began unbuttoning her blouse. Terri followed suit with a
sinking feeling. Once the men saw her much bigger tits, they would almost
certainly be interested in her. They'd probably both spend the whole time
raping her, and leave Danielle untouched. The lucky bitch....she'd get to
watch her arch-rival get gang raped. Danielle would probably enjoy it.

Both now had their blouses off and were standing there in just their bras.
"Those come off too," they were prompted. Looking at one another, the girls
took off their brassieres. Danielle's 34B tits were smaller than Terri's D
cups, but they were just as firm and her nipples were the same,
silver-dollar size.

Each of the men took turns licking and sucking both sets of tits. Then,
"Let's get this show on the road...." Closing her eyes, Terri anticipated
the grimy hands grabbing her so that her rape could begin. It never came.
Instead, one of the guys grabbed Danielle and set her up on the lunchroom
table. She was "helped" out of her skirt and panties, then ordered to get
on her hands and knees wearing just her heels. Both men quickly undressed
as well, then hoodlum #1 climbed up on the table and mounted Danielle. The
little bitch was even wet, Terri noted disgustingly.

Terri was certain that hoodlum #2 was going to follow suit with her. It
could be worse, she reflected. #2 WAS better looking than #1. I STILL get
the better guys, Terri thought to herself.

But #2 also got on the table with Danielle, kneeling in front of her and
guiding his cock into her mouth. She took him in eagerly, sucking him for
all he was worth. That's it, you dumb bitch, Terri thought. Make them both
cum, then they won't even care about raping me.

As Terri watched Danielle's rape, however, jealousy began to eat at her.
The two men had ignored her completely, and seemed perfectly content with
the service Danielle was giving! She didn't understand it. She was
better-looking, as well as being better in the sack, than her rival. Wasn't
she?

With a groan, #2 emptied his load into Danielle's mouth. #1 soon grunted
and followed suit in her cunt. By now, Terri was definitely getting
aroused, watching her rival make a complete whore of herself.

But the men weren't done. "Get us hard again," #2 demanded, as both men
presented their cum-covered pricks to Danielle for oral service. She did
not disappoint, taking both cocks in her hands, stroking, licking and
sucking on them both until they were ready for another round.

Terri knew that it was her turn. She began to remove her skirt, hoping to
get this over with as quickly as possible. Or, so she tried to tell
herself. Truth be told, she was very turned on by watching her arch-rival
Danielle being raped by two men (even though her own rape was imminent.)

But again the men ignored Terri. Instead, they switched places on the
table, this time #2 easing into Danielle's pussy, and #1 receiving her oral
pleasures. "Hurry up bitch, we have to get back to work...." #1 grunted
impatiently while fucking the brunette's mouth.

Terri was shocked....and VERY jealous. Why were these men IGNORING her and
paying attention to Danielle? Didn't they realize that Danielle was
second-best compared to her? Did they think the brunette was BETTER
LOOKING?

Taking #1's cock out of her mouth for a moment, Danielle looked over at
Terri.

"Looks like I finally found something I can beat you at!" she joked.

The slut. Terri was fuming. Before she knew it, she was out of her skirt
and panties and was next to the table. "Move over," she demanded of
Danielle. To the men, "Let me show you a real woman!"

But the men went right on fucking Danielle. "We don't need you, your friend
is enough for us." one explained.

"We like thinner women," the other breathed.

THINNER WOMEN??? This was the last straw for Terri, who worked out four
times a week, dieted, and did anything necessary to keep one step ahead of
Danielle. "Out of the way!" she demanded of the other woman again. The man
fucking Danielle's cunt pushed Terri away dismissively--hard enough that
the blonde ended up on the floor.

Wounded, Terri explained, "I want to fuck both of you!"

"Will you beg?" she was asked.

"Please, I want to fuck both of you! I want to fuck and suck those hard
cocks. Please....let me show you how a real woman can satisfy you.
Please...."

The men pulled out of Danielle's mouth and cunt. Terri pushed her out of
the way. "Get out of my way, second-place, and watch a pro at work," she
taunted. Ashamedly, Danielle sat down as Terri lay on her back on the
table. "Put that cock in me now!" #2 teased her, not fully entering her.
"PLEASE FUCK ME!!! I need it so bad!!! Put that hard cock in my cunt!!!!"
The man obliged her, ramming into her up to the hilt. Terri yelped in
pleasure. Eagerly humping back at her "rapist", she grabbed the other man's
prick and led him to her mouth. Fixing her satisfied gaze on Danielle, she
proclaimed, "Watch this, second-place. Watch how a real pro sucks cock."
And with that, Terri proceeded to give the best head of her life to the
stranger, determined to show her rival up.

Terri was in her element. Forgetting that this was supposed to be a rape,
to satisfy the perverse pleasures of some street slime. Forgetting that she
was one of the city's most successful businesswomen. Forgetting, entirely,
that she was happily married. The only thing in Terri's mind was the
satisfying thought that she had shown up Danielle, yet again. These men,
who had hoped to sexually assault and humiliate her, were nothing more than
tools she could use to achieve that end. Looking over at Danielle's hurt
expression, the blonde smirked to herself that the picture was indeed worth
a thousand words.

