This story continues after Casta-Lopez HERE and refers to events between Charlize and Angelina Jolie that happened at the 'Tomb Raider' party HERE.
As Charlize rode the elevator to Jennifer's suite, she nervously tapped her firm, muscular thigh with the brown envelope in her hand. She could barely contain the anger that had seethed since she first saw the photos it held. She knew the moment she saw the first one what they were and when they were taken. When she'd seen the first picture, one with her red, bare bottom draped over the chair to which her naked body was tied, she almost vomited.
Like the other photos, it was taken at a party during which Angelina Jolie had beaten, sexually abused and tied Charlize up to prove to 'Tomb Raider' executives that she, not Charlize, was right for the role of Lara Croft. Jolie's plan had been successful, she not only got a role that could define her career, but a contract for a series of sequels too. Charlize still had a good career, but instead of a 'franchise' she got star parts in one forgettable movie after another.
Charlize had been shocked by the photos; she hadn't even been aware of anyone was taking pictures although to be honest she had been so distracted by the fight and the events that followed, an elephant could have walked through the suite with a brass band and she probably wouldn't have noticed. What really frightened her was that the envelope of photos had come from Jennifer Lopez, someone who hadn't even attended the party.
The tall blonde recalled something Angelina said while she was spanking her the first time about how Teri Hatcher had told her about their 'sessions' when they were filming '2 Days in the Valley' and how delighted Teri had been to find (accidentally she claimed) how easily Charlize became sexually aroused by a spanking. Charlize never believed Teri's discovery was accidental, but regardless, Hatcher exploited the knowledge continuously during the two weeks they were together during filming. She rapidly fanned herself with the envelope, flushed by the memory of what, first Teri and later Angelina, had done to her. That was why she had come, to find out how Jennifer got the photographs and why she'd sent them to her.
Charlize was also desperate to know who'd taken them so she could find out who else had copies. If knowledge of the photos ever got, tabloids like 'the Enquirer' or 'Star' and magazines like 'Penthouse' and 'Celebrity Skin' would offer huge sums for them. Once the pictures were public, knowledge of her 'sexual kink' would get out. The subsequent public embarrassment would humiliate her beyond belief and could seriously damage her career.
The elevator doors opened and Charlize stepped into the hallway, stopped and took a deep breath to steady her nerves. She checked the signs, turned toward Jennifer's room was and strode confidently down the long, deserted hall to the end room. She pressed her ear to the door, listening for a sound that would give her a clue whether Jennifer was alone. If there were someone else in the room, she certainly didn't want to use the keycard and barge in. She also definitely didn't want anyone else to learn about the photos, so Jennifer had to be alone when they had their 'talk'.
Charlize could hear the sound of water in the shower. Hoping Jennifer was showering alone, she used the keycard to carefully open the door. She softly closed and locked the door behind her, slipped off her heels and peered around the corner. Although the room was a mess, clothing scattered on the floor and the bed disheveled, the room was empty. Charlize put her purse and the envelope on the bed, hitched up her short skirt, tugged at the front of her blouse and took a deep breath. Then she slowly opened the bathroom door and stuck her head in. The room was filled with steam and although she squinted she couldn't make out how many bodies were behind the shower curtain....
CRASH!
Charlize was knocked violently back into the bedroom, landing flat on her back as the bathroom door slammed into her head. She lay stunned a moment, then sat up, her long legs stretched out as she touched a hand to her forehead where a lump was growing. She looked up and saw Jennifer Lopez standing in the doorway smiling. She was still wearing the robe she'd had on when Charlize saw her in the lobby with Adriana.
"Welcome to my parlor, said the spider to the fly," Jennifer chuckled as she swaggered out of the bathroom, grabbed a chair, turned it around and straddled it with her arms folded over the back.
Charlize gasped, her eyes widening, as she realized the Latina diva was naked beneath the robe. Charlize sat up and leaned back against the bed as she rubbed the bump on her head, watching Jennifer and waiting for an opportunity to pay the brunette back for knocking her down.
"I'm glad you accepted my unusual little invite," Jennifer said, nodding toward the envelope which had fallen off the bed to the floor beside Charlize. "When I saw you peeking around that newspaper in the lobby while I was taking out the trash, I was praying you didn't get cold feet and leave. I'm lucky you're as dumb as you are pretty."
