Chapter 15: Center of the Room
Chloe pulled her blouse over her head without ceremony. If Vance wanted a demonstration, she would give one, but on her own terms. The uniform skirt followed, then the knee socks, then the small clothes, until she stood bare in the middle of the suite with the city lights behind her and five pairs of eyes on her skin.
Ruby matched her, piece by piece. The redhead's blouse came open button by button, her full breasts spilling free, her rolled skirt dropping to the carpet. She kicked it aside and stepped close, her warm hip brushing Chloe's.
"Three weeks," Voss said from the couch, notebook already open on her knee. "Show them what three weeks produces."
Ruby cupped Chloe's jaw and turned her face up. The kiss started slow, tongues sliding, and Ruby's free hand traveled down Chloe's neck, between her small breasts, over the flat of her stomach, stopping just above her bare slit without touching it. Chloe's breath caught. She mirrored the touch, dragging her nails lightly up Ruby's ribs until the older girl shivered.
They circled each other like that, mouths meeting, hands learning, Ruby's lips closing over Chloe's nipple and sucking until it stood dark and stiff, Chloe answering with her mouth on the soft underside of Ruby's breast, teeth grazing. Chloe bent her back over one arm and dragged her tongue up the inside of Ruby's thigh, stopping at the crease where leg met hip, close enough that Ruby's wet cunt glistened an inch from her chin. Ruby groaned and pulled her up by the hair.
The twins watched from their chairs with their heads tilted, identical pale blue eyes tracking every motion, cataloguing angles and pressure points the way they'd been trained. Professional. Detached.
Gwenn was not detached. The blonde had leaned forward in her seat, leather pants creaking, and her voice cut through the wet sounds of the kiss.
"Slower. Make her wait for the mouth." She snapped her fingers and pointed. "Chloe. Hands behind your back. Let Ruby work."
Chloe broke the kiss and looked at Vance. Vance's expression gave nothing away. Voss's pen had stopped moving.
Ruby's mouth found Chloe's ear. "We were sent to show them something," she breathed, loud enough for the room. "Not to take orders from the merchandise."
Then they did the thing nobody in the suite expected. They broke apart. Ruby turned and walked, naked and unhurried, toward Gwenn's chair. Chloe crossed the carpet to where the twins sat side by side.
Ruby circled the chair once, slow, and dragged one fingertip along the leather back of it. Then she brought that same finger up over Gwenn's shoulder, along the slope of her neck. She stood over her looking down at the blonde, at the heavy tits straining the black top, at the confident mouth that had been giving orders thirty seconds ago. She was inspecting her, the way Gwenn had inspected Chloe on arrival, and the reversal landed on every face in the room.
Gwenn leaned forward, reaching.
Ruby pressed two fingers against her collarbone and pushed her back into the chair. She ran the back of her hand up the blonde's throat, across the jawline, tilting that handsome face where she wanted it, without meeting her eyes. Her other hand traced the outline of Gwenn's tit through the fabric, under the curve, along the top, never touching the nipple. She lifted her own breast with her free hand and squeezed, rolling her thumb across her own stiff nipple, showing the woman what was coming. Gwenn's breathing had changed. Ruby noted it out loud, clinical as Voss.
"You're wet already. Your employer paid a lot of money for skills you don't have yet."
Chloe worked differently, because she had two women and one pair of hands. She stood between the twins' chairs and let her fingers drift from one to the other, a stroke down Selene's arm, then Janette's identical arm, sharing her time evenly until both leaned toward her without meaning to. Then she stopped sharing. She looked into Selene's eyes while her hand closed over Janette's breast through her blouse, and Janette gasped at being touched blind. She turned her head and did the same in reverse, whispering into Janette's ear, her hot breath spilling down the girl's neck, while her fingertips teased Selene's nipple directly, pinching it through cotton until it peaked hard against her thumb.
The twins' cool detachment was fraying. Chloe watched it go. She wