Falling for her Tits
Alt Chapter 2:

	Sharon ran through the gymnasium as if the devil were after her, though she only wished she were that lucky. No, she had her hypnotized friend trying to run her down so that bitch Amy could enslave her as well. And worst of all Cathy was gaining on her. Fast.
	Unfortunately she was still close enough behind that Sharon could hear her friend's ragged breathing and the mantra she kept muttering over and over to fuel herself on.
	"Catch her for Mistress. Trap her for Mistress. Enslave her for Mistress."
	"What the fuck is wrong with you, Cathy?" Sharon cried out, but she already knew the truth. She'd seen the video after all, what that cheerleader Amy had done to Beth with her breasts. Knowing she'd used that same power on her friend and fucked with her mind. The same strange hypnotic power Amy would be using on her too. And if she messed with Cathy so badly she was ready to betray her friend, what would Amy be doing to her?
	Sharon had nearly reached the doors and about to enter the proper school area. Lots of hallways and classrooms to duck into, use it like a maze to throw Cathy off. Hopefully being brainwashed into single-mindedly hunting down her friend would make her easier to trick. She nearly cheered as she crossed the finish line she'd set in her head when Cathy suddenly collided with her at top speed, moving faster than she ever had in any track meet. But then she'd never had such a persuasive coach.
	At her speed Cathy simply tackled into Sharon, both girls tumbling to the floor in an undignified heap. Sharon groaned and got to her knees, vision blurring from the hard hit. Forget track, Cathy should be on the football team. She heard Cathy moaning painfully behind her so she knew she'd have time to get away. But just as she was rising her eyes happened to turn to the gym, trying to see how far away Amy might be. Thankfully the blonde cheerleader was still at a distance, hardly a threat. Until she suddenly lifted her shirt and flashed two massive pale breasts and Sharon felt her head spinning faster.
	It's not possible, Sharon thought dizzily, Amy was so far away. But, her tits were so big, so large and lovely. Even from a distance she could just make out their perfect shape, bouncing hypnotically as she ran. Sharon's head nodded up and down as she became locked onto Amy's tits, her mind screaming. Don't stare! Get up and run. She's too far away to put you under or whatever it is she does.
	And yet, Sharon was feeling it, thoughts slowing to a crawl. Amy must have seen her dazed reaction because she pushed herself harder, going into a slow run that only made her tits bounce more. And with every foot closer she got, Sharon knew her power must get stronger. Which meant-
	Sharon moaned, eyes fluttering. It meant she would be sinking deeper, already trapped. Amy only had to run up to her and claim her prize, advancing and taking her.
	Suddenly arms were wrapping around her, the shock freeing her from the paralysis. Cathy had snuck up and tried to capture her, still following Amy's orders to catch Sharon and hold her down. She couldn't have stopped herself from obeying even if Sharon had already been ensnared by Amy's massive tits.
	"You're going to love being hers. Falling for her tits. Being her slave. I love serving her and you will too," Cathy moaned happily.
	Sharon struggled to escape, keeping her head held up high. She'd let herself get caught by the sight of Amy's breasts once already, and even that small glimpse had doomed her. If she were forced to take in the sight of the blonde girl when she was standing right in front of her…
	No wonder Cathy couldn't fight it.
	"I'm sorry, Cathy."
	If the brainwashed girl heard her she didn't respond, only kept trying to keep the Hispanic teen locked in place. But before she'd settled on track Sharon had tried a brief stint in the wrestling team and had picked up a trick or two. Suddenly turning into Cathy she managed to get a hold on her leg, pushing herself off the floor with every ounce of strength she had left in reserve. Leveraging Cathy's weight Sharon managed to lift her up clean off the floor before slamming her down onto her back. Even Amy running towards them winced from the hit.
	Sharon stood up panting and nearly made the mistake of glimpsing at Amy, who'd nearly made it across the gym with her breasts still out on display. All she managed to see was the blurring pale vision of Amy's body before Sharon instantly shut her eyes. Blindly she tried to run for the school but even in pitch black the world was spinning, thoughts out of focus just by the quick glance.
	Suddenly she struck a wall that shouldn't have been there, opening her eyes in surprise. She had smacked into the door to the women's locker room, which meant the only entrance to the school was behind her. Back to where Amy had now joined Cathy, helping the aching slave back to her feet. Sharon cursed, keeping her eyes locked on the door. Should she try to run back, fight her way past them?