The blonde beauty turned in a performance worthy of Amber Lynn, as Danielle
watched. Occasionally she would pop the hard cock out of her mouth long
enough to make a slutty comment like, "I love being gang fucked....makes me
feel like a real woman..." Within no time, she had the man in her mouth
ready to cum. Pulling his cock from her mouth, she began jacking him off.
"I want you to cum all over my face now please...." she cooed to her
rapist/lover. He was happy to oblige, letting loose with a tremendous load
of jism, all over her face and hair. The rapist in her cunt pulled out and
knelt over Terri's face, stroking himself. "Let me help you with that," the
blonde begged, taking matters into her own hands. In no time he began
spurting his cream, leaving Terri's face absolutely soaked. She lay back on
the table, catching her breath as the men dressed.

Eventually Terri looked over at Danielle, expecting to see the bitch
hanging her head in shame at being bested again. Instead, she saw Danielle
kissing one of the men, saying "Thank you" to him and giving him $50! But
her blood ran cold when she saw the other man, packing up a video camera in
the corner of the room! They had caught the whole episode on tape!

She sat up. "What's going on?" she demanded to the room in particular.

"You just cheated on your husband, ma'am," the man with the camera
answered.

"You should be ashamed of yourself," the other man added.

Both men then left before Terri could object.

"Danielle....what...."

"Get dressed, first-place," Danielle requested sweetly. "We'll talk over
lunch."

"Danielle...." Terri fumbled for words while reaching for her clothes.

Danielle's high heel stepped on Terri's bra before she could grab it. "Call
me 'ma'am'. And you'll be going without bra and panties from now on...."

"Danielle! What the hell....." Terri demanded nervously.

"I wonder what those men are going to do with that tape? Or who might see
it?" the brunette wondered aloud. "Let's do lunch, we'll talk about it."

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Thirty minutes later, the ladies sat in a corner booth at a cozy, dimly lit
restaurant.

The whole thing had, of course, been a setup. Danielle had known that Terri
could not resist an opportunity to best her enemy, and had used this to her
advantage. And, having videotaped the whole affair, Danielle now had her
blonde counterpart right where she wanted her.

Danielle had taken time to fix her hair and her makeup after the "attack".
Terri, however, was somewhat disheveled, cum still drying in her hair and
on her face, Danielle having refused to allow her to freshen up. The blonde
felt humiliated.

"I'm worried about those men, and that tape," Danielle confided as she
mused over the menu as if nothing was amiss. "I mean, if you cut out the
first half of it, you'd have a tape of you, a married woman, begging to be
fucked by two strangers! I don't know about you, but I'm worried. What if
that fell into the wrong hands....your husband....your boss...."

"What do you want," Terri demanded.

"I want to eat! I'm starved!" Danielle answered lightly.

"Danielle...."

"Ma'am," Danielle corrected.

"Dammit, Danielle, what are you...."

Leaning close to Terri and lowering her voice to a harsh whisper, Danielle
threatened, "Bitch, all I have to do is make a phone call, and a copy of
your little erotic video gets delivered to Steven." Leaning back, she
continued in her usual carefree voice, "You were saying?"

Terri cursed softly. "This is blackmail."

In a cheerful voice, Danielle asked, "You want to do WHAT with a black
male???" Loud enough that other people in the restaurant looked over to see
the blonde blushing.

A waiter came to their table, but Danielle dismissed him with a "We're not
ready yet. Another five minutes to decide."

"What do you want?" Terri repeated.

Danielle pondered. "Right now? Let's start with you getting under this
table and eating me. Serving me with your tongue."

Terri was shocked. "I will NOT!!"

"I didn't think you would. Excuse me, I have to make a phone call!"
Danielle took her cellular phone out of her purse and began dialing.
"So....do you have any idea where you're going to stay when Steven throws
you out?" she made idle conversation while the connection was made.

"Wait--" Terri choked. What choice did she have? Without another word, she
slipped under the table.

"That's my girl," Danielle complimented her, putting the cellphone away and
spreading her legs.

Terri, humiliated, choked back tears as she gingerly began licking
Danielle's thighs. She had never been with another woman. On occasion she
had wondered about it, but had never dreamed that she would end up being
forced to go down on her most bitter enemy. How could she have been so
careless and stupid?

She was interrupted in her musings by Danielle's hand grabbing the back of
her head, and shoving her face into the brunette's cum-soaked pussy. Still
she hesitated.

"Go on, lick it," came Danielle's whisper from above. "Don't worry...I'll
order for you."

Terri still hesitated, until she heard her tormentor begin punching numbers
on her cellphone again. Then, gingerly, she began licking.
Terri had never been with a woman. Danielle, however, had been with
several; partially because most of her major relationships with men had
been doused by her rival Terri. Out of all of her intimate affairs with
other women, however, Danielle suspected that this one would be the best.
She would delight at training the blonde amateur showing her exactly where
to put her wonderful tongue.

