Prologue

Two days had passed since Vanessa’s third loss in a row to Jasmine and she found herself feeling much more sore about it than she anticipated she would. This time, Jasmine did not rely on her rage. It was gone. Even after Vanessa threatened to have sex with Ben, Jasmine still kept her cool and focus and once again came out victoriois. Now, all doubt had been erased and the case was closed. Jasmine was the better nympho. Vanessa tried not to be too bitter about it, especially since the squad had just gone through a great deal of turmoil but she could not help herself.

If that wasn’t bad enough, Chief Rodrick Ames, having just turned 60, was retiring from the force. Vanessa found herself missing him, surprisingly. He had been Chief since long before Vanessa was even a cadet. He was a good man but he was also rather lecherous and Vanessa, being the only woman on the force until recently and also being drop dead gorgeous, had him wrapped around her little finger. Vanessa cared about her work and was a firm believer in doing the right thing but she wasn’t above using her looks to get him to do what she wanted.

For example, Task Force 732’s methods and relationships amongst each other were…unprofessional to put it mildly but Ames turned the other cheek. Not only because the girls were all irresistible beauties but because he also knew that their methods worked and how good they are at their jobs. Hell, if it wasn’t for him partnering up Vanessa and Holly to investigate the burglaries, 732 would not even exist. Vanessa owed him for that and she knew it but he was gone now and she would miss him.

His replacement was a woman. A 40 year old named Tamara Colby. That’s what the email said, anyway. Vanessa hadn’t seen what she looked like but she was already dreading the meeting. She worried that Tamara would be some strict, ballbusting drill sergeant and lecture Vanessa about her team’s unorthodox nature. Last thing she needed was some middle-aged bitch wagging a finger in her face. Vanessa may be a nympho but she was still a dedicated officer of the law and she would not tolerate anyone questioning her commitment to her job. She was summoned to the Chief’s office that day to meet her new boss. She took a big, deep breath before opening the door and finding the chair turned around the desk like some cliche movie scene. Vanessa closed the office door.

“Have a seat, Vanessa.” A silky smooth, low and sultry voice said. It almost gave Vanessa chills.

The brunette silently did as she asked, feeling like she was in the principal’s office, which she sort of was and the chair turned around, revealing Chief Tamara Colby in all of her glory. What Vanessa saw stunned her. This amazing specimen of beauty was 40 years old? She could easily pass for around Vanessa and Jasmine’s age of 28. 30 at the absolute oldest. She was a black woman. Dark, chocolatey skin, full luscious lips, long, sharp nails, piercing dark brown eyes with a sultry expression. She had long, dark, raven hair tied up in a stereotypical, secretary-like bun on her head and like Vanessa, she wore small, sassy-looking glasses on her sexy face. Her body was hidden beneath her formal uniform but Vanessa could just feel it in her loins that she had an amazing set under there.

Vanessa had more than her fair share of encounters with beautiful women but something about Tamara just sent chills down her spine in a way she had not felt since she first scuffled with Jasmine in her rage mode. Something about her just felt…overwhelming. Like she was in the presence of a Goddess and going off of appearances alone, Tamara certainly fit the bill.

“You wanted to see me about something?” Vanessa asked, trying to hide how shook she was.

“Yes, dear.” Tamara answered sweetly. “You are the founder and leader of this “Task Force 732”, correct?”

“That’s right.” Vanessa answered.

“Oh, relax, dear.” Tamara said. “I’m aware of what your team does and I have no problem with it whatsoever.”

“Really?” Vanessa asked, instantly relieved.

“Of course not.” Tamara confirmed. “It’s an understatement to call your style unorthodox but you get the job done and it’s all perfectly legal. Some puritanical types might call it unprofessional or unbecoming of law enforcement but sometimes, cutting red tape is necessary.”

“Well, I’m glad you see it that way, ma’am.” Vanessa said.

“Well, it would be rather…hypocritical of me to criticize your methods, anyway.” Tamara said with a somewhat seductive tone.

“Oh?” Vanessa asked. She had a feeling that this Goddess played the game.

“Yes but onto other matters.” Tamara said, changing the subject. “I’m sorry to say but there are other concerns about 732 that I do have…Particularly concerning your partner, Jasmine.”

“What about her?” Vanessa asked. “Is it about her criminal past?”

“Oh, no.” Tamara clarified. “I know all about that. She was a victim from the beginning and she more than made up for what she did by putting away Sabrina not once but twice. Besides, any woman who would put herself through all of that for love is worth having on the force.”

“What about her then?” Vanessa asked.

“I quite frankly have nothing but good things to say about her.” Tamara continued. “She clearly carries the entire squad on her back…amongst other things.”

Vanessa took slight offense to that. It was unarguably true that Jasmine has done a lot for the team but that comment felt uncalled for.

“I’ll be frank.” Tamara said in a more direct tone. “I think Jasmine should be the leader of 732 instead of you.”

“What?!” Vanessa asked defensively.

“Easy, dearie.” Tamara said. “It’s amongst you girls to decide what’s best in the end but I just gave you my recommendation…As your boss, I might add.”

“You may be Chief but you just got here!” Vanessa argued. “And 732 wouldn’t even exist if it wasn’t for me! It was my idea in the first place! I even came up with the name!”

“True.” Tamara said. “However, your little blonde friend was the one to propose that you…”negotiate” with Jasmine and Nicole while you wanted to book them on the spot.”

“Okay, so?” Vanessa asked with a flustered and angry look on her face.

“My point is that Jasmine is quite clearly the best “negotiator” on your team.” Tamara said. “She truly just seems like the best girl for the job.”

“And I’m no good?” Vanessa asked.

“I never said that, dear.” Tamara argued.

“No, you just said I’m not as good as Jasmine.” Vanessa said.

“Am I wrong?” Tamara asked.

Vanessa flashed back to her three fights with Jasmine all ending in humiliating defeats as well as her match with Sabrina in the tunnels that ended with the orange-haired cunt cheating and drugging her. Vanessa gained a sad look on her face.

“Look, hun.” Tamara said in a sympathetic tone. “You’re a dedicated officer and your girls clearly seem to respect your leadership. Not to mention that you helped get Jasmine out of her rut but all four of you need to think this through and do what’s best. You’re police officers first and you need to get your priorities straight.”

“Do you have any other point in saying this?” Vanessa asked.

“Yes.” Tamara said. “I have a new assignment coming in for your team…and depending on how well you handle it, I may change my mind about you.”

“Bring it on.” Vanessa said.

“You may not want to get too cocky yet.” Tamara advised. “Your targets on this assignment are a group that you unfortunately are quite familiar with.”

Vanessa was confused by this for a moment until the repressed memories began to come back and she gained a nervous and shocked expression.

“You…don’t…mean…” Vanessa began.

“Yes.” Tamara interrupted. “The Las Brujas.”

Those words felt like a shot through Vanessa’s bountiful chest. Vanessa was very, VERY familiar with that name, no matter how hard she tried to forget. The Las Brujas, Spanish for “The Witches” are a Mexican, all-female drug cartel known for their unusual and succubus-like methods. They are renowned for being seductive femme fatales and nymphomaniacs with Libertine views on life. They are known for kidnapping girls and using them as sex slaves until they become just as hedonistic and twisted as they are. That’s their favorite method of recruiting. While they prefer seduction and sexuality as their primary weapons, they are more than happy to engage in violence when necessary. They are still narcos, after all.

Their leader is a deeply mysterious and enigmatic woman known only as “La Malvada”. The Wicked. Rumors of her are plenty but no one knows who she is, what she looks like, where she came from or even if La Malvada actually exists or is just propaganda. The Brujas gained their name for their alluring, femme fatale personas but also their typical cartel ruthlessness. They are known all being very beautiful and voluptuous women that would drop any man’s tongue down to the floor. Even women who swear on their heterosexuality are known for being unable to resist their charms.

Vanessa very much had a history with this group from long ago and no amount of booze has been able to make those memories go away completely. Now, she had to confront them once again and she wasn’t sure if she was ready for that. Tamara clearly wanted to test her, though and she would not back down. She would have to face some personal demons for this one but she knew she couldn’t keep running away forever.

“What is this assignment?” Vanessa asked, sounding as tough and professional as she could.

“Glad to see you’re on board.” Tamara said. “Our girl on the inside of the cartel says that two of Malvada’s personal sicarias are in town for something. We just don’t know what. It could be an alliance with another group, it could be a personal vacation or something else. Their names are La Rubia, The Blondie and La Morena, The Brunette.”

“And you want us to bust them?” Vanessa asked.

“That’s right, dear.” Tamara confirmed. “Until recently, you were the only woman here and no man can resist the allure of Las Brujas. I’m counting on “The G-Cup Brigade” to beat those bitches at their own game.”

“We’ll do it.” Vanessa said firmly. “Anything else?”

“Nothing yet.” Tamara said. “Our insider will give me more info as time goes on and I’ll let you know when to strike. However, I feel I should warn you, Nessa…”

Vanessa rolled her eyes at that pet name.

“I know of your history with the Brujas and I know it’s a sore spot for you.” Tamara said in a surprisingly gentle voice. “I’m sure you’ve heard this a million times but…It wasn’t your fault.”

“Yes…It was…” Vanessa said sadly.

“Regardless, can I count on you to prove me wrong about you?” Tamara asked.

Vanessa’s expression turned from regret to one of slyness.

“Why don’t I prove you wrong right here and right now?” Vanessa asked rhetorically as she began to unzip her top and show off her impressive cleavage.

Tamara just laughed.

“Oh, dearie…” Tamara said condescendingly. “You have no idea how out of your league you are. Besides, this isn’t the time or place for that. Save yourself the embarrassment.”

“What’s the matter, boss?” Vanessa asked mockingly. “Too afraid to put your money where your mouth is?”

Tamara sighed and got up, sexily strutting towards the younger woman. With a closer look, Vanessa could easily tell that Tamara was a G cup at the very least. Tamara got up close to the brunette and in an inhumanely swift motion, the dark-skinned Goddess grabbed Vanessa’s face with both hands and slammed her mouth into Vanessa’s, forcing her tongue down her throat. Vanessa was caught totally off guard and within seconds, she could easily put Tamara as the best kisser she ever had. Even above Jasmine. As Tamara’s tongue violated her mouth, the brunette felt as if her very soul was being sucked out. Just ten seconds of dominant making out was enough to make Vanessa fall to her knees out of her chair, panting and hyperventilating just as hard as she was after her last defeat at Jasmine’s hands.

She knew that Tamara wasn’t making idle threats. This woman was far beyond what she could ever have imagined. She looked up at the ebony beauty, who just smiled down at her just as sweetly as before.

“If you want, sweetheart, we can do more sometime.” Tamara said. “For now, though, we have a job to do.”

Vanessa got up and regained her control. Normally, she’d take up that offer but what Tamara just did shook her to her very core. She could tell that attempting to take her on was the equivalent of a fennec fox trying to bring down an elephant. This woman was pure nympho to her very bones.

“Yes.” Vanessa said, still slightly flustered. “I’ll go home and tell the others about the assignment…Thank you.”

“Anytime, Nessa.” Tamara said, sweetly as she smiled.

Vanessa left the room, her mind and heart racing. This was just what she needed right now. She had to get it together for the sake of everything she believed in but she didn’t know how…And she was beginning to get desperate…

Part 1

Vanessa returned to the hotel penthouse and relayed the entire story to the other girls and Ben in the penthouse living room, which basically became 732’s de facto meeting room. However, she left out a few particular details about her meeting with Tamara. The first being what Tamara said about Vanessa’s leadership and Jasmine’s supposed. Jasmine’s ego was bloated enough as it was and she didn’t want to make it worse. The second being her own history with Las Brujas, for very personal reasons. And finally, she left out her challenging Tamara right there in the Chief’s office, where anyone could walk in on them and how Tamara scared Vanessa out of it with just a single kiss.

Vanessa could not believe she made such a stupid move. Her troubles about her third loss to Jasmine combined with her shock from hearing about Las Brujas again got to her too much. She felt like she proved Tamara right about being unfit to be leader when she did something so irrational and childish. She couldn’t even see Holly back when she first joined the force trying to pull that. She just had to get her head on straight.

“Well, any questions?” Vanessa asked after finishing her explanation.

“What’s the new boss look like?” Nicole asked.

“Yeah, is she hot? Does she have big tits?” Holly asked.

“You girls really can’t control yourselves, can you?” Jasmine asked teasingly.

“Heh. Says the biggest libido in this room.” Holly teased back.

“I’m not complaining.” Nicole said. “And I bet neither are you, Ben.”

Ben turned his head in embarrassment.

“It’s okay, honey.” Jasmine reassured him. “We embrace our primal desires in this home.”

“Can you all focus for a minute?” Vanessa asked in an annoyed tone. “We’re going up against narcos. They don’t mess around.”

“Yeah but you said that Tamara picked us specifically to take them on.” Holly pointed out. “If she has confidence in us, why worry?”

“Don’t underestimate your enemy, blondie.” Vanessa lectured. “We thought we finished Sabrina the first time and look what happened.”

“She’s got a point.” Jasmine agreed. “Still, we shouldn’t worry too much either.”

“So, what?” Nicole asked. “We just wait until our inside girl gives the go-ahead?”

“That’s right.” Vanessa said. “For now, we just do whatever until then.”

“I’m not sure about this, girls.” Ben said. “The cartels don’t fuck around.”

“Aw, he’s so protective of us.” Nicole teased.

“We’re all cops here, Ben.” Vanessa said. “If we don’t take these scum off the streets, no one will.”

“Don’t worry about us, sweetie.” Jasmine said. “I can probably take them all by myself.”

Vanessa rolled her eyes at Jasmine’s arrogance.

“Any other questions?” Jasmine asked. No one answered. “All right then. Meeting adjourned.”

Everyone got up and left but as Jasmine was about to reach the door, Vanessa stopped her.

“Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something…privately.” Vanessa said with a bit of shame.

“Aw, can’t you let us watch?” Holly asked.

“No. You all leave.” Vanessa said sternly.

“You never let us watch.” Nicole mocked.

“That’s not what this is about. Now I said leave.” Vanessa said even more sternly.

“Come on, girls. Let’s respect their wishes.” Ben said.

The younger girls shrugged their shoulders and closed the door, going back to their rooms.

“You really want a rematch right now?” Jasmine asked. “It’s not gonna end any differently.”

“I said that’s not what this is about!” Vanessa said angrily. “And can you stop jerking your ego off for ten seconds?!”

“Alright, geez, relax.” Jasmine said. “What is this really about?”

Vanessa frowned. Now was not a good time to bring this up but if she didn’t get this off her chest now, she never would.

“During our last match…” Vanessa began. “You just fucked Ben yourself and left me unconscious on the shower floor, even though we promised him a threesome no matter who won.”

“That’s what’s got you so worked up?” Jasmine asked, not knowing what Vanessa’s real problem was. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“No. I want the truth out of you.” Vanessa said. “Did you fuck me into unconsciousness on purpose just so you wouldn’t have to share Ben?”

“What?” Jasmine asked in an offended tone. “You really think I’d do something like that to you?”

“Kind of!” Vanessa said angrily. “Until recently, you were ready to murder any woman that made a second of eye contact with him!”

“And why shouldn’t I?!” Jasmine asked defensively. “He’s my Husband, not your’s!”

“Then don’t lead me into thinking I can participate when that’s not what you want!” Vanessa yelled. “If you didn’t want that threesome, just say so!”

“I said I wanted it and I meant it.” Jasmine said,

“Well, actions speak louder than words.” Vanessa said.

Suddenly, she heard a creaking sound from behind the door and opened it, letting Holly and Nicole fall onto the floor from leaning on the door.

“I thought I told you two to get lost! This is private!” Vanessa yelled.

“Geez, is someone on their monthly?” Nicole teased.

“I SAID FUCK OFF AND LEAVE!!!” Vanessa shouted at the top of her lungs.

Holly and Nicole then walked away with fearful expressions as Vanessa slammed the door shut again.

“Look, I had a horny man who just watched a sexfight in front of me to please and you were passed out, what was I supposed to do?” Jasmine asked.

“Maybe wake me up!” Vanessa yelled.

“Well, I was running off of hormones!” Jasmine said. “Would you have woken me up if our positions were reversed?”

“Yes!” Vanessa yelled.

“Yeah, sure you would have.” Jasmine said sarcastically. “You’ve been wanting to dig your claws into him since the moment you laid your skank eyes on him!”

“And you’ve had no problem using my loses to you as more ways to show off, you fucking braggart!” Vanessa argued.

“So, that’s what this is really about!“ Jasmine said. “You’re just a sore loser!”

“Says the one who practically went into a coma over one defeat!” Vanessa yelled.

Jasmine seemed rather hurt by that.

“Yeah and then I snapped out of it and saved your ungrateful ass!” Jasmine yelled.

“Ungrateful?” Vanessa asked. “I could’ve ran you and your little femsimp in but I gave you the chance to get even and do the right thing! Everything you have right now, you have because of me!”

“That was Holly’s idea, not your’s!” Jasmine pointed out. “And I was the one who finished Sabrina off twice!”

Vanessa reeled at hearing the same argument that Tamara made for Jasmine being a better leader.

“What do you want from me, huh?” Jasmine asked. “I said I was sorry!”

“Again, I want the truth!” Vanessa said. “Did you leave me there on purpose so you could have Ben all to yourself? Yes or no?!”

“I…” Jasmine began but paused to think about it. “I…don’t know.”

“You don’t know?!” Vanessa yelled defensively.

“Maybe I wasn’t ready to go that far and I just did it subconsciously, alright?!” Jasmine argued.

“Then you should’ve said so!” Vanessa argued. Jasmine sighed.

“Just leave, okay?” Jasmine asked. “I need to think about it.”

“Fine.” Vanessa said sadly.

The two 28 year olds then left for their rooms, frustrated and bitter about their heated argument. Normally, they’d settle disagreements with their shared passion but this was something else entirely. Jasmine left for her and Ben’s room and Vanessa left for her single room. What they did not know was that in Holly and Nicole’s shared room, the younger girls were watching and listening to the whole thing via the security cameras through Nicole’s laptop.

“Geez, that was tense.” Holly said.

“Yeah, I was expecting a fuckfight at the end but they just walked off.” Nicole agreed.

“How long until they make up, you think?” Holly asked.

“I dunno.” Nicole said. “I’ve never seen them scream at each other like that while fully clothed.”

“Give it time.” Holly said. “One or both of them will apologize.”

“You mean Vanessa will apologize.” Nicole said smugly. “She flipped shit over nothing.”

“What?” Holly said. “That was not nothing. I’ve known her for over a year and I can tell there’s something else bothering her. This isn’t just about Ben.”

“Could’ve fooled me.” Nicole said. “Sounds like she’s just being bitter and jealous over a simple misunderstanding.”

“Oh, you take Jasmine’s side. What a surprise.” Holly teased.

“Hey, everything was going fine until Vanessa started that shit.” Nicole argued.

“Whatever.” Holly said. “We’re not gonna fix anything by taking sides. Let’s just wait until it blows over.”

“Yeah.” Nicole agreed. “And I know just the way to take our minds off of it.”

“Yes, let us settle our disagreement the way all women should.” Holly said with a pervy smile.

The two 22 year old nymphos quickly discarded their clothing, letting their jiggly G-cups bounce around freely before they immediately hopped into their king-sized bed. Within seconds, they were on each other, gigantic gazongas mushrooming against each other as their tongues dueled passionately and their hands buried themselves in each other’s thick hair. They broke the kiss.

“Officers of the law can never get too much training exercises, can they?” Nicole asked rhetorically.

“No, they certainly cannot.” Holly agreed.

They fell onto the bed and resumed their make out session, rolling around the mattress, giggling as they frolicked. Holly put her face directly into Nicole’s cleavage, motorboating her sloppily as she reached down to finger the slutty redhead.

“Ohh!!” Nicole moaned from the manual stimulation before giggling from the motorboating. “That tickles, you bitch!”

Holly stuck out her tongue in Nicole’s cleavage as she licked all over, using her free hand to squeeze her friend’s impressive tits into her head. Nicole felt Holly’s thick, blonde locks brushing against the skin of her breasts as she laid down on the bed. She reached down towards the rich girl’s ass and began squeezing and palming at it, letting the meat of her cheeks absorb her fingers. Holly then dragged her tongue down Nicole’s smoking hot body, very briefly but enticingly licking into her belly button before reaching her pleasure center.

“Ohhhh!!” Nicole cooed as the blonde went down on her. “That’s right. Lick me you cunt-sucking whore! Ahh!!”

Holly proceeded to do more than that. She brought out the index and middle finger of her right hand and furiously dipped them inside Nicole to join her tongue. Nicole blushed from the pleasure as Holly manually and orally fucked her. She would pull her fingers out and then her tongue out before sliding her fingers and then her tongue back in. A very effective pattern. Nicole was impressed by Holly’s ingenuity. The redhead’s clit then came out to play and the blonde didn’t give it any room to breathe before slamming her lips and tongue on top of it.

“Uhhh!!” Nicole moaned.

Holly licked Nicole’s pulsating, pink pleasure bud like a lollipop, slobbering over it and slurping it as the redhead pulled at her blonde tresses. Nicole felt electric volts of pleasure swim throughout her sexy body as Holly tongue-fucked her relentlessly. She wrapped her smooth legs around her friend’s head as she continued her feast, pushing her further into Nicole’s muff. As Holly’s tongue continued to slither around inside of her, Nicole felt her climax coming on and braced herself.

“Agh! Ugh! GOOOOOOOODDDDDD!!!!!” Nicole shrieked as her orgasm consumed her.

Holly quickly swallowed as much of the redhead’s fluids as she could, still lapping at her sweet, juicy poon. Nicole lay panting on the bed, her red locks disheveled and fanning out behind her on the pillow as she got up and gave Nicole another passionate kiss. The two nymphos swapped Nicole’s flavor between their mouths lustfully before coming together, breast-to-breast and cuddling lovingly.

“I can never stay mad at you, blondie.” Nicole said through her heavy breathing. “You’ve gotten better at this.”

“One day, I’ll dethrone Jasmine.” Holly bragged.

“Don’t get too cocky.” Nicole lectured.

The two cuddled into the bed and rested.

Meanwhile…

Jasmine had gone into her room to sulk after her argument with Vanessa. She had a feeling that something else was going on with the brunette but she knew she’d never get it out of her. Vanessa was as stubborn as she was hot. The raven beauty rested on her bed as she tried to clear her mind. Then, the door opened and Ben came in. Seeing her with a sad look on her face, Ben came up to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind, nuzzling into her neck.

“You alright, pretty lady?” He asked sweetly.

“Better now that you’re here, my prince.” Jasmine teased. “But not really.”

“Sounds like you and Vanessa really got into it…And not in a good way.” Ben observed.

“You wish, perv.” Jasmine said giggling. “But yes. It was ugly.”

“You wanna talk about it?” Ben asked as she caressed his Wife.

“Not really.” Jasmine said sadly.

“Suit yourself.” Ben said.

She actually did want to talk about it and ask Ben what he thought about the whole situation but she also didn’t want to drag him into this mess. Knowing Ben, he’d really want to find some sort of compromise but she just didn’t see any neutral stance on this. Either Vanessa was right or Jasmine was. She just decided to drop it and hope everyone would forget about it after a while. She had no idea how much worse this was going to get.

A few hours passed and it was now late into the night. Everyone had the next couple days off, which gave this ungodly mess some silver lining. Vanessa was in her single room, reading as she was too trying to clear her head. Suddenly, Vanessa’s door began to open. No one in the penthouse kept their doors locked since you needed special access to get up there anyway. Vanessa’s heart skipped a beat as she looked to see who was there but relaxed immediately as she saw that it was just Holly.

“Hey.” Holly said nervously.

“Hey.” Vanessa said back.

“Sorry about earlier.” Holly apologized.

“It’s okay.” Vanessa said, not wanting to start something up again. “Can’t sleep?”

“Not really.” Holly answered. “Maybe a change in scenery will help. Do you mind?”

“Come here.” Vanessa said.

Holly got up in bed next to Vanessa and they cuddled. Last year, Holly was the bane of Vanessa’s existence but now, she was like her little sister. She certainly wasn’t the same spoiled little Daddy’s girl that was forced into the department last year. Holly grinned and began kissing at Vanessa’s neck, only for the brunette to pull away.

“Not tonight, okay?” Vanessa requested. “I’m not in the mood.”

“But 732 girls are always in the mood.” Holly joked.

“Just go to sleep, princess.” Vanessa said. A long silence followed before Holly broke it.

“Are you okay?” Holly asked with genuine concern.

“I’m fine.” Vanessa lied.

“I know you, babe and I can tell when you’re lying.” Holly lectured. “You can tell me anything, thunder thighs.”

“Just go to bed.” Vanessa said in a sad tone.

“That whole thing…It’s not just about Ben, is it?” Holly asked.

“No…It’s not.” Vanessa said. Another awkward silence followed. “Do you think she’s better than me?”

“Jasmine? Well, at least right now, she’s better than all of us.” Holly answered. “We all got our pussies whipped by her.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Vanessa said. “I mean, as a cop. As a crime fighter. As a leader.”

“Huh?” Holly reacted. “What brought this on?”

Vanessa decided that her former nemesis was trustworthy enough to be told what Tamara said.

“When I met the new Chief…” Vanessa began. “She told me that she thinks that Jasmine might be the better choice for leading the squad.”

“Are you serious?” Holly asked in bewilderment. “She’s demoting you?”

“No.” Vanessa answered. “She said it was up to us but that was just her opinion.”

“Well, either way, that dumb bitch is full of shit!” Holly said angrily.

“Keep your voice down.” Vanessa advised. “But thanks.”

“She doesn’t know you like I do.” Holly continued. “You made this team what it is. You held us together when Jasmine was down for the count and you snapped her out of her rutt in the first place.”