Charlize sat up, tucking her long legs under her and absent-mindedly straightening her skirt which was high on her thighs.
She picked up the envelope of pictures and brandished it, demanding, "Where'd you get these pictures? I want to know who gave them to you....and why!"
"My, my. Aren't we playing Little Miss Irate," J-Lo giggled. "Let me see. You spend a night tied to a chair, oh, and naked too, letting a bunch of weirdo's fondle your 'every little thing' and then get the nerve to come here all high and mighty demanding explanations from ME? Listen sweet'ums, this is a hard town and girl's gotta use every opportunity she gets to gain an edge. Don't tell me you didn't get a movie deal or two from the men at the other end of those groping hands!. You sure didn't get into more than twenty movies in the last few years by standing up. Oh, and puleeeeeze......don't even try to tell me about your 'talent'! I got a pretty good idea about what your 'talent' is from looking at the photos!"
By the time Jennifer stopped talking, Charlize' face was deep crimson. She couldn't believe this....this... SINGER... actually thought participating in that disgusting bondage orgy had been voluntary. Even Jennifer Lopez couldn't be THAT dumb!
Charlize stood up, put her hands on her hips, stamped her foot irately and whined, "I'll have you know I was forced! That bitch Jolie jumped me from behind and hit my head on a sink in the ladies room. By the time I came to, she'd stripped me and tied to a chair. No way it was consensual ....none whatsoever! How do you think she got 'Tomb Raider'? By serving me up to those film makers like some kind of virgin sacrifice, that's how! But I got even; Sharon Stone and I got her back good. She won't mess with ME any more."
Jennifer leaned forward on the chair and grinned, "Yeah, I think I heard something about that. It really took two of you to take her down, huh? I guess I was right about you. But you were asking about the pictures? Well, I don't think I should tell you. What're you going to do about it anyway? You can't call Sharon, she's...uh, unavailable. You got any other friends who'd come help you force the name out of me? Huh?"
Charlize just stared at her open mouthed, unable to believe what she was hearing.
"No?" Jennifer chuckled. "I didn't think so. That's why I was surprised to see you downstairs. So," she said standing up and untying her robe. "Are you going to get down on your knees and do what you have to, to get that name, or are you gonna try to force me tell you? Personally, as much fun as the first would be, I hope you choose door number two."
With a scream of rage, Charlize snatched Jennifer by the lapels of her robe, jerked her off her feet, spun around and threw the brunette across the bed. She crashed to the floor between the bed and the wall on the opposite side. Jennifer got up and shook her head, then shrugged off her robe as Charlize stripped for action; unbuttoning her expensive silk blouse, pulling it off then unzipping her skirt. She stepped out of her skirt and laid it over the back of the chair with her blouse. Then Charlize faced a naked Jennifer wearing a strapless lace bra, matching lace bikini panties and patterned thigh-hi's.
Charlize stalked around the foot of the bed toward Jennifer who, her eyes wide, scrambled over the bed to the other side, looking around for a weapon to use against the taller, angry blonde. Charlize climbed onto the bed and ran across, using a hand on the wall to steady herself, then dove on Jennifer who had turned her back to get something from the dressing table.
Charlize landed on Jennifer's back and carried her to the floor beneath her. She wrapped her arms and legs around J-Lo from behind as she rolled onto her back, dragging Jennifer over with her, securely trapping the brunette with her long arms and powerful legs. Jennifer kicked her own sturdy, dancer's legs, straining to break free. She drove her elbow back into Charlize' ribs, which although it brought a satisfying grunt did nothing to advance her bid for freedom. But then she twisted her shoulders and sprayed perfume in Charlize' eyes from an atomizer she'd taken from the dressing table.
Charlize let go of Jennifer and grabbed her burning eyes just in time to avoid getting a second dose of the stinging fluid in them. Jennifer half turned and slammed a fist into Charlize' firm belly which loosened her legs enough for the Latina to pull free. She turned and stood smiling down at Charlize rubbing her burning, tearing eyes seated on the floor. When Charlize eyes cleared enough to see, she looked up just in time to see the sole of J-Lo's foot as it smacked between her bleary, red eyes.
