King Me

Pawn

Charlie stared cheekily at the woman standing transfixed in the darkness ahead of her. Her beautiful, intelligent sister wife had followed Erik like a stowaway and he ain't even know it, that freaking tiny genius. She curved her manicured finger beckoning Henny closer to the glass.

"You wanna be a king," Charlie asked, leaning in. Henny wanted it, Charlie could see it in her big brown eyes. They yearned for control. She had the makings, but she had to deliberately choose it. "The queen is the most valuable player on the board, so by right our Dominant only holds the power we allow him. Baby girl, you already hold the high cards, you just gotta pull your rank. Tell me you feel me."

"Oh I feel you. I got some stuff I wanna do," Henny asserted, her eyebrows rising. She was serious and already plotting. Charlie grinned, excitement bubbling. She loved this side of Henny. So determined, so eager, so ready to explore. She just needed some light guidance and as sure as Kimora was her dance teacher, she'd teach Henny to dom. If anything, it would shock the heck out of Erik. Maybe she'd even get to watch.

"You'll do them all if you remember these three things. One, our man is a total brat which means he is submissive. Behind his bravado lies a sub begging to be tamed." All of the sister wives including herself were submissive brats, but Henny placed in the top tier when it came to high ratios of brattiness. She was 100% Brat while Charlie was a switch.

"Two, if you know what you like then you know what to give. If you like it there's a good chance he will too. Use that to make him beg. And three, don't bruise his ego unless you plan to heal it. We don't want to break him emotionally for a scene, but I know that's not an issue you'd have."

"Hell no, we get enough of his emo ass. I just wanna make him grovel for once, switch positions." Charlie smirked thinking of the scenarios they'd get up to.

"I'd like to see that. How about this, I'm a feel him out when we get back to the hotel and if it's a go, I'll let you know. If you liked what you saw of him tonight, you're gonna love seeing what else he's capable of."

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Hennessy's big doe eyes twinkled in the glow of the neon purple light. She was intrigued by the idea of making Erik her bitch, having him grovel at her feet being an underlying kink of hers. She wasn't necessarily dominant in nature, but she did enjoy being in control.

She felt the energy shifting within the small room, a tell-tell sign that her alter ego was stirring. This sort of thing was right up Kitana's alley and it had been so long since she'd been out to play. For the first time in her 26 years, Hennessy surrendered herself to the woman, allowing Charlie to use her in whatever ways she saw fit. Afterall, one can't expect to dominate successfully if they didn't play the submissive role every once in a while.

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Back at the aparthotel, there were four rented rooms, three people per room. A little shuffling around and Charlie and Hennessy were able to finesse a room together with Erik, at least for the night. Erik's body immediately gravitated to Charlie. With no border between them she knew he planned to beat the pink out of her pussy, but as much as she wanted that.. there was business to take care of. She rushed to her suitcase and pulled her cuffs.

"Uh uh, babygirl, you think you finna restrain me and I ain't touched you in days," he asked reaching out quickly again and again, but Charlie dodged each time sending a slight wink to Henny. "Come here," he commanded, his finger pointing down. She knew what that meant, but she wasn't dropping to the floor tonight.

"What I say to call me? Just because the location changed doesn't mean our arrangement did. For the next few hours, I own you or until I say otherwise," she dodged his cat-like lunge having played this cat and mouse game with him several times before.