“That’s what I said but she doesn’t see it that way.” Vanessa said. “Jasmine may be the toughest of us all in the bedroom but she doesn’t have my experience.”

“Exactly.” Holly said. “She’ll see how wrong she is soon enough.”

“I hope you’re right.” Vanessa said.

“You didn’t tell us she said this at the meeting. Why?” Holly asked.

“So Jasmine has one more thing to gloat about? Forget it.” Vanessa answered.

“Yeah, I get you.” Holly agreed. “Her ego’s bigger than her tits.”

“Thanks, hun.” Vanessa said genuinely. “You helped ease my mind a little.”

“You wanna fuck now?” Holly asked nonchalantly.

“Does this answer your question?” Vanessa asked before she pounced on Holly as they fucked into the night.

Meanwhile…

Ben had long fallen asleep but Jasmine was still wide awake with concern about her and Vanessa’s argument. She was dreading the awkward first meeting between them tomorrow morning. She looked outside to the balcony and the beautiful shining pool. Suddenly, her bedroom door opened and in came Nicole.

“You can’t sleep either, Nikki?” Jasmine asked.

“Not really.” Nicole answered. “I woke up and Holly was gone. I can’t sleep unless I’m nuzzled up with a hot girl. Do you mind?”

“Of course not.” Jasmine said. “Ben’s a heavy sleeper, anyway.”

“Oh?” Nicole asked flirtatiously. “How heavy?”

“Not that heavy, you slut.” Jasmine teased.

“Shit…” Nicole cursed. “Ah, well. I still get physical contact with you.”

“Only if you keep your hands to yourself.” Jasmine said.

“No promises.” Nicole teased.

The redhead cuddled up next to the raven, putting her in between her Husband and her best friend in the king-sized bed. Nicole spooned the raven, smelling her thick hair’s sweet aroma as she caressed her arm.

“Hey, I know you might not wanna talk about this but are you and Vanessa okay?” Nicole asked.

“I’m honestly not sure, red.” Jasmine answered honestly. “I was afraid to ask Ben but…Do you think I was out of line?”

“No way.” Nicole said. “Vanessa flipped shit on you even after you apologized. I dunno what her damage is but she was the one out of line.”

“Thanks, babe.” Jasmine said. “But what about the actual basis of the argument itself?”

“What do you mean?” Nicole asked.

“Was I wrong to leave her out Ben’s birthday sex?” Jasmine clarified.

“Hey, it’s not your fault she lost.” Nicole said. “And like you said, you and Ben were both horny as Hell and she was passed out. What were you supposed to do?”

“I guess.” Jasmine said. “Still, if you ask me, something else is bugging her and she’s just taking it out on me.”

“She’s just salty that she keeps losing to you.” Nicole said. “She should just be thankful that you keep giving her rematches.”

“I dunno.” Jasmine said. “Something about her just isn’t right. Regardless, we all need to get our shit together to bring down those cartel cunts.”

“Hey, it’ll be four on two.” Nicole said. “Maybe even five if we count our girl on the inside. We’ve got this in the bag.”

“I guess you’re right.” Jasmine said. “Goodnight, Nikki.”

“Goodnight, Jazz.” Nicole said.

They both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning…

Vanessa found herself waking up quite early. She hoped a good night’s rest would help her chill out but she still felt anxious and insecure. Her feelings of inferiority just would not go away. She looked down at the still sleeping Holly, exhausted from a night of passion and lovingly stroked her hair. Still, she was so on edge, she knew she had to something, anything to make these thoughts go away or at least ease them a little bit. She took out her phone and called someone…Or rather, some place.

“St. Lilith’s Correctional Facility.” The woman on the other end answered. “This is Guard Captain Olivia Brooks. How may I be of service?”

“It’s Vanessa.” The brunette said. “I’d like to pay a visit to a prisoner I helped bring in.”

“That doesn’t exactly narrow it down, ma’am.” Olivia said. “You’ve helped bring in many…Oh, is it who I think it is?”

“Yes.” Vanessa answered.

“Very well.” Olivia said. “You can come in anytime.”

“I look forward to it.” Vanessa said.

“As do I.” Olivia said.

“Goodbye.” Vanessa said before hanging up.

She looked at the sleeping Holly one more time before getting dressed and leaving the penthouse before anyone else woke up.

Part 2

“Breakfast is ready!” Called out Holly as she finished her cooking.

To everyone’s surprise, Holly was actually an excellent chef. Her Grandmother had a deep passion for the culinary arts and passed it down to the blonde cutie. She usually made all the meals for everyone in the penthouse. The others all came out of their rooms to eat. All except for one certain brunette. Holly noticed she was missing as the others all sat down.

“Where’s Vanessa?” Holly asked.

“You haven’t seen her?” Nicole asked.

“No.” Holly answered. “I woke up this morning and she was gone. I thought she was with one of you.”

“I haven’t seen her.” Ben said.

“Maybe she was busy making up with Jasmine.” Holly joked.

The raven rolled her eyes.

“No. I was with Jazz and Ben last night.” Nicole said.

Holly raised her eyebrows at the couple.

“She just slept in our bed, you perv.” Jasmine said.

Holly was tempted to tell the others what Vanessa said to her last night but she knew that the brunette wasn’t ready for that.

“I’m worried about her.” Holly said. “She hasn’t been herself since that meeting with the new boss.”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Ben said. “Anyways, no use worrying on empty stomachs.”

Jasmine would not admit it but she too was a bit concerned about her rival. She knew something was up with her but she just didn’t know what and she knew Vanessa would never spill it herself.

Meanwhile…

As Vanessa drove down to St. Lilith’s, she began to have second thoughts. Was she really about to do this just to prove a point to herself? However, she shook it off, as she was in too deep now and had to do something to ease these feelings of inferiority that she held. There was one other bitch out there that she had a score to settle with and doing it now would be both a good confidence boost and a great destressor in its own right. If she was going to face down Las Brujas again, her self-esteem needed to be at an all time high. She arrived in the parking lot and called up Olivia to let her in.

“Welcome to St. Lilith’s, Officer.” Olivia greeted.

“Spare me the formalities…Captain.” Vanessa said. “We both know what I’m here for.”

“Very well.” Olivia said. “Right this way to the supermax wing.”

St. Lilith’s was an all female prison, used primarily for rich families to keep their troublemaking girls out of real prisons. The prisoners and guards are all massive nymphos and sexfighting is an inscrutable part of the prison’s culture. Even the name, St. Lilith’s, is in honor of that. In Christian myth, Lilith was the actual first woman before Eve, who defected to the demons due to being mistreated by Adam. She was then taken in by Satan and became his and all of Hell’s own personal cum dumpster. She lived for sex and pleasure of any kind. The original nymphomaniac.

Vanessa disliked the idea of this place as a police officer but the inmates almost all committed very petty crimes and they still had much less freedom here than in the outside world. Plus, the more twisted criminals, such as the woman she was visiting today, were sealed in the supermax wing. Superman inmates have far less freedom than anyone else in the establishment. They are confined to their single cells 24/7 and guards, well behaved inmates and in Vanessa’s case, paying visitors are allowed to use them as sex toys, more or less. The ultimate punishment for a nympho, besides depriving them of sex entirely, was to force them into total and absolute submission without being able to reciprocate.

Vanessa and Olivia were acquainted. Vanessa had arrested many misbehaving rich girls and brought them into St. Lilith’s for her. These experiences made her dislike rich girls by default, viewing them all as insufferable brats who think they’re above the law. That was one of the main reasons why she and Holly hated each other at first. She could not help but check out the attractive captain’s nice ass in her tight uniform as they walked. Soon, they reached the supermax wing and Olivia guided the brunette to the cell she was looking for and unlocked it.

“Enjoy our product, Offic…Vanessa.” Olivia said.

“Will do, Olivia. And give Madam Red my regards.” Vanessa said, referring to the prison’s mysterious and alluring warden that every girl in the place fantasized about.

“Of course.” Olivia said. “If you don’t mind me saying, I never expected you of all people to indulge in the game.”

“It’s a recent thing.” Vanessa explained. “Plus, I know this cunt and calling her a sore loser is putting it mildly. More punishment for her.”

“Noted.” Olivia said. “Perhaps when we’re not busy dealing with the trash of society, we could indulge ourselves.”

“I’d like that.” Vanessa said flirtatiously.

She gave Olivia a brief but lustful kiss before the guard captain left and Vanessa opened the cell. Inside was an entirely padded room you’d expect out of an insane asylum. There was only one door on the other side, likely to the bathroom and no bed. Not much of a point to a bed when the whole room is like a mattress. It was pitiful compared to the almost luxurious cells that the regular inmates had. However, laying up against a wall and napping was the person Vanessa came here to “visit.”

The one and only Sabrina Phillips. After breaking out of her last jail almost immediately after getting caught, Vanessa had her sent here. The supermax wing, as its name implies, was top security and while the guards are all nymphos like the corrupt Lindsay was, they have much more self-control and have no reason to be seduced by her anyway. Sabrina wore a tight prison jumpsuit that looked straight out of a porn. It highlighted her luscious body flawlessly. As Vanessa stripped down to her underwear, she snuck up to the snoozing Sabrina and gave her cheek a nice, hard pinch to wake her up.

“Ow!” Sabrina cried as she slapped away Vanessa’s hands. “What the fuck?!”

Sabrina opened her eyes to see the smiling Vanessa looking down at her. She immediately gained an annoyed and bitter expression.

“What the fuck do you want, pig?” She asked rudely.

“I see your time here has done little so far to improve your attitude.” Vanessa lectured. “I’ll be sure to let Captain Brooks know.”

“I’m guessing you’re here to use me as a fuck doll like everyone else?” The ginger asked.

“No.” Vanessa said. “Well, not entirely.”

“The Hell do you mean?” Sabrina asked.

“What I want is a rematch.” Vanessa answered. “I was beating your sorry ass when you cheated and drugged me.”

“You should’ve been more prepared.” Sabrina excused. “Some cop you are.”

Vanessa lost her temper and slapped Sabrina across the face.

“Ugh!” Sabrina grunted in pain.

“Watch your cunt-licking mouth, slut!” Vanessa ordered. “I’m in no mood today!”

“So, what?” Sabrina asked. “You came here to take out your frustrations on me?”

“No.” Vanessa said sternly. “As I said, I came here for a rematch and I’m sure you’re more than willing to lock up with me after being forced into submissive roles since you got here.”

Sabrina just sat there with a blank, uninterested expression.

“What’s that look for?” Vanessa asked.

“Nah. I’m not interested.” Sabrina said coldly.

“If you wanna play with me, go ahead but I just don’t think you’re worth the effort of a match.” Sabrina said.

“You little…!” Vanessa growled. “But we never got a proper match! You drugged me while I was dominating you!”

“That only happened because I tired myself out from outfucking your friends just before that.” Sabrina argued. “In a real match, there wouldn’t be any challenge whatsoever.”

“Then prove it!” Vanessa challenged.

“Nah. Not worth the effort.” Sabrina said casually. “Just take out your horniness on me and get on with it.”

Vanessa did not want that. She wanted to prove that she was better than Sabrina.

“But you said I was the hottest of the squad!” Vanessa argued.

“Yes but that was not including Jasmine.” Sabrina said. “Plus, even that guard captain is way hotter than you, anyway.”

Vanessa clenched her fists in anger. She knew the fire-crotched bitch was trying to provoke her and calmed down.

“Well, don’t you at least want some payback for sending you here?” Vanessa asked.

“Why you? Jasmine’s the one to blame more than anyone else.” Sabrina pointed out.

Vanessa was becoming annoyed again. Why is everyone around her so obsessed with the damn raven? Yeah, she’s hot but they act like she’s some other worldly sex goddess. Vanessa decided to try and bait Sabrina into a rematch.

“Would it piss you off to know that Holly’s family bought your entire hotel?” Vanessa taunted.

“What?” Sabrina asked with genuine concern. She had been cut off from the outside world and had no idea about that.

“Oh, did I touch a nerve?” Vanessa mocked. “Would it also interest you to know that all four of us, plus Ben, now live in your penthouse?”

Sabrina looked shocked.

“Yep.” Vanessa confirmed. “And let’s just say, with the way we’ve all been using your old home…The housekeeping really has their work cut out for them.”

Sabrina slowly reacted to what she was being told. Vanessa could tell that she struck a chord but instead of getting angry, Sabrina just gained a sad look and sulked away from Vanessa.

“Just use me as you please and go away.” Sabrina requested.

Vanessa groaned. She wanted Sabrina pissed off, not depressed. At that point, she figured she had no choice but to work out a deal with her for the fight. At first, she thought she could offer up a fight with Olivia and therefore, a chance for a match with Madam Red. Then she remembered that that’s only reserved for the regular inmates and Olivia would never agree to it. She had to think of something. It then came to her but it was risky.

“Tell you what, fire crotch.” Vanessa began. “We have our rematch and if you win…I’ll get you a rematch with Jasmine.”

“What?” Sabrina asked.

“You heard me!” Vanessa said.

“Not interested.” Sabrina said.

“Oh, you’re so full of shit!” Vanessa exclaimed. “I know you want that rematch! I know you loved every second of every one of your fights with her!”

Sabrina said nothing.

“You can’t fool me.” Vanessa said. “I know you want so badly to relive it all. Your G cups compressing against each other, your hands buried in her soft hair, your tongue battling her’s, your pussies sloshing and grinding together and especially the feeling of water surrounding both of you as you do it!”

“What do you get if you win?” Sabrina asked.

“An improvement on a shitty day.” Vanessa said. “Nothing more.”

“When do I get naked with her again?” Sabrina asked.

“We’ll work that out later. IF YOU WIN.” Vanessa specified.

“Fine, bitch.” Sabrina agreed as she got up and began stripping.

“I knew you couldn’t resist.” Vanessa said.

“Does Jasmine even know about this?” Sabrina asked as she got down to her underwear.

“The fuck do you care? Just get naked, you hot bitch!” Vanessa ordered.

Sabrina shrugged her shoulders as the two nymphos began stripping. In truth, Vanessa was iffy about that offer. She and Jasmine were barely on speaking terms as is and she was definitely not in any position to ask her any favors. She felt bad but she was also confident that she could win and that would be the end of it. The two quickly ditched their underwear and were now in the buff. Their goddess-like bodies on full display. The two just ogled each other for a little bit before Vanessa broke the awkward silence.

“Before we start, there’s something we need to address.” Vanessa began. “Just a minute ago, you were sulking around, feeling sorry for yourself. How do I know you’ll be properly motivated? I want to fuck you down at your very best.”

“Does this convince you?” Sabrina asked rhetorically.

Before Vanessa could respond, Sabrina pounced on her and the two wrestled around the padded cell with Sabrina ending up on top. She quickly brought their slutty cunts into alignment and closed her eyes with euphoria as she began fiercely rubbing into Vanessa.

“Aghhh!!” Vanessa grunted.

Sabrina then reached down to fondle her rival’s perky G-cups, pressing her thumbs against the brunette’s nipples as she fucked her helpless opponent. The ginger used her legs to fasten Vanessa’s own legs down, preventing her from escaping.

“Aw, why are you trying to get away?” Sabrina asked in a sarcastically offended tone. “I thought you wanted to fuck.”

“Just you wait, cunt! Ugh!” Vanessa threatened through grunting.

“You have such a dirty mouth.” Sabrina said. “I think it could use some cleaning from mine.”

Sabrina then lowered herself on top of Vanessa, their amazing tits compressing together as the evil ginger jammed her tongue down the brunette’s throat. The room echoed with the sound of lips popping and spitty kissing as Sabrina’s tongue dominated Vanessa’s mouth.

“Mmmmm…” Sabrina moaned lustfully, wanting her opponent to hear how much she enjoyed dominating her.

“Mmmm!!!” Vanessa moaned desperately, trying to fight back with her own tongue and failing.

Sabrina slipped her hands up into Vanessa’s dark brown locks, burying her fingers in the silky tresses as she continued to tongue the brunette down. Vanessa brought her own hands into Sabrina’s hair in retaliation. Their lower lips kissed just as heated as their upper lips but Sabrina clearly held the advantage there too. She cooed as she felt their pusy juice coalesing between them and their suckable nipples piercing their soft areolas. They opened their eyes, still not breaking their vicious make out session as they stared daggers into each other’s souls.

Sabrina pulled her pelvis back and then smashed back into Vanessa’s twat in a brutal tribbing session. Sabrina loved seeing her rival wince her eyes every time she did it. She was tempted to start fantasizing that she was fighting her arch enemy instead but she meant it when she said she found Vanessa hot too. She also missed actually being able to play the game much more than thought so before. Vanessa felt her first climax of the match closing in on her and knew she was in no position to stop it. She just braced herself for it.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!” The brunette shrieked into Sabrina’s dominant mouth as she came.

Her cunt shot its fluids straight up the evil ginger’s, making her coo with delight. The pleasurable feeling of that combined with the instantaneous ego boost was what every nympho loved about driving an orgasm out of her opponent. As Vanessa finished cumming, Sabrina finally released her and they broke apart, hyperventilating.

“You still not convinced yet, you fine piece of pussy?” Sabrina asked tauntingly. “Cause I’ve got plenty more where that came from.”

“Fine, bitch. You convinced me.” Vanessa admitted. “You really want to grind pussies with Jasmine again, huh?”

“Oh, don’t be all high and mighty with me, Ms. Piggy.” Sabrina complained. “You’re just as hot for her as I am. Only difference is that I actually managed to beat her at least once!”

“Out of pure luck!” Vanessa argued. “And it was thanks to me that she stopped feeling sorry for herself and whipped your pussy to Kingdom Come!”

Sabrina gained a surprised look.

“Oh, so to some extent, I do have you to thank for all this?” Sabrina asked rhetorically. “Well, I guess you were right. I can take some revenge after all. But you’re just the appetizer before the main course.”

“Too bad you’ll be too full long before then.” Vanessa said.

The brunette then got up and pounced on Sabrina, quickly bringing her to the padded ground with herself on top. Smiling at herself now having the advantage, Vanessa grabbed Sabrina’s left leg and held it against her shoulder as she began to scissor her opponent in an L-shaped position.

“Ugh!” Sabrina grunted.

“That’s right, bitch!” Vanessa bragged. “This feel familiar to you at all?! No drugs to save your cowardly ass this time!”

“Is that all you’ve got?” Sabrina taunted.

Vanessa glared and kept fucking Sabrina with everything she had. Sabrina tried her best to grind back but the awkward position she was in made it rather difficult. The girls’ hair and perky breasts bounced around as they tribbed viciously, Vanessa flexing her shapely ass to grind harder into the ginger. At this point, she hated Sabrina almost as much as Jasmine did. That was at least one thing she had in common with her raven haired rival. She loved the feeling of her labia brushing against her opponent’s but not as much as she loved the sights and sounds of Sabrina’s reactions to the pleasure that Vanessa was dishing out on her.

She lived for those blushing cheeks, the grit teeth, the wincing eyes and the grunting and groaning. All imagery which appealed massively to any nympho’s ego. She needed this now more than ever. She hated to admit it but Sabrina was not wrong when she accused Vanessa of challenging her just to take out her frustrations. However, here she was, fucking Sabrina’s daylights out and her own troubling anxieties away. She actually almost hoped that her argument with Jasmine would descend into another sexfight itself but she was just too prideful at the time.

She reached down to grope and paw at Sabrina’s lovely tits, digging her fingers in nice and deep, before squeezing them and then squishing them together, making sure that her nipples dragged against each other. She continued to trib the ginger, using her other leg to secure Sabrina’s free leg.

“Agghh!!!” Sabrina moaned.

Vanessa dipped her head down to suckle at her opponent’s nipples, waving her tongue around the little buds, using her hands to press them together so she could lick both at the same time. Sabrina was overwhelmed with pleasure and could not help but feel her own first orgasm of the battle coming on. She braced herself for it.

“Oh! Ah! Fucking…BIIITTTTTCCCCHHHH!!!!” Sabrina shrieked as she came violently straight up Vanessa’s vaginal canal.

Vanessa brought her lips down on top of Sabrina’s to silence her as she felt the ginger’s warm fluids swim up her pussy. As she looked down at her hyperventilating opponent, watching her jubblies slightly jiggle with each heavy breath, the brunette decided that she wasn’t done with the evil bitch. She grabbed hold of Sabrina’s thighs and pried them open, spread eagle, revealing her rival’s plump, ripe, red pudenda. Vanessa couldn’t help but to lick her lips at the scrumptious looking clam. She dove her tongue in nice and deep, letting the ginger’s savory secretions smash into all sides of her tongue like tidal waves.

“Ohhh!!” Sabrina cried as Vanessa dined on her snatch.

Vanessa loudly slurped and slobbered all over her prey as she continued her onslaught of cunnilingus on her helpless opponent. She wished that Jasmine could see her right now and hoped the raven would feel jealousy at seeing her ginger nemesis being dominated by another nympho. As the brunette’s tongue slowly and lustfully swam throughout Sabrina’s cunt, she began to feel yet another orgasm beginning to rear its ugly head. She tried to hold it back down but Vanessa’s tongue was just too skilled. It felt so warm, wet, springy and spongy inside of her. She could handle no more and she came.

“AGGGGHHHH!!!!!” The evil redhead shrieked as her juices came bursting out all over Vanessa’s beautiful face, seeping into her dark brown hair.

The brunette finally released Sabrina, letting her hyperventilate, her flowing, fiery orange hair fanning out behind her on the padded cell floor. Vanessa then got on top of her and began kissing her passionately once again, sharing Sabrina’s own flavor with her through her lustful tonguing of the ginger’s mouth. She broke the kiss.

“See what you missed out on by pulling the shit you did in the tunnel?” Vanessa mocked. “Just make it easier on both of us and give in. Enjoy being pleasured by the better woman.”

“Fuck…you…” Sabrina said in between her heavy breathing.

“What do you think I’ve been doing all this time?” Vanessa asked tauntingly. “Well, if you insist…”

Vanessa once again sealed Sabrina’s mouth off with her own and quickly aligned their slick twats together before relentlessly grinding into her again. She forced all of her weight down on her rival to hold her still as she fucked her. She could not get enough of the feeling of Sabrina’s pussy giving into and being thoroughly, dominately fucked by her own. Vanessa absolutely loved sexfighting in general but the more she hated the bitch, the more fun she had humiliating her.

Vanessa passionately sucked on her opponent’s tongue, making popping and slurping sounds as she did, not giving Sabrina any opportunity to suck her own tongue back. Their tits pressed against each other like two water balloons being squished together, their nipples penetrating their opponent’s areola beautifully. Their clits came out of their hoods, nice and hard and ready to play and Vanessa immediately seized the opportunity to grind them together.

“Mmmmmm!!!” Sabrina yelped, muffled by Vanessa’s tongue.

Their pulsating little buds of pleasure mashed into each other with all of their strength. Sabrina tried her damndest to retaliate against the dominant cunt but it was clear as day who held the advantage in this pussyfight. She tried to turn her head away to escape Vanessa’s forceful kiss and give herself a break from this incredible pleasure but Vanessa’s mouth and tongue followed hers at every single turn, giving her no room to breathe both figuratively and literally.

Vanessa was in nympho heaven. She had actually wanted this ever since the day Sabrina pulled a fast one on her in that damn tunnel. She yearned to see her arrogant face contorted in pleasure and humiliation. Sabrina’s insufferable arrogance and narcissism made it all the more gratifying. She really was an evil version of Jasmine. Same hot body, same nymphomaniacal tendencies, same overinflated ego and same superiority complex. The brunette felt all of her anxieties melting away as she fucked the living daylights out of the ginger bitch.

Suddenly, she felt her own inferiority complex begin to deteriorate and fall apart as she felt Sabrina’s movements signal yet another oncoming climax. She held her helpless opponent down as hard as she could, wanting to savor this one. And finally…it happened and Vanessa released her mouth, wanting to hear her scream and boy, did she get what she wished for.

“UGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Sabrina let out as yet again, her orgasmic fluids shot up into Vanessa, who enjoyed every single second of that feeling, both physically and mentally.

“I think you’ve enjoyed my skills enough for one day, bitch.” Vanessa said arrogantly. “Time for you to give something in return.”

The brunette then got up and sat her sweet ass right on Sabrina’s still panting and blushing face.

“Go right ahead and put your cocky mouth to good use for once, cunt!” Vanessa ordered harshly.

Sabrina had no choice but to obey. She brought her hot, wet tongue out to lap at her rival’s sweet, juicy tang. Vanessa winced her eyes as she felt it penetrate her inner labia, swimming up and down inside her as Vanessa’s vaginal canal slowly squeezed and constricted the pink intruder.

“Oh, yeaaahhh…” Vanessa moaned. “About time you did something right. I guess you’re good for something after all.”

Vanessa sat on Sabrina’s face so tightly that that was nowhere else for her tongue to go other than Vanessa’s cunt. All that tribbing from a bit ago worked Vanessa up a storm down there and Sabrina knew this, so she kept it up as best she could, knowing it would not take long until Vanessa would cum and give her a chance for payback. Sabrina continued, licking as hard and fast as she could, looking up at Vanessa’s cocky face enjoying all of it. She brought her hands up and seized Vanessa’s firm, thick ass for leverage, letting the meat of her cheeks absorb her fingers.

“Ohhh…” Vanessa moaned. “You keep this up and I might just keep coming back here again, you gorgeous cum dumpster.”

Sabrina then had enough of Vanessa’s arrogance and began nibbling at her rival’s labia.

“Ugh!” Vanessa grunted. “You cunt-munching little whore!”

Sabrina would not let go and Vanessa quickly became overwhelmed from all the stimulation. She then suddenly realized what she had done and tried to get away but Sabrina maintained both a manual and oral vice grip on her. The ginger’s tongue continued to penetrate her with all her power and Vanessa began to feel her next climax approaching her. She cursed herself for putting herself into such a vulnerable position just to humiliate Sabrina but it was far too late now.

“OHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The brunette cried as her dam burst, showering Sabrina with her fluids, most of which she swallowed like the cumslut she was.

Vanessa finally pulled away, blushing and panting as Sabrina’s face was coated with her cum. The evil redhead then ran straight into Vanessa and wrestled her to the ground, holding her elbow right under Vanessa’s chin, an evil grin on her face.

“My, how the tables have turned.” Sabrina teased. “You’re not bad, pig but this is nothing compared to any of my matches with Jasmine. Let me show you just how out of your league you really are!”

She then flipped Vanessa backwards and stood her up. Sabrina pushed her back, making her upper half fall forward. Vanessa could immediately tell where this was heading. Sabrina took one hand and used it to tightly yank Vanessa’s long, luscious brown hair.

“Ugh!” Vanessa grunted.

“Now let’s see how you like it!” Sabrina announced.

The ginger then proceeded to brutally hump into the brunette from behind, fuckong her doggy style. Vanessa’s face was pressed up against the padded wall of the cell as Sabrina viciously and mercilessly dominated her. She felt Sabrina’s warm, wet cunt burrow into her own as her opponent stopped to tightly rub into her with each hump. The domination was not as damaging to her pride as the knowledge that Vanessa had no one but herself to blame for the position she was in right now.

Sabrina took her time, clearly enjoying humiliating Vanessa, just as Vanessa had clearly enjoyed humiliating her just a minute ago. The two hot nymphos winded their eyes and grit their teeth with each hump. Vanessa felt all of her previous confidence from just minutes ago shrivel up and die. Sabrina’s humps each felt like shotgun blasts of pleasure straight into her and each one made her feel more and more physically and emotionally drained. Vanessa simply could not fathom how Sabrina was able to put up such a fight after the sexual onslaught she had just dished out on her. The helpless brunette quickly felt her orgasm approaching fast and braced herself, knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop it or even slow it down.

“Agh! Ugh! FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!!” Vanessa screamed as her climax smashed into her like a truck.

Immediately as her orgasm began to die down, Sabrina tossed her into the padded floor, not giving her a moment to catch her breath. She then grabbed the brunette’s smooth legs and rested them on top of both her shoulders. Once again, Vanessa knew right away where this was going and once again, all she could do was brace for impact.

“Ohhhh!!” Vanessa moaned.

Sabrina had smashed her cunt into her rival’s again, this time slower and more gentle but every bit as sexually devastating. The twisted ginger seemed to want to take her time and slowly enjoy humiliating Vanessa this time around.

“You like that?” Sabrina asked tauntingly. “This is just a small taste of what I’ll do to Jasmine once she comes around here.”

Vanessa was still panting and hyperventilating as if she was having an asthma attack, even though she didn’t have asthma. She felt so overpowered by both Sabrina’s domination and her own rapidly increasing fatigue. At this point, she felt all hope of winning this match slowly slip away. Something about the way that Sabrina fucked her was just so mentally defeating. She now began to understand why Jasmine was put into such a state after losing to her just a single time.

So soon after her last orgasm, Vanessa very quickly began to feel another one immediately coming back on. She could not believe this. Was she really so outmatched and was all that domination of Sabrina on her part just a bit ago nothing but pure, dumb luck? She had no time to come to any kind of conclusion before her climax once again hit her like a steamroller.

“Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhh…” Vanessa moaned once again. Unlike the last orgasmic scream, this one was not loud and powerful but weak and dejected.

Sabrina cooed and smiled as she felt Vanessa slowly cum into her pussy. She then released the brunette, who was clearly on the verge of losing consciousness. Her ruthless enemy showed her no mercy and she lowered her head down to lap at and lick Vanessa’s bright red pussy, still oozing with cum. Sabrina slowly and sloppily scooped out all of Vanessa’s remaining secretions into her slutty mouth before swallowing it all as the defeated brunette soon faded into unconsciousness.

Sometime later, neither of them knew how long, Vanessa had woken up, still groggy and achy. She felt a warmth on her side and saw Sabrina cuddled up next to her, caressing her soft skin and kissing at her neck.

“Oh, you’re awake.” Sabrina acknowledged. “I couldn’t call the guards without it looking like I hurt you, so I just played with your hot body while you were out.”

“Bitch…” Vanessa said weakly.

“Oh, I’m a bitch, alright.” Sabrina admitted. “A better bitch than you could ever hope to be. Just like Jasmine is too.”

“Shut up…” Vanessa groaned.

“Truth hurts, huh?” Sabrina mocked. “I guess you were right. I didn’t need to tranq you after all. Some cop and some leader you turned out to be.”

“I said shut your cock-guzzling sewer, cunt!” Vanessa said stronger than before.

“That’s the thing.” Sabrina said. “I don’t take orders from bitches I’ve outfucked. You lost. Tell Jasmine I’ll be ready whenever. I could use a challenge from a real nympho after such a pitiful display.”

Vanessa wanted to insult her back but she was too exhausted both physically and emotionally to do so. She just got up, got dressed and left as Sabrina smiled at her arrogantly. As she left, her already low confidence from when she arrived was now even worse than before. And on top of that, she had to deal with Jasmine’s reaction to Vanessa losing the wager. She just hoped this was all a dream but it wasn’t. She has never felt so weak and insignificant. She checked the time. The fight had lasted about five hours, including her post-fuck coma. She sighed, dreading what was going to come next.

Part 3

The haunting silence of the drive home gave Vanessa time to reflect. This was the second time in less than a week that she did something incredibly stupid that she would never normally do only for it to blow up in her face. First, challenging Tamara right in her office only to receive a near soul-removing kiss and then using Jasmine as a bargaining chip to fight Sabrina only to lose and erase all doubt in the brunette’s mind about being inferior to the ginger. She hasn’t felt this low since her original encounter with Las Brujas and on top of all of that, she still had to work with the others to face those freaks again.

A part of her wanted to just pretend the whole thing never happened and tell Sabrina to go fuck herself. No one would believe that psycho over her anyway. However, Vanessa was not the kind of person to back out of a deal or run away from things that were 100% her fault. Besides, would it really be so bad? Jasmine beat Sabrina before and she can do it again. As she pulled into the hotel parking lot, though, her heart sank. She didn’t want to do this but she knew that she had to. No running away. 

She entered the hotel elevator and used her special keycard to gain access to the penthouse. As she left, she could smell the dinner that Holly made. As she entered the dining room, she saw that everyone was about to get up and leave, having just recently finished their meal. The others all turned their heads to look at Vanessa’s dejected face.

“Hey, where you been all day?” Nicole asked. “You just missed dinner.”

“Don’t worry.” Holly said. “I saved you some leftovers.”

“Thanks but I’m in no mood to eat right now.” Vanessa said sadly.

“Is everything okay?” Ben asked.

“No.” Vanessa answered, rolling her eyes down in shame. “I did something really stupid.”

Jasmine, who had been uncomfortably ignoring her until now, looked up at Vanessa, likely expecting an apology.

“Look, I…” Jasmine started.

“No. It isn’t that.” Vanessa interrupted. “I did something really stupid while I was out today and I need to get it off my chest right now.”

“What is it?” Jasmine asked with a half worried, half angry tone.

“Do you want us to leave?” Ben asked.

“No.” Vanessa said. 

She then shamefully recanted the whole thing to the others as they sat down to listen. The looks in their eyes said it all.

“You did what?!” Jasmine yelled.

“Are you fucking nuts?!” Nicole yelled.

“I didn’t think I would lose, okay?!” Vanessa said defensively.

“Of course you wouldn’t! You always think you’re so superior to others!” Jasmine yelled.

“Oh and you’re just a paragon of humility yourself!” Vanessa shot back. “What do you care, anyway? You can just kick her ass again.”

“That’s not the point!” Jasmine argued. “You don’t make bets concerning people behind their back!”

“Yeah, how would you like it if she did that to you?!” Nicole agreed.

“Aren’t you two overreacting a bit?” Holly asked, much calmer than the others. “It’s not that big a deal.”

“Easy for you to say when she didn’t rope you into her own pathetic little ploy to convince herself that she’s better than Jasmine!” Nicole shouted.

“Well, maybe if Jasmine didn’t act like an arrogant cunt all the time, she wouldn’t feel that way!” Holly said, raising her voice too.

“You wanna repeat that?!” Jasmine asked angrily.

“You heard what I said!” Holly said. “You can’t go ten minutes without acting like you’re hot shit!”

“Oh, now you have an inferiority complex too?” Nicole asked.

“Sorry that some of us aren’t obedient little simps like you!” Vanessa yelled.

“At least I can show some loyalty to the woman that saved the lives of everyone in this room!” Nicole argued.

“Please, I was the one who convinced Vanessa not to bust your ungrateful asses when we found you in that safe house!” Holly argued.

“Well, if you’re gonna be like that, maybe I should’ve just saved Nikki and let you two bitches up there to starve!” Jasmine yelled.

“And maybe I shouldn’t have listened to Holly and just thrown you two cunts in the clink and the two of us could’ve beaten Sabrina ourselves!” Vanessa yelled.

“Oh, cause it worked out so well for you this time!” Nicole shouted.

“Umm…” Ben interrupted nervously. “Maybe we should all take it down a notch, girls…”

“STAY THE FUCK OUT OF THIS!!!” All four of them screamed at him.

Ben’s heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t even remember the last time Jasmine got mad at him, so he figured this was way too hot. He just quietly left the room. 

“Look, all I’m saying is that you don’t do shit like this behind my back!” Jasmine said. “I’d still be mad even if you won!”

“I admit it was stupid of me to do that but you’re acting like I stabbed you in the back!” Vanessa said.

“Because you did!” Nicole argued.

“Oh, boo fucking hoo!” Holly mocked. “So, she has to teach that ginger cunt a lesson again! Just one more thing for her to brag about!”

“She’s not worthy!” Jasmine argued. “And neither are you two!”

“What are you saying?” Holly asked.

“I’m saying that there’s gonna be some changes around here!” Jasmine announced. “From now on, only friends who don’t go behind my back and pimp me out as a bargaining chip will get the honor of enjoying my hot body!”

Nicole smiled at her.

“Oh, please forgive us your majesty!” Vanessa said sarcastically. “We simply cannot imagine our lives without you using us as fucktoys! We have nothing else to live for!”

“Do you really think this entire team revolves around you?” Holly asked. “You’d still be a miserable sap in bed if not for Vanessa!”

“And even if it was two-on-one, you bitches wouldn’t stand a chance against Sabrina!” Jasmine yelled. “I know that better than anyone and now, so does Vanessa!”

“Oh, you wanna be like that?” Vanessa asked rhetorically. “Both of you can go fuck yourselves!”

Vanessa left for her room as Holly quickly followed her.

“Don’t let her out of your sight, blondie.” Nicole sarcastically advised. “She’ll end up selling your cunt to some weirdo just to feel better about herself.”

“I’d tell you not to mouth off to your queen for fear of getting your head bitten off but she’ll be putting your mouth to so much use, you won’t get a chance!” Holly mocked.

Jasmine and Nicole left for Jasmine and Ben’s room. Upon entering, Jasmine found a note on the bed that said the following:

“Decided to go out for a bit until the heat dies down. I’m guessing only Holly and Nicole’s bed will be available, so I’ll sleep there tonight. I know you girls will get past this, so take all the time you need.”

Jasmine frowned upon reading that. She felt bad for snapping at him, even though the others did it too.

“Hey, don’t give me that look.” Nicole said encouragingly. “Why don’t we take our minds off of things?”

“Might as well.” Jasmine said, regaining her smile. 

The two former thieves stripped down and quickly began fucking their unhappiness out of each other. The bedroom was quickly filled with the sounds of grunting, kissing, lips popping and feminine moaning. 

Meanwhile…

Vanessa had crawled into her bed and Holly had quickly joined her. For a while, there was an uncomfortable silence as the two beauties lay in bed. Their minds are clearly racing. Someone had to break the awkwardness eventually and that someone was Holly.

“You sure you don’t want to talk?” Holly asked.

Vanessa sighed and turned around to spoon the younger girl.

“I caused this today…” Vanessa admitted shamefully. “I’m sorry, Holl.”

“It’s Jasmine’s fault.” Holly reassured her. “She shouldn’t have screwed you over like that to begin with. And on top of that, it’s Tamara’s fault for freaking you out in the first place.”

“Thanks.” Vanessa said, cuddling into the blonde. “I’d thank you in a better way but I’m just burnt out today.”

“I understand.” Holly said. “We’ll bust those narco bitches ourselves. We were cops way before they were anyway.”

“Yeah.” Vanessa said with uncertainty. “We’ve got this.”

The two cuddled as they slowly drifted into a nice, mind-clearing nap. 

Meanwhile…

Ben had gone out into a local bar to get away from the warzone that his home had become. He knew the girls would move on eventually and then kiss, make up and then much more than that but for now, he figured it was best to let them settle this themselves. He had a feeling this would happen at some point. Living with four hyper competitive, prideful women is a conflict waiting to happen. He sat at the bar, ordering a martini. Suddenly, he heard a very low, sultry voice in his ears from behind.

“Make that on me, will you?” The voice asked the bartender.

“Whatever you say, pretty lady.” The bartender said.

Ben turned his head and the most voluptuous and beautiful black woman was standing right there. She wore a nice, office-like skirt, seductive glasses like the ones Vanessa usually wears and her long, dark hair was in a ponytail down just past her shoulders. Under different circumstances, Ben would probably consider himself the luckiest man on Earth right now.

“Hey, handsome. I’m Tamara.” She introduced herself. 

“I appreciate the drink and all but I’m sorry to say that I’m a married man.” Ben said.

“Oh, I can tell.” Tamara said. “Girl trouble?”

“How’d you know?” Ben asked.

“I can always tell.” Tamara said as she sat down next to him. “Why don’t you tell me about it, sweetie?”

“What are you, my therapist?” Ben asked sarcastically.

“It can never hurt to talk to someone.” Tamara said.

If Jasmine saw this, especially in her current mood, she’d drag Tamara all the way back to the penthouse just to throw her off the balcony. However, she wasn’t here, so Ben figured what she didn’t know won’t hurt her. 

“Truth is, it’s more like trouble with four girls.” Ben confessed.

Tamara went wide-eyed, as if she didn’t already know.

“Well, aren’t you a lady killer?” Tamara teased.

“Well, they’re more like friends.” Ben clarified. “Although, tonight they certainly don’t seem to be very close.”

“Well, that’s not surprising.” Tamara said. “We women can be vicious sometimes.”

“You’re telling me.” Ben agreed. “Honestly, they’re all acting like idiots and I think if I just give them time, they’ll realize that.”

“Why not just tell them that yourself?” Tamara asked. 

There was a pause and they both laughed.

“If I was tired of living, there’d be better ways than that.” Ben said.

“Your girls seem like they’re something.” Tamara said.

“They are.” Ben said. “In fact, I have pretty much all of them to thank for saving my life.”

“Really?” Tamara asked, playing dumb

“Yeah.” Ben said. “Which makes it all the more frustrating to have to just sit here and wait for them all to unfuck themselves.”

“Well, you can always let me take your mind off of it.” Tamara offered. “None of your ladies back home have to know.”

Ben became uncomfortable.

“Four girls is already more than most men can ever dream of.” Tamara said. “What’s the harm in one more?”

She reached for Ben’s finger and began to slide off his wedding ring before he pulled back and slid it back on.

“No!” Ben said firmly. “Whether they’re being pains in the asses or not, I have the best Wife in the world back home and three other amazing girls who’ve all put themselves through Hell for me! I won’t go behind their backs like that! I appreciate the talk and everything but if you want anything more, you’ll have to look somewhere else!”

Tamara smiled.

“You’re a good man.” She said. “I can see why your girls are so dedicated to you.”

Ben calmed down, and realized he had just been tested. 

“Thank you.” He said, sitting back down. 

“I wish the best for all of you but I think it’s time I get going.” Tamara said. “Goodbye, Ben.”

“Goodbye, Tamara.” Ben said. 

Just as the ebony Goddess left, Ben realized that he never told her his name. He got up to ask her how she knew but she was already gone. Was that woman a psychic or something? Then, he remembered that Vanessa told him that the new Chief’s name was Tamara. He then dismissed that idea, asking himself what the odds of that are and went back to his drink. As Tamara left the building, she received a text message and quickly read through it. She gained a more serious expression as she did so. She knew that now was the worst time possible for this given that 732 was on the verge of falling apart but there were no other options. She would wait until tomorrow, though. Maybe by then, they’ll cool off at least a little.

As it got late, Ben returned home and was immediately greeted with the sounds of Jasmine and Nicole fucking. Sounds he had become so accustomed to, that he could always tell which girl was which just by listening. He rolled his eyes as he realized that his predictions about the night were completely spot on. He quickly took a shower and then laid himself in Holly and Nicole’s bed. The only bed that was not taken by anyone that night. He wondered how many times the two younger girls went at each other in that bed. He quickly drifted off to sleep, though, dreaming of getting to watch the girls make up with each other when it would all be over. 

The next day came around, with Ben waking up later than the others due to his drinking. As he got up, the familiar smell of Holly’s cooking coming from the kitchen greeted him and he quickly got up for breakfast. As he entered the kitchen, he noticed that only Vanessa and Holly were in the kitchen. He had to stop himself from sighing upon realizing that.

“Morning.” Holly said.

“Same.” Ben said. “I’m almost afraid to ask but where are…”

“Out to eat.” Vanessa interrupted. 

Ben sighed.

“Are we really doing this?” Ben asked.

“Guess so.” Holly said. 

“Can’t you girls work things out the way you always do?” Ben asked.

“Oh, yeah. You missed the last part.” Holly said.

“Huh?” Ben asked confusingly.

“Your oh so humble Wife cut both of us off from that.” Vanessa said.

“You can’t be serious.” Ben said.

“You can ask her yourself when she gets back.” Holly said. “Assuming she’s not out making bets involving you behind your back.”

“Can I just have breakfast please?” Ben asked.

Holly slid his plate over to him.

The three of them ate and as they rested up and digested, they heard the door open. Jasmine and Nicole came walking in. There was a bit of an awkward silence.

“Honey…” Jasmine said to Ben in a sorry tone. “About last night…”

“Just forget about it.” Ben said. “I shouldn’t have gotten involved.”

“Well, I’m glad someone in this place doesn’t overstep their bounds.” Nicole said.

“Bite me.” Vanessa said bitterly.

“You wish.” Nicole shot back.

“Can’t say I’m surprised your queen’s ego is rubbing off on you.” Holly said.

“Does the truth hurt?” Jasmine asked mockingly. 

The girls quickly began yelling at each other and all just became white noise to Ben, who once again decided to leave. His patience with them was rapidly beginning to thin. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. He thought it was strange, considering that you need a special keycard or the owner’s permission to access the penthouse. 

“Anyone gonna get that?” He asked the girls.

“You’re such a sore loser!” Jasmine yelled.

“And you’re just such a graceful winner, aren’t you?!” Vanessa shot back.

“Could you be any more of a drama queen?!” Nicole yelled.

“Could you be any more of a bootlicker?!” Holly shot back.

“Guess not.” Ben said in an annoyed tone. The doorbell rang again. He hoped whoever that was couldn’t hear their bickering.

He went to the door and opened it. On the other side, much to his shock, was Tamara from last night. 

“Hey again, stud.” Tamara said.

“What?” Ben asked in confusion. “How did you even…?”

“I “convinced” the manager to give me a keycard.” Tamara explained. “You men will do anything if we show enough skin, after all.”

“What are you doing here?” Ben asked.

“Just thought I’d check up on my squad.” She answered.

“Wait…” Ben said. “You’re their new Chief?”

“I just wanted to see if you were really as great of a guy as the reports made you out to be. And I was right.” Tamara explained.

“Well, could you..?” Ben began.

“Not mention last night to the others?” Tamara interrupted. “Of course not. Easier for both of us.”

“Thanks.” Ben said. “Although, you came at a pretty bad time.”

The muffled sounds of arguing could be heard.

“It’s okay, hun.” Tamara said. “I know just how to deal with cattiness.”

The two went back into the kitchen while the girls were still bitching at each other. Tamara reached into her purse, pulled an air horn and blew it as loud as she could.

“Ahh!!” They all screamed.

“What the fuck?!” Nicole cursed.

“Jesus…” Holly complained.

“The Hell’s your damage?!” Jasmine whined.

“Chief?!” Vanessa asked. “What are you doing here?”

“Is that how you greet your guest, Nessa?” Tamara lectured.

“Wait, she’s the new Chief?” Nicole asked.

“I knew it! She is hot!” Holly said.

“Oh, you…” Tamara said with mock embarrassment.

“Damn…” Jasmine said, bewildered by the ebony beauty standing in front of her.

“Of course, Vanessa didn’t tell us she was hot.” Nicole said. “Probably wanted her all for herself.”

“Why am I not surprised?” Jasmine asked rhetorically.

“You just see ulterior motives in everything!” Vanessa argued.

“You haven’t exactly proved me wrong lately!” Jasmine said.

“ENOUGH!” Tamara shouted. Her usual relaxed and sassy demeanor vanished. “I didn’t come here to listen to you bimbos bark at each other! This is important!”

The girls all calmed down. Tamara was sweet and flirty most of the time but she was granted the title of Chief for a reason. 

“Why don’t we take this to the living room?” Ben suggested.

He was actually quite impressed with how Tamara got them all to stop acting up. If he tried that, God knows what they’d do. As they entered the living room and all took their seats, the girls couldn’t help but be mesmerized by Tamara’s beauty. Even Vanessa, who had seen her before, was impressed by how gorgeous she was. They all eyed up her voluptuous ass as she walked and as they sat down, their eyes all rested firmly on her smooth, silky legs. And of course, they all paid attention to her incredible cleavage. 

“If you’re all done checking me out, we have some business to attend to.” Tamara announced. “Our insider pinged me last night. La Rubia and La Morena will be hiding out in an old warehouse for at least another week. Conducting business. Our inside girl’s name is Christina. She’ll rendezvous with you at the time you designate. I’m sending you all her contact info right now.”

Tamara texted the info to the other girls.

“Time and numbers are on your side here, girls.” Tamara said. “Christina will be the only guard there since the two wanted to keep a low profile and are pretty capable in their own right. Your strategy is up to you. You have all week to get your bust, assuming you can go that long without killing each other.”

The girls all glared at each other.

“Now, let me make something absolutely clear.” Tamara said. “This is not a competition. You may have a lot of advantages but do not take risks. Las Brujas are a serious threat. Vanessa knows that all too well.”

“What do you mean?” Holly said.

“She didn’t tell you about her past with this group?” Tamara asked.

“No.” Jasmine said firmly. “She didn’t.”

“Of course she didn’t.” Nicole said.

“It was a very traumatic experience for her.” Tamara said. “Don’t be too hard.”

Vanessa rolled her eyes downwards sadly.

“Well, she could’ve told us.” Jasmine said. “We’d understand.”

“Like Hell you would.” Vanessa said.

“Hey, I told you about what happened to me and Ben when you first found us!” Jasmine argued.

“Just to stop me from arresting you.” Vanessa shot back. “You’d do anything to save your own ass.”

“In case you’ve forgotten, she saved all our asses!” Nicole said.

“And I gave you this penthouse!” Holly argued. “So, let’s not measure clits about that.”

“Or what?” Jasmine asked. “You’ll kick us out?”

“Don’t tempt me.” Holly warned. “My family owns this place. You’re only here because I allow it!”

“Your family only owns this place because I did most of the work exposing Sabrina!” Jasmine argued.

“And regardless of the sexfight, that was only possible because of the evidence Holly and I gathered!” Vanessa yelled.

“Which you wouldn’t have been able to gather without my computer skills!” Nicole yelled.

“SHUT UP!!” Ben yelled uncharacteristically, startling everyone, even Tamara.

“No one’s getting kicked out and no one’s leaving!” Ben said firmly. “You all need to get your shit together and start listening to each other!”

The girls calmed down. Jasmine rarely saw her Husband’s assertive side…She found it pretty hot.

“Vanessa…I know it hurts but why don’t you tell us what happened before?” Ben asked. 

Vanessa rubbed her arm in discomfort.

“You’ll feel better once you get it off your chest.” He said gently.

“Not bad, handsome.” Tamara said. “These crybabies could use a man of the house like you.”

Jasmine rolled her eyes at the idea of yet another woman hitting on Ben but she couldn’t deny how irresistible she found Tamara herself.

“Okay…” Vanessa said. “I’ve been holding this in for too long.”

She started her story. Before the other girls came around, Vanessa was the only woman at the precinct but it wasn’t always that way. After graduating from the academy, Vanessa met another cop lady, 30 years old at the time to Vanessa’s then 18. She’d be about Tamara’s age today. Her name was Brooke. Like Vanessa, she was a gorgeous brunette who had also grown up in a rough neighborhood and joined the force for that exact reason. Vanessa quickly idolized her and the two began to bond. Brooke had to seduce Chief Ames into allowing them to be partners. Brooke was like an older sister to Vanessa and taught her everything she knew. Brooke basically was to Vanessa what Vanessa was to Holly.

About a year later, Brooke got an assignment. The Las Brujas cartel had been spotted in the city and their info said that La Malvada’s personal Sicaria was in town. The equally mysterious La Cazadora, The Huntress. Brooke didn’t want Vanessa to hear about the assignment. At the time, Vanessa was young, cocky and overzealous and Brooke knew that, so she didn’t want Vanessa to know. However, she eventually found out anyway and begged Brooke to let her help. Brooke said it would be too dangerous for someone as green as her but Vanessa was stubborn. Eventually, Brooke relented and let Vanessa come along to help. Vanessa still regards that as the biggest mistake she ever made. 