Charlize body flew back and skidded across the floor until her head hit the wall. She lay stunned for a few seconds, then moaned and tried to get up. Her head was spinning and, as she tried to pull herself up with one hand on the dressing table, her hand slipped and she dropped to the floor, hitting her head on the table as she fell. She lay still, hearing the sound of laughter from somewhere in the distance. As the laughter continued, however, it seemed to grow closer until she realized it was coming from the brunette sitting on the bed in front of her. Jennifer looked up when Charlize groaned and again struggled to get up. Jennifer chuckled as she sprayed her bosom with perfume, tossed the atomizer on the bed and moved toward the blonde.
"Oh, you poor dizzy, blonde," Jennifer laughed as she straddled Charlize' thighs and sat down facing the dazed actress. Jennifer grabbed Charlize' head and pulled the weakly resisting blondes face into her perfumed cleavage where she began to breast smother her latest victim into oblivion.
Jennifer squeezed her powerful thighs against Charlize' legs as the blonde bucked and squirmed. Jennifer realized that lately she was becoming aroused whenever she had another woman wriggling helplessly between her legs. Suddenly, however, Jennifer let out a yelp as Charlize grabbed her long brunette hair in the back and pulled. Jennifer's full breasts slowly pulled away from Charlize' flushed face and she sucked in welcome gasps of cool, fresh air.
Jennifer struggled to reestablish the breast smother, but Charlize kept pulling her hair back. Then, she suddenly stopped pulling and Jennifer's head rocked forward just as Charlize lowered her chin and smacked the lovely Latina singer in the mouth with her forehead. Jennifer swooned backward, landing draped over Charlize' long legs, her knees in the air, her eyes rolled back in her head. Jennifer wasn't UNconscious, but she wasn't fully conscious either.
She lay stretched out down the length of Charlize' long legs while the blonde leaned back on her hands and tried to catch her breath. As Charlize looked down, she realized that Jennifer's parted legs presented her with a wonderful opportunity. Raising her fist, she slammed it down on Jennifer's lush, thick pelt of dark pubic hair. The Latina songbird's body jerked, her feet flew up and she tumbled off of Charlize' lap clutching her pussy with both hands.
Jennifer lay moaning, groaning and writhing in agony on the carpet as the blonde pulled herself to her feet, the dressing table giving her some much needed support. Charlize looked down at Jennifer who was struggling to sit up with a hand wedged between her tightly clenched thighs and the other touching her swelling lower lip.
Jennifer looked up at Charlize with tears in her eyes and whimpered, "You hit me in the mouth! You could ruin my career doing that. What are you, crazy?" Then she screamed, "HELP!"
Charlize didn't know what to say at first, but after a moment of reflection she began to laugh.
"Screaming won't do you much good. These rooms are pretty soundproof and, besides, I locked the door when I came in. Hey, you're the one who wanted a fight in the first place," she said. "Now, either tell me who gave you those pictures or stand up and get another fist in the mouth."
Surprisingly, Jennifer got to her feet and held her fists up, muttering, "Bring it on bitch! I'm gonna rip that pretty little, neatly trimmed pelt of yours out one hair at a time and feed 'em to you. You don't know who you're messin' with honey."
Charlize moved toward J-Lo but as soon as she came close, Jennifer's foot flashed up and kicked her square in the belly. She gasped and staggered back, sucking air, but Jennifer was on top of her in a flash. She grabbed Charlize hair and pulled her head down - right into the knee she was bringing upward! Charlize saw stars again as, once more, the room started spinning. She had the vague sensation of soaring and then something hit her hard in the back and everything went black for the second time! Her head was still buzzing when she opened her eyes and looked up at Jennifer who was standing over her and slapping her.
"Wakie-wakie sleeping beauty," Jennifer giggled as she sat down on Charlize' stomach with her gorgeously round, firm ass. "I want you wide awake so you'll remember this part."
Jennifer slapped Charlize a few more times but with her arms securely pinned under Jennifer's knees, she could only kick her legs and grunt as J-Lo's open hands cracked her cheek from side to side. Jennifer didn't stop until she was sure Charlize was awake and fully aware of what was happening to her. Then she got up, turned around and prepared to lower her butt onto the blonde's face and smother her out once and for all.
