Janet arranged a meeting with Rachel to present the proposal. Janet and Sunny walked into Rachel’s office escorted by Jordan Kingsley, one of Rachel’s secretaries. Rachel was sitting behind her desk and didn’t even get up to greet them. When Jordan started to leave, Rachel stopped her and said, “Jordan honey, take my bitch to the ladies room and give her a good facial.”

“Yes boss,” Jordan replied as Jada Fire crawled out from under Rachel’s desk where she’d been servicing her Mistress.

Jordan grabbed Jada by the hair and pulled her out of the office on all fours. Janet and Sunny had heard that Jada was Rachel’s bitch, but like everyone else who heard the rumor, they hadn’t believed it. Now they knew the truth!. If Rachel had this much power, they knew they HAD to get in tight with her. They explained the idea and Rachel loved it! She set the party for the following night in Rachel’s bar on the first floor.

Sunny and Janet spent most of the night going through the club’s membership list to pick five blondes and the black women who’d be their abusers. The next morning, Sunny and Janet went to Rachel’s office to show her their selections. Rachel studied the names for a moment, then drew a line through one name and handed it back to Sunny, watching her reaction with a raised eyebrow.

Sunny looked at the crossed out name and her brow furrowed. “But why HER?” she whined. “She’s perfect for my plan.”

“I know she is,” Rachel agreed. “And I understand why you’re upset, what with her dumping you for Bell. But…”

“She did NOT dump me!” Sunny yelled, jumping to her feet. “I came home and found the slut in bed with that cunt Bell! I ended it then and there. They’re just lucky I didn’t kick both their asses that night…”

“OK, OK!” Rachel said, putting her hands up in surrender. “I guess I heard the story wrong. Whatever!”

“You shouldn’t listen to the lies Bell and that blonde whore are spreading,” Sunny growled. “I see I’m going to have to set those two straight the first chance I get!”

“Well, I can’t wait to see it,” Rachel said, trying to calm the red-faced Australian. “Ordinarily I wouldn’t overrule your decision - especially on something this important to you - but she’s already scheduled at a private party in town tonight. It’s Michael’s birthday and Catherine Zeta Jones specifically asked for Charlize.” She added with a leering grin, “It seems there’s something of a rivalry between them and Catherine has some special entertainment planned for her husband. Danni made the arrangements some months ago and she’s already made a substantial deposit on her, so you see… my hands are tied. Who’s your alternate?”

“I suppose we could use Alexis Golden,” Sunny grumbled. “She almost made the list anyway. But I…”

“Good, then it’s settled!” Rachel interrupted, shutting down further discussion. She initialed her approval and handed the list back to Sunny. “You’ve demonstrated some real leadership skill on this project,” she said. “And you’re flexible; that’s always a valuable trait. Don’t screw it up now.”

* * * *

The entertainment for the show was set, but unfortunately for Janet, only the blonde bitches and the Black Brigade were invited. The blondes who would ‘perform’ were introduced first: Alexis Golden, Julia Ann, Crista Moore, Holly Halston and Sara Jay. All were dressed the same - see-thru, loose dresses, their hands tied behind their back; all looked eager to get the party started. Everyone in the audience eagerly waited for the action to begin. The Black Brigade were placing bets on which blonde would win when the lights were dimmed and a number of Black women came out from both sides of the stage. There were nearly twenty of them, including favorites like Babycakes, Janet Jacme, Janet Jade, Kelly Star and several new girls who’d just joined the Brigade.

Not a word was spoken as the black beauties descended on the white women and started to rough them up, groping and fondling them. Soon, all the blondes had their dresses pulled off and the Black Brigade began to finger their cunts and asses. The blondes were being kissed and having their tits and asses squeezed. As the Black Brigade passed the women around, they stripped them until all the blondes were naked. The black attackers kept pawing, fingering, kissing and licking them in a very rough fashion and the blondes knew better than to protest.

The blondes were soon forced to the floor as the Black Brigade started undressing. In seconds, each blonde had one Black lover fucking her from behind while another fucked her mouth and a third fingered her pussy. This went on for a long time until each blonde had been fucked by and sucked the black strap-on of each Brigade member as they worked their way from blonde to blonde. The wet sounds of sex were so loud that it echoed through the room.

After a while the action stopped and all five of the blondes were left sprawled on the floor; their bodies covered with the fake cum from the strap-ons and love juices from the pussies of the Black Brigade. Each blonde was exhausted and all seemed to have swallowed five or six mouthfuls - at least - of the sweet faux jism.

When that part of the show was over, the curtain came down and the overwhelmingly Black audience gave the Brigade members a standing ovation. Sunny McKay took the stage to announce that a winner would be named as soon as the Black Brigade had finished filling out their grade on each of the blondes. Sunny told the blondes to form a circle and for each to load the cum in their mouth into the cunt of the blonde in front of her. Each blonde eagerly filled her partner’s pussy with loads of cum and the audience loved it! That went on for some time and by the time they’d finished, Sunny returned to announce that Sara Jay had won the competition.

The Brigade members swarmed Sunny and Rachel and thanked them for putting on a fantastic show. Afterward, Rachel hugged Sunny and told her, “Sunny, you’re going to have real power now; I’m giving you a position of influence as a reward for your innovative idea. Come to my office tomorrow morning and we’ll discuss it.”

Sunny grabbed her cell phone to tell Janet Mason the good news and asked her out to celebrate. They went to a quiet bar in the basement of the PSFC frequented by most of the white women - but was owned and controlled by the Brigade. Prices for everything were very expensive because the profits paid for the drinks the Brigade members in their own private club. The time was late as the two grabbed a table and started drinking heavily to celebrate the good news.

As she drank, Sunny kept looking over to the bar where young brunette, Capri Anderson and her girlfriend, a pretty blonde, Bailey Kline, were sitting. When Janet saw the lust in Sunny’s eyes, she reached down and wiggled her fingers in Sunny’s pussy which was aroused because of the show - and Rachel’s promise of giving her ‘real power’!

“That youngster has you all hot and bothered, doesn’t she, Sunny? I’ll bring them over to join us!” Janet went over and brought the two back. They started partying and after a while all four were inebriated.

Capri asked, “Does anyone wanna dance wi’ me?”

Sunny was almost asleep with her head on the table. Janet saw the fire in Capri’s eyes and agreed to hit the dance floor with the stunning brunette. No sooner had Janet taken her in her arms when Capri pulled the straps of the dress off her shoulders, let it slip down her body to the floor and stepped out of it. Her breasts were spilling out over her black bra, but she quickly arched her back, reached behind her and released the catch of her bra and dropped it with her dress. Her areola were the size of quarters on her pale breasts and her nipples were full and hard. She dropped her panties down to expose the neatly trimmed landing strip above her slit.

Janet kissed Capri and she responded. Capri wanted to touch Janet, but kept her hands at her sides and let Janet run her fingers over her; stroking and flicking her nipples until they were about to explode. When Janet kissed her, Capri moaned into the redhead’s mouth and as Janet forced her tongue into Capri’s willing mouth, their tongues danced together. Janet turned her hand palm up and slipped her middle finger up into Capri’s twat. She moaned when Janet broke the kiss, leaving Capri breathless.

“Do you enjoy this?” Janet asked.

“Uhhhhhhhhnnn,” was Capri’s response.

“What?” Jane replied sharply.

“I mean, ‘Yes mistress’,” Capri quickly corrected herself.

“Do you want more?” Janet asked.

“Yes…please….finger me ‘til I cum,” Capri begged.

“Really?” Janet smiled.

“Yes. Use me!” Capri begged.

Janet jammed two fingers in Capri’s slit and Capri had to grab Janet’s shoulders for support as she stood on her tip-toes. Janet slapped Capri and her mouth dropped open as she panted rapidly; fucking herself by bouncing up and down on her toes. Janet reached out, grabbed Capri’s nipple and pulled it up, stretching the supple flesh. Capri threw her head back and began to dance; rubbing her hands over her belly, her thighs and her breasts - even sucking her fingers. She whimpered with wanting and lust and Janet’s smile broadened. Janet slipped her fingers into the elastic waistband of her own panties, her eyes locked with Capri’s as she pushed her panties to the floor and, with a flick of her foot, tossed them aside.

“Please!” Capri moaned.

“I want it!” Janet sighed with pleasure, then looked at Capri and hissed, “Finger yourself!” Capri reached between her legs and started playing with herself. “Three fingers,” ordered Janet. It was uncomfortable and humiliating, but Capri worked a third finger into her vagina and started squeezing her nipples with her other hand. “Keep dancing slut!” Janet said.

Capri stopped dancing and kissed Janet, “Let’s go to my place...you can have me...whatever you want.”

Both women grabbed their clothes and took off, leaving Bailey to take the drunken Sunny McKay home. Bailey undressed her and put her to bed, then worried about Sunny, Bailey lay down beside her and went to sleep.

* * * *

The next morning, after Sunny’s alarm woke them, Sunny hurriedly thanked Bailey for her concern, then jumped in the shower before she started to dress for the meeting with Rachel Aziani. Janet Mason was coming to pick Sunny up so they could go together when she ran into Bailey who was leaving. Janet asked her about Sunny and Bailey shrugged, “She’s OK.”

“Did you enjoy yourself last night,” Janet asked, noting Bailey’s undisguised tone of disappointment.

“No, not really,” Bailey replied. “When you came to our table and said Sunny wanted to meet Capri, I thought I’d be going home with you! But after Capri put on that slut-whore show and took you with her...well, let’s just say I wasn’t happy.”

Jane smiled. “Well I’m here now...” She kissed Bailey and they began a torrid make-out scene. Janet slipped her hand down Bailey’s panties and Bailey moaned, “Oh Janet, I want you so bad.”

Janet slid her fingers inside the young blonde and brought her to an orgasm in record time. They rested their heads on each other’s shoulders and Janet whispered, “Have Capri come to your place tonight. Then you can show me how much you want me by putting her in her place.”

Then Janet went in to get Sunny and they left for the meeting with Rachel Aziani.

* * * *

Rachel told them she appreciated their work and was going to not only make Sunny McKay the leader of the Blonde Division, but also the temporary head of the Competition Committee; thus giving Sunny the power to arrange any fight she wanted.

“It’ll be interesting seeing how you deal with that problem we talked about yesterday, Sunny,” Rachel grinned.

“I’ve already made plans,” Sunny said. “Thank you for your confidence in me. You, and the members, won’t be disappointed at the shows I put on. I think the Black Brigade will be especially happy with some events I have planned.”

“For some reason,” Rachel chuckled. “I doubt Ms. Bell and her blonde girlfriend will share the Brigade’s enthusiasm.” Sunny just smiled from ear-to-ear and nodded her agreement. Janet looked sullen, and while she didn’t say anything, it was clear to Rachel she felt that her contribution to Sunny’s success was being overlooked.

* * * *

Late that night, Capri Anderson arrived at Bailey Brook’s apartment and rang the doorbell. Janet Mason was sitting on the couch ready to observe the action. Bailey unlocked the front door, then ran into the bedroom. Janet yelled to Capri, “It’s open; come on in!”

Capri opened the door and walked into the apartment, looking around for Bailey who was nowhere to be found. Janet, who had hidden behind the couch, followed Capri as she went toward the bedroom where Bailey was hiding behind the door. “Bailey, are you in he...” Capri started, but then Bailey grabbed her, clamped a chloroformed rag over her nose and mouth and knocked her out.

As she gagged and tied Capri, Bailey snickered, “Nighty-night, bitch!” Then Bailey and Janet made out for a half hour until Capri began to awake from her drug befuddled and confused nap - handcuffed to the bed!