They were told that Cazadora would be alone in an old house, so they went in but the info was bad and the whole thing was a setup. They were ambushed by the Brujas, outnumbered and outgunned. They had no choice but to retreat. They eventually ran out of ammo and could do nothing as the Brujas closed in. They took out rope and a gag as they began to tie Vanessa up, no doubt to kidnap her and make her into one of them. However, Brooke stepped in and made them release Vanessa. Brooke told her to run and she did. Vanessa frantically called for backup but none could make it in time. Their car was too far away since they wanted to make this operation lowkey and knew the car would give them away. There was nothing she could do.

Vanessa ran back in a last ditch attempt to save her but the last time she was Brooke was her being bound and gagged in the back of a black van with a terrified look in her eyes before being carted away. That image will never leave her. Vanessa almost had a mental breakdown out of the guilt. Yes, logic said that it wasn’t her fault and that Brooke would’ve been taken regardless but the fact that Brooke saved her but she couldn’t return the favor will always haunt her. Almost a decade has passed and Vanessa still does not know what happened to Brooke but she knows what Las Brujas do to their female prisoners. Manipulation and torture until they become just as twisted. That’s how they gain most of their new recruits. Vanessa finished her story. The others all looked shocked and horrified. All except Tamara, who knew about all of that beforehand and just had a sad expression.

“Jesus…” Ben said.

“I don’t know what to say.” Holly said.

“You should’ve told us.” Jasmine said coldly. “We don’t keep things like this from each other, no matter how painful.”

“She’s right.” Nicole agreed. “You could’ve prevented all of this mess from happening.”

“That’s what you insensitive cunts have to say to her?!” Holly yelled.

“We’re insensitive?” Jasmine asked. “She’s the one who led us all into this when all she had to do was be straight up with us like a real teammate!”

“You wouldn’t understand.” Vanessa said.

“Yes, we would have!” Jasmine argued.

“No, you fucking wouldn’t!” Vanessa snapped. “And this just proves that!”

“You don’t know the first thing about us, then!” Nicole argued.

“No. I guess we don’t.” Holly said bitterly.

“There was one other thing.” Vanessa said. “I only told this to Holly.”

“Oh, another secret you kept from us, what a surprise.” Jasmine said.

“Shut the fuck up and let her talk!” Holly yelled.

“When Tamara first called me in, she told me one other thing.” Holly began. “That, in her own, personal opinion, Jasmine should be the leader of the squad instead of me.”

“What?!” Holly yelled in Tamara’s direction. “You call yourself a chief when you can’t see an amazing cop right in front of you?!”

Tamara did not react.

“Holl, please…” Vanessa requested. “I didn’t say anything because I was freaked out from the new assignment and I was afraid of all your reactions. So, I wanna know right now, who do you think should be the leader? Me or Jasmine?”

There was an awkward silence. You could cut the tension with a knife.

“Well?!” Vanessa asked angrily.

“Can I just say something?” Jasmine asked. 

“I’m sure you will anyway.” Vanessa said.

“Regardless of my own qualifications or lack thereof to be leader, I just don’t think that a leader should keep all these secrets from her team.” Jasmine said. 

“Well, fuck you too!” Vanessa snapped. “What about the rest of you? I want an answer right now!”

No one answered for fear of already making the conflict even worse than what it was.

“Nothing?!” Vanessa yelled. “That’s the same thing as just saying Jasmine, you know!”

Still silent. Vanessa gained a flustered and hurt expression. 

“FINE!!!” Vanessa screamed. “If you all can’t just say yes or no to my face, then I guess you don’t want me after all!”

Vanessa took out her wallet and removed her badge, slamming it onto the floor.

“I FUCKING QUIT!!!!” Vanessa screamed, sounding like she was holding back tears before storming out of the room.

“Vanessa, wait!” Holly begged but it was too late. She looked back at the others all angrily. 

“I hope you’re all fucking happy now!” Holly said angrily before following Vanessa.

The others just stood there in sad silence. Tamara sighed.

“I’m sorry.” She said. “I shouldn’t have told her those things. I thought she needed some constructive criticism and light a fire under her. That she’d be inspired to prove me wrong and face the Brujas but all I did was tear 732 apart.”

“It’s not your fault, ma’am.” Jasmine said. “It’s Vanessa’s. She shouldn’t have been so sensitive.”

“Jazz, that’s awfully cold, don’t you think?” Ben asked.

“All I know is that we don’t keep that shit away from each other.” Nicole said. “She thinks we’re all a bunch of insensitive neanderthals but we would’ve supported her. She should have had more faith in us.”

“I can get someone else to go after the Sicarias.” Tamara suggested.

“No.” Jasmine said firmly. “Nicole and I can handle this ourselves, like we always have even before we became cops.”

“Yeah…” Nicole said with a bit of a sad tone. “Just the two of us…”

“Whatever you say.” Tamara said. “Well, I’ve told you everything now. Again, you have all week to make your move. Just be prepared…I don’t want another Brooke on my hands.”

“Don’t worry.” Jasmine said. “I might even be able to handle those bitches all by myself.”

Nicole was hurt by what Jasmine said but kept her mouth shut. Things were already bad enough as is. Tamara left and the penthouse was now as quiet as a ghost town…

Part 4

The uncomfortable atmosphere overpowering the penthouse had lasted well into the night. Jasmine and Nicole still shared their bed with Ben while Holly had gone into her and Nicole’s former room, as she felt Vanessa wanted some alone time. Still, she had trouble sleeping. Too depressed. While she was still angry at Jasmine and Nicole for the way they treated Vanessa, she was rather depressed over the current state of the team. It was falling apart even after everything they had all been through. Holly left her room for the kitchen for a quick midnight snack to clear her mind. Suddenly, she heard a door open and saw Nicole leaving Jasmine and Ben’s room for the living room. Curious, she followed Nicole and saw her pull out her phone. She snuck up behind the redhead.

“Can’t sleep either?” Holly asked right in her ear. 

Nicole almost jumped out of her sexy skin.

“You bitch!” She whisper yelled.

“What are you doing?” Holly asked.

“Not here.” Nicole said.

She clearly did not want to wake the others up. The two younger girls got dressed, went into the elevator and walked towards Nicole’s car in the parking lot. Nicole unlocked it and the two went inside. 

“What’s so important that you have to go all the way out here just to tell me?” Holly asked.

“I’m going after those narco cunts!” Nicole announced.

“Now?” Holly asked.

“Yes!” Nicole answered firmly.

“Alone?” Holly asked.

“Yes.” Nicole answered more solemnly.

“Without Jasmine? Why?” Holly asked.

“After you left, she said…She told Tamara that she could handle those sicarias all by herself…right in front of me.”

“Ouch.” Holly said.

“You were right, okay.” Nicole admitted. “She thinks the rest of us are just her sidekicks.”

“I think you owe someone an apology.” Holly said.

“Vanessa still shouldn’t have pulled all that shit.” Nicole argued. “She should’ve told us everything from the start. We’re a team…or at least we were.”

“It was a very painful memory for her.” Holly argued.

“Well, we would’ve understood. Even Jasmine would have.” Nicole said.

“Do you really believe that after what she said in front of you?” Holly asked.

“I don’t know…” Nicole said, sighing. “But I’m gonna prove to her that I’m not just some cheerleader.”

“So, you’re gonna go behind all our backs and take all the credit?” Holly asked.

“Why not?” Nicole asked. “Seems to be a recurring theme for our broken little task force.”

“You’ll be no better than Jasmine if you try that.” Holly said. “Plus, you heard what happened to Brooke. You don’t stand a chance.”

“I have that double agent girl to help.” Nicole argued.

“You sure she’ll be enough?” Holly asked.

“What point are you trying to make?” Nicole asked.

“I want to go with.” Holly said.

“What?” Nicole asked.

“Vanessa needs a break right now, anyway.” Holly said.

“She quit, remember?” Nicole said.

“She’s just not thinking rationally right now, thanks to our meddling bitch of a new Chief.” Holly said.

“Are you sure?” Nicole asked. 

“Like you said, we’ll have this Christina girl to help out.” Holly said. “And I’m not letting you throw your life away.”

“Fine.” Nicole said.

The redhead pulled her phone out and began texting Christina, letting her know they want to make their move right now. Christina seemed confused/annoyed that they were doing it so late at night but she gave them instructions to wait in the alley next to the building for her. Christina then sent them pics of their targets.

La Rubia. The blondie. As her name suggests, she was a voluptuous blonde with long, flowing, thick hair. She wore a seductive outfit, had black, gothic lipstick, piercing eyeshadow and her tits were easily G cups. Her skin was a light mocha color, befitting her Mexican heritage.

La Morena: The brunette. As her own name suggests, she was a curvy brunette with equally long, thick hair, which was dark brown. Somewhere in between Vanessa and Jasmine in color. She wore bright red lipstick and the same dark eyeshadow as her partner. Her skin was the same light mocha color as her partner too, along with matching G cups. They could almost be twins. 

“I think I’m gonna enjoy interrogating these two.” Holly said.

“Yes.” Nicole agreed. “Many long, sweaty, heated hours of interrogation.”

It was nice for the two to bond again over the idea of grinding with two hot bitches. The drive to their rendezvous with Christina gave them time to think. The last time either of them were in a two-on-two match was when their team first came together in that hotel suite. It felt like a lifetime ago. They had doubts about this. Going behind their partners’ backs and going up against potentially impossible odds but it was too late now. Besides, Jasmine and Vanessa would never work with each other at the moment. They soon arrived at their destination, an old abandoned warehouse. They parked their car far enough away so that it wouldn’t draw any attention and slowly snuck into the alley to the left of the building. They waited intensely for their girl to show up and eventually, she did.

Christina walked up towards them. From what could be seen in the dark, Christina was a thing of beauty herself. 25 years old, making her exactly in the middle of the four 732 girls in age. Her skin was darker than the two sicarias as she appeared to be mestizo. Her hair was jet black, like Jasmine’s and just as long and luscious. She wore a catsuit that highlighted her impressive chest and shapely rear nicely. Under different circumstances, Holly and Nicole would’ve immediately tried to get her into bed but they had a job to do right now.

“Huh?” Christina asked. “I was told there’d be four of you.”

“Change of plans.” Nicole said.

“Why?” Christina asked. “We kinda need all the help we can get.”

“There’s no time to explain.” Holly said. “Just tell us what you know.”

“Alright, alright.” Christina said, sighing. “La Rubia and La Morena are on the top floor as we speak. They plan on setting up shop to increase Las Brujas’ profits in the US and La Malvada just approved their plan. They should be celebrating right about now, so strike fast and catch them off guard.”

Christina handed them a key that would get them into the sicarias’ room on the top floor.

“What will you do?” Holly asked.

“I’d rather not expose myself unless absolutely necessary, so try to handle them on your own.” Christina said. 

“That’s for the best.” Nicole said. “The cartels have a ton of sleeper agents within law enforcement. We need to take advantage of every opportunity we can get for our own sleeper agents.”

“I hope you gringas know what you’re getting yourselves into.” Christina advised. “And good luck.”

“We’ve got this.” Holly said. 

Christina then separated from the two and entered the warehouse, leaving the door open just enough for Holly and Nicole without drawing too much attention. She guided the three up towards the top floor. The warehouse had no working elevators, so they had to use the stairs. As they walked up higher and higher, Christina was about to open the next door to the next floor before she turned towards the other girls.

“Okay.” Christina whispered. “The top floor is next. We have to make this look good if I don’t want to get exposed, so listen up.”

The blonde and redhead both nodded.

“Alright.” Christina began. “I’ll open this door and approach those two bitches, saying I heard something. You two wait here for at least a minute to make it seem like you weren’t following me. Then, you come in and arrest all of us. Put me in the cuffs too. Then, while you’re cuffing them, I’ll “escape” and make a run for it. They know you value them more than some guard, so they’ll be none the wiser. Got it?”

“Got it.” Nicole confirmed.

“Let’s do this.” Holly said.

“Okay…” Christina said.

The mestizo beauty opened the door and approached La Rubia and La Morena, who were stark naked and tribbing in celebration of their newfound place of business and for making La Malvada proud.

“Ohhhhh!!” They both moaned.

“Ma’ams!” Christina said to them in Spanish.

“What the Hell?!” La Rubia complained in Spanish at their fun being interrupted.

“We told you not to disturb us unless it was important!” La Morena scolded also in Spanish.

“It is!” Christina said frantically. “I heard noises coming up the floors!”

“Noises?” Rubia asked. “Ah, you new chicas are always afraid of your own shadows.”

“We’ll check this out, ninyo.” Morena said. “But if it’s nothing, I hope you’re ready for punishment.”

Just as the two sicarias were about to leave, Holly and Nicole came bursting through the door, weapons drawn. 

“Freeze!” Holly yelled.

“You’re all under arrest for affiliation with a drug cartel!” Nicole yelled. “Hands above your heads!”

Christina immediately did as she was told and Holly cuffed her, just as they planned. La Rubia and La Morena, however, did not even budge. They just stared at the two cop babes with sultry looks in their eyes. 

“Are you two fucking deaf?!” Nicole yelled. “I said hands up!”

The sicarias still did not react at all.

“Just do as you’re told and nobody will get hurt!” Holly said, apparently trying to play the good cop.

“Do you really want that?” La Morena asked. 

“The fuck are you on about?” Nicole asked.

“You don’t think we can tell our fellow nymphos apart from ordinary putas?” La Rubia asked rhetorically. “Once you little girls get to our level, you’ll develop a sixth sense for that yourselves.”

Holly pulled Christina back and removed her cuffs just to cuff her to a pipe in the room. Christina gave Holly a look that screamed “What the Hell are you doing?!” This wasn’t the plan but it seemed clear that the two cop babes were at least considering the sicarias’ offer. 

“Are you forgetting who has the guns here?” Holly asked. 

“Plenty of guns around, hot stuff.” La Morena said. “This could get really ugly…or it could get really enjoyable…Why not make this enjoyable instead?”

Holly and Nicole suddenly had blank looks on their faces. Like deer in headlights. Their minds raced along with their hearts. They found themselves getting hotter and hotter under the collar. The two sicarias were irresistible. The seductive looks and sultry, Mexican accented tones coming from them pierced them to their very core. However, the two lady cops weren’t just thinking with their clits. Their pride began to take control as well, mostly because of recent events, thinking of their older partners.

Holly blamed Las Brujas for the state Vanessa was currently in and wanted nothing more than to make them pay. What better way than to show them up at what they treasure most? Nicole desperately wanted to prove herself to Jasmine and show her, as well as herself, that she wasn’t just along for the ride with this. Outfucking these two femme fatales would be undeniable evidence of that. Besides, Tamara specifically picked Task Force 732 because she felt they could beat the Brujas at their own game. The time was now. Holly and Nicole began to relax and lower their weapons. La Rubia and La Morena could tell that they struck a chord with them. 

“Alright.” Holly said with a sly look. “We’ll do it your way, you narco bitches.”

“Happy to hear, you flatfoot cunts.” La Rubia shot back.

The two cop babes began to strip as Christina rolled her eyes internally. She was worried they’d be seduced into this and while she would no doubt enjoy the show, she was also deeply concerned for Holly and Nicole. Rubia and Morena were pure sexual warriors of the highest caliber and while Tamara praised 732’s work, she specified that Jasmine was the best of them. All she could really do in the end was wait and watch.

Holly and Nicole finished stripping and all four nymphos were now stark naked, showing off their voluptuous forms and enthralling G-cup tits. Holly and Nicole had to stop themselves from salivating at the sight of their soon-to-be opponents. In the heat of their internal conflicts, they had almost forgotten how much they loved sexfighting. Rubia and Morena clearly liked what they saw too, judging by how quickly their attitudes towards the intruders changed upon seeing them face to face. 

A tense and hair-raising silence filled the room. It was mostly a standard warehouse room, except for the large, king-sized bed that Rubia and Morena were just tribbing on. All four of their perverted hearts began to race as they slowly stepped closer and closer towards each other. Holly standing parallel to Morena and Nicole standing parallel to Rubia. The cop babes’ bright, pink nipples contrasted nicely with the sicarias’ dark, brown ones. Eventually, at the exact same time, the four nymphos came together. Pink and brown milk buds rolled over each other gloriously.

“Agh!” They all grunted at the spine-chilling contact. 

They were audibly moaning and sighing as they gently swayed back and forth to enjoy the nipple jousting. Christina was getting wet just at the sight of this already. She would start pleasuring herself with her free hand but was afraid of how that would come off to her bosses. Still, the image was an enticing one. She saw Holly and Nicole enjoying the titfight, their hair swaying left to right, sweeping just across their incredible ass cheeks as they did. Christina wished she could move around the room to get a better view. 

La Rubia and La Morena ground their sharpened buds against those of their opponents, smiling deviously while the two cops winced their eyes in pleasure. From that alone, it was obvious who was enjoying this more. Holly and Nicole began to realize this and knew that it couldn’t go on this way forever. They stopped their grinding and stared their Latina rivals down. These two may be drug-peddling scum but goddamn, they were hot and it would make fucking them into pulp all the more satisfying. 

Nicole made the next move, suddenly grabbing the blonde sicaria by her bulbous, bubbly Mexican ass and using her grip to drag Rubia towards her, thus pushing their nipples together even harder. Nicole glared at her opponent while Rubia just smiled casually and grabbed the redhead’s ass in return, giving it a nice, tight squeeze that made Nicole get even wetter down there. Not one to be outdone, Morena grabbed Holly’s ass in turn and pulled the blonde more toward her, smiling with her teeth showing as Holly’s face was more serious and determined. Holly quickly reciprocated the ass grab herself. 

La Rubia made the next move by briefly removing her hand from Nicole’s ass and then smacking it down hard on the redhead’s jiggly cheeks, making them bounce like jello.

“Ugh!” Nicole winced from the spank before retaliating in the same way. 

Holly saw this and did the same to Morena, slapping her fine booty nice and hard. Morena just smiled and closed her eyes in pleasure before gaining a sly expression and spanking Holly in return. This went on for a while until they all silently agreed to stop, not wanting to make their asses red and sore for the remainder of the match. Plenty of time to do that to the losers once it was over. The four of them then rearranged their positions. Now, Holly had pushed La Morena and La Rubia had pushed Nicole until the two of them were ass-to-ass. A unique and titillating experience. 

Nicole couldn’t deny that Morena’s ass felt great on hers. Nice, soft, smooth and fat. Like two fresh apples pushing against her own. Morena began to flex her pelvis, rubbing her butt against the redhead’s. Nicole quickly began doing the same, initiating an assfight. Holly and Rubia turned their heads to get a good look at the show. Damn, what a sight. Holly wondered if Vanessa would be up for something like that with her. She was quickly snapped out of her brief distraction with La Morena began grinding her G-cup breasts into those of Holly, resuming their titfight. Nicole noticed this and began mashing her own tits against La Rubia’s, still not breaking her assfight with La Rubia. 

Christina was in awe. What she was witnessing felt like something out of the Kama Sutra. So hypnotic and alluring. She began to realize that Tamara may not have been exaggerating when she hyped up these 732 girls to her. Still, she knew how skilled Rubia and Morena were but had never seen them take on two bitches together at the same time. This match was only just beginning. The girls continued their titfight-assfight-titfight sandwich, wincing their eyes and biting their sweet, succulent lips from the intoxicating titillation. Each of them could do this all night but again, they all knew that this stalemate would not last forever. 

That being said, neither duo wanted to be the first to break the rhythm they had going. The blondes’ eyes met and through silent communication, they both agreed to take this a step further. They both grabbed their respective opponent’s hair and began tying it together, still sandwiching them. Nicole and Morena were at first confused by the action but quickly got into the groove of it. They liked the idea of not being able to leave this claustrophobic position of female skin. They almost wish there were four more girls here to completely surround them on all sides. They then snapped out of their fantasy and focused back on the task at hand.

Holly and La Rubia pushed themselves closer into the other girls, their nipples stabbing deeper and finally, their lush, burning, smooth and dripping, sopping pussies finally came together ever so lightly and briefly. The girls were breathing heavily, the anticipation was killing them. Rubia brought her lips over to Nicole and less than a second later, Holly matched the other blonde by bringing her face super close to Morena. Their tongues came out of their lips to lick at and caress each other teasingly. They would slide against their opponent in a little sword fight of pink flesh before Holly rammed her tongue down Morena’s throat and Rubia immediately matched her by slipping her own tongue into Nicole’s eager mouth.

Morena and Nicole rubbed their asses up against each other as they ferociously kissed, their brown and red hair waving together in the knot behind them as the room was filled with the sounds of licking, sucking, moaning and slurping. Christina was now aching with horniness from watching this angelic display and wasn’t sure how much longer she could take. Holly and Rubia began to grind harder into their helpless rivals, still tonguing their mouths mercilessly. Their lower lips kissed gloriously as the two sandwiched nymphos were pushed by their opponents into each other. It was like a competition. Whenever Rubia would push Nicole into Morena, thus pushing Holly back a little, Holly would push Morena into Nicole, thus pushing Rubia back a little.

Nicole and Morena would find this annoying if it wasn’t so hypnotizingly kinky. The feeling of their asses pressed together, their hair pulling each other in the little hair puly the other girls made for them and the feeling of slightly stumbling whenever the two dominant girls bashed into them, all the while the brunette and redhead kept sucking on the tongues of the two blondes that continued to trib them standing up. 

“Mmmm…” They moaned as they were dominated.

The two sandwiched girls began to feel their smooth legs becoming gradually weaker and weaker. It got to the point where they just had to give them a rest. Nicole and Morena slowly began to kneel down and Holly and Rubia quickly followed, still not breaking the kiss. The kneeling position made the hair pulling too hard and uncomfortable, so they both laid on their backs as the dominant nymphos laid on top of them. Holly and Rubia continued to grind their juicy cunts into the bottom girls as their tongues still wrestled. The knot holding Nicole and Morena’s hair together came undone and their flowing hair fanned out on the ground and mixed together. 

Holly flexed her hot ass, further tribbing into Morena as Rubia swayed her own fine ass back and forth, grinding into Vanessa. The redhead and brunette were in heaven and soon felt their pleasure building up into an oncoming climax. They braced themselves for internal impact before Holly and Rubia, somehow knowing what was about to happen, finally released their mouths.

“OHHHHHH!!!!” Nicole cried.

“AHHHHHH!!!!” Morena cried. 

Holly and Rubia felt their opponents gush upwards into them, feeling the hot liquid swim up their inner walls gloriously. As their rivals began to pant in their post-orgasmic recovery, the two blondes looked up at each other and came together for a passionate victory kiss, grabbing the back of each other’s heads to pull their rival in for some tongue action. Holly and Nicole had to admit that they were having the time of their lives with the sicarias. After all the stress and emotional baggage of the past couple days, this was exactly what they needed. A good, kinky sexfight. Holly and Rubia broke their kiss as they still rested on top of Morena and Nicole respectively.

“You’re not bad, chica.” Rubia complimented. “But I’m just getting started.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Holly said. “You up for some blonde-on-blonde action?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” Rubia said.

The two of them got up, finally giving the other two some much-needed time to breathe. As Nicole and Morena caught their breath, they got up and turned around to face each other in their lying position with their lower legs and feet in the air, like two teenage girls at a slumber party. 

“It’s a shame we have to bring you junkies in.” Nicole said. “But we’re gonna enjoy this for all it’s worth.”

“Oh, I heard you cumming, puta.” Morena said. “I can end this right now if you want.”

“Oh, you’re that confident, huh?” Nicole asked. “Then why don’t you come here and prove it, bitch?”

“My pleasure.” Morena said.

Christina watched the battling duos switch partners and go off into separate corners of the room. She honestly didn’t know where to look. Both pairs of nymphos quickly started making out with each other. Once again, the sounds of sloppy, passionate kissing and sensual moaning filled the room. The smell of ripe pussy wafted through the air. Eventually, Morena pushed Nicole to the wall on one side of the room while Holly pushed Rubia into the wall on the opposite side of the room, still not breaking their lustful kissing session. Soon, the girls against the wall spread their legs nice and wide, inviting their respective opponents to come and finally go cunt-to-cunt with them. Holly and Morena didn’t need to be asked twice. 

“Ohhhh…” Holly cooed.

“Ahhh…” Morena moaned.

Their wet, smooth, gorgeous pussies came together at last in a glorious collision of fleshy greatness. Holly pulled one of Rubia’s legs up to grind harder against the sicaria while Morena grabbed both of Nicole’s legs and pulled her up, suspending her up against the wall in midair as they fucked. Nicole had to wrap her arms around a support beam to stay elevated as she was tribbed. Christina had to admit that she was impressed by how long the two cop babes were lasting against her bosses and she was actually kind of excited to see how much further this would go. A part of her wanted to join in and help Holly and Nicole too but that was a dumb idea.

Holly watched the other blonde’s face contort with pleasure as she fucked her up against the wall. How each thrust made her G-cups bounce around. Holly’s eyes followed the Latina femme fatale’s brown nipples fly all around in clockwise and counter-clockwise motions with each and every fluid, jiggly movement. She felt Rubia’s hands bury themselves into her thick, sweaty, matted locks. Holly returned the favor as the battling blondes stared deeply into each other’s lustful eyes. They both grinned deviously.

“I always love fucking my fellow blondes.” Rubia said.

“Well, I hope you love getting fucked by your fellow blondes too cause that’s what’s happening right now.” Holly mocked.

“Do your worst, puta.” Rubia challenged.

“You asked for it.” Holly said.

Holly continued her grinding and pressed her own bouncy G-cup tits into Rubia’s. Now, with every thrust, both of their knockers jiggled all around and against each other. An amazing feeling. She brought her lips down on top of the Mexican babe’s and resumed their little tongue war. Meanwhile, Morena seemed to be having the time of her life fucking Nicole. She loved the feeling of pressing the redhead up against the wall, only for her to spring back into her, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body.

“Is that all you’ve got, you narco cunt?” Nicole teased.

“I’m not even close to done, fire crotch.” Morena said seductively. Her sexy Hispanic accent only added to that. 