But as Jennifer squatted down, Charlize - once a dancer herself - brought her own legs into action. She lifted her knees up and back, right into Jennifer's forehead. Unfortunately for Charlize, when Jennifer got knocked backward, she sat down on her face anyway! Charlize reached up, grabbed Jennifer's arm and pulled her body off to the side; then she rolled over and scrambled the other way. She stood with her back to the wall, bent over with her hands on her knees trying to clear her head and catch her breath while Jennifer lay on her side, moaning.
After a minute or two, Charlize went over to Jennifer, dug her fingers in the brunette's hair and hauled her to her feet. J-Lo tried to hit Charlize in the stomach, or lower, but the blonde turned her body and the fist glanced harmlessly off her hip. Then Charlize straightened her up and backhanded her - hard - across the face, bloodying her swollen lip and knocking her back on the bed.
Jennifer lay on her back with her arms spread and her limp legs draped over the edge of the bed. Charlize grabbed Jennifer's ankles and dragged her body off the bed. She dropped with a loud THUMP, landing on her butt on the carpet. After dragging Jennifer across the rug on her ass to her yelping protests, Charlize spread her legs and planted her foot between the singers legs, leaned over and put her full weight behind her foot. She twisted her foot back and forth as Jennifer squealed and shook her head frantically. Then Charlize lifted her foot a little and stomped back down again.
"HELP!" Jennifer cried for a second time as tears filled her eyes.
Charlize raised her foot a bit, then leaned down, this time grinding her heel into the dark, crinkled hair.
This time Jennifer's head and shoulders jerked up and, with an audible sob, she raised her hands in a pleading gesture.
"OK, OK....," she gasped. "I'll tell you what you want to know."
Charlize smiled and nodded, "Alright then. Now, where'd you get those pictures?"
Before Jennifer opened her mouth to reply, her lips curled in a grin and her wide eyes narrowed! Before Charlize knew what was happening, she was hit from behind by a heavy impact! Two arms curled around her neck and she felt a fist pressing hard into the side of her neck. As she struggled against the unseen attacker, Charlize realized someone had put her in a sleeper hold! She started clawing at the arm around her neck and heard a woman behind her yell, "Get her hands dammit!"
Jennifer got to her knees, drove her fist into the pit of Charlize' belly and then grabbed her hands, pulling them down and holding them at her waist as Charlize desperately fought for breath and tried to kick. Her struggle didn't last long as the room started spinning and her movements slowed as her kicks grew weaker.
Charlize' big body slowly sagged as she slumped down to her knees and the grip around her head tightened more. Her unseen assailant adjusted her grip with the blonde on her knees and resisting less fiercely, taking advantage of being able to stand behind the kneeling blonde to increase the pressure on the sleeper. The last thing Charlize saw was Jennifer's grinning face leaning close to hers as her eyes fluttered then closed, her body went limp and everything got black. For the third time that afternoon, Charlize slipped into the deep, dark, abyss of unconsciousness...
"I thought you'd never come in," Charlize
heard Jennifer say from far away. "That's why I put you in
an adjoining room, in case I needed you. What the hell took you
so long?"
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CRACK! Charlize' head rocked from a sharp slap.
CRACK! Her head snapped back the other way. As she slowly regained consciousness, she weakly raised a hand to her face.
"Good, the bitch is awake. I was getting worried, I thought you might'uv killed her," Jennifer said.
"What and ruin the party?" the second woman chuckled. "No way."
Charlize opened her eyes and tried to sit up. She
realized she was laying on the floor and as she looked around,
she saw she was naked. Someone had removed her bra, panties and
stockings while she was unconscious. She sat up holding her throbing
head and looked around. Jennifer, still naked, was back seated
on the same chair she'd been on earlier, her legs spread and her
deep, lush pussy winking at Charlize like some kind of sexual
cyclops. As she turned her head to the side, Charlize beheld a
sight that made her shiver and her heart sink! Angelina Jolie
was sitting on the bed behind her and she was also naked.
"So, sweetie," Angelina purred. "My friend here
says you're telling people I sneak attacked you in the toilet
at our party. Tsk-tsk. You know better than to lie about me. Now
I've got two reasons to punish you; lying about me and that awful
thing you and that bitch Stone did. Really, a fish? Well, at least
he died with a smile on his fish lips. But you, oh my goodness
Charlie-girl, you and Stoney should be ashamed of yourselves.