	No, that was suicide. She'd be fighting blind and Cathy was probably shook up but had a lot more energy than her. All she'd need was to make Sharon open her eyes enough for one peek at Amy's massive chest and she'd be a drooling, empty slave too. So instead she pushed into the locker room, thankful the janitor hadn't locked the door yet.
	Cathy was about to sprint after her but Amy caught her arm. "No, get to the entrance at the other side of the gym. Seal her in and we'll have her trapped."
	"Yes, Mistress Amy," the shorter girl replied giddily, running full speed for the locker room entrance at the other side of the gym. Amy grinned, cracking her knuckles as she confidently approached the locker room. Her heart was racing, knowing her life would be over if Sharon managed to escape. Even if most people thought the video was a hoax it would still put the idea in people's heads that maybe the cheerleader could hypnotize people. And it would certainly explain to a lot of people why they'd been acting so weird lately. This was about keeping herself safe, but she had to admit the thrill of the chase was getting to her.
	Reaching into her pocket Amy sensed how hot she was between her legs, her pussy wet from trying to chase Sharon down and enslave her. The blonde entered the locker room, worrying that Sharon would try to trick them and would be waiting to ambush her, but luckily the entrance seemed empty. She quickly shut the door and used her master key for the school to lock it behind her. Silly Sharon, of course Amy would have keys for the girl's locker room with all the fun she'd been having. As long as Cathy guarded the other exit it was only a matter of time before Sharon was cornered.
	"There's not going to be any escape for you," she yelled loudly, voice echoing through the empty locker room. It was arranged with the lockers in several rows, none of the lockers big enough for a person to hide in. Aside from the shower room which was nothing but open space, Sharon was trapped with no way to hide herself. "Just come on out, make it easy."
	Amy peeked around the edge of the lockers, seeing the other door to the locker room. Cathy was standing guard dutifully, giving her Mistress a nod and pointing into the room. Perfect, Sharon was trapped alright. The cheerleader made her way down the aisle, trying to stare into each row and seeing nothing.
	"Will you let me go?" Sharon's voice suddenly called out. Amy spun her head to listen but the acoustics made it impossible to tell which part of the locker room she was in. Not that it mattered, the Hispanic girl had already lost anyway. Amy made it to Cathy at the other end without catching sight of Sharon, trying to keep her ears open for the lightest sound. She handed her slave the key and let her lock the door so that they were sealed in completely. Then Amy heard the sound she'd been waiting for as the locked door rattled from the other end.
	Amy ran forward quietly, grabbing her breasts to keep them under control as she tried to sneak up on the unsuspecting girl. She caught sight of Sharon backing away from the door, no doubt contemplating if she could kick it in and seeing it was hopeless. The blonde stood her ground proudly, hands on her hips and massive tits at the ready.
	"The door's locked Mistress," Cathy suddenly said as she ran up from behind. Sharon turned in surprise, getting a face full of Amy's magnificent tits. Unfortunately Amy spun her head around too, throwing off her hypnotic aim. She cursed and turned back but Sharon was already trying to run away, although it was clear even the glancing sight of her tits had impacted her. The tanned girl was stumbling wildly, veering off course and running right into the shower room.
	"Well, that works too," Amy muttered as she waved for Cathy to join her. "Slave, get in there and keep your friend restrained. You want to make her mindless and obedient like you."
	"Yes, Mistress. I will betray my friend so she is mindless like me."
	God, sometimes Amy loved this power, cupping her pussy through her pants as she watched Cathy charge into the locker room. Normally she tried to capture a girl in absolute privacy, leaving nothing to chance. But somehow knowing Cathy was still buried in there, twisted around until she would enjoy betraying her friends without hesitation...
	Amy purred as she felt how her pussy was dripping, panties already soaked. But then she heard Sharon crying out in struggle and Amy threw off her top. Bare from the waist up she hurried into the shower room. Didn't want to miss the show.
	Amy entered the shower and was surprised to see that it was Sharon who had the other girl in a tight headlock, the two of them shaking back and forth as Cathy fought to break free. But so far their backs were to her as they fought, giving Amy the element of surprise. She cupped her enormous breasts and grinned happily as she waited for her new toy to come to her.