The waiter returned. "Did your friend leave?"

"Oh, no," Danielle told him lightly. "She's under the table giving me oral
sex." Terri's cheeks burned with humiliation, until the waiter laughed at
his customer's obvious, though slightly raunchy, joke. "I'll be ordering
for her," Danielle added, proceeding to order for the both of them.
Occasionally a light gasp escaped her lips as she ordered.

The waiter finished taking the order and walked away. Had he looked down,
he would have noticed a pair of black heels sticking out from under the
table linen.

In the twenty minutes it took for their food to be prepared, Terri's tongue
serviced Danielle relentlessly. She was definitely a fast learner, giving
the brunette three orgasms. During one of them, the waiter gave her a
quizzical look as he passed by. She only smiled and winked at him.

Seeing the waiter approaching the table with their lunch, Danielle had
another great idea. "OK that's enough....get up here...NOW!" she hissed at
her unwilling cunt-licker.

Danielle had timed it perfectly: the waiter got to the table just in time
to see Terri, her face soaked with the other woman's juices, crawling out
from under the table. Terri nearly burst into tears; the waiter nearly
dropped his tray. Danielle leaned over and kissed the blonde, pinching her
thigh hard until Terri returned the kiss.

Danielle had ordered a salad for herself; for Terri, she had ordered a
feast of lasagna and pasta salad. It would be great to see Terri add a few
pounds, the brunette had thought wickedly.

Terri only stared at the food. "Dani--ma'am....I can't eat this. I'm on a
diet!"

"OK," Danielle said reasonably. "Our nice waiter and his friends went to
all that trouble to prepare this nice lunch for you. But I'll just tell
them you don't want it. I'm sure their feelings will be hurt....but maybe
you can make it up to them in other ways. Maybe they can take you in back
and gang fuck you. Waiter!!!" She waved her hand.

Wordlessly, Terri began eating, not stopping until she had finished
everything.

"You're not done yet!" Danielle protested. When the blonde looked at her
quizzically, she explained, "Lick your plate clean. Like a dog."

All Danielle had to do was reach for her purse, and her cell phone, and her
rival picked up her plate and held it up to her mouth.
Danielle, however, took the plate and set it back down on the table. "A dog
brings its mouth to its food, not the other way around."

Totally humiliated now, Terri bent her head over her plate and licked it
clean. Danielle got aroused watching the blonde's tongue at work, and
naturally by the time the waiter came over to ask if there would be
anything else, Terri was again under the table providing her oral services.

"I'd like....oh....ice cream....ummmm...." Danielle breathed heavily to the
waiter.

Hesitating, the waiter inquired, "And....your friend?"

"Oh no, she's already having her dessert." There was a definite bulge in
the waiter's pants by now.

While waiting for her ice cream, Danielle took out the cell phone and
called the man who had helped her videotape Terri's little escapade. Under
the table, Terri thought she was being punished for not doing a good enough
job, and quickened her pace, emphatically tongue fucking Danielle's cunt
for all it was worth. In actuality, Danielle just wanted to make sure that
the copies of the tape were ready, if needed.

And they were. The man ("hoodlum #2") had carefully edited the
nonconsentual rape out of the video, up to the point where Terri begged the
men to let her show them a real woman and begged to be fucked. Anyone
watching the tape would see not a woman who was accosted in an alleyway and
dragged into a warehouse, but a woman who had willingly been unfaithful to
her husband with not one, but two men, and couldn't get enough of them.
Danielle excitedly recounted all of this to her counterpart below the
table.

Dessert came, and the young businesswoman sampled a few bites. "This is too
fattening for me," she proclaimed, hiking up her skirt and then, grabbing
the entire scoop of ice cream, spreading it all over her cunt. "Lick it up,
whore," she taunted her new servant. "I've got an important meeting in an
hour, and the last thing I want is ice cream dripping down my thighs."
Terri obliged, dutifully cleaning the other womans cunt, thighs and ass.

Terri wondered if it was possible to be more humiliated. She found out it
was, when Danielle offered her "friend's" oral services to the waiter as a
tip.

When Terri came out of the men's restroom, the waiter's cum added to all
the Italian food in her belly, Danielle had instructions for her. "Go back
to work, get these files," Danielle gave her a sheet of paper with a list
of files, all related to a HUGE account of Terri's company, "and be in my
office at 3pm."

"I can't just...." Terri protested.

Danielle silenced her with an icy glance. "You can. And you will. My
office, 3pm. And bring that tongue with you," she added as she left.

Terri wasted no time in getting out of the restaurant and away from the
eyes which had all seen her portrayed as a common slut. She reflected on
how humiliating and degrading her lunch meeting with Danielle had been. But
it was only the tip of the iceberg, compared to what was in store for the
hapless blonde.