“I can take it all night and tomorrow.” Nicole shot back.

“As you wish.” Morena said.

The brunette resumed her grinding against her American rival and with each rub, she began to slowly lower Nicole down from her levitated state against the wall until she was now all the way down on the floor but still caught in between the wall and the sicaria’s twat. She tried her best to trib back but it was quite clear who held the more advantageous position in this pussy fight. Holly and Nicole were so invested in the pleasure of the fight that they were caught completely off guard when the atmosphere of the room suddenly took a drastic change. They felt their opponents stop responding to their fucking for some reason and opened their eyes to see what was up. The sicarias now had sadistic and almost terrifying expressions on their faces. 

‘Oh, shit.’ Christina thought to herself. She knew those looks all too well. Her bosses had their fun and were done playing around. Now, it was war. 

Holly and Nicole were about to ask their rivals what was up before both Rubia and Morena, as if communicating with each other telepathically, silenced the white girls’ mouths with their own. The extreme force and power of their tongues was so extreme that Holly and Nicole almost gagged from being kissed so harshly. It was at that exact moment that they realized their mistake. They allowed the sicarias to seduce them and lure them in only to come down on them like the wrath of God when they were least expecting it. As Holly was still reeling from the furious  kiss, Rubia grabbed her and forcefully switched their positions.

Now, Rubia was brutally grinding against and tribbing Holly, who was already overwhelmed by the sheer ferocity of the sexual onslaught. Meanwhile, Morena had gotten on top of Nicole, still pushing her up against the wall and tribbing the helpless redhead like a woman possessed. 

“Mmmm!!” Nicole screamed into her dominant rival’s mouth.

The grinding was beyond draining. Morena’s pussy felt like a cattle prod shocking her cunt with thousands of volts of pleasure. The redhead honestly could not remember the last time she had been fucked so viciously. Not even Sabrina, who was deliberately trying to fuck Nicole into a coma as fast as possible back in the tunnels had been this merciless. Christina watched helplessly as her partners were fucked like common whores and she could do nothing to stop it. She didn’t know why only two of her promised four actually arrived but now she was regretting not demanding that Holly and Nicole drag their partners along with them. Even La Rubia and La Morena would’ve had a Hell of a hard time fighting four against two. Hell, five if Christina joined in.

Suddenly, both Holly and Nicole felt their orgasms closing in on them at terrifying speeds. They tried to wiggle away from this sexual domination but the sicarias had them completely and utterly pinned like pro wrestlers. They could do nothing. Rubia and Morena weren’t even giving them a second to breathe. All they could do was accept their oncoming climax and handle it the best way they could in this compromised position. As each second passed, their urge to cum kept getting stronger and stronger and stronger until finally…It happened.

“AGGGGHHHHHH!!!” Nicole shrieked.

“FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!” Holly cursed.

The two cop babes came violently like their inner dams had burst and their juices immediately swam up into their rivals’ dominant pussies. Rubia and Morena enjoyed the feeling before releasing their opponents and letting them fall to their hands and knees, hyperventilating. 

“You…fucking…cunts…” Holly cursed as she panted.

“We’ll…get you…for this…” Nicole promised.

The blonde and brunette stared at each other and smiled, knowing they were thinking the same exact thing. Once again, they switched opponents. Rubia went towards Nicole and Morena towards Holly. The two 22 year olds still desperately trying to catch their breath. They looked up at the sicarias, helpless to stop them. Christina watched in equal parts fascination and horror as Rubia dragged Nicole by her legs and Morena did the same to Holly until the two were forcibly driven into a scissor position on the ground.

“Ugh!” Holly grunted.

“Ohhhh…” Nicole moaned.

The two Mexican nymphos used their exhausted opponents as puppets in a sex show, making them grind their cunts together on the floor as they were far too winded to do anything about it. They felt the familiarity of their own partner’s pussy grinding against their own. A feeling they would normally very much enjoy under just about any other circumstances. So soon after their previous orgasms, they each felt yet another climax beginning to rear its ugly head as the sicarias toyed with them. They felt even more powerless than last time to stop it and once again, their orgasms smashed into them like trucks.

“Ugh…” They both grunted, too weak to give a more extreme reaction. 

They don’t know how this happened. Just minutes ago, they were enjoying a nice, stress-relieving two-on-two match and then it was like their rivals flipped a switch inside themselves and unleashed a tidal wave of sexual domination on them. Two orgasms. That was it. Two orgasms was all it took to completely drain them of all of their energy. They felt their consciousness fading, cursing themselves for their overconfidence. All they could think about were Jasmine and Vanessa. They wished they were here. Not just to help but for them all to say sorry and be a team again but it’s far too late for that now. Nicole especially felt guilty for her irrationality getting them into this mess. Christina saw Holly stare at her helplessly as her eyes finally closed and she passed out. 

“Well, that was fun.” Rubia said.

“Indeed.” Morena agreed. “El Jeffe was already pleased with what we’ve done before but now we have a little bonus for her.”

Rubia went over to Nicole’s discarded uniform and reached for the key to uncuff Christina. 

“I think she’ll be very pleased with us if we turn these meddling gringas into Brujas.” Rubia suggested as she released Christina.

“And we have all week to do just that.” Morena added. “Good job for bringing us these putas, chica.” 

“Thanks.” Christina said, trying to hide her true feelings on the matter.

“Now be a dear and bring them to the education room in the basement for us, would you?” Rubia asked.

“Yes, Jeffe.” Christina said.

The two sicarias left as Christina looked down at Holly and Nicole’s unconscious bodies. She wished she could have found some way to warn them without exposing herself. She wished the two just booked them as soon as they charged in but she couldn’t blame them for being seduced by her alluring bosses. She had to do something to help them…but what?

Part 5

Holly and Nicole woke up to find themselves suspended up against a wall by four steel bindings like a Bond film. The room they were in was otherwise made out of pure black mesh and was rather large. They felt the soft, springy material on their naked backs as they looked around. They began to yawn from just waking up before noticing Christina at the other side of the room.

“You’re awake!” She said in an excited whisper.

“Where are we?” Holly asked.

“You’re in the education room.” Christina answered.

“That doesn’t sound good.” Nicole commented.

“It’s not. At all.” Christina added. “My bosses plan to sexually brainwash you and have you join Las Brujas.”

“As enticing as that sounds, get us out of here!” Holly begged.

“I can’t.” Christina said. “Those bitches have the key to your bindings.”

“Then get it!” Nicole said.

“Gee, I never would have thought of that.” Christina said sarcastically.

“Isn’t there something you can do?” Holly asked.

“I don’t know…” Christina said dejectedly. “Wait…Your phones!”

“Don’t the sicarias have them?” Nicole asked.

“No!” Christina said excitedly. “They were so eager about punishing you that they never bothered cleaning up that room you fought in! Everything’s still there!”

“That’s great!” Holly said. “Go get it! Send a text to Jasmine and Vanessa! Tell them where we are and that we need help!”

“Got it.” Christina said. “I’ll have to wait until those two come back because I’m supposed to be guarding you right now but I’ll do that!”

“Are we sure about this?” Nicole asked. “Those two aren’t on speaking terms right now and Vanessa quit anyway.”

“I know Nessa and she’d never quit for real.” Holly said. “The force is her entire life.”

“Well, at least we know Jasmine will come just to show off.” Nicole said before sighing with guilt. “I’m sorry…For getting us all into this…I just…”

“We’ll talk about it later, Nikki.” Holly reassured. “Right now we have bigger problems.”

“Yeah…” Nicole said sadly. The two cops both gave Christina their phone passwords and the spy committed them to memory.

The three of them waited for a little while until Rubia and Morena opened the steel door, still naked as the day they were born. All three cop girls got chills.

“Seems our little guests are finally awake.” Morena said. “They weren’t any trouble were they, Christina?” 

“No, ma’am.” Christina answered.

“In that case, you’re dismissed.” Rubia said. “Sorry, chica but we’d rather have some privacy to work our magic.”

“Yes, jeffe.” Christina obeyed and left, closing the steel door.

“Alone at last.” Morena said. “Let the fun begin.”

“What are you gonna do, torture us?” Holly asked defiantly.

“Oh, you two should both know our organization better than that.” Rubia said. “Violence can be a necessary evil at times but this is not one of those times.”

“All that grotesque shit is for men.” Morena added. “We all know how us women do things.”

The two sicarias slowly and seductively marched towards their prisoners. Holly and Nicole’s hearts began to race. Even after everything, they still found themselves so encapsulated by the sheer sexiness of their captors. 

“Which one do you want, hermana?” Morena asked her partner.

“I’ll take this one.” Rubia answered, pointing at Holly. “She said it herself. She loves to fuck other blondes.”

“Suit yourself.” Morena said. “I loved taming the redhead anyway.”

The two cop babes just gave their soon-to-be dominators defiant glares, not saying a single word. They did not deter the sicarias in the slightest. Rubia slowly walked towards Holly and Morena towards Nicole. 

“Just relax and enjoy being pleasured by the better nymphos.” Rubia said.

“And don’t worry.” Morena added. “Once we get bored, we’ll switch partners.”

Nicole spat on Morena’s face only for the narco bitch to lick it off herself. The smiling brunette then brought her mouth down on her redhead captive and began lustfully kissing her as she laid her body on top of her, moaning loudly, wanting everyone to hear how much she was enjoying this. Rubia quickly joined in by forcibly tonguing Holly’s throat down. The two captives tried to be as difficult as possible but their libidos were working against them at every turn. It was like the Brujas really were witches and had cast a spell on them. 

Meanwhile…

As soon as Christina was far enough away, she bolted through the basement and all the way to the top floor where the four nymphos had their showdown. Breathing heavily from all that running, she frantically looked around before finding Holly’s uniform. She had to try and remember what Holly’s password was but it came to her. She put it in and the phone opened. She opened the messages app and texted Vanessa and Jasmine. The message read as follows:

“This is Christina, the spy! Holly and Nicole went after the sicarias and lost to them in a sexfight! They’re now being held captive and brainwashed by the narcos into becoming La Malvada’s next recruits! Come save them! The address for their hideout is 17682 Anderson Ave! They’re in a secret room in the basement, I can help get you in! Hurry!”

A few minutes ago…

La Rubia and La Morena continued to molest their prisoners lovingly when suddenly, they stopped and pulled off both of them. Holly and Nicole were shocked and admittedly a little disappointed at the end of the pleasuring. 

“What?” Nicole asked. “Are we too much for you?”

“Maybe they want a rematch.” Holly suggested.

“I think enough time has passed, hermana.” Rubia said.

“Yes, I agree.” Morena said. 

The two then got up and began to leave the room.

“Where are you going?!” Holly asked angrily.

“What’s this about?!” Nicole demanded.

“Oh, I think all THREE of you know what this is about.” Rubia said, emphasizing the word three as the two left the room.

Holly and Nicole’s hearts nearly stopped at that realization.

Back on the top floor…

Christina typed up her message to Jasmine and Vanessa and hit send. Thankfully the reception was good enough. As she was about to get up and leave, she heard a voice from behind her.

“Nosy, aren’t we?” Morena asked rhetorically.

“Ah!” Christina yelped in surprise. 

“Why so jumpy?” Rubia asked.

“Jeffes, I…I was just looking to see if those gringas had anything useful on them.” Christina lied.

“And do they?” Morena asked. 

“I…haven’t found anything yet. I was going through the blonde’s phone.” Christina said.

“How do you know that’s the blonde’s?” Rubia asked.

“Because I picked the phone out of the uniform labeled “Holly”. That’s her name.” Christina said nervously.

“They never said their names.” Morena said,

“Well…I…I saw their labels before they took off their uniforms.” Christina said.

“You seem to have quite the eye for detail.” Rubia said as the two sicarias encircled the spy interrogation style.

“How did you crack her phone?” Rubia asked.

“I…I interrogated them while you two were away.” Christina said, getting more nervous.

“And how did you do that?” Morena asked. “I doubt they’d give up that info so easily.”

“I…I just…” Christina stammered.

“They just told you their passwords because you’ve been in league with those pigs all this time!” Rubia declared.

“What?!” Christina said, heart pounding. “That’s ridiculous, where’s your proof?!”

“This location is top secret.” Morena said. “Not even the other Brujas know it, besides La Malvada herself.”

“So?” Christina said. “They could’ve tracked our phones or one of our customers was wired!”

“Again, no one knows this place except us three and La Malvada.” Rubia said. “Plus, we ditch our phones after they become a burden.”

Christina kept stuttering but she realized it was hopeless. She was caught.

“What did you do with that phone, traitor?!” Morena demanded.

Christina gained a defiant expression.

“Go fuck yourselves, you narco cunts!” The Mestizo beauty cursed.

“Time for you to join your friends downstairs.” Rubia said calmly.

Today was a good day for the sicarias. They helped plant a great location for business, they caught two cops and one spy all in a single night. They were sure that La Malvada would be so pleased that she’d have them sexfight and the winner would get to take on La Cazadora for the chance to take her place as La Malvada’s new personal sicaria. Christina gave herself up and the two dragged her away down towards the education room. As they opened the door, Holly and Nicole saw that their spy was exposed but before they could say anything, Christina looked up at them, smiled and winked, signaling that she sent the call for backup. Holly and Nicole remained silent. Rubia and Morena bound Christina to the wall, right in between Holly and Nicole.

“You putas have given us more trouble than you’re worth tonight.” Morena said. “So, we think your punishment should be much more extreme.”

“You wait here while we prepare our toys.” Rubia ordered. “You’ll know what true punishment is long before we’re done.”

As soon as they left and closed the door, the three cop babes immediately started talking.

“Did you send the text?!” Nicole asked frantically.

“Yes!” Christina said. “Just seconds before they caught me.”

“Let’s just hope to God that those two are light sleepers.” Holly said.

Now all the three of them could do was sit and wait.

Back at the penthouse…

Jasmine was sound asleep next to Ben in bed when a sudden ding from her phone combined with the brightness of the screen made her stir. It was a text from Holly. What could that bitch possibly want at this hour? Jasmine rubbed her tired eyes and as soon as she saw what the text said, she sprung awake. Those idiots! What the Hell were they thinking going alone?! No time now. She had to act. She quickly got up, pulled on her police uniform and got dressed. Thank God Ben was a heavy sleeper. She bent down and gave her Husband a kiss on the forehead.

“I’m sorry, baby.” She said softly. “Duty calls.”

As she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered that text was addressed to Vanessa as well. She sighed. The awkward talk with her would be unavoidable. She had to try. She walked over to Vanessa’s room and opened the door, seeing the brunette lying in bed awake with a bitter expression on her face. The eye contact was even more uncomfortable than Jasmine had anticipated. The last time the two 28 year olds saw each other was when Vanessa slammed her badge on the floor and quit before storming off. 

“What the Hell do you want, bitch?” Vanessa asked coldly.

“You saw that text, didn’t you?” Jasmine asked. 

“Yes.” Vanessa said, sighing. 

“And you’re just gonna lay on your ass?!” Jasmine asked angrily.

“Why don’t you go and save them, Wonder Woman?” Vanessa asked sarcastically. “I’m not a cop anymore, remember?”

“Oh, will you quit being such a damn crybaby?!” Jasmine yelled. 

“Why even ask me?” Vanessa asked. “You probably think you can just take those two bitches on all by yourself.”

Jasmine was then reminded of what she said to Tamara right in front of Nicole after Vanessa stormed off. She then remembered Nicole’s sad expression as she said that. The realization hit her like a brick. She made Nicole feel unneeded, so she probably went off after the sicarias herself and Holly went with to give her back up and get revenge against the Brujas for Vanessa. Her angry expression changed to one of guilt and sorrow. How could she say that in front of her? Nikki was her best friend who had been with her through thick and thin. She now blamed herself for all of this and realized that the only way forward was to swallow her pride.

“You were right, okay?” Jasmine admitted. “I was overly prideful and do have a huge ego…And now it’s driven our partners to this….I’m sorry…Please help me save them, Nessa.”

Vanessa seemed genuinely moved and her expression seemed to be one of deep internal conflict.

“I…I can’t…” Vanessa said. “I can’t face the Brujas again…Never again.”

“Are you serious?” Jasmine asked. “You’re just gonna abandon them?”

“I meant what I said when I said you could beat them yourself.” Vanessa said defensively. “Tamara was right. You’re more fit to be leader than I am.”

“Listen to yourself!” Jasmine yelled. “The Vanessa I know was a badass cop babe who wasn’t afraid of anything! When I was at my worst, you told me that I wasn’t acting like the Jasmine you know! Well, now it’s my turn to say the same to you! Now get off your ass and help me save our friends!”

Vanessa just looked away sadly.

“Fine.” Jasmine said. “But even if I can save them on my own, you’ll have to face them after they find out you did nothing to help!”

Jasmine walked away and slammed the door, leaving the depressed brunette all alone. As she left the hotel, the night sky began to turn to dusk, indicating that the sunrise was near. She quickly got in her car and drove off to the address provided by Christina. A few minutes later, she arrived at the abandoned warehouse. She quickly snuck in and creeped her way down into the basement when she saw the steel door that she knew had to lead to her partners. The beautiful raven opened the steel door, revealing Holly, Christina and Nicole bound to the wall, naked.

“Jazz!” Nicole said excitedly.

“Thank God!” Holly said.

“How do I get you out of here?” Jasmine asked as she walked towards them.

“The sicarias have the key.” Christina said.

“You’re Christina, I presume?” Jasmine asked.

“That’s right.” Christina answered. “Care to explain why you and that other chica didn’t join these two when they came here?”

“Actually…” Nicole said shamefully. “I decided to come here without telling them and Holly only came to back me up after she couldn’t convince me not to go.”

“What?!” Christina asked. “Why the fuck would you do that?!”

“We can argue about this later.” Holly said. “Just get us the fuck out of this!”

“I’ll try.” Jasmine said. “And Nikki…About what I said yesterday…”

“We can make up as nice and long as we want after this, Jazz.” Nicole said. 

Jasmine smiled slightly at that thought.

“Wait…” Holly said. “Where’s Vanessa?”

“She’s not coming.” Jasmine said sadly.

“What?” Holly asked in a genuinely hurt tone. “Why?”

“I’ll explain later, okay?” Jasmine asked in an equally sad tone.

Holly couldn’t believe that Vanessa wouldn’t come. Did she really mean it when she quit the force?

“I’ll go snag the keys.” Jasmine said. 

“Oh, that won’t be necessary, chica.” A Mexican accented voice said from behind Jasmine.

She turned around and saw the two naked sicarias standing in the doorway.

“They just keep coming to us tonight, hermana.” Rubia said. “Like bugs into a zapper.”

“Hand over the keys and come quietly and this doesn’t have to get ugly.” Jasmine demanded.

“Oh, we were planning on making this the opposite of ugly ourselves.” Morena said. “You’re one fine piece of pussy for a pig.”

Jasmine pulled her gun out and aimed it at them…Only to realize by the weight of it that she forgot to load it.

“Shit!” Jasmine muttered to herself. 

“Not loaded, is it?” Rubia said, somehow knowing. Jasmine was so fractic in rushing over here that she knew she forgot something. 

“Seems you have no choice but to try and beat us at the game.” Rubia said. “And as your friends back there will tell you, we play for keeps.”

Jasmine weighed her options. It was two against one no matter what she did. She didn’t see any other options available. Besides, just from the look of these bitches and what they did to her friends, she wanted to make them pay.

“Alright.” Jasmine relented. “We’ll do it your way.”

“No, Jasmine!” Holly begged. “That’s exactly how they got us!” 

“What other choice do I have?” Jasmine asked.

“You have no idea who you’re messing with, cabrona!” Christina lectured.

“And neither do they.” Jasmine shot back.

“Are you sure, Jazz?” Nicole asked. “It’s still two against one and they moped the floor with us.”

“This is me we’re talking about, Nikki.” Jasmine said. “Just sit back and enjoy the show.”

“Then it’s settled.” Morena announced. 

“I hope you’re ready.” Rubia said.

“I was about to say the same thing to you.” Jasmine said.

The cocky raven began to strip out of her police uniform. The sicarias nearly salivated at the sight of her glorious nudity. Jasmine herself had to admit that she liked what she was seeing. 

“Before we begin, just one moment.” Morena said.

The brunette Latina walked behind Jasmine towards the three prisoners and proceeded to duct tape each of their mouths shut. 

“What the…?!” Holly protested.

“Oh, fuck o…!” Christina protested.

“Don’t you da…!” Nicole protested.

“We don’t want any distractions, now do we?” Morena asked.

Jasmine just rolled her eyes. 

“Now then, shall we begin?” Rubia asked. 

Jasmine did not answer. She just stood there glaring at her soon-to-be opponents. The sicarias both shrugged their shoulders and began circling their prey slowly and sensually. They got closer and closer…

“Oh, cut the shit, why don’t you?” Jasmine asked rudely.

Rubia and Morena were confused. 

“You think I’m stupid?” Jasmine asked. “I know your game and I know this is how you wore down the others. It won’t work on me, so stop wasting all of our time and just get to it.”

The sicarias were impressed. This raven seemed much wiser and more experienced than the other two. They were going to enjoy this. 

“Fine.” Morena said. “If that’s the way you wanna play it, you impatient coño.”

The blonde and brunette gained more serious expressions on their lovely faces before closing in on Jasmine. Rubia mashed herself into Jasmine’s front, their gorgeous G-cups mushrooming together, while Morena pressed her own tits into Jasmine’s back, feeling her brown nipples being tickled by the cop babe’s jet black locks. Jasmine’s eyes winced at the contact. Watching this, the captives now realized the actual reason why Morena gagged them. It was to prevent them from warning Jasmine about their technique. Rubia and Morena loved sandwiching their opponents and now Jasmine was going to be subjected to it. The raven cooed as her front and back alike were massaged gently by the mocha-skinned breasts of her rivals.

Morena reached up to pull Jasmine’s hair out of the way, using one hand to hold her dark tresses while she kissed the back of her neck and shoulders. Rubia then brought her mouth over towards Jasmine’s and unleashed her tongue to slash at her opponent’s mouth. Jasmine brought her own tongue out to slash at Rubia in retaliation and the two began to duel each other briefly before Jasmine sealed her mouth to Rubia’s and initiated a passionate, heated make out session. Jasmine could feel herself giving in more and more to these Latina femme fatales but she maintained control.

“I hope you provide more of a challenge for us than your friends.” Morena said before quickly resuming her kissing of Jasmine’s soft skin.

“I hope this isn’t the best you junkie bitches can do.” Jasmine shot back, briefly breaking her kiss with Rubia before resuming it. 

The sicarias increased the intensity of their foreplay in response to Jasmine’s taunts. Rubia began to press her pussy into the cop babe’s while Morena began to grind her own pussy against Jasmine’s plump ass cheeks.

“Mmmm…” Jasmine moaned into Rubia’s mouth. 

The two sicarias then reached past Jasmine and wrapped their arms around each other’s backs before using them to initiate a tight bearhug, squeezing themselves and each other into their opponent even more. Morena then brought her own hot mouth up towards the kissing nymphos and joined in. The two slutty sicarias quickly began to orally dominate their helpless rival’s mouth as she groaned and grunted, jerking around in a feeble attempt to escape the sandwich. Rubia and Morena adapted to this and wrestled Jasmine to the bouncy, trampoline-like ground, still sandwiching her between the two of them. 

Holly, Nicole and Christina watched with mixed concern and intrigue at the sight of three hot naked bodies writing around on the floor for their viewing pleasure. Holly and Nicole wanted nothing more than to break out and help Jasmine, especially since it was their fault this was even happening in the first place. They felt so powerless and frustrated. La Rubia and La Morena continued to double team the helpless raven. They at last broke their threeway kiss and Morean grabbed Jasmine’s hair and yanked, pulling her head back, which therefore made her neck push forward for Rubia to lick at it.

“Ugh! I’ll get you whores for this!” Jasmine promised.

“I’m sure you will, chica.” Rubia joked as she continued to lick as Jasmine’s neck. 

“She’s quite the feisty one, isn’t she, hermana?” Morena asked her partner.

“All the more reason to break her down for el jeffe.” Rubia said.

The sicarias continued their domination of their opponent. Rubia licked downwards into her and Jasmine’s shared cleavage as Morena began to hump Jasmine’s ass from behind. Jasmine began to pant loudly and roughly while the sicarias just moaned in pleasure. It was not long at all before Jasmine felt her first orgasm of the night rapidly closing in on her pussy. She had absolutely zero hope of stopping it or even slowing it down as she was being fucked from every direction. All she could do was brace herself as best she could.

“Oh! Oh! Ohhh…!!” Jasmine began to cry before being silenced by Rubia and Morena’s mouths once again. 

Her screams were muffled by two skilled, Latina tongues in her mouth before her climax subsided and she began to slow down and relax. 

“You think we’ve tortured her enough?” Rubia asked.

“I think so.” Morena agreed. “Let’s give her a fighting chance.”

The two gorgeous Mexican babes then released Jasmine as she quickly struggled to catch her breath. They looked down at the hyperventilating raven, seeing her bent over and her black hair covering her face. Jasmine shook herself to focus and looked up at her arrogant, grinning opponents. She couldn’t believe this. The last time she came that hard was her last match with Sabrina. It was then that she realized what it was that made these two such formidable enemies. As cliche as it was to say, it was their teamwork. The double-teaming wasn’t just for their own kicks and enjoyment. It was an excellent way to ensnare and overwhelm their prey. Tamara and Vanessa were not kidding when they said how professional and deadly the Brujas were. For a brief time, she began to lose hope. What could she do against them all by herself? Then, she looked back at her partners and saw the concerned and guilty looks on their faces. She shook it off and regained her determined glare. 

“Alright, bitches.” Jasmine cursed. “You took round one, I won’t deny that…But let’s see how you do in round two.”