	Sharon had her full attention focused on the wild Cathy as the shorter girl fought viciously to escape. Cathy struck an elbow into her ribs but the Hispanic girl held on tight, keeping her arm locked around Cathy's throat to tighten the headlock.
	"God dammit Cathy, I'm trying to help you!"
	"No, you're not. I need to capture you for Mistress," she wheezed, still rocking back and forth in an attempt to slip out. "If you wanted to help me you'd let her brainwash you."
	"What the fuck did she do to you?"
	Without warning Cathy froze completely, tilting her head back to stare into Sharon's eyes with an expression of perverted devotion. Lips turning into a cruel grin she answered. "She showed me what a pathetic little slave I am, that I only exist to serve her beautiful tits. All women deserve to be as deeply enslaved as me. You should be a brainwashed slut for Mistress too, it's so fucking hot to be her slave."
	Sharon shivered but didn't release her grip for a second. If anything the crazy look in Cathy's eyes made her hold her former friend tighter. "You- you can't really mean that…"
	"I do, Sharon. Oh god, thinking of holding you down as Mistress shoves her tits in your face is getting me so fucking wet. I wanna play with my cunt as Amy fucks with your mind, makes you just another fucktoy for her to use." Cathy moaned as she pushed her hips back, grinding herself down onto the other girl's leg. Sharon could instantly feel how wet the shorter girl was through her shorts, positively dripping as she described such horrible things. "Mhm, I can't wait for us to be slaves together."
	"That's not… not going to happen," Sharon muttered. She'd only focused so far on escaping and trying to get the video out to expose Amy for what she's done. But she hadn't thought of what would happen to Cathy in all of this. Was the brainwashing temporary, just her friend caught in some twisted trance or was this permanent? Would they ever be able to bring the real Cathy back if Amy didn't release her? Sharon shook and held Cathy tighter, terrified at the thought of her friend being trapped as this horny submissive slut for the rest of her life.
	"Sorry, Sharon," Cathy answered smiling. "But we're inferior so we don't get a say. Amy is so much better than us, and whatever she says goes. So if she wants you captured then I've got no choice."
	Sharon opened her mouth to argue that they still had a chance when Cathy suddenly pushed back and pulled her legs forward, sending them both tumbling backwards. Instantly Sharon realized her mistake: she had simply taken it as part of her corrupted mind that Cathy would start humping against her leg, when instead the horny slave had positioned her legs to set up the takedown. Bracing herself the Hispanic girl was able to keep her head from hitting the ground but her back slammed down with a harsh thud, Cathy's weight collapsing on top of her.
	Before she could react Sharon opened her eyes and saw the lights vanish, replaced by the massive shape of Amy's breasts directly above her. Sharon gasped, barely able to comprehend the sight of those naked tits as the power instantly washed over her. Cathy, on the other hand, leapt into action and flipped over, spreading herself out to trap her friend's arms and legs. Not that it was necessary with Amy towering over the trapped Sharon, softly swaying her gigantic breasts in her face. Both girls grinned triumphantly as Sharon stared with unblinking eyes, mind slowly overloading.
	"I tried to warn you, bitch," Amy mocked as she teased at her nipples. "My tits make sure I get anything that I want. And right now I want you."
	Tits. She wants me. So beautiful. Gets what she wants. Bitch. Her tits want me. I'm her bitch.
	Sharon groaned, fighting with every ounce of resistance she could manage. But against such massive, lovely breasts it was useless. Their presence was like a physical weight bearing down on her, dragging her down deeper and deeper where her thoughts couldn't catch up. Cathy bit her lip and pressed her pussy down against Sharon's leg, sliding her hips back and forth to get off as she watched Sharon's will being stripped away.
	"Fuck, she's fading so fast. I wanna watch her lose herself. Please, Mistress, enslave her with your tits. Teach her what her true place is. I want you to make her a perverted little puppet like you made me."
	Amy laughed and reached out to pet Cathy's head, the dark haired girl's eyes rolling back in ecstasy as her Mistress praised her. She hadn't wanted to keep Cathy around as one of her regular slaves but clearly the girl had some deep perversions of her own. Ones that Amy fully supported.
	"Causing me so much trouble, I really should punish you more, Cathy."