I'm afraid you're in for a long, long afternoon, hun."
Charlize raised her hands and shook her head, her disheveled hair flying, "No, please. The fish was Sharon's idea. I didn't want any part of that. Ask her. As for the party, I'm really not clear about what happened... maybe I had a concussion..."
Angelina looked at Jennifer and they both burst out laughing.
"How's your head now?" Jennifer asked, not sounding at all like she really cared.
"Ummm, OK I think," Charlize mumbled. "A little headache from that sleeper hold. Why?"
"Well, I don't want you to go around telling people lies about today too. I think we'll take some pics....just in case your memory suddenly gets hazy. That way I can circulate them to your friends to help refresh it," Jennifer said as she picked up her camera and snapped a picture of Charlize sitting at Angelina's feet before the blonde could hide her naked body with her hands.
"Hey! What the..."
"Oh, don't pay any attention to her," Angelina chuckled. "Upsie-daisy!" she said as she grabbed a handful of Charlize' blonde hair and dragged her forward until she was on her hands and knees.
"That's the ticket," Angelina smiled. "Just like old time, eh sweet cheeks?" she laughed as she gave Charlize' butt a slap.
Angelina pulled a surprisingly docile Charlize across the room to the dressing table, she sat down and patted her naked thighs.
"Come on hun, you know the drill. Up and over on your belly like a good little girl. Do as your told and maybe I won't spank you TOO much!"
Charlize sat back on her heels and looked up at Angelina, her eyes misty and her hands on her thighs. Jennifer stepped behind the blonde and pressed her knees into Charlize' back, forcing her upper body toward Angelina.
"P....please," Charlize gasped, looking over her shoulder at Jennifer. "This is too much. If Lopez weren't here......"
"Hell," Angelina laughed. "If she wasn't watching it'd be less fun. Now, you gonna get yourself in position...or do I let Jennifer PUT you in position? It's no difference to me 'cause that big soft butt o' yours is gonna get a whuppin' no matter what. Only question is whether Jen gets to hold you down or somethin' else. Your choice."
The headstrong blonde got up and leaned over, shaking her finger at Angelina, as she spat, "Screw you bitch! I don't care if you.....OOOOF!!"
Charlize dropped to her knees when Jennifer slammed her fist into her kidney, knocking the breath out of her. Then Jennifer yanked her body backward, reached over her shoulder and pounded her fist down onto Charlize' belly so hard it made her gasp despite of the lack of air in her lungs.
Jennifer threw Charlize' body forward with her face wedged between Angelina's spread legs. The brunette closed her thighs around Charlize' head, grabbed her hair and pulled her face tight up against her pussy. As Charlize gasped and struggled against Angelina, Jennifer leaned on her back, making escape impossible. Soon, the blonde's head was spinning from lack of oxygen. She slapped and pawed Angelina's thighs until she released her and let Charlize slump to the floor on her knees panting.
"We can keep this up all night, bitch," Angelina sighed as she patted her lap again.
With a resigned sigh, Charlize got slowly to her feet and arranged her body across Angelina's lap. As the brunette twisted her arm behind her back to hold her securely, Charlize heard the click of a shutter as Jennifer took another photo of her in a humiliating position. She closed her eyes and sighed then, she felt something brush her face. When she looked up, Charlize recoiled at the sight of Jennifer's thick, lush pussy only inches from her face.
"NO!" she gasped
Charlize' body bucked as Angelina's palm CRACKED her tight, up-thrusting butt. She jerked forward and her nose split Jennifer's slit as neatly as if she'd planned it.
Charlize shook her head free and ducked her chin, screaming, "NO! I won't...this is too much, even for you. Get away from me Jennifer..... get away or I swear I'll....."
SPLAT! WHACK! CRACK!
Three fast, hard spanks made Charlize arch her back, raising her head just as Jennifer grabbed her by the hair with both hands and began to hump her nose. Angelina lit into her full, round bottom with a series of hard, sharp, angry spanks as a warm glow spread from her hips upward and Charlize inhaled the scent of Jennifer's arousal.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
Angelina couldn't stop smiling as she changed Charlize' pale bottom to a rosy pink hue.