The raven slowly approached her two opponents seductively and menacingly. The sicarias remained silent with their cocky grins before slowly walking towards Jasmine themselves. Jasmine knew she had to avoid getting double teamed again, so she had to change her strategy and fast. Just as the two were about to pounce on her together again, Jasmine veered to the right and dove down onto La Rubia, tackling her to the ground. Jasmine quickly positioned her mouth in front of the blonde beauty’s lovely cunt and did not hesitate to begin feasting on her.

“Ohh!!” Rubia yelped at the sudden pleasure. 

Jasmine loudly slurped and lapped at the Latina’s pussy as best she could. Rubia reached down to bury her hands in her opponent’s thick, jet black locks. 

“Ugh!” Rubia grunted. “She’s pretty good at this.” 

“Usually only I can make you make those noises.” Morena joked. 

Jasmine was planted firmly on her belly as she ate Rubia out, leaving most of her erogenous zones closed off to Morena…Most of them. The brunette Latina walked behind Jasmine, eyeing up the raven’s shapely ass. She began to reach down towards the plump, jiggly cheeks before Rubia brought her hand up to stop her. Morena knew her partner well enough. Rubia wanted to enjoy the cunnilingus just for now. At this point, both of them were positive that Jasmine had no chance of winning no matter what she did, so they might as well have some fun while it lasts. 

Jasmine licked, lapped, sucked, jabbed and nibbled as hard and fast as she possibly could. La Rubia’s clit soon came out of its folds to play and Jasmine immediately brought her mouth up to the pulsating, pink pleasure bud and then brought out her right index and middle finger into the attack, penetrating the sicaria’s lower folds. 

“Ohhhh…” Rubia moaned as Morena just stood and watched. “That’s so good, baby…”

Jasmine began to worry. Those were not the moans of a nympho getting fucked within an inch of her life, they were the moans of a woman enjoying a standard, run of the mill, wam bam thank you ma’am lesbian sex session. She had to do something to turn up the heat. She brought her teeth out again and began gently grinding them against the hardened little clit.

“Ugh!” Rubia grunted.

That little reaction was a good indicator that she had the right idea going. She kept at it, wrapping her lips around it like a tiny cherry, still knifing her fingers in and out of Rubia’s pleasure center, feeling her opponent writhe and jerk around, reacting to the pleasure. Yes! This was just what she needed! She could feel that the blonde Latina had an orgasm coming on! She licked and fingered and licked and fingered and licked and fingered and then…it happened.

“Ahhhhh!!!” Rubia cried, her fluids bursting out all over Jasmine’s sexy face as she came.

The raven pulled back, looking down at her rival as she caught her breath…but she quickly got up and recovered much faster than Jasmine had anticipated. Her visibly shocked expression said it all.

“How was she, hermana?” Morena asked.

“Much better than those little girls from before, that’s for sure.” Rubia answered, looking back at their prisoners.

The younger girls glared in her direction. Holly used her bound hand but free fingers to flip her fellow blonde off. Jasmine was both confused and now genuinely afraid. That orgasm seemed plenty powerful and draining but Rubia brushed it off as if Jasmine had never eaten pussy before a day in her life. She knew that Las Brujas were experienced and professional nymphos but this was way beyond what she had imagined. What the Hell are these bitches? Jasmine remembered that she couldn’t show any weakness and her expression turned back to strong and determined. 

“Care to have your turn now?” Rubia asked Morena.

“I’d thought you’d never ask.” Morena answered.

“I can do this all day and night, you twisted cunts!” Jasmine said.

“You promise?” Morena asked mockingly.

The Mexican brunette then pounced on Jasmine, startling her and wrestling her back to the ground with Morena on top. She grinned down at Jasmine, her flowing brown locks curtaining both of them. Jasmine glared at her defiantly only for the sicaria to lower her mouth down on top of the raven’s. As she furiously and mercilessly tongued her down, Morena used her own thighs to spread Jasmine’s thighs apart and mashed her pussy into her rival’s brutally. It was undeniable at this point that Las Brujas were absolute masters at the game. Every body part was a weapon for them and a weakness for their opponents. If sexfighting was a martial art, they’d be on par with the likes of Bruce Lee or Chuck Norris. And to think, these two are just sicarias. There’s still La Cazadora above them and above her was La Malvada herself. 

“Mmmmm!!!” Jasmine shrieked into Morena’s mouth as she was viciously fucked. 

Morena flexed her ass as she tribbed into her helpless opponent, grinding her own G-cups into those of Jasmine as she did, their nipples lightly and gently penetrating each other. The Latina brought her hands behind Jasmine’s back, using them to push the raven into her even harder as her tongue loudly and thoroughly explored her mouth. Jasmine winced and groaned as she was dominated. Whenever she turned her head to try and escape the soul-sucking kiss, Morena’s mouth would follow hers, perfectly anticipating every move she made. Jasmine could not handle much more. She felt Morena’s lower lips fuse with hers harder every second and quickly felt her own climax beginning to show itself. Morena decided to give her a break and released her mouth just to hear her orgasmic screaming.

“No! Agh! Ugh? Fuuuuuuucccckkkkk!!!!” Jasmine yelled as she shot her load straight up Morena’s cunt.

The brunette closed her eyes and lightly moaned in euphoria as she felt her rival’s fluids swim up her inner walls. She then released Jasmine, who laid on the floor, tits up, panting like she had just given birth. Morena signaled her partner to come over here. They both looked down at Jasmine and then at each other, smiling, silently telling each other to enjoy their bounty together. Jasmine saw the two sicarias bend down right next to each other and pry her legs open once more. She was already on the verge of passing out. If these two double-teamed her again, she was as good as finished. They both stuck their tongues out and began licking at each other playfully before coming down on Jasmine’s red, ripe twat, both snaking into her lower lips.

“Ahhhhhh!!!” Jasmine screamed as she was orally penetrated.

Rubia and Morena held her down as they licked her all over, leaving not an inch of her beautiful pussy uncovered by their tongues. The three prisoners watched in horror and hopelessness but Nicole took it the worst. She knew Jasmine lost to Sabrina once but she didn’t get to see it herself. The sight of her best friend, the woman she idolized and fawned over about to lose was soul crushing…and it stung all the more for the redhead knowing that this was all her fault…She felt like she wanted to cry. 

‘I’m sorry, Jazz…’ She thought to herself. ‘I’m so sorry.’

The three prisoners closed their eyes, not wanting to watch the humiliating display any longer. Little did they know what they missed by doing so. They also could not hear what had just happened, as the sound was muffled by Jasmine moaning and groaning. The raven felt another orgasm coming and she knew she wouldn’t be coming back from this one. This was it. She was going to lose again. All she could think of was her teammates that she let down and how her ego drove Nicole to pull this stunt and she was about to think of a certain brunette when suddenly, the pleasure stopped out of nowhere. It was as if some mysterious force pulled the sicarias’ tongues right out of her.

“Agh!” Rubia yelled.

“What the fuck?!” Morena cursed.

The two had their hair yanked by a figure that Jasmine could barely make out and they were pulled right off of her and tossed aside. Suddenly, her vision cleared and she saw something that could only be described as either herself dreaming or a miracle from God.

“Get the fuck away from my squad, you cartel cunts!” Vanessa ordered.

Part 6

Jasmine, Holly, Nicole and Christina all went wide-eyed at what they were seeing. Holly in particular looked like she was on the verge of tears. After throwing the sicarias off of her partner, Vanessa turned back in Jasmine’s direction and offered her hand to her. Jasmine took it and Vanessa pulled her back up. The brunette had already stripped naked.

“Thank you.” Jasmine said.

“The least I could do.” Vanessa said. The two smiled at each other.

“How many of these putas are there?” Rubia asked as she got up.

“Relax, hermana.” Morena said. “All the more reward from El Jeffe.”

“I guess you’re right.” Rubia said. 

“There aren’t any more of you, are there?” Morena asked.

“Nope.” Vanessa answered. “Just us. Two-on-two. Now are we gonna talk or are we gonna fuck?” 

“Hold it.” Jasmine requested.

“What?” Vanessa asked.

“Sorry, Nessa you just got here and you’re fresh in. The three of us should rest up and then start over.” Jasmine suggested.

“But we should strike while the iron is hot.” Vanessa argued.

“I was about to pass out when you showed up.” Jasmine whispered. “We both need to be at our best to beat these junkie sluts.”

“Alright then.” Vanessa agreed. “You two wanna take five?”

Rubia and Morena looked at each other.

“Sure.” Rubia answered. “It wouldn’t be as fun if one of you was a few licks away from fainting, anyway.”

Jasmine flipped the blonde off.

“You two do whatever.” Morena said. “We’ll wait until we’re all back up to speed. Oh and you can ungag those three if you want. No sense in hiding our strategy anymore now that we’ve already played with the raven.”

“So, you’ll wait for us and we’ll wait for you?” Jasmine asked.

“Why not?” Rubia asked. “We’re not going anywhere.”

“You sure we can trust them not to just bolt when we’re not looking?” Vanessa asked. 

“Yeah.” Jasmine answered. “They wouldn’t want to throw away their chance at impressing La Malvada. And what about you? Are you sure you’re up to face them again?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.” Vanessa said. “I should’ve come with you when you asked me to…I’m sorry for being such a drama queen.”

“You’re here now.” Jasmine said. “And I’m sorry for being such an insufferable cunt.”

The two smiled at each other and then kissed.

“Hm mm!” Christina yelled, muffled by the tape.

“Oh, yeah.” Jasmine said, breaking the kiss. 

The two sicarias then went towards the opposite side of the room and began whispering to each other in Spanish. The room was rather large, so it gave both groups a decent amount of privacy to converse. Jasmine and Vanessa went up to the girls to take the tape off of their mouths. Both Vanessa and Holly were dreading the inevitable awkward talk but they knew it had to be done. They ungaged the girls one by one. The looks Vanessa and Holly gave each other were palpable.

“What were you thinking coming here alone?” Vanessa lectured. “That’s something I’d expect from the old you, Princess!”

“Well, I had to stop Nicole from throwing her life away and I sure wasn’t about to ask you for help after you quit like that, thunder thighs!” Holly excused. Vanessa looked sad.

“You were really gonna come the entire time, right?” Holly asked emotionally. “You weren’t just gonna leave me here…right?” 

“Of course I wasn’t, Holl.” Vanessa said, hugging her. “I just needed some time to get my head back on straight.”

“I knew you’d come.” Holly said, smiling.

“Never in a million years would I expect you to do something this dumb?” Jasmine lectured. 

“What are you, my Mom?” Nicole asked sarcastically.

“Just what were you thinking?” Jasmine asked. 

“I just didn’t want you to see me as some sidekick anymore.” Nicole said shamefully.

“Oh, Nikki…” Jasmine said. “I know what I said and I’m sorry…but look around you. Look at what we’re doing. You’re not just along for the ride, we need you. I need you.”

“Really?” Nicole asked.

“Of course.” Jasmine said. “If it wasn’t for you, I’d still be picking pockets to pay off Sabrina right now. This all became possible because of you.”

“Thanks, Jazz.” Nicole said sweetly. “And kick their asses!”

“We will.” Jasmine said. “And then Vanessa and I will have to punish you both once we’re done.”

“You all done with the soap opera shit?” Christina asked. “You’re not here for a reunion, in case you’ve forgotten.”

“You’re our spy, I take it?” Vanessa asked. “Or rather were. Got caught already, huh?”

“Guys, ease up on her.” Holly requested. “She only got exposed sending that text to you. We’d have no chance without her.”

“Yeah.” Nicole agreed. “Christina saved us all.”

“Is that so?” Jasmine asked. “Well, I guess we owe you, girl but you don’t really know how 732 does things, so I suggest you not judge us.”

“Oh, I’m very aware of how you do things.” Christina said. “Tamara was very descriptive…And now that I know why your little juniors flew off the handle like this, I wonder if you two are really capable of facing down my old bosses?”

“And what is that supposed to mean?” Vanessa asked. 

“Sounds like you two acting like idiots is what started this whole mess in the first place. That’s what I mean.” Christina clarified.

“You listen here…!” Jasmine got angry.

“Enough.” Vanessa said. “Save it for those bitches. We’ll give her a piece of our minds later.”

“Alright.” Jasmine relented. 

They heard Rubia and Morena giggling at them. No doubt they were aware of their brief argument. Jasmine sighed.

“Those two are monsters.” Jasmine said. “They work together almost like siamese twins. They love sandwiching and double-teaming their opponents.”

“I get you.” Vanessa said. “They work together as a team. I can tell they get along like this.” She crossed her fingers.

“Yes.” Jasmine said. “So, our only chance is to work together just like they do.”

“In that case…Partners?” Vanessa asked, offering her hand. 

“Partners.” Jasmine said, shaking the brunette’s hand. 

“Are you chicas done fucking each other and ready to fuck us now instead?” Rubia asked as the two approached Jasmine and Vanessa.

“Now, now, hermana.” Morena said. “We want them at their best when we wring their pussies out like sponges.”

The raven and brunette looked at each other, smiled and then looked back at their soon-to-be opponents confidently.

“All right, you impatient sluts, we’re ready.” Jasmine confirmed.

“Readier than we’ll ever be.” Vanessa added. 

“About time.” Rubia said. “I got to pick last time, hermana. Which one do you want?” 

“I’ll take this new puta.” Morena answered. “You got to fuck that mouthy blonde, so it’s only fair I get to fuck a fellow brunette.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Rubia said. “This raven is feisty. I’ll enjoy taking her down a peg.”

“You done counting your chickens before they hatch?” Jasmine asked.

“We’ll fuck you both just the same.” Vanessa added.

“First we need to establish some rules.” Rubia pointed out. “Usual terms. Last woman standing wins. If one girl puts another girl out of commission for a bit, she can go help her partner with her opponent.”

“Just like lucha libre.” Morena added. “Agreed?”

“Agreed.” Jasmine said.

“Agreed.” Vanessa said.

“Will you all just fuck already?!” Christina yelled. 

The four of them rolled their eyes at the mestizo babe’s impatience and stood parallel to each other. Rubia across from Jasmine and Morena across from Vanessa. The two brunettes quickly began to ogle each other’s flawless bodies. Meanwhile, Rubia and Jasmine began to approach each other and it was not long before their gorgeous G-cups came to a slow, soft collision of female flesh, pink and brown nipples intersecting. 

“Ahhh…” They both gently moaned.

Vanessa and Morena sank their hands into each other’s long, thick, brown locks as they came together, their hands feeling the soft silkiness as their nipples too stabbed into each other. What an intoxicating feeling. The two nymphos closed their eyes in bliss and pleasure as their little milk bud joust. Jasmine took it a step further by reaching behind the blonde sicaria and sinking her fingers into those thicc, meaty, mocha skinned, Latina ass cheeks. Rubia visibly cooed at the touch and she came closer to the raven to the point where their mouths were just inches apart. Rubia brought out her tongue and quickly swiped it across Jasmine’s sweet lips. The cop babe returned the gesture, swiping her own tongue across the sicaria’s, only for Rubia to intercept it with her tongue and it quickly descended into a fleshy duel of tongues.

Vanessa wrapped her arms around Morena and squeezed her fellow brunette into her, their luscious tits compressing together like water balloons as the sicaria did the same to her. Morena wasted no time and swiftly jammed her tongue into her opponent’s mouth. Vanessa quickly responded and began sucking on the wet, pink organ loudly and passionately. Seeing this, Jasmine and Rubia turned their own tongue battle into another lustful make out session. The room filled with the sounds of moaning and slurping as the four nymphos swallowed each other’s mouths. 

Holly and Nicole were absolutely enthralled, watching their seniors fuck like this. Even Christina was impressed with the display, if her rapidly moistening twat was anything to go by. The other captives took notice of this and couldn’t resist.

“You’re soaking wet.” Holly pointed out.

“So, what if I am?” Christina asked. 

“You think our partners are hot.” Nicole teased.

“Okay, they are.” Christina admitted. “Doesn’t mean I have to like them. Now shut up and let me watch.”

“Whatever you say, Chrissy.” Holly said.

“What did you just call me?” Christina asked. Holly didn’t answer, so the Latina just rolled her eyes and dismissed it, deciding to enjoy the show. 

The four nymphos then brought their kissing sessions together in a glorious, lustful, passionate fourway. Tongues came out and poked and prodded in each and every direction. Occasionally, mouths were closed around tongues to commence sucking on them but the girls still made sure that they were only going after the other team instead of their own partners. A sign of experience. It started out with the original pairings, Vanessa and Morena alongside Jasmine and Rubia but the girls would quickly switch around, with Jasmine tonguing Morena and Vanessa tonguing Rubia. This lasted for sometime before they switched back to original pairings. 

They positioned themselves in a way where they could switch tongue buddies easily. With Jasmine in front of Rubia and standing right next to Morena and Vanessa standing in front of Morena and right next to Rubia. All any of them had to do now was turn their heads 90 degrees to switch partners. They did this every 30 seconds or so and it was every bit as enjoyable as it sounded. Eventually, they knew all this teasing had to end. Using their nympho’s intuition, they broke their kissing off all at the same time. They were now panting heavily in each other’s faces. 

“Okay.” Rubia said. “We’ll admit that you putas know how to kiss. Don’t you think so, hermana?”

“Yes, they certainly do.” Morena agreed. “Well, at the very least they know how to kiss with their upper lips.”

“I think we can all see where this is going.” Vanessa said. 

“Yes.” Jasmine agreed. “So, why don’t we just cut to the chase?”

“And you called us impatient.” Morena commented. “But as you wish.”

“Yes.” Rubia agreed. “Coño-to-coño it is.”

“Bring it on.” The cop babes said at the same time. 

The two pairs of hot bitches separated from each other but only just enough for the positioning to be good. They then went down to the meshy, trampoline-like ground and spread their legs open nice and wide. For a moment, they just checked out each other’s beautiful pussies, all the lovely, enticing, pink and brown folds, before they snapped back into their match. Once again, Jasmine was across from Rubia and Vanessa across from Morena. They gave each other sly grins before they inched their ravenous cunts closer and closer together. Holly, Nicole and Christina had to stop themselves from drooling at the sight. Closer, closer, closer and then, the meeting of lower lips finally came.

“Ohhhhh!!” They all cried out as their pleasure centers came together in a glorious, wet collision. 

They felt the heat and wetness of their respective opponents on their folds as they quickly began to hump and trib. This time around, the two pairs kept a nice distance from each other. As much as they liked the idea of just turning their heads to kiss the other girls again, they wanted to maintain focus on their actual opponents for now. 

“Your pussy feels so soft and juicy, chica.” Rubia teased Jasmine.

“And yours feels like a velvety, wet carpet of skin.” Jasmine teased back. 

“I can’t wait to feel your puta juices shoot up inside of me.” Morena tessed Vanessa.

“And I can’t wait to make you lick your own juices from my cunt.” Vanessa teased back. 

“Goddamn…” Nicole commented.

“I almost don’t mind the bindings, this is so good.” Holly added.

“Wow…” Christina said.

The four beauties continued to grind cunts as hard and viciously as they could. Eight jiggly G-cups bounced like gelatin molds as they fucked, their hair flying and swaying all over the place. The combined sounds of four hot bitches moaning and grunting drowned each other out. They would hump and flex their asses to get more leverage against their rivals. Right now, it was a stalemate and it had to be broken at some point. Morena decided to be the one to break it. She positioned herself upwards, so that she was tribbing Vanessa in an L-shape. She used both hands to push the other brunette’s legs down to keep her from escaping as she began to rub with all of her might.

“Ugh!” Vanessa grunted as she was fucked.

Morena looked down on her rival, seeing her flushed, panting face and her brown locks fanning out behind her on the ground as her tits bounced around with her panting.

“You’re pretty good, chica.” Morena said. “You’ll be a welcome addition to Las Brujas.”

“I’d rather jump into an active volcano!” Vanessa yelled.

“You’ll see it our way soon enough.” Morena said.

Meanwhile, Jasmine had flipped Rubia over and began tribbing her from a reverse position.

“Ohhh!” The blonde cried.

“You like that, you narco whore?” Jasmine mocked.

“I love it.” Rubia said defiantly. “And you’ll love it too once you’re one of us.”

“Keep dreaming, bitch.” Jasmine cursed.

Jasmine resumed her fucking of her opponent in a reverse scissor position, slowly and excruciatingly grinding her labia down La Rubia’s. 

“Agh!” Rubia grunted. “That’s it, baby. Keep at it.”

Jasmine was annoyed at how much the sicaria was enjoying this. She wanted to make her scream for mercy as she fucked her within an inch of her life. So, she increased the speed and harshness of her tribbing. 

“Ugh!” Rubua grunted. “I like them feisty.”

Jasmine groaned in frustration.

Morena proceeded with her domination of Vanessa. Pulling her pelvis back and then slamming into her fellow brunette with all her power.

“Ahhhh!!” Vanessa cried.

Each slam was like a wrecking ball of wet flesh being smashed into her pussy. Morena smiled as she saw her helpless opponent’s enticing reactions to her technique. 

“Just lie back and enjoy it, sweetie.” Morena said. “Let us both have some fun.”

“Go to Hell!” Vanessa cursed.

“Have it your way, puta.” Morena shot back. 

The Latina then slammed into Vanessa once again, this time rubbing her twat against her rival’s nice, long and hard as she made contact. 

“Gooood!!” Vanessa groaned. 

The cop babe’s clit soon began to pop free from its folds like a butterfly from a cocoon. The experienced sicaria could tell just from the change in feeling on her pussy and responded in kind. She increased the intensity of her grinding, the friction adding to the pleasure as their clits came together with Morena’s dominating.

“You…fucking…cunt!” Vanessa cursed through her panting. 

Jasmine continued to grind with Rubia but she couldn’t help but look at what was happening to her partner with concern. Suddenly, a sharp pain on her head turned her attention back to her own fight whether she liked it or not.

“Ow!” Jasmine said.

“Focus on your own opponent, chica.” Rubia lectured. “You can’t help her right now, anyway.”

“Bitch!” Jasmine cursed.

“Your hair is so long, soft, silky and thick.” Rubia said as she licked at Jasmine’s neck and face. “That’s every nympho’s favorite kind of hair to pull.”

“Show one second of weakness and I’ll be the one pulling your hair!” Jasmine threatened.

“I’d like to see you try, puta.” Rubia mocked.

The blonde then used her legs to pry the raven’s own legs open, revealing her burning, ripe twat. Rubia then used her free hand to rub and gently slap Jasmine’s lower lips.

“Agh!” Jasmine grunted. “I swear I’ll get you for this!”

“The only thing you’re getting right now is a busted nut, novia.” Rubia teased.

Morena kept up her domination of Vanessa, who was moaning like a bitch in heat. 

“You…fucker…oh!” Vanessa cursed.

“Oh, I’m a fucker, all right.” Morena teased. “And now you know that better than anyone…Except for the hundreds of other chicas who’ve been in your current position.”

Vanessa began to feel her first climax of the night fast approaching her. Morena had her legs pushed down tight against the mesh floor. She could do nothing to escape it and she knew that.

“Oh! Ah! FUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!” Vanessa screeched as she came brutally, filling up La Morena’s inner walls with her fluids. 

One, just one orgasm and Vanessa already felt drained and exhausted. She may have had experience with Las Brujas before but she never actually took one of them on before. She heard the stories but never could’ve imagined their raw, sexual power. She couldn’t take any more right now. She just had to rest. Holly and Nicole looked on in shock but Christina was not so surprised. She knew how her former bosses operated. Jasmine and Vanessa were losing because they had worked themselves up too much and were taking it just a bit too seriously. Yes, this was serious business but keeping a cool head and not getting too hot and bothered were also a big part of playing the game. 

Still, Christina had a feeling that the two cop babes would discover that themselves soon enough. Blabbing on the sicarias was just top risky right now. It would not only put them all at risk but it would likely make La Rubia and La Morena decide to stop playing games and finish them off right then and there. For now, she just had to keep her mouth shut and hope that Jasmine and Vanessa would catch on to it themselves. With her fellow brunette incapacitated, at least for the time being, Morena looked back at Rubia as she dominated Jasmine from behind. From her movements, Morena could tell that her fellow sicaria was rubbing her pussy into Jasmine’s ass.

“Oye, hermana.” Rubia said. “Since you’re not busy right now, why don’t you come here and enjoy this one with me?”

“Oh, with pleasure.” Morena said, approaching the two.

“Go fuck yourselves! Ugh!” Jasmine grunted as Rubia continued to finger her while also pulling her hair.

“I got to taste her in that last round. Why don’t you have a turn all to yourself this time?” Rubia asked her partner.

“Don’t mind if I do.” Morena answered.

The brunette pulled her hair back and bent down to lick and lap at the helpless raven’s pussy, adding to the overwhelming domination. She slowly stuck her tongue out and then stuck it right into Jasmine’s red, ripe cunt. 

“Aghhh!” Jasmine grunted. “You cuntlicking whore!”

“Would you mind shutting this gringa’s mouth with your own, hermana?” Morena asked before quickly resuming her cunnilingus.

“Of course not.” Rubia said. 

The blonde turned Jasmine’s head and slammed her tongue down the black-haired beauty’s throat. All Jasmine could do was moan and try desperately to kiss back as both her upper and lower lips were ravenously tongued down. As her mouth was explored by Rubia’s tongue and her cunt explored by Rubia’s fingers and Morena’s tongue, Jasmine could not help but feel her own climax coming on. The pleasure just kept mounting and mounting every single millisecond and she simply could not handle it anymore. Rubia finally broke the kiss just to hear her prey scream bloody murder.

“Ah! Oh! Fucking…CUUUUUUUNNNNNNTTTTTSSSSS!!!!!” Jasmine shrieked as she came violently, down La Morena’s throat and splashing her face, seeping into the Mexican nympho’s dark brown tresses. 

The sicarias finally released her and tossed her aside as laid hyperventilating on the mesh floor. 

“Her coño tasted delicious.” Morena said.

“Well, why don’t you share?” Rubia asked.

The two Latinas lovingly brought their mouths together as the brunette passionately swapped Jasmine’s tangy flavor with her partner. The sounds of their kissing and Jasmine panting filled the room, distracting them from the sound of the now recovered Vanessa sneaking up behind them. Their eyes were closed in their passionate kiss, so they had no way of seeing it coming. The brunette got up close and was tempted to just watch them make out for a bit but she shook it off and tackled La Rubia, knocking them both away.

“Ugh!” Rubia grunted.

“Seems Jasmine isn’t the only one who should focus on the match.” Vanessa said, repeating Rubia’s own lecture back at her. 

Rubia gained a serious glare as Vanessa was on top of her, her brown hair curtaining them both. Morena was about to go and help the other sicaria but suddenly, she felt arms wrap her from behind.

“I hope you’re not forgetting about me.” The newly recovered Jasmine teased. 

“Can’t get enough of my tongue inside you, eh, chica?” Morena shot back.

Holly and Nicole had to stop themselves from cheering at this sight. Even Christina was impressed at the speed by which the two 28 year olds could recover. The two pairs of rivals wrestled around for a bit, rolling over each other. When Jasmine and Vanessa realized that the two pairings were getting too close to each other, they quickly rolled their opponents back farther away. It was then that the sicarias realized what the cop babes were trying to do. They were doing their damndest to prevent them from utilizing their deadly teamwork. Still, there was little that they could do about that, at least for now. The best they could hope for was for one of them to incapacitate her opponent and proceed to help her partner finish off the other opponent before the first one recovers. 

Jasmine pinned La Morena to the meshed ground by her back, using her forearm to hold her down by her neck. The raven tauntingly pressed her impressive G-cup jubblies into the Latina’s back as she snaked her free arm under the brunette’s luscious legs and quickly went to work on her rival’s cunt.

“Oh!” Morena moaned.

“How do you like it, you narco slut?” Jasmine mocked. 

Jasmine forced as much of her weight on the Mexican beauty as she could, leaving her as little room to escape as possible as she pressed her assault on Morena’s succulent, steamy pussy. Her hand mashed at it like a machine, mercilessly smacking and rubbing.

“Ugh!” Morena grunted. “I can hardly feel that.”

“Oh?” Asked Jasmine rhetorically. “Then let me pump up the volume for you!”

The raven increased the speed and harshness of her pleasuring even further, making the brunette bite her bottom lip to hold back her own scream. Meanwhile, Vanessa had wrestled La Rubia into a submissive position as well. The brunette cop babe sat her pussy on that of the blonde’s, sitting perpendicular to her opponent. Rubia’s right leg was up in the air and Vanessa grabbed it and hugged it to her chest, letting her angelic rack hold it in place as she ferociously tribbed into her prey.

“Ahhh!” Rubia cried. “Is that all you can do? Morena is a far hotter brunette than you could ever hope to be!”

“Oh, you like it rough, do you?” Vanessa asked rhetorically. “Well, be careful what you wish for!”

While Christina was watching with focus and concern, Holly and Nicole had started to relax and enjoy the show, as if it was a sporting event in which their team was winning and in some ways, that’s exactly what it was.

“We really oughta have another two-on-two match at some point.” Nicole said.

“Yeah.” Holly agreed. “And next time, Nessa and I will wipe the floor with you two.”

“Keep dreaming, Holl.” Nicole said, giggling.

“You’re awfully laidback about this.” Christina pointed out. “Shouldn’t you be at least a little nervous?”

“Ah, they’ve got this.” Holly said. 

“Yeah.” Nicole agreed. “You and your bosses don’t know Jazz and Nessa like we do.”

“And they don’t know La Rubia and La Morena like I do.” Christina said. “Still, so far, so good.”

La Morena tried desperately to get away from Jasmine’s hold over her but the raven had total control. All the brunette could do was change her position so that she was now lying on her back instead of her side but all this really did was make Jasmine’s job easier. She now lied on top of Jasmine, who used her legs to pry open Morena’s legs, just as Rubia had done to Jasmine just minutes ago. Morena’s brown hair tickled Jasmine’s torso as she kept up her brutal fingering. 

“Ay dios mio! Agh!” Morena cried. 

“That’s right, baby.” Jasmine mocked. “Just lie down and take it like the worthless little fuckdoll you’ve always known you are!”

“Vete a la mierda!” Morena cursed.

“What did she say?” Holly asked Christina.

“Go fuck yourself.” Christina answered.

“Geez, I just asked!” Holly said defensively.

Christina gave her an annoyed, condescending look.

“Oh.” Holly said, realizing what Christina meant. “Sorry.”

Nicole laughed. 

Meanwhile, Vanessa was still mercilessly fucking La Rubia from her own dominant position, slowly but viciously rubbing her cunt into that of the blonde Mexican. The brunette then reached down to grope and knead the sicaria’s bouncing, mocha-skinned breasts. 

“Don’t you worry, junkie.” Vanessa said. “I’ll make sure that you two are put away in a place where I can come in and do this to you whenever I want.”

“I was just about to say the same thing to you.” Rubia shot back.

“I’m afraid only one of us is in the position to be making threats at the moment, babe.” Vanessa said condescendingly. 

As Jasmine kept smacking Morena’s lower lips, the helpless brunette soon felt her first orgasm of the match beginning to show itself. She could do nothing to stop it and she knew it. So, she just decided to stop resisting and let it happen instead of wasting any more energy. 

“Agh! Agh! AGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!” Morena cried as she came all over Jasmine’s still smacking hand.

“That’s what I like to hear.” Jasmine mocked as she released the sicaria, who rolled off of the raven, panting.

“But you got to taste me.” Jasmine continued. “I think it’s only fair that I return the favor, don’t you?”

Morena was still too out of breath to respond, so she just kept huffing and puffing.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Jasmine joked.

The raven then crawled in front of her opponent and spread her smooth, mocha legs open before immediately and without warning shoving her face into the bright, pink, soaking orifice. Jasmine slammed her tongue in the fleshy folds like the key to a frustratingly stubborn lock.

“Argh!” Morena yelped as she was eaten alive.

The ravenous raven loudly slurped and sucked at her rival’s pudenda, not even attempting to control her drool as she did, letting it mix with the sicaria’s flavorful fluids. The blushing brunette reached down to bury her hands in Jasmine’s thick hair in a feeble attempt to control her rival’s cunnilingus onslaught. Very soon, Morena’s clit came out from hiding and Jasmine took notice right away. She licked the sweet Mexican coño all over, up and down, left and right, diagonally, driving her tongue in and out like a wet, fleshy screwdriver. Morena wrapped her legs around Jasmine’s head and tried to flip them over but Jasmine held her prey down by her inner thighs as she continued her feast.

Meanwhile, Vanessa had buried her face in between Rubia’s jiggly jubblies, motorboating the bulbous funbags as continued to grind her cunt into that of the blonde’s. The still moaning Rubia reached down to squeeze Vanessa’s thick, bubbly ass, letting her fingers be absorbed by the meaty, jello-like cheeks but all this really did was make the tribbing even more pleasurable for Rubia. It soon became clear that Rubia’s climax would happen very soon, so she braced herself for it. While that was happening, Jasmine had wrapped her lips around Morena’s pulsating, pink pleasure bud and went to town or rather went to war. So soon after her last orgasm, Morena could not help but feel yet another one closing in fast.

“Ahhhh!” Morena cried as Jasmine licked her.

“Ohhhh!” Rubia cried as Vanessa fucked her. 

Taking notice of this, the two cop babes silently decided to try and make their two opponents cum at the exact same time or at least as close to each other as possible. Jasmine and Vanessa both added their fingers to their respective techniques in an effort to increase the pleasure, which had absolutely devastating results. Jasmine knifed her index and middle finger into Morena’s lower folds while Vanessa used her own index and middle finger to explore Rubia’s upper folds. That was all it took.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” The two sicarias shrieked as they came violently.

Jasmine’s face was splattered with La Morena’s fluids. She grinned as it swam down her cheeks and seeped into her dark hair. Vanessa cooed as she felt La Rubia cum up inside her like a super soaker. The two cops released their rivals as Morena began to fade from consciousness and Rubia laid on the floor hyperventilating. Vanessa wasn’t done yet. She grabbed the panting blonde and wrestled her in front of her in a sitting position, her crotch pressed against her ass and her G-cups pressed against her back, letting the sicaria’s blonde locks tickle her nips. She used her arm to secure La Rubia, placing it just under her mocha tits and she used her legs to pry open those of her opponent’s. Jasmine immediately saw where this was headed.

“You up for some some more payback, girlfriend?” Vanessa asked her partner. 

“Oh, I’d be more than happy to, babe.” Jasmine said lovingly. 

Jasmine approached the two and took delicious advantage of the opportunity her friend had given her. She went down to her stomach in front of the grunting and resistant sicaria. La Rubia expected the raven to go down on her like she had just done to her partner but Jasmine had other plans.

“Allow me to show you why they call our squad The G-Cup Brigade.” Jasmine taunted. 

She then brought her aforementioned G-cups together and squeezed them into one as best she could before slowly and sensually rubbing them into the Latina’s exposed twat.

“Ohhh!” Rubia moaned as she was titty-fucked. “Puta madre!”

Vanessa decided to get in on the action by using her free arm to once again grope and molest the helpless blonde’s rack. Rubia grit her teeth as Jasmine’s nipples penetrated her folds. The raven would use her hands to slowly and agonizingly grind her tits in different patterns, frequently changing it up, giving the helpless sicaria no chance to adapt or prepare herself for the next round of pleasure. 

“Ugggghhhh!!” La Rubia moaned. 

“That’s it, Jazz.” Vanessa encouraged. “Fuck her like the pathetic little tramp that she is!”

“Well, since you asked nicely, Nessa…” Jasmine joked as she increased the speed and aggression of her titty-fucking. 

“Fuck!” La Rubia cursed. 

“My, how the tables have turned, hermana.” Jasmine teased. 

“Indeed they have.” Vanessa agreed. She very much enjoyed dominating the Brujas given how much grief they had put her through. 

Just like with La Morena, it had been so soon after Rubia’s previous climax that her pleasure meter was still in the red and she began to feel another orgasm quickly approaching. She was even more helpless to escape it than last time, so once again, all she did was brace herself and save up her remaining energy. Vanessa then stopped using her free arm to grope Rubia’s tits and instead reached downwards to join her dark-haired friend in assaulting the blonde’s pussy. 

“Ugh! Malditas perras!” Rubia cursed.

Once again, Nicole and Holly looked at Christina for the translation.

“Fucking bitches.” Christina said without needing to be asked.

“Oh.” Holly and Nicole said at the same time.

“Agh! Agh! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Rubia cried as she came and once again, Jasmine took the brunt of the ejaculation.

La Rubia’s eyelids drooped and Vanessa coldly tossed her aside as she looked at her friend coated in girl mess.

“Oh, Jazz.” Vanessa said. “You’re all full of narco cum. I think you need to be cleaned up.”

“I’m more than happy to share.” Jasmine said as she closed in and hugged the brunette, also covering her in the stuff.

“Ahhh…” Vanessa cooed as she felt the fluids coat her soft skin.

She then looked at Jasmine inches away from her face and the two smiled at each other before initiating a passionate, loving kiss. Holly and Nicole watched intently as their senior partners made out lustfully. They were both so wet, they couldn’t stand it. Whatever the “punishment” was that Jasmine and Vanessa had in mind for them, they hoped it would be worth the wait.

“Not bad at all.” Christina commented. 

These two were beginning to live up to the expectations planted in her head by Tamara. She had never once seen her former bosses get served like this. Despite her earlier skepticism about Jasmine and Vanessa, she wouldn’t mind locking up thighs with either of them at some point. And she would absolutely love to take Holly and Nicole to bed too. Perhaps all at the same time. She stopped fantasizing and focused back on watching the festivities. As the two cop babes enjoyed their passionate make out session, they began to slow down their kissing and Jasmine slowly opened her eyes and gazed behind her. La Morena had gotten up and was about to pounce on the two. Vanessa realized what was about to happen too and they both broke the kiss. 

“We know you’re there, bitch.” Jasmine said bluntly.

“Of course you do.” Morena said in an annoyed tone. “Honestly…I think I speak for both myself and my partner when I say that you two are the most worthy opponents we’ve ever had.”

“Why, thank you.” Vanessa said sarcastically. “But if you don’t mind, why don’t you just surrender already so that my own partner and I can have reconciliation sex in peace?”

“I’m afraid not.” Morena said. “Las Brujas will never surrender in a sexfight.”

“So we’ve been told.” Jasmine said. “But neither will Task Force 732.”

“So, what happens when an unstoppable force meets an unmovable object?” Vanessa asked.

“Why don’t we resume finding out?” Morena asked.

“Gladly.” Jasmine said.

The raven then got up to take up the sicaria’s challenge. Morena was admittedly a little disappointed, as she wanted to play with her fellow brunette right now but a match is a match. Vanessa looked down at the blonde on the mesh floor, who seemed to have finally caught her breath and turned her head to look at Vanessa.

“Finally decided to rejoin us?” Vanessa asked as Jasmine and Morena went off to lock up.

“Mi hermana is right.” Rubia said. “You two are amazing…And it will make defeating you all the more glorious.”

“Well, you’ll be disappointed in that regard.” Vanessa said. “I’ve waited for a very long time to bring down your cartel.”

“Then why don’t you come over here and try?” Rubia dared. “I’ve been aching to taste you since you yanked on my hair when you bursted in here.”

“Enchanté.” Vanessa accepted.

Vanessa got up off the trampoline-like floor and moved over to her blonde rival, who opened her arms and legs up, challenging the sexy cop to come and outlick her. She positioned herself correctly and then got on top of the sicaria, getting a nice, close look at her opponent’s warm, wet, red cunt while La Rubia herself had Vanessa’s own gorgeous cunt right in front of her face. Not needing any signal to begin, the two nymphos suddenly and forcefully rammed their respective tongues into their rival’s respective twats. 

“Mmmm…” They both moaned as they ate, licked, slurped and slobbered all over the other babe’s orifice like it was their last meal. 

This was the first time that Vanessa had ever gotten to taste a Bruja pussy and it was every bit as physically and emotionally gratifying as she had imagined. Her revenge had begun but it would only truly end with La Cazadora and her duty as a cop would compel her to go after el jeffe, La Malvada herself. 

“You taste nice, chica.” Rubia commented. 

“Likewise.” Vanessa said before they both resumed their meals.

Meanwhile, Jasmine and La Morena had gone off in their own direction. As soon as the sicaria led the cop babe off far enough, she turned around and immediately slammed into the raven, who was ready for it. Right away, they started off with some lustful tongue kissing, something that they haven’t gotten to do much of that night. At least not with their actual opponents. Their G-cups mushroomed against each other as they made out, pink and brown milk buds piercing the other. They buried their hands in dark and brown hair and squeezed their fingers into the soft, sweaty tresses before the brunette sicaria broke the kiss.

“It’s a shame this has to end at some point, novia.” Morena commented. 

“Don’t worry, babe.” Jasmine said. “I’ll finish you off in a way you’ll never forget.”

“I’d like to see you try.” Morena challenged.

“Be careful what you wish for.” Jasmine shot back. 

The raven then resumed kissing the brunette and pushed all of her weight into her, making them both fall to the bouncy floor with Jasmine on top, her black hair falling down to curtain them both. Morena reached behind her opponent to grab her hair and bunch it all away behind her back to get it out of their way. Jasmine broke the heated kiss.

“Where were we before?” Jasmine asked rhetorically. “Oh, that’s right, I beat and licked your sweet little cunt into exploding not once but twice. I think there’s only one thing left to do with it, don’t you?”

“Bring it on, puta.” Morena dared.

“You asked for it, bitch.” Jasmine shot back.

The raven used her legs to pry the Latina’s apart and then pulled back so that the two of them were laying on the ground parallel to each other. At the same time, the two nymphos brought their pulsating pussies together at last.

“Ahhhh…!!” They both moaned at the delicious contact.

They flexed their pelvises and backs to further grind into each other with everything they had. Their lower lips kissing sent little shockwaves of pleasure throughout their slutty, perfect bodies as they tribbed. It was glorious. The ultimate way to end a sexfight. Holly and Nicole were absolutely enthralled. This was right up there with Jasmine’s final match with Sabrina for the best they had ever witnessed. It was easily the best two-on-two match they had ever and probably will ever see. Christina however, had a more serious expression as she watched. The blonde and redhead didn’t really take notice or perhaps were too horny to notice but Christina knew all too well what was really going on.

Jasmine and Vanessa now had the exact opposite problem that they were having earlier. Instead of being too angry and hotheaded, now they had become too comfortable and overconfident. After getting the sicarias to cum so intensely, they likely let it go to their heads. Christina knew her former bosses’ style and that Las Brujas in general were absolute masters of the psychological warfare of the game. Let your opponent or in this case, opponents be blinded by their own emotions, be it one extreme or the other. It is always guaranteed to make them easy prey. However, Jasmine and Vanessa saw through their ploy once before and Christin had high hopes that they could do it again. This tactic was always risky, especially if you tried it twice on the same opponent anyway. 

Vanessa and La Rubia continued feasting on each other’s scrumptious pussies and had become much more vicious in doing so. They were now nibbling, spitting, gnawing and lapping like starving animals. Their clits quickly came out of hiding to play. A sexfight in general is a war of attrition above all else but a 69 duel especially personifies that. It is the most direct and inescapable battle of endurance that two women can possibly partake in as they dish out orgasm after orgasm on their opponent. It is also quite demanding as you must keep a constant pace and slowing down to even the slightest degree can have lethal consequences.

The brunette and blonde’s mouths were 100% filled with the other’s unique flavor as they kept eating. It is hard to notice from the point of view of a spectator but the two had actually orgasmed down each other’s throats many times since this oral standoff had begun. La Rubia’s blonde hair had blanketed over Vanessa’s legs due to her being on top while Vanessa’s own brown tresses fanned out behind her on the floor. Their faces had become coated with the other slut’s shiny secretions. Their hands tightly squeezed each other’s asses, letting their fingers be absorbed by the meaty cheeks.

Meanwhile, Jasmine and La Morena had become fully absorbed themselves into their scissoring session. They had even grabbed each other’s legs in an effort to pull each other into the tribbing even further. God, it was amazing. Jasmine felt her lower lips fuse into those of the sicaria and she could not get enough of the feeling of wet, smooth, soft, velvety greatness inside of her. Their hair was sweaty, matted and disheveled from their heated actions, their perky G-cup breasts bounced around like jello molds with each movement no matter how small or subtle. They could feel their juices coalescing together inside of their joined cunts, one of the greatest feelings that any woman can hope to experience in her lifetime. 

“Ugh!” Jasmine grunted. “You…fucking…hot…bitch…” 

“That’s right, baby.” Morena said. “Give into the pleasure.”

Holly and Nicole now began to show some concern at how almost hypnotized it seemed their senior partners were becoming with the whole thing. They couldn’t blame them of course but still, the two of them were supposed to be fighting for the lives of every cop here. Christina sighed and closed her eyes in disappointment. She considered it too late at this point. Still, the naive blonde and redhead maintained hope that their girls would see through this again and come out on top in the end. 

La Rubia and Vanessa continued their 69 battle, lapping and licking but both nymphos began to take notice that one of them was beginning to slow and falter. That one of them was Vanessa. Her tonguing had started to waver while La Rubia was still going strong. This was very bad. Once again, wavering for any amount of time at all during a 69 can cost any woman immensely and Vanessa was about to find that out the hard way. La Rubia pressed her advantage, as it would be stupid for anyone in her position not to. She took one of her hands from Vanessa’s ass and began pumping her fingers in addition to her tongue in and out of the brunette’s pleasure center. 

“Mmmm!” Vanessa moaned, muffled by Rubia’s own pussy as her domination commenced.

La Rubia showed absolutely no mercy as she brought her other hand into the fray. Now, every single part of Vanessa’s cunt that her opponent could fit something into was being assaulted and she was feeling the heat immediately. It felt as if the world’s largest and most powerful taser was being blasted inside of her. She felt herself getting weaker and weaker with every passing moment. However, little did she know that she wasn’t the only cop babe in this fight that was beginning to fall apart. Jasmine’s body was beginning to give into the pleasure it was feeling, letting herself be consumed by La Morena’s skilled twat. She was moaning and groaning each and every second as the sicaria did not give her any room to breathe whatsoever. 

“Oh…Fuck!” Jasmine moaned. 

La Morena was grunting and gasping like any woman would in a scissoring session but her reactions were much less pronounced than those of her raven rival. This was exactly what she wanted. Jasmine was playing right into her hands. Jasmine herself was beginning to finally take notice of this but it was too late. Suddenly, the atmosphere of the entire room shifted. Holly and Nicole knew this feeling all too well. It was exactly what happened to them during their match with the sicarias. Both La Rubia and La Morena’s relaxed and cheerful expression were now replaced with devious, evil grins. La Morena then got up and was now tribbing Jasmine from a much more aggressive and dominant position.

“Fuck!” Jasmine cursed as she was fucked.

While that was happening, La Rubia’s cunnilingus onslaught against her own opponent became much more fierce. She brought out her teeth and began nibbling and biting at Vanessa’s lower lips and then went on to gnaw at her clit.

“Agh!” Vanessa grunted. “Alright, bitch! You wanna bite clits, let’s bite clits!”

Vanessa retaliated with her own nibbling and gnawing against the blonde’s tasty pink folds. However, as aggressive as she was, she just could not hope to match the raw viciousness of her Mexican rival. Vanessa felt like her pussy was on fire. 

“Gooood!” Vanessa cried. 

“Your spy was right, cabrona.” La Rubia lectured. “You don’t know who you’re messing with. This kind of cunnilingus is just how we break in new recruits!”

Holly and Nicole gulped upon hearing that. They wished they could do more than just watch. Christina closed her eyes, not wanting to see the inevitable humiliation that was already unfolding.

“Agh! Ugh! You…CUUUUUUUUNNNNNNTTTTTT!!!!!” Vanessa screamed as her climax smashed into her without warning. 

She splattered her girl mess all over La Rubia’s seductive face, who licked and swallowed as much as she could. Jasmine was not faring much better herself.

“Goddamn it!” She cursed. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!” She cried as her own orgasm hit her like a semi-truck. 

La Morena cooed as she felt the raven shoot her load straight up her vaginal canal. Jasmine felt like she had nothing left. Her body was failing her and even her rival could see this. Vanessa was still hanging on by a thread but La Rubia climbed off of her, thinking that the match was as good as over. Vanessa looked over at her friend, hyperventilating on the floor, her eyelids rapidly blinking, struggling to stay open as La Morena looked down on her both figuratively and literally. 

“Jazz…No…” Vanessa begged through her own panting. “I can’t keep going without you.”

“I’m…sorry…” Jasmine said as she finally lost consciousness.

Vanessa, Holly, Nicole and Christina all went wide-eyed. Jasmine wasn’t getting back up. Vanessa was all alone now and she felt just as helpless and defeated as the day Las Brujas took Brooke away from her. And just like that day, all she could do was watch.

“Now that this is as good as over…” La Morena began. “Hermana, why don’t you join me in getting a taste of my fellow brunette?”

“I’d be happy to, novia.” La Rubia answered.

Vanessa was still exhausted from her 69 duel with La Rubia and she could barely even move. The two sicarias pried her legs open, revealing her bright red cunt. La Rubia then brought her own crotch down on top of her, practically dropping into her opponent.

“Agh!” Vanessa cried.

“Just sit back and let it happen.” Rubia said in a serious tone, like she was giving an order.

The blonde Latina flexed her pelvis and jerked her body all around, further grinding into the helpless brunette. La Morena then joined in by bending down and dipping her tongue right into the crevice in between the two joined pussies. 

“Ohhh!!” Rubia and Vanessa both cried.

“Nice touch.” Rubia encouraged.

Morena’s tongue slowly and lustfully swam around both cunts. Rubia grabbed her partner’s head and pushed it down further into the fused muffs. The blonde was hardly phased by the licking but Vanessa was overwhelmed by it. Rubia then continued tribbing, adding onto the pleasure. So soon after her previous orgasm, the tired and beat to Hell brunette could not help but feel another one coming on. Both sicarias held her down to keep her from escaping. Her pleasure just kept rising and rising and rising until finally her dam burst.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” She screamed as her juices came out and soaked both Morena’s tongue and Rubia’s pussy.

She fell back again, her consciousness beginning to fade but she struggled with all of her remaining might to hold on. Then, Rubia pulled out of her and then came down to join Morena in licking the brunette. 

“Fuck…” Vanessa cursed weakly at the double cunnilingus. The same move they were about to use to finish off Jasmine when she intervened just in time. She wished Jasmine could do the same for her right now.

Two tongues. Two strong, skilled, leathery, pink wet tongued invading her snatch at the same time. Her legs twitched from the shockwaves of pleasure exploring her body with each passing moment. Once again, being so soon after the previous climax, another quickly rose to take its place. She felt it coming and she knew there was nothing she could do to stop it. 

“No…” She moaned weakly. 

Both Rubia and Morena dragged their tongues up towards their helpless prey’s clit, double-teaming the little pink pleasure bud. The two tongues poked, licked and jabbed at it before both pressed into it at the same time.

“Ohhhh….“ Vanessa yelled as she orgasmed for the third time in a row, splattering the Latina’s faces and hair as she did. 

This was it. She lost…She lost again. She felt her consciousness rapidly fading…and then…

“Get up!” Holly shouted frantically. “Nessa, please get up! Don’t let them take us away! Don’t let them win again!”

“You’re just gonna make it worse on all of us.” Christina said.

Nicole just watched in horror.

“We’ll deal with you meddling gringas and your spy later.” Morena shouted back. 

“Yes.” Rubia agreed. “For now, let us enjoy our fun.”