“Wha…where am I?” she mumbled as a dark figure appeared in the doorway. As it came near, Capri recognized Bailey, now decked out in a black leather dominatrix outfit. She was carrying several toys in each black leather gloved hand.

“You’re in your own personal hell!” Janet chuckled as she followed Bailey into the room.

Capri tried to move but realized she was handcuffed. “Whaaaa...? Bailey why are you dressed like that? And why the fuck am I naked and tied up?” Capri asked, her voice trembling nervously.

Bailey walked up to Capri and put a finger on her lips teasingly, telling her, “Shhhhh! It’s time you learned a lesson, you back-stabbing bitch! Janet was supposed to be MINE last night. You should have taken that drunken slob McKay home and spent the night listening to her drunken snoring. God, how I hate you!”

“What do you mean? What did I do?!” Capri said frantically.

“I’m going to make you regret stabbing your friend in the back! You think you’re better’n everybody else? Well, you’re not! Now it’s time you learned your place,” Bailey said. When Capri tried to argue, Bailey gagged her with her panties. “Now as a gesture of humility, if you lick my pussy and tell me Janet is mine, I’ll let you go.…if not, well, then I’ll fuck you up. What’s it going to be…easy or hard?” Bailey pulled the panties out of Capri’s mouth so she could respond.

But instead, Capri spit in Bailey’s face and growled bitterly, “Fuck you!”

Bailey slapped her and said maniacally, “Well, I guess that means you choose ‘hard’!” Bailey starts rubbing Capri’s boobs, then leans to lick and suck her left nipple into her mouth. “You have such a nice rack; too bad I’m going to have to ruin it. Ummmmm yeah; how’s THIS feel, bitch?” she said, sucking hard on Capri’s hard nipple.

“Stop it! Alright! I’m sorry!” yelled Capri, trying to hold back the signs of pleasure caused by her onslaught. Suddenly, Bailey bit Capri’s nipple, causing her to yelp in pain. Bailey bit down again and Capri started sobbing, her body racked with heaving sobs as she thrashed around trying in vain to escape, screaming, “Please don’t…STOP IT!!!”

“Not until you learn your lesson,” replied Bailey in a demeaning tone. She straddled Capri’s stomach and started clawing her globes until Capri was crying so hard she could barely take a breath.

“Awwww, does that hurt?” Bailey mocked.

“YES! Please stop, you crazy bitch!” Capri screamed.

“Oh, such language! I guess you haven’t learned your lesson yet.” Bailey replied. She sat on Capri’s rack, bouncing up and down, her butt flattening Capri’s tits like pancakes. Of course, while she was bouncing, Bailey’s own tits were flopping up and down wildly - to Janet’s delight.

“Owwwww!! Ahhhhhhhh! I can’t take this” Capri whimpered. Bailey stopped, smiled evilly, rolled Capri over and positioning her on all fours - then she strapped Capri’s ankles back to the bed again.

“Tell me Capri, have you ever been fucked in the ass before?” Bailey asked. Capri looked worried and scared by the question.

Janet thought, ‘This should be good.’

“No...Please don’t.” Capri begged.

“Oh, well I guess I’ll get some lube, so it will be easier for me, and hurt you less,” Bailey snickered. She walked over to her dresser, opened a drawer and took out a huge 10” long strap-on that’s a good 2” thick - and a bottle of lube. Then Bailey walked over to the trash can and tossed the lube. “Whoops, guess I can’t use that. But I AM gonna enjoy your suffering!” She walked up behind the hysterical Capri, knelt and wedged the massive strap-on between her trembling ass cheeks. “My God, Capri!” Bailey giggled. “You really have a tight, hot, ass! I don’t think this’ll fit - but I’ll do my best! First, I’m gonna hafta loosen things up a bit to prepare the way.”

Capri winced as the head of the strap-on spread her sphincter wide as Bailey slowly drove it into her butt. When the first inch breached her hole, she let out a blood curtailing scream and tears began to run from her closed eyes. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Too big…it hurts!!!!!” Capri screamed. But Bailey just smiled and thrust her hips again, slamming another two inches in as Capri’s anal walls slowly begin to close around the intruding shaft. “Ahhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhh!” Capri groaned between pants and sobs.

Bailey pulled Capri close to her and forced another inch and a half into Capri’s tight hole. Capri was crying harder than ever, then she started to hyperventilate when Bailey managed to drive another 2” into her perfect ass. Her butt was in great pain, and she was close to passing out. Her mascara was starting to run because of the enormous amount of tears she shed as Bailey’s violated her behind.

“How’s THAT feel, huh bitch? I wouldn’t know because - unlike you - I am NOT a filthy cheating, back-stabbing, whore! I can barely get the rest of this in…” Bailey said, “…although God knows, I’m gonna try my damnedest!”

“It hurts…please…stop! I’ll do anything if you stop!!” Capri beseeched.

“You hate it? Well your wet pussy begs to differ. But don’t worry, sweetie, we’re almost done!” Bailey said. She pulled the strap-on out of Capri’s ass with a soft POP, then untied her from the bed posts. Capri was too exhausted to move and too frightened of the consequences if she tried, so she lay quietly while Bailey slid the strap-on back into her ass. It went in much easier this time, but still only slightly more than half-way; eliciting a mixture of painful cries and pleasured-induced moans in the process. Capri was relieved when Bailey again pulled the fake cock from what had been her formerly pristine passage.

“I think I know how to get the rest of this in,” Bailey said brightly, sitting up on the edge of the bed with the strap-on jutting upward from her loins.

Capri cried “NO!” when Bailey pulled her backward and down onto the strap-on. Her weight, plus Bailey’s hands pulling down on her hips, drove the massive dildo in all the way to the base! As Bailey began to bounce up and down, Capri screamed louder then she could remember doing before. “Owwww Shitttttt!!!!!! I am sorrrrrrry!!!! Please stop, Take it out…take it owwwwt…” Capri wailed.

Bailey ordered Capri to get up off of the strap-on and then pulled Capri back down; this time with the strap-on completely filling Capri’s cum-soaked, shaved, pussy. Despite her feeble attempts to resist, Bailey fucked Capri until she climaxed so hard she nearly passed out.

Sensing this Bailey said, “I think you have learned your lesson, but in order for me to let you go you have to eat me out!”

Her resistance broken, Capri had no choice.. “OK, OK….I’ll do it… just please… stop with that damn monster cock.”

Bailey rolled Capri onto her back and straddled her face, positioning her own cleanly shaved pussy over Capri’s panting mouth, then pulled Capri’s face into her pussy so that her tongue was licking just the right spot.

“Eat up bitch! Well, on second-thought maybe you shouldn’t eat a whole lot for a while since your butt is so loose.” Bailey said.

Capri licked Bailey’s sweet pussy like her life depended on it - which in her mind she believed it might. She was surprised when she actually got turned on by the taste of Bailey’s magnificent mound. Capri’s efforts made Bailey moan, fueling Capri’s own desire to make the dominatrix climax. She could feel Bailey’s juicy thighs spasm against her cheeks as Bailey grabbed her brown hair to ensure Capri kept licking her throbbing clit.

“Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh…YES! YES! I’M CUMMING!!!! YES! YES! OH GOD….YEEEEESSSSSSS!” Bailey howled, her body jerking and twitching as she climaxed hard; squirting and spurting over Capri’s beautiful, humiliated, red, face. Bailey held Capri’s head tight against her groin, making sure she couldn’t stop until she was completely satisfied. And Capri didn’t stop, not until Bailey’s grip on her loosened as she finished her orgasm. “You know, you eat pussy better than anyone I’ve ever been with. Guess it’s not surprising with a slut like you,” Bailey snickered cruelly.

“Now lick it up, bitch!” Bailey screamed. Petrified, Capri Anderson licked up all of Bailey’s bodily fluids as quickly as she could, eager to get as far away from the crazy bitch as she could as soon as possible. But when she finished, Capri was surprised and relieved when Bailey gently dried her tears with surprising tenderness and took her in her arms.

