Slaughterhouse

Backfired

The phone rings a few times and Carmen shrugs at Rhea.

"Maybe he's on the plane. Oh well." She starts to hang up but it clicks.

"Hello?"

Carmen's heart jumps to her throat. Rhea grins and licks over her teeth in triumph.

"H-Hey Buddy.." Carmen stutters.

She hears him chuckle on the other end and bags shuffling.

"Miss me already Carmen?" He asks.

"Mmhmm." She hums.

"What's wrong? Spit it out princess I'm boarding soon."

Carmen takes a deep breath before replying.

"Rhea's making me call you..I-I've been..um..well..bratty." She stumbles over her words.

Rhea chuckles and tilts her head, watching Carmen shuffle her feet awkwardly.

"Not even a few hours after I've gone? What is she making you call me for princess?" His voice has gone deeper, lowered with an intense amount of intimidation.

"Well I..she wants to punish me but we're at the beach for a week and I asked if it could wait so we can enjoy it. She's making me call you to decide i-if I'm punished now or not."

The whole spill was difficult for Carmen to get out. Perhaps having to call and explain herself, coupled with the worry over what Buddy might tell Rhea to do, should suffice as Carmen's punishment. He could make Rhea tease and deny her, edge her, spank her. The possibilities running through Carmen's mind are endless.

"Please her." He finally says.

"What?" Carmen and Rhea say at the same time.

"Please Rhea, Carmen. Make her scream." He replies.

"Matt!" Rhea shouts as she sits up on the bed.

"You're at the beach and you're having her call me for a punishment. Well. I'm telling her to make you scream. Fuck her Carmen." Buddy says.

"There's no way in hell she's-"

"Boarding now. I'm going to call when I land. If you haven't let her fuck you then I'm giving her instructions on how to punish you. Love you both." With that, Buddy hangs up the phone.

Carmen looks at Rhea and smiles at the shocked expression she has on her face. Her plan backfired. Now she has to give up her control because, even while he's many miles away, Buddy still holds the control.

"Did you bring the st-"

"Yes and you're not fucking me." Rhea says, rolling her eyes.

Carmen walks over to where she's sitting on the bed and climbs onto her lap, straddling her. She starts rubbing Rhea's arms and across her chest.

"You're just scared." She whispers as her hands find Rhea's boobs, cupping them over the tight tank she has on.

"I'm not...I'm not scared." Rhea replies, struggling to find her words as Carmen squeezes her boobs.

Carmen leans forward as she squeezes, feeling the piercings and her nipples growing hard against her palms.

"Then let me make you scream." She whispers in Rhea's ear.

She watches as her lips part, her body starting to relax as she slides her hands under her top and up to her otherwise bare breasts, pinching at her nipples.

"Fuck Carmen.." Rhea says, nodding her head slightly in approval.

Carmen kisses her lips, then kisses down her neck as she pulls the tank over Rhea's head. She pushes her back onto the bed and Rhea huffs, glaring at her for the roughness she's not used to from her.