	The short girl shivered with delight, eager to experience any punishment. Her superior Mistress had the right to discipline as she chose, Cathy would obey and love.
	"Anything, Mistress. I'm your toy, your slave. Use me, play with me, break me. I'm yours without resistance."
	Now it was Amy's turn to shiver, suppressing a moan as she twisted one of her nipples. It was so damn hard to find anyone willing to talk dirty with her. Most of the girls she enslaved were stuck in mindless obedience, reciting her commands like a tape recorder. Very hot to hear but the monotone got boring after a while. But with Cathy it was abundantly clear that she was getting off on this too. All those times Amy had humiliated her in trance as punishment for offending her, had this perverted girl been getting off on it too?
	"I want you to remember the times I've hypnotized you in the past. How I degraded you, enslaved you to my will. Teased and tortured you in so many terrible ways. Can you see them all clearly?"
	Cathy's eyes crossed as suppressed memories suddenly returned, flashing across her mind as if she were reliving every humiliating experience. "Yesss," she hissed. "I remember now."
	"Tell me the truth. Tell me if me using you like that turned you on."
	"So fucking much," Cathy whined, barely able to get the words out fast enough. "Loved being abused, needed it more. Want to obey, need to serve, please Mistress. I've been craving it again for so fucking long."
	"Then why did you try to blackmail me?" Amy was amazed to discover all of this repressed submissive desires, but Cathy had still tried to take control and threatened to ruin Amy's life. She had better have had a good reason for that.
	Cathy groaned, clearly struggling with the fact that she'd tried to hurt her Mistress. "Beeecause you ordered me to stay away from you. I needed to submit to your tits again, couldn't help myself. I didn't know what was wrong with me but as soon as I saw you using Beth, making her eat you out like a good slut, I wanted to be her so bad. I needed to be a good slut for Mistress. And if I tried to blackmail you I knew I'd be punished again. Please, Amy, punish me. Make me serve you."
	"Noooo," a tiny voice spoke up.
	Amy looked down past her tits, having honestly forgotten the Hispanic girl was still flat on the floor, gazing helplessly into her enormous breasts. The fact that she could even still speak was impressive at this point.
	"Have something to say, Sharon?"
	Sharon's thoughts were spinning slowly, spreading farther and farther apart like a galaxy fading into eternity. She knew she was too far gone to think, but the voice behind those perfect tits had asked her a question. The answer rose up from deep within, speaking through her mouth without any input from her. Sharon could only watch helplessly as everything that made up who she was vanished in the sight of Amy's breasts.
	"Can't be true. Cathy wouldn't want this. You must've… done something to her. Fucked with her."
	Amy nodded, assuming the same thing herself. All that humiliation she put Cathy through must have gotten stuck deep in her mind and planted these twisted fantasies that turned Amy on so much.
	"Tell her then, Cathy. Did you crave being a submissive slut before I used you?"
	She grinned and waited for the answer, hoping Sharon would enjoy hearing about how her friend was normal and boring, her sexual desires corrupted by Amy's influence to make her the perfect fucktoy. Instead she stared in shock as Cathy nodded her head.
	"Yes, Sharon, I did crave it. I've always felt it, wanting to please others. Be of use and make them happy. When Amy showed me her breasts I knew it was fate. So beautiful, I surrendered without hesitation. I only wish to serve my Mistress now. Even the old me felt it so strongly, mistaking her lust for hatred. She wanted Amy so badly but couldn't have her. Now Mistress has finally made me her slut as I've always wanted."
	Amy stared in shock before an honest smile grew on her face. She took Cathy by the chin, the brainwashed girl still busy humping Sharon's leg to get off but as soon as her owner touched her she stopped and rose up into the touch. Amy kissed her hard, enjoying how Cathy's eager tongue slipped into her mouth. Knowing how much Cathy truly wanted her, not just because of the brainwashing but earnestly desiring her had turned Amy on more than anything she'd ever gotten from taking control of others. This wasn't the thrill of conquering some resistant mind. This was a girl willingly surrendering herself as a slave and Amy had never felt anything so satisfying in her life.