“Because you’ve been such a good little cunt-loving slut and got me off, you deserve a reward. Spread you legs!” Bailey said. Capri did as she was told spread her legs, revealing her engorged and thrumming pussy. Bailey smirked as she lowered her mouth between Capri’s legs and began licking Capri’s slit. Teasingly at first, making Capri moan softly, then she gave the pink slit another slow lick before gradually picking up the pace, building the brunette’s arousal with anticipation.

“Ohhhhh,” Capri moaned when Bailey started to lick faster. Capri’s moans grew louder as she started to writhe. “Mmmmhhh, that’s it, baby,” she groaned, her body arching. “Uhhhhhh yeah, lick my pussy,” she panted.

The taste of Capri’s sweet nectar made Bailey lick faster and Capri responded with pleasure-filled cries of ecstasy. “Ummm, Capri you taste so good.” Bailey purred.

“Oooohhhhhhh God, FASTER! FASTER!” Capri cried and Bailey sped up her tonguing to meet her need.

“Ohh God! Ohhh yess! Ohhhhhhohhhhh!” Capri moaned as Bailey licked her pussy like a cherry lollipop. “Ohhhh My God! Ohhhh FUCK YES! OHHH YEAH! I THINK I AM GONNA CUM…” Bailey kept licking, dredging her tongue deeper, harder then ever; needing to taste the fruits of her labors. “Ohhhhhh!!! Yesssssss!!! YESSSSSSSS!!!” Capri screamed as she erupted in a massive, body-shattering, soul-wrenching, satisfying-to-her-toes, climax.

Bailey lifted her head to look at Capri’s smiling face and when she did, Capri slipped her legs under Bailey’s arms and crossed her ankles, trapping Bailey between her legs with her body scissored and her arms trapped.

“Now…YOU…lick it up, bitch!” Capri snapped with a forceful thrust of her dripping mons.

Bailey had no choice; she was under Capri’s control. She began to lick up all of Capri’s cum from her pussy and the sheets below. While Bailey licked up her cum, Capri ripped off Bailey’s bra and tied her hands behind her back. Then Capri slid out from under Bailey and left her to lick her cum from the sheets.

“Where’s that strap on?” Capri laughed. She found it, put it on, then knelt behind Bailey’s raised ass. Mocking Bailey by mimicking her own earlier taunt. “My God, you have such a tight and hot ass, I don’t even know if this will fit; but I’ll do my best! Too bad I’m going to have to loosen things up a little.”

Bailey winced when she felt the head of the strap-on met her sphincter. Unlike Bailey, however, Capri drove the full length of the faux phallus into Bailey’s butt. She let out a heart-rending scream as a fountain of tears coursed down her cheeks from her tightly squeezed shut eyes.

After screwing Bailey for five minutes, Capri grabbed Bailey’s blonde hair, pulled her head back, leaned forward and hissed in her ear, “We’re still going to be friends after today, aren’t we sweetie!”

Bailey babbled mindlessly between racking sobs, “Yeh…yes… Capri.”

“Only now we’re the dominant brunette and her dumb blonde, submissive, slut, girlfriend - right?” Capri laughed as she slammed the rubber reamer deep into the blonde’s enflamed rectum.

“Yes Capri…wha…whatever you…unghh…say,” Bailey gasped; her body shuddering from the impact of Capri’s hips that sent ripples through her supple butt cheeks..

Janet Mason got out of the chair she’d been sitting in while watching the scene between the two, walked over to the bed and sat down between the lovers. “You girls were great! I’m going to make both of you my slave bitches! I can’t wait to see a lot more of this kind of play. Now you two bring your asses over to my place tomorrow night. I want you to put on a show like this for some of my friends.” Before she left, Janet got to watch as Capri stepped in front of Bailey and made her suck the strap-on clean.

Capri blew Janet a kiss and told her, “I’ll be there with my bitch and our favorite strap-on!”