"Come on Charlie," Jennifer said, giving the blondes head a shake. "Get that slutty tongue of yours busy. I'm so hot I can't stand it a second longer."
"Fuck youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu........" Charlize gasped when Angelina stopped spanking and ran her fingers up the length of her aroused pussy.
"Now listen you bimbo," Angelina said.
CRACK!
"I can spank all night if I have to, or I can...."
stroooke
"...play with your pussy. I can even do both, which I know is your preference, but you have to earn that. Remember the last time we did this? You had so much fun I can't believe you don't want to do it again."
CRACK! WHACK!
stroooke...stroooke...
Charlize gasped as Angelina's thumb tickled her puckered asshole and her long middle finger slowly caressed her pussy. In spite of herself, Charlize stuck out her tongue and gave Jennifer's moist pussy a quick flick.
"Oh yeah," Jennifer cackled, "The bitch is gettin' into it just like you said she would. Don't stop now honey."
SPANK! SPANK!
stroooke....stroooke
Blushing furiously, Charlize was unable to resist the arousal in her loins and the sweet taste of Jennifer's excited pussy. She licked deeper as Angelina's callused hand whacked and smacked her soft butt. Her feverish body jumped and jerked under Angelina's clever assault on her senses as the muscles around her pussy squeezed and contracted with each hard spank and then relaxed with every tender caress. Soon, Charlize became aroused by the conflicting sensations - exactly she had in the ladies room during that memorable party. Then she gasped as her hips jerked upward....Angelina had stuck her thumb in her ass as she fingered her pussy!
Charlize tried to shake her head no, but all she did was excite Jennifer further. Jennifer pulled her hair harder to keep her mouth in position for her tongue to take care of her aroused, swollen clit. Angelina let go of Charlize arm which lay unheld limp across her back as the brunette cruelly alternated sensations....a couple of hard spanks to warm Charlize' bottom, then a few quick strokes of her finger along her excited pussy.
SPANK, SPANK, SPANK!
stroooke, stroooke...
SPANK, SPANK, SPANK!
In a very short time, Charlize' hips were twisting and bouncing up and down, her body obeying each subtle signal Angelina's hands sent her sensitive and sensory-heightened nerve endings. At the same time, Jennifer was soaring toward an orgasm as Charlize' tongue flicked and fluttered deep between her engorged labia, seeking out and teasing her erect clitoris. Jennifer threw back her head and gasped, moaned and then cried out as she slammed her hips forward into Charlize' face; grinding on her mouth as Charlize legs pushed down on the floor, lifting her hips as Angelina's long, strong finger slid easily in and out of her well-lubricated and fully aroused pussy.
Charlize cry was muffled by Jennifer's pussy as both women climaxed almost simultaneously.
Jennifer stumbled back and sprawled on her back on the bed, her breasts heaving. She clapped a hand over her pussy and slowly massaged herself, her eyes closed and her lips curled in a satisfied grin. Charlize lay limp over Angelina's lap, her head hanging down so low her blonde hair was touching the floor on one side and her slack legs dangled on the other, her knees brushing the carpet. Angelina ran one hand softly and lovingly over Charlize rosy bottom as she licked the fingers of her other hand.
Then Angelina shoved the drained blonde's body off her lap. Charlize dropped to the carpet with a soft THUD and lay there breathing hard until Angelina poked her in the ribs with her toe.
"Now it's my turn," Angelina announced. "Come on over here on your hands and knees like a good blonde and give your ol' friend Angie some sugah too. Jennifer can't have all the fun, after all I'm the one who set this up for her."
"You?" Charlize asked. "How did you....?"
"Oh," Angelina giggled. "I didn't take the pictures, I was too busy with you to do that. Billy Bob took them with one of those little spy camera things. Really got some nice shots of your big butt too. Plenty of color in your cheeks; I like that in a woman, don't you Jen?"
"Ummmm, yes. 'Specially THIS woman. Something about that bright red glow on all that pale flesh. It warms my Puerto Rican heart to see all that color on her Anglo ass," Jennifer chuckled.
Then Jennifer reached under the bed and took out a small suitcase. Opening it, she pulled out a strap-on dildo, stood up and started to put it on. Charlize' eyes widened in shock and dismay as she began to crab backward across the floor until her back bumped up against Angelina's knees. Jennifer took another photo of the covering blonde.