	Sharon watched as her friend passionately kissed this bitch, the same one who had ordered Cathy to capture and betray her. Cathy cared about this mind controlling cheerleader more than saving her friend, not simply brainwashed but submitting willingly. Watching how deeply Cathy had been put under Amy's power Sharon felt her mind melting away completely. Her teammate had always been so strong willed, capable of so much and yet she was nothing compared to the strength of Amy's tits. Knowing how much weaker than Cathy she'd always been Sharon accepted her fate. Amy's breasts were too powerful to resist, able to mold her to whatever Amy desired. Sharon moaned in pleasure as she came, her head empty of all thoughts as pure lust for the cheerleader took over.
	Cathy and Amy broke the kiss to watch as Sharon orgasmed beneath them, falling under the power of Amy's tits. The blonde girl laughed happily, toying with Sharon's head by moving it from side to side. She moved without resistance, allowing Amy to pose her any way she wished. Nothing left of Sharon at all in there. Just an empty doll waiting to be used.
	Cathy collapsed on top of Sharon, humping her leg hard and rubbing at her flat breasts as she came herself. She'd committed such an unforgivable sin, betraying her friend so that she could be enslaved and broken for Amy to use. Cathy fell flat on the mindless Sharon, drooling on her chest as she finally came down from the intense high. She'd never felt so proud of herself for serving her Mistress.
	Amy sat down on the floor beside them and kissed Cathy again, giggling at how the exhausted Cathy still enthusiastically gave in to the kiss. "Now that Sharon's dealt with we can have some real fun."
	"Anything, Mistress. I'll betray everyone I know to you. I'll lead my friends into your breasts so you can claim them. I'll seduce strangers and bring them to you. I want to see everyone submit to your amazing tits."
	Amy grinned. "I doubt all of that will be necessary, I've already got this school under my control completely. But… how would you like to be a cheerleader?"
	"A cheerleader?" Cathy said, blinking in confusion.
	"That's right. You'll give up track and join the cheer squad. Stay by my side at all times. Help me control the other girls and basically be my slave 24/7. What do you say?"
	Cathy shook, finding resistance where she thought there was none. Obey Mistress, it's everything she wanted. But she'd spent her entire life training already. Accomplished so much on the track team, put in so much time and dedication. Would she really be expected to throw away everything she'd ever accomplished in her life, everything of value, simply to be Amy's pet?
	"Yes, yes, fuck yes." Cathy's eyes rolled back as she took in what she was surrendering. She'd sacrifice anything to please Amy and her breasts. Her friends, her life. Anything Amy took away from her was only another testament to her utter devotion.
	Amy took her by the hair and pulled her in for a kiss to seal the deal, Cathy selling her soul completely now. "You are going to make such a good cheerleader," Amy purred.
	"Anything for you, Mistress."
	The blonde gazed down at Sharon, still nothing but a puddle on the floor. Unable to react to anything happening without thoughts to do so. "Now we've still got to punish the two of you for putting me through so much trouble today. Ready for some humiliation, Cathy?"
	Cathy broke into a manic grin as she squeezed Sharon's breasts, the mindless girl moaning absently.
	"I thought you'd never ask."

…

	Sharon blinked awake as warm water cascaded down her naked body. Her hands were absently rubbing a bar of soap at her stomach, feeling so smooth and relaxing. Had she fallen asleep showering?
	"I need to take it easy. These late trainings must be getting to me."
	She quickly rinsed herself off before shutting off the shower, her body missing the warm embrace of the water. Still, at least there was no one around to see her zone out like that. She snatched up a towel from the rack and wrapped it around herself, not bothering to dry herself off yet. Sharon made her way to her locker, slick skin shining under the fluorescent lights as she enjoyed how freeing it suddenly felt to be able to walk around nearly naked. It was almost night now, no one else would even be in the school to see her. Knowing so certainly she was alone was probably why Sharon cried out suddenly when she turned into one of the rows of lockers and saw Amy sitting on the bench.
	"Jesus! You scared the hell out of me."
	"Sorry, didn't mean to sneak up on you."
	Sharon pulled the towel a little higher to make sure she was modest, but for some reason her heart was still hammering away from fear and reacting as if she had stumbled upon a bloodthirsty lion than some bitchy cheerleader. Why was her body acting like it was terrified of Amy?
	"What are you doing here? I didn't think the cheerleaders trained today."
	"We don't, but I wanted to see you and figured you'd appreciate some privacy."
