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12 | Breakfast of Champions

I'd ride into the sunset, but benches don't have wheels and your cock is stationary.

Earlier than I would have preferred, the words I'd be dreading since my eyes flickered open this morning came to my ears.

"Ballarina would like to see you, Dev."

Alless Marwood and Adele Lyman spoke in unison. The unrelated Gloss and Tease looked like twins separated at birth. With waist length wavy blonde hair, slanted hazel eyes and cupid's bow mouths they looked like innocent school girls. Dressed alike in mini-shorts, crop tops with bare feet, Alless and Adele rocked bedhead and sleepy smirks.

They both watched me, silently, each one trying to gauge a reaction from me. I tried, and failed, to keep a happy look on my face as there wasn't a single thing I'd rather do less than speak to her at the moment. Still, a cross lipped smile slid across my face for their benefit. Letting my book slide closed, I brushed my knitted throw aside to stand from my favorite seat in the solarium and march half-heartedly upstairs to face the wrath of MPD Boss #2.

At the top of the stairs, my body found its way to the door with a flashy solid gold name plate declaring the room belonged to Ballarina Overt in neat calligraphy lettering. Squaring my shoulders and shelving my frayed nerves, I knocked on her door and pressed it open, calling out to her.

"Ballarina, you wanted to-- Oh! Oh my God!" I jumped back, my eyes barely believing the scene in front of me.

"Dev.." she casually turned to call towards me, "please, come in."

Hesitantly, I stepped back into the room, ignoring the scene in front of me by sealing my gaze to Ballarina's. "Are you sure this isn't a bad time? I could always come back later, because this definitely looks like a bad time."

She snickered darkly, "that's your perspective. This is Kardena, a new addition. She will be a Tryst, once she's fully trained, of course."

As I neared her, Ballarina's hand swiftly reached out, and grabbed mine, roughly yanking me down onto the sofa next to her. The young woman continued to move, her body jerking in time with the music. Unable to tear my eyes away, my emotions flickered rapidly between confusion, embarrassment, and a jolt of inspiration at her desire to get to her goal.

"She needs to get used to performing in front of people." I barely heard Ballarina's tone over the music, "and you perform in front of others, in a sense. So, you can give her some pointers."

"I think.. maybe.." My mouth fished open and closed as I watched her.

"No ma'am!" Ballarina shouted at the woman now identified as Kardena. "No touching your clit, missy. You need to come without the manipulation of any other pleasure centers." The young woman nodded, but made no other comment. Ballarina raised an eyebrow, "you have no idea what I'm talking about, do you, Kardena?"

She shook her head, letting her body slide down the dildo suction cupped to an armless flat bench. Standing, Ballarina moved towards her to readjust the woman's stance until her bottom was arched upward, her legs staggered and her arms pushed forward so she leaned on her elbows. Then, Ballarina tussled her luxurious coppery locks and after taking a second look, retook her position on the sofa next to me.

"You like to have sex, don't you, Kardena? That's why you're here. You and that pussy keep getting into trouble. Or should I say, keep letting trouble get into her?" Ballarina asked, tipping her head to the side.

Shyly Kardena answered, "yes." She hadn't moved from how Ballarina planted her naked form.

"Is there someone you really, really enjoyed fucking?" Kardena thought for moment, pinching her pouty lips together with effort. Again, she nodded yes. Ballarina crossed her legs, "imagine you are riding his cock... or her strap on."