"Perfect," Angelina grinned. "Just turn around and get up on your hands and knees. While you're satisfying me, J-Lo can get you all warm and glowing again, right Jen?"
"I'll do no such thing," Charlize bristled. "I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but if you think I..."
SMACK!
"Shut-up blondie," Jennifer hissed as she drew back her hand to slap Charlize a second time.
But Charlize ducked and covered her head with her hands before Jennifer could slap her again so Jennifer kicked her in the stomach instead. When Charlize curled up on the floor holding her belly, Jennifer dropped to her knees straddling the blondes thighs and began to paddle her bottom until Charlize started to squirm and groan. Then, with a wicked grin, Jennifer reached down and stuck two fingers in the blondes pussy. Charlize gasped and instantly opened her legs to ease J-Lo's entry, but the canny singer stopped thrusting and held her fingertips just at the entrance to Charlize' needy pussy.
"Up on your hands and knees," Angelina prompted. "Get your tongue in here where it belongs and then Jen will take care of your needs. Wont' you Jen dear?"
"Uh-huh, course I will," Jennifer giggled, stroking the thick dildo with her free hand as she caressed Charlize.
Slowly, Charlize rolled over and assumed 'the position' with her face pressed to Angelina's pussy and her round bottom raised. Jennifer snapped another picture, then dropped to her knees between Charlize' legs. As she thrust forward and buried the dildo to the hilt, Charlize' hips rose and her tongue went deep into the warm, moist opening between Angelina's blood engorged labia. Angelina threw back her head and sighed as she felt Charlize' tongue flick the hard tip of her love bud while Jennifer held Charlize by the hips and slowly pumped her dildo in and out, leaning over her rump to capture and hold the bucking blondes breasts.
Angelina climaxed in minutes, Charlize took a bit longer but both orgasms were long, loud and satisfying judging by all the noise they made. While Charlize lay at Angelina's feet gasping and trying to catch her breath, Jennifer leaned over her and kissed Angelina full on the lips, their tongues swirling and wrestling. Then Jennifer stood up and snapped another souvenir photo of Charlize' prostrate form. After a few minutes, Angelina pulled Charlize to her knees by the hair and handed her a cell phone.
"Call Diaz," Angelina told her. "Get her up here to join you. Tell her to be here at seven PM sharp."
"What if she refuses? Or has other plans?" Charlize whined. "Besides, I don't know her that well."
"Convince her. Tell her whatever you have to, just don't mention that Jen and I are here. Far as she knows, you're alone. Got it?"
"But why?" Charlize asked, looking back and forth between the two woman.
"None of your business," Jennifer said. "It's your job to get her here. You do that and you're free to go. OK?"
Charlize realized that this was her chance to get away from Angelina, so she took the phone and called the number that Jennifer gave her for Cameron. Surprisingly, she had little difficulty convincing Cameron to come to the suite and the call took less than five minutes. When she hung up, Charlize sighed and started to get up.
"Where're you going sweet cheeks?" Angelina asked, yanking Charlize back to her knees.
"But...but she said I could go if I got her here. She's coming, so I'm going," she protested.
"She said you'd be free to go," Angelina corrected the blonde. "But I didn't say you could leave. You and me are going back to my room next door. You still have a LOT of apologizing to do for that nasty 'fish episode' with Stone. If you're a good girl and do as your told all night, I may consider the debt paid."
Charlize face got red and she looked like she was going to cry until Angelina reached down and gave her a couple of spanks.
"And if you're nice, I'll spank you some more....I know how much you like that. Now, come on."
Angelina pulled Charlize by the hair toward the door to the adjoining suite. As she crawled, Charlize heard Jennifer dialing her phone and talking to someone.
"Hello, Ashley? Yep, worked like a charm. Theron has her coming over at seven sharp. Bring your toys and come on over. We'll put another one of those blondes in her place. Ha-ha-ha."
Then Angelina threw Charlize on the floor of her suite and kicked the connecting door between the two suites closed. By morning, Charlize was a humbled and severely chastised young woman, but she'd finally paid the price for helping Sharon Stone shove that fish in Angelina - and promised she'd never, ever, do it again to anyone else!
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