	The tanned girl had been pulling her clothes out of the locker but stopped now, studying Amy. What did she possibly have to say to her?
	"You see, Sharon… I know."
	Sharon blinked at her dumbly.
	"I know about you and Cathy," Amy said smugly.
	She just shook her head. "That we're on the track team?"
	"I know about the two of you. Together," Amy pressed.
	But seeing another blank stare Amy sighed and reached into her bag to pull out her phone. "Knew it wouldn't have time to stick," she muttered to herself. Sharon had no clue what that meant but then she didn't understand anything Amy had been saying.
	The cheerleader held out her cell phone, the screen starting to play a video and Sharon felt a chill run down her spine. Something about Amy and a cell phone video froze her with fear, but for the life of her she couldn't think why. The video rolled on, someone recording as they walked through the locker room towards the showers. Her eyes flashed up to Amy angrily. The school knew Amy was a lesbian but if she was shooting home videos in the locker room that was just too far.
	The camera entered the shower and Sharon recognized herself instantly, naked and cleaning herself as her body was completely on display. For a moment she thought this video was just taken from her shower, Amy spying on her and now gloating over it for some reason. But then the Sharon on the cell phone screen threw her head back and moaned, smiling in absolute bliss. And slowly the camera panned down to reveal Cathy on her knees, face buried between Sharon's legs.
	Sharon gasped, transfixed by the strange sight. How was it even possible? She and Cathy had never done anything to each other. So how did Amy-
	Then suddenly it appeared in her mind, as if memories had been planted in her head or been completely blocked away. Sharon remembered all those late nights they stayed together training and how they'd come back to the locker room strained, worked up. Seeking relief from one another's bodies in the shower room. Watching Cathy licking at her clit Sharon practically felt it, the phantom tongue sliding over her wet lips and making her moan unexpectedly.
	Sharon snapped her eyes wide and straightened up, realizing she'd just moaned in front of Amy. Realizing that Amy had recorded her and Cathy fucking in the school showers. Sharon felt her heart twisting in her chest. With blackmail like this Amy could do anything she wanted to her.
	"How did you find out?"
	"I stayed behind myself one day and heard you two. It sounded like you were having fun so I decided to record it for myself. I must've masturbated to this video of you two fucking like a dozen times by now."
	Even with the fear of what Amy might do to her Sharon felt her nipples hardening, body betraying her as it grew hotter. This beautiful blonde had been touching herself to the sight of her? She turned Amy on? Sharon knew she shouldn't be proud of such a thing but she couldn't help it. Hearing that the sight of her wet body had gotten Amy off was one of the hottest things she'd ever heard. But Sharon stifled her excitement. Amy was still threatening her after all, no matter how sexy she might be.
	"So what do you want from me?"
	Sharon was waiting for any number of shameful things Amy might subject her to. Extort her for money, make her humiliate herself in front of the whole school. Amy had the power to get anything she wanted and a strange part of Sharon was getting incredibly horny from feeling so powerless. But instead of revealing some evil plan the cheerleader suddenly blushed and turned away.
	"Sharon, I… I want you to kiss me."
	The athlete blinked, gripping her towel as her wet body continued to drip on the floor. "You want what?"
	"I saw you making out with Cathy and got jealous. So I won't show the video if you kiss me like you kissed her."
	Sharon shifted from one foot to the other, trying to weigh her options. This had to be a trick. The Hispanic girl spun around, trying to find any other cheerleaders with cameras recording her as Amy blackmailed her. She felt like someone was watching but there was no one around.
	"You just want a kiss?"
	"That's it, I promise." Amy even held her fingers up in the scout salute and smiled.
	Sharon groaned but figured it was worth the risk. Holding the towel around her naked body she bent down and kissed Amy on the lips, planning to make it quick and painless. Then her mind unexpectedly exploded in impossible pleasure. Instantly it felt like she was floating, body light as it was carried away on waves of warm ecstasy. She moaned into the kiss as she began making out with Amy passionately. She reached behind Amy's head to grab a handful of blonde hair, using her other hand to hold the towel in place but already it was coming undone. Sharon didn't care though if the towel fell away. She didn't have a care in the world other than how amazing Amy tasted.
	Much too soon Amy broke the kiss, pulling back and breathing heavily. "Wow," she said smiling.