Hearing those words from Holly awakened something in Vanessa. She remembered Brooke’s helpless face, Jasmine rescuing them all from Sabrina and everything she had gone through in her entire career as a cop. 

‘No.’ She thought to herself firmly. ‘No! I won’t lose any more teammates to them! Never! I won’t lose to them ever again!!!’

The brunette cop babe felt something sweltering inside of her, boiling her blood and increasing her heart rate. She soon realized what this was. She had seen it and even been on the receiving end of it several times but she had never felt it herself…

Rage.

With a sudden burst of energy, Vanessa got up and before her opponents could react, she wrapped her legs around both of their heads and used them to catapult them away from her. The sicarias were in shock.

“What the fuck?!” La Rubia asked.

“How stubborn can you cabronas be?” Morena asked rhetorically. “Fine. More punishment it is then.”

“Oh, there will be punishment, alright.” Vanessa promised in a serious, intimidating voice. 

“Teach them a lesson!” Nicole cheered. 

Vanessa didn’t need to be told twice. She ran at them, pulled her arms out to her side at a perfect 90 degree angle and then slammed into her rivals, tackling them to the ground. She quickly wrapped her lower legs around Morena’s head, securing her in just the right place where the other brunette could not lick her in retaliation.

“Ugh!” Morena grunted as she was uncomfortably squeezed. 

She had also secured La Rubia down on the ground with herself on top, their breasts mushrooming together. She immediately slammed her mouth down on the blonde’s and began tribbing her like she had never tribbed before. 

“Mmmmm!!!” Rubia yelled, muffled by Vanessa’s tongue. 

She showed the sicaria the exact same amount of mercy that she and Morena had shown Vanessa and her friends…None. She brutally tongued and fucked the helpless Latina. Having just been licked by her own partner, La Rubia was already high up on the pleasure meter and soon began to feel her climax enveloping her. Vanessa had such a vice grip with her legs on Morena’s head that she had no way of escaping to help her partner. She desperately tried scratching and biting at her fellow brunette’s legs but it did absolutely nothing but annoy Vanessa, not even slowing her down. 

Holly was ecstatic seeing this. Her jaw dropped, leaving her speechless. She had to stop herself from cheering. Nicole was in awe as well, feeling as if she was watching Jasmine instead. Christina was also quite impressed. Just when she was losing hope, this happened. Amazing. La Rubia could not hold back her orgasm anymore. 

“Agh! Ugh! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!” She screamed loud enough to break glass if there was any in the room.

She came like a fire hose, blasting Vanessa all over and up her pussy. Vanessa used her legs to throw Morena to the side again as she looked down and saw the blonde quickly fading into unconsciousness. Vanessa glared down at her defeated enemy and then coldly kicked her aside to get her out of the way, as if she was nothing but gutter trash, which, in Vanessa’s mind, she was. She turned around to see La Morena get up, flipping her wet, brown hair out of her face. A look of terror and amazement on her face as she saw her defeated partner.

“Mi hermana…” Morena mouthed with her lips, so shocked she couldn’t speak. 

“You’re next, cunt.” Vanessa said matter of factly. “You like fucking other brunettes, do you? Then I hope you like getting your coño kicked by them as well!”

Morena growled and grit her teeth before charging Vanessa recklessly. The brunette gringa didn’t show an inch of fear. She stood perfectly still like a tree as Morena smashed into her, their erogenous zones joining before Vanessa forced all of her weight into the sicaria and toppled her into the floor with herself on top. She expertly pried La Morena’s legs open and used her fingers to unleash a torrential wave of pleasure on her helpless rival.

“Aggggghhhhh!!” Morena cried as she was finger fucked. 

Vanessa was utterly silent and focused, not even grunting as she held the other brunette down and fucked her within in inch of her life. She knifed her hand with multiple different finger combinations in and out of her like a machine, not giving her even a millisecond to breathe. She kissed the sicaria, silencing her cries and tonguing her throat down with absolute mercilessness. La Morena moaned, groaned and jerked around futilely to escape her domination at Vanessa’s hands but there was simply not a snowball’s chance in Hell of her ever turning this around. She felt her orgasm beginning to show itself and tried her best to brace for it but absolutely nothing could prepare her for the nuclear bomb of pleasure about to be set off inside of her cunt. Vanessa released her mouth, wanting to hear her scream as she made her cum.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!” Morena shrieked like a banshee as she sprayed like a whale’s blowhole all over the place. 

The Latina brunette finally passed out, her head drooping. Vanessa spit on her coldly before dragging her unconscious body alongside that of La Rubia. She then slowly but purposefully walked out of the room. About 20 seconds later, she came back with two pairs of handcuffs and the sicarias’ keys for the captives. She cuffed the two narcos and then proceeded to free Nicole, then Christina and finally Holly. As it was all finally taken care of, Vanessa’s purposeful rage had finally worn off and her exhaustion came back with a vengeance. She suddenly lost her balance and collapsed into Holly’s arms, who stroked her hair lovingly.

“You did it, Nessa.” Holly said,

“Yes…” Vanessa said in a weak whisper. “Holl…Would you…put me…next to…her?”

“Of course.” Holly said. 

She wrapped Vanessa’s arm around her neck and helped walk her over to the still unconscious Jasmine before gently letting her down right next to the beautiful raven. 

“I did it, Jazz…” Vanessa said still weakly. “I won’t be afraid of them…ever again…”

Vanessa then passed out herself.

“Well…” Christina said. “It’s been fun, chicas but I have two Brujas to bring in.”

“Thanks for saving us, Chrissy.” Nicole said. “We couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Ah, your partners did all the work.” Christina said modestly.

“Still, you really came through.” Holly said. “And you only got exposed because of us being stupid…Sorry.”

“Hey, the job’s done.” Christina said. “Tamara told me what prison to bring these bitches to. That St. Lillith’s place, right?”

“That’s the one.” Holly said. 

“It’s a shame we never had time to…REALLY get to know each other.” Nicole said.

“Yes, damn shame.” Christina said flirtatiously. “But I hope we get to work together again, real soon, Task Force 732.”

Holly and Nicole both gave Christina a short but passionate goodbye kiss as the mestizo beauty dragged the sicarias away to get booked. Holly and Nicole checked out her bubbly Latina ass as she did. They then looked at their unconscious partners with mixed pride and shame. On one hand, the job was done and they did as Tamara asked. On the other hand, the two younger girls nearly got them all captured by the Brujas and they knew they deserved whatever punishment their partners had in mind for them. No use beating around the bush.

“You wanna wake them up in the best way possible?” Nicole asked.

“You know me too well, Nikki.” Holly said. 

The two of them crawled in between their partner’s legs, Nicole between Jasmine’s and Holly between Vanessa’s. At the same time, they dug their mouths in, gently feasting on their friends. They were totally passed out, so it actually took quite some time and licking to get them to wake up.

“Uhhhh…” Jasmine stirred first. Looking down to see what was happening.

“Nikki, you thirsty little perv…” Jasmine teased weakly. “I thought one of those bitches was taking advantage of me in my sleep….Wait…You’re free!”

“Yup!” Nicole said excitedly through her licking. “Nessa crushed them! You should’ve seen it, Jazz!”

“Did she now?” Jasmine asked as she turned her head to see the still passed out brunette being orally pleasured by Holly.

“Ohhhh…” Vanessa said as she began to stir and saw what Holly was doing to her. “Should’ve figured you wouldn’t let me sleep, princess.”

“Not on your life, thunder thighs.” Holly said before resuming her meal.

Vanessa turned her head to see Jasmine looking at her lovingly.

“You really kicked some cunt, huh?” Jasmine asked as Nicole ate her.

“Yeah.” Vanessa said proudly. “I think I’ve unlocked my own rage.”

“Woah…” Jasmine said, briefly going wide eyed. “Wish I could’ve seen it…Or better yet, helped.”

“Don’t feel bad, Jazz.” Vanessa said. “I should’ve gone with you the first time you asked me.”

“Let the past stay in the past, girlfriend. Oh!” Jasmine cooed from the licking.

“No.” Vanessa said seriously. “I caused all of this by being such a drama queen and keeping secrets. No more of that I promise. Ah! Geez, Holl!”

“Well, maybe you would’ve felt more comfortable talking about it if I wasn’t so busy sucking my own clit.” Jasmine admitted.

“We all acted like dumb bimbos these last couple days, okay?” Vanessa said. “Wait, what time is it?!”

“No idea.” Jasmine said. “Let’s go home and celebrate either way.”

“Whatever you say.” Vanessa said. “But not before we let our juniors make this up to us.”

They laid back and enjoyed the cunnilingus before cumming all over the younger girls’ faces.

“Ahhhh…” They both cooed.

“We’re still punishing them, right?” Vanessa asked.

“Oh, big time.” Jasmine answered.

The younger girls rolled their eyes but before they all got up. 

“Wait.” Jasmine said. “Where’s that spy?” 

“Christina.” Nicole corrected. “She hauled those narco off to St. Lillith’s.”

“Oh.” Jasmine.

“Wait.” Holly said. “One last last thing.” 

Everyone looked at Holly and an awkward silence commenced before the blonde wrapped her arms about Vanessa and hugged her tight.

“Never quit on me again, Nessa. Ever!” Holly demanded.

“Holl, I…” Vanessa said.

“Don’t “Holl” me!” Holly said. “You were going to throw your entire life’s work away, including me! If I was partnered with anyone other than you, I’d still be that bitchy little rich airhead you met a year ago! You made me the cop I am today! Promise me you won’t ever leave me again! Please!”

“I promise.” Vanessa said lovingly, stroking Holly’s hair. 

Jasmine and Nicole looked at each other before hugging too.

“Thanks for coming to save my dumbass, Jazz.” Nicole said.

“You would’ve done the same for me, Nikki.” Jasmine said. “Anyone of us would have done it for everyone else too.”

“Now…” Vanessa said. “Let’s get back to the penthouse for your punishment.”

Epilogue

As the girls drove home, excitement filled their hearts but was soon followed by dread. They all had one question on their minds but they didn’t want to kill the mood by asking it right now. It can wait until after their celebration. The sun was now out and it was a little after 1:00 PM. Including Jasmine’s attempted one-on-two fight, the match with the sicarias had taken about eight hours. Holly and Nicole had started this at about 11:00 PM, so those two had been in that building for well over 14 hours. On one hand, the team was back together again and stronger than ever. They should feel ecstatic but they still also felt quite guilty about causing the whole thing. Nicole especially since it started out as just her idea. However, they were sure that Jasmine and Vanessa’s punishment would ease some of that guilt.

Soon, they arrived home and Ben had long gone off to work. He was no doubt curious and a little worried about where the girls were this morning but he knew they could take care of themselves. They were cops after all. If only he knew what had actually happened that night. He would give them all a good spanking for worrying him so much and they would all enjoy it. Vanessa and Jasmine sat the younger girls on Jasmine and Ben’s bed. They had embarrassed looks on their faces, as if they were in the Principal’s Office. 

“Now, you misbehaving little sluts stay right there while we go prepare our tools.” Jasmine said.

“Wait, guys…” Nicole said seriously. “We all need to get this out of the way first.”

The other girls looked at her, knowing what she was about to ask.

“What are we going to tell Tamara?” Nicole asked.

The girls then all looked at their leader, Vanessa for guidance. Jasmine gave her a look that said “It’s all you.”

“We all come completely clean.” Vanessa said. “We tell her absolutely everything. Each of us will tell her what we did wrong and what we did right.”

They then all looked at Jasmine, all thinking the same thing. Jasmine was really the only one here who had no risk of getting fired, as she was the only one who actually did everything she was supposed to do in this situation. Nicole started this whole mess, Holly did nothing to stop her and Vanessa flaked on her responsibilities until the last minute. Jasmine actually did her duty from start to finish. 

“If one of us goes…” Jasmine said. “We all go.”

The others nodded their heads in agreement. 

“Alright then, enough procrastination.” Vanessa said. “It’s punishment time.”

The girls all ditched their serious attitudes and their excitement came back. Jasmine and Vanessa walked out of the room, leaving the younger girls waiting in anticipation. A few minutes later, the older girls came back both wearing strapons. Vanessa wore a red one and Jasmine wore a yellow one. Holly and Nicole had to stop their jaws from dropping. 

“I’ve been saving these for a special occasion.” Vanessa said evilly. “The colors match the hair of who they’re going to be used on.”

Yes. Vanessa would be punishing Nicole and Jasmine would be punishing Holly. They figured their juniors would enjoy it too much if it was the other way around. The younger girls submitted and laid back on the bed, spreading their legs for their punishment.

“Glad to see you’re accepting of this. Easier on all of us.” Jasmine said. “Now let’s get this over with.”

Jasmine mounted Holly and Vanessa mounted Nicole. The two 28 year olds looked at each other and then simultaneously began penetrating their respective naughty sluts.

“Ohhhhh!!” Holly cried.

“Ahhhhh!!” Nicole yelped.

None of the girls had used toys before. They usually weren’t a fan as they felt the toys took away from the skin-on-skin contact that they loved so much about both lesbian sex and sexfighting but this was supposed to be a punishment after all. Jasmine and Vanessa humped the blonde and redhead harshly, making them moan like the misbehaving little bitches that they were. They looked down at their blushing faces and fanned hair out behind them and they reached down to sink their fingers into their G-cups to use as leverage. They strapon fucked the younger girls for over an hour, making them cum more times than any of the nymphos bothered to keep track of. By the time 90 minutes had passed, they both felt like they’d been punished enough. 

“Have our stupid little cum dumpsters learned their lesson?” Vanessa asked.

Holly and Nicole both nodded desperately, too winded to speak. 

“Good.” Jasmine said. “But if you ever act out of line again, just keep this in mind…We were using the smaller ones!”

“Yes!” Nicole said desperately as she caught her breath. “We’ll never think with our pussies again, Jazz! We promise!”

“Yes! We swear!” Holly said.

“Very well then.” Vanessa said. “Now, once you two rest up a bit, why don’t we get the celebration started?”

They let their thoroughly fucked juniors relax for a little while. Once the blonde and redhead regained their usual smiles, the older girls jumped into bed with them and the celebration was on. 

“Let’s never fight again, girls.” Vanessa said. “At least not the bad kind of fight.”

The girls frolicked with each other on the bed for another hour. They didn’t even notice or care when the door opened and Ben came walking in. A sight he had always looked forward to seeing, especially now given recent events.

“Well, I guess the drama’s over, huh?” He asked, interrupting their reunion orgy.

“You could say that, honey.” Jasmine said as she lied on top of Vanessa.

“You wanna join us, handsome?” Vanessa asked. 

Jasmine tightly pinched and twisted her nipples for that.

“Ow!” Vanessa yelped. “Oh, you’re gonna pay for that, bitch!”

“I’d like to see you try, cunt.” Jasmine dared. 

The two then kissed each other passionately. 

“Sorry we were such pains in the ass.” Nicole said from in between Holly’s legs.

“Yeah, if it wasn’t for our hot bodies and our sluttiness, what would you even keep us around for?” Holly asked jokingly.

“I’d ask what happened last night since I woke up to an empty penthouse but I’m just glad it’s over.” Ben said.

“I’m actually rather curious, myself.” A familiar voice said, making everyone stop and turn their heads. 

It was Tamara. The sultry chief walked into the room both seductively and menacingly before staring down at the four naked nymphos. 

“Now my lovelies, tell me what happened…Because Christina turned in La Rubia and La Morena to St. Lillith’s just a bit ago but she wouldn’t tell me how that came to be.” Tamara explained.

Christina was covering for them, bless her G-cup protected heart. They had to find some way to thank her for that. 

“I’m waiting.” Tamara said as the girls were deep in thought. “Girls, I’d love to just sit here and enjoy the show but…”

“We’ll tell you.” Vanessa interrupted. “Everything.”

The girls then all took turns recounting the tale for their boss. The mistakes, the stupidity but also the heroism and incredible feats. Tamara was very compelled by what they were telling her and Ben. 

“And that’s everything.” Vanessa finished. 

“I see.” Tamara said. “That’s quite a story.”

“It sure is.” Ben said.

“Don’t be mad at Christina, ma’am.” Holly requested. “She was just trying to protect us, even though it’s our fault her cover was blown.”

“She was a very valuable spy.” Tamara said. “Losing her is a great blow to our battle against Las Brujas.”

“It’s my fault, ma’am.” Nicole said. “It was my idea in the face.”

“Nikki…” Jasmine said. “We’ve already established that you wouldn’t have done that if I wasn’t such a high and mighty bitch. It’s my fault.”

“No, Jazz. It was all me.” Vanessa said. “I should’ve been a better leader and prevented my personal feelings from getting in the way of the squad. I’m sorry.”

“I could’ve stopped Nicole when I caught her last night and none of this would’ve happened.” Holly said. 

“It’s all of your fault.” Tamara said. “You acted like spoiled little bimbos these past few days. It nearly got you killed and it cost us a precious asset.” 

“We know, ma’am.” Vanessa said. “And you were right all along. I don’t deserve to be leader.”

“That’s not true!” Jasmine said. “Nessa saved me and came through for all of us when we needed her.”

“That’s right!” Holly said. “We all did what was asked of us. The sicarias are behind bars and Vanessa is the one most responsible for that.”

“Yes.” Nicole said. “She stays leader or we’re all gone.”

“Oh, girls…” Vanessa said with a somber tone. 

“Well…” Tamara said. “It seems I wasn’t entirely right about you, dear.”

“What do you mean?” Vanessa asked.

“I wouldn’t go so far as to say I was wrong.” Tamara said. “But you did very much come through for your squad when they needed you, even though it was a long-lasting trauma of yours. If nothing else, that and your girls’ loyalty towards you proves that you are at the very least worthy of still being leader.”

“Thank you, ma’am! Thank you!” Vanessa said excitedly. 

“And as for the rest of you…You’re not fired.” Tamara said. The girls all cheered and applauded. “However, don’t think you’re off the hook entirely.”

The girls and Ben all looked back at her in confusion. 

“Truth be told, I had planned on giving you all promotions after busting those two.” Tamara explained. “Vanessa in particular would’ve finally made Sergeant but since you all acted out so much and took incredibly stupid risks that were beyond unbecoming of cops…I don’t think so.”

The girls all cursed and groaned at this news. Jasmine, Nicole and Holly were all Corporals and it would’ve been nice to make Officers. Vanessa was particularly bummed about not making Sergeant, already being an Officer herself. 

“Okay, boss, I guess we deserve that.” Jasmine admitted. “But one last thing and I hope you don’t mind me being so bold.”

“It’s your boldness that makes you valuable to the force, sweetie. What is it?” Tamara asked. 

“Would you like to join our celebration?” Jasmine asked.

“Yes!” Nicole agreed.

“Alright!” Holly said.

Vanessa just went wide-eyed with excitement. 

“Hmmm…” Tamara said with her fingers on her chin, thinking. “Yes.”

The girls began to cheer.

“Is what I would say if you had actually gone about this bust properly.” Tamara interrupted.

The girls all became disappointed.

“You’re such a tease.” Vanessa said.

“However, I do think my lovelies deserve just a little something for all the trouble they went through.” Tamara said. 

Before the girls could ask what she meant, Tamara slipped her top and bra off in seconds, revealing her chocolate breasts and dark brown nipples to her employees. The girls all went wide-eyed and their jaws practically dropped. 

“They’re beautiful…” Nicole said.

Ben looked at Jasmine, who signaled that it was okay for him to look too. He went towards the bed and audibly gasped.

“You like what you see?” Tamara asked. 

“You’ve got to be at least an H cup.” Vanessa said.

“Good guess, dearie. I am!” Tamara said.

“Wow.” Holly said.

Jasmine reached up to cop a feel but Tamara slapped her hand away.

“Ah ah!” Tamara scorned. “No touching! You’ll have to earn that.”

Jasmine pulled her arm back in disappointment. 

“Quite frankly, there is only one person in this room who I feel has earned the right to touch my babies.” Tamara said.

She then turned to Ben and without warning, she grabbed his hands and placed them against her breasts. His heart almost skipped a beat. He did what was natural and squeezed and fondled as the other girls looked on in envy.

“Ahhh…” Tamara cooed. “You’re so skilled with your hands, big boy.”

“Years of practice, chief.” Ben said through nervous stammering.

“Jazz is a lucky girl.” Tamara said. 

“Please, ma’am.” Ben said as he looked at his girls. “I’m the lucky one. The luckiest man on Earth.”

He continued to grope Tamara, making her close her eyes and moan. 

“It’s been so long since a real man has touched me like that.” Tamara said. “Thirty more seconds, handsome.”

“Okay.” Ben said.

“Enjoy yourself, honey.” Jasmine said. “I think you’ve earned it after putting up with all our shit the past couple days.”

He then increased the speed and intensity of his groping.

“Ohhhhh, Ben! You dog!” Tamara teased.

He then used his thumbs to knead the ebony goddess’s chocolate nipples. 

“Ahhhhh…” Tamara cooed. “You’re making me jealous of my own employee, stud.”

“At least that’s one thing I have over you, ma’am.” Jasmine joked. 

Finally, Ben’s thirty seconds were up. Needless to say, he was hard as a rock but he pulled his hands away like the gentleman he was. Tamara was actually panting a little bit. The other girls hoped one day that they’d make their boss pant like that. The ebony beauty looked at Ben and pulled him to her, pressing her H-cups into his chest as she kissed him lustfully. Ben was shocked but quickly got into the groove of it. 

“Lucky bastard.” Holly said.

“Wish I could go next.” Nicole said.

“He sure knows how to please a woman.” Vanessa said.

“You have no idea.” Jasmine said.

Tamara stopped kissing him. 

“Sorry about that, hun.” She said. “You sure know how to make a girl act up. I feel 20 again.”

“Anytime, ma’am.” Ben said.

“Oh, I’m sure, you perv.” Tamara said in her low, seductive voice.

Ben blushed realizing what he just said.

“And please call me Tamara.” She said. “Now then, I think we’re all done here. You girls enjoy your celebration.”

Tamara was about to leave, when she realized that she forgot to put her top back on. She did so and left.

“Wow…” Ben said.

“What did her tits feel like?” Nicole asked.

“Were they squishy or firm?” Holly asked. “Tell us!”

“I know it’s weird but…both.” Ben answered.

“Both?” Vanessa asked. “Wow.”

“I bet I can get her in bed before any of you.” Jasmine challenged.

“You never learn.” Vanessa teased. “Besides, I bet Ben could even beat you on that.”

“You wanna fuck her nice and hard, don’t you, baby?” Jasmine asked him.

“I…Ummm…Yes.” Ben admitted.

“It’s okay.” Jasmine said. “I do too…I’d fuck her until the cows came home.”

“Not if I fuck her first!” Holly said.

“In your dreams, blondie, she’s mine!” Nicole said.

“Please, Nikki.” Vanessa said. “Why would Tamara have a little girl when she could have a real woman?”

“Why don’t I show you how much of a woman I am?” Nicole dared.

“Why don’t you come here and show me, fire crotch?” Vanessa shot back.

The girls resumed their celebratory orgy as Ben observed. After a while, he couldn’t take it anymore and left to go relieve his arousal. The girls fucked each other all night long until they were almost ready for bed. They just relaxed and talked amongst themselves like BFFs. 

“You sure are easy going when it comes to Ben being with other women.” Vanessa pointed out. 

“It would be pretty hypocritical if I wasn’t.” Jasmin said. “Still, you all can play around with him as long as I’m there. Just no penetration. You still have to outfuck me first if you want that.”

“No argument here.” Vanessa said.

“Ben’s pretty hot for a guy but I’d rather fuck you any day, Jazz.” Nicole agreed. “Still, if I ever do beat you, I’ll still fuck him.”

“Emphasis on “if”.” Holly said.

“Well, to be honest, there is a reason why I’m so loyal to him.” Jasmine said.

“Yeah, you already told us how you met him in College and everything.” Holly said.

“Yes but there is one story about me and him that I haven’t told you.” Jasmine said.

The girls all listened carefully.

“After we got married…” Jasmine began. “We both wanted to start a family ASAP. We fucked non-stop for a year but nothing came of it…Except him, of course. Then, after a standard gyno appointment, I got some bad news…I…I’m barren.”

The girls were all shocked.

“I was inconsolable.” Jasmine continued. “Ben really wanted kids and so did I but I couldn’t give them to him and I felt terrible. He told me at least a thousand times that he didn’t care. That I was all he needed. That he was the luckiest man in the world. But I was still a wreck no matter what he said to me.”

“What happened?” Vanessa asked.

“He decided that actions speak louder than words.” Jasmine said. “He got a vasectomy.”

“Woah.” The girls reacted.

“His balls were sore for three days but he said it was worth it to see my beautiful smile again.” Jasmine said. “He said that now we’re equals. Neither of us can have kids. It was his way of saying that if I couldn’t carry his children, then no woman on Earth could now.”

“What a guy.” Holly said.

“Yeah.” Nicole said. 

“If you don’t mind, could you not tell him that I told you this?” Jasmine asked. “It’s very personal for him.”

“No problem.” Vanessa said. “It means a lot that you told us.”

“Hey…” Jasmine said. “You’re all the family we need.”

The girls cuddled together. Soon, Ben came back from his shower and crawled his way in between his four nude angels, with Jasmine on his left side. 

They smiled at each other. 

“You told them, didn’t you?” Ben asked.

“You always know.” Jasmine said. “Sorry, honey.”

“Hey…They’re family.” Ben said. 

“I love you all so much.” Vanessa said, pressing her naked tits against Ben’s back.

“Well, I guess a rule change is in order.” Jasmine said. “From now on, you guys can fool around with Ben when I’m not watching. I trust you implicitly.”

Nicole cuddled into Jasmine from behind and groped her to say thank you.

“The no penetration rule still applies but I trust you enough not to break that.” Jasmine reminded them.

“Yeah, yeah…” Holly said.

“Good night, my angels.” Ben said.

“Good night, Ben.” They all said back to him. 

The End

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