	"Yeah, wow," Sharon replied breathlessly. "That was… amazing."
	Amy smiled sadly and held up the phone. "Guess I'll delete this now. I did promise after all."
	Sharon tensed, sensing how sad Amy felt. And why wouldn't she? That video of her and Cathy had brought Amy so much pleasure. She wasn't really using it for blackmail after all. Amy just wanted a kiss and admittedly that kiss was mind blowing. Sharon certainly wouldn't mind more.
	"Wait," she said, stopping Amy with her finger on the screen. "You can… keep the video of us. As long as you don't blackmail me. Or Cathy," she quickly added. "But I trust you to have it. As long as you… as long as you only masturbate to it."
	Amy grinned. "You want me to masturbate to you?"
	That simple idea alone made a bead of wet desire drip down Sharon's thigh. "Yes, god yes."
	The blonde giggled and put the phone away. "So, you and Cathy. Are you… together?"
	"No," Sharon answered much too eagerly, making Amy giggle again. Even her laugh was perfect. "We just kind of play with each other for stress relief. Nothing romantic."
	Amy stood up from the bench, suddenly seeming so much taller and graceful than Sharon had ever noticed. "Well, that's good. But Cathy didn't train with you today. Which means you didn't get to have any… relief, did you?"
	"No," Sharon whispered, mouth suddenly dry.
	Amy wrapped her arms around her shoulders and pulled Sharon in close, her sweet scent filling the air. "Then how would you like me to use my tongue on you instead? Or maybe you'd rather find out what I taste like?"
	Sharon whimpered and bit her lip. "I'd really like that." Amy smiled and casually tugged the towel aside, letting it drop away to reveal her wet, muscular body. Sharon tried to cover herself, embarrassed, but Amy caught her arms. Sharon knew she was far stronger than the blonde girl but her arms felt weightless, Amy easily holding them aside as she gazed at her exposed body.
	"Damn, you really are incredibly hot. Your body is beautiful."
	The naked girl trembled and suddenly she pulled in to kiss Amy again, that unbearable wave of pleasure washing over her instantly. For a few moments they kissed, but then Sharon pulled her head lower, kissing at Amy's neck and still diving lower. Her divine taste only grew sweeter as Sharon kissed and licked her way across Amy's enormous breasts, the Hispanic girl fantasizing about how amazing they must appear naked
	But then she was dropping to her knees, eagerly waiting and licking her lips as Amy unzipped her pants and pulled them down. Sharon gasped as she took in the lovely sight of her bare pussy, hardly able to keep herself away. Tongue slipping into her dripping pussy Sharon's eyes rolled back in her head as if she were licking a live circuit. Electricity sparked across her body and sent pleasure directly into her clit. Sharon shook and moaned as she ate Amy out, wanting only to give her as much bliss as she felt in that moment.
	Amy was grabbing her hair, groaning and cursing happily as the other girl explored her cunt. Suddenly Sharon pulled her head back, gasping for air. Her body and mind were brimming with pure sexual energy, as if she'd been supercharged. Amy tasted so amazing she could hardly even think, but something was still troubling her mind and she needed to know the truth.
	"Amy, why didn't you make me? You could have ordered me to just eat you out and I would've. I wouldn't have had a choice anyway."
	"You're eating me out now, aren't you?" Amy replied laughing.
	"I know, but it was clear you wanted me too. I'm just wondering why you left me the choice."
	Amy's eyes drifted above Sharon's head, smiling warmly. "Let's just say I realized what a powerful motivator it is realizing someone wants you so much."
	Cathy met her eyes and returned the smile but made sure the camera didn't miss anything. Sharon shivered on her hands and knees, bringing her mouth back to Amy's pussy. Cathy zoomed in to catch the action as her friend sucked lovingly on Amy's clit. Unable to restrain herself Cathy reached out a hand and cupped Sharon's ass, her fingers drifting down to tease at the Hispanic girl's dripping cunt.
	Sharon moaned at the unexpected pleasure. Of course she couldn't see Cathy beside her or even realize she was being touched. All she knew was that eating Amy out brought her such impossible pleasure she didn't want to stop. Sharon smiled and dove back in.
	Amy smiled at the mischievous slave but shook her head. Cathy knew she was supposed to focus on filming for now. The dark haired slut moved her hand away, licking the fingertips clean as her Mistress watched. Amy whimpered at the sight, spurring Sharon on more between her legs. But what really got the blonde off was knowing Cathy was doing this of her own free will now, eagerly assisting in seducing her friend to fuck her and obediently filming all of it for Amy to enjoy watching later. No, for both of them to watch and enjoy. For the first time since she'd gained her strange power Amy had a partner in her perverted fantasies.
	"Sharon, who tastes better? Me or Cathy?"
	"You. Fuck, you taste so good. Cathy doesn't even come close."
	Sharon had no way of knowing her friend was right there to hear her insults, but Cathy could hear her all the same and she was sliding a hand down to finger herself. It had become a core belief of her existence that she was inferior to Amy, but hearing others confirm that turned her on so badly.
	"And who do you think is hotter?"
	"You, without a doubt. I'd fuck you over Cathy anytime. Your tits are just so amazing while she's flat as a board." Sharon moaned and kissed at Amy's clit. She didn't know why saying all of this was making her so wet but she didn't care. Amy was so much better than Cathy and she deserved to hear it. "Your huge breasts just make you so much better than that skinny slut."
	Cathy moaned loudly but shut her mouth, afraid of interrupting. But Sharon didn't react at all and she remembered her friend was incapable of sensing Cathy's presence. So she moaned louder this time, making Amy smile.
	"Mhm, Mistress. Don't let her stop. I wanna hear her insult me more and praising you. You know I love being insulted."
	Amy grinned and shook her head. She really was looking forward to where this led now. But she had one last bit of fun to have first.
	"But Sharon, what if I want you to fuck us both?"
	Sharon froze, tongue frozen to Amy's clit as her mind tried to process her words. Amy smiled warmly and pet her head, pleasure radiating from the soft touch and making Sharon whine happily. "Don't worry, I don't want her over you. You know you're so much hotter than that eager little slut."
	Cathy cursed as she came, but Sharon couldn't hear at all.
	"I just want to live out the video. Having the two of you together, see whose tongue is better at getting me off," Amy winked while Sharon nodded. Amy had been fantasizing of the video, of course she'd want to make it a reality. And if nothing else Sharon was desperate to prove how much better her tongue was than Cathy's.
	"So you'll do it? You'd convince Cathy to a threesome?"
	"Yes, absolutely. Anything you want," Sharon gushed. She didn't have a clue how she'd go about it but Amy wanted it so she'd move heaven and earth to make it happen. "I'll figure something out. Seduce her into wanting us both. I'll make sure you can fuck her, Amy, I promise. You'll have me and Cathy at the same time."
	A cruel grin came over Amy's face but Sharon was too far gone in ecstasy to notice anything but her eagerness. "So you'd betray your friend, just for me? Serve her up so I can fuck her?"
	Sharon shivered and slipped two fingers into herself. "Anything. I just want to make you happy, Amy. Anything for you."
	She didn't need to hear anymore. Amy grabbed Sharon's hair and shoved her face into her pussy, cumming quickly from hearing how Sharon would eagerly betray her closest friend. Sharon came from the same pledge she'd just made, deep in her heart preparing herself for whatever it took. She'd even use Amy's video to blackmail Cathy, force her into the threesome. She'd give Amy anything she desired, so long as it kept Sharon feeling so amazing.
	While the two girls came simultaneously Cathy fell back against the lockers, shaking and moaning in her own orgasm but keeping the camera on Amy and Sharon. Mistress had tricked Sharon into obeying her, into wanting her. That Sharon would so willingly betray her, the same as Cathy had betrayed her to Amy before. She'd become a slave just like Cathy. An eager servant to Amy and her tits.
	"Love you Mistresssss," Cathy moaned as she slipped to the floor, mind melting in bliss.
	Amy smiled happily as she fell back and melted into the pleasure herself. She gazed down at her new devoted Sharon, still lapping at the cheerleader's cunt as she came, then to her own personal slave passing out nearby, Cathy still managing to prop the camera up as she passed out. Forever obedient to Amy's command. She knew for a fact this was only going to get better from here on out. Willing slaves, so much more fun than anything she'd ever done before. Even as Sharon worked her to another orgasm she was busy plotting how she might twist and corrupt other girls to become just like her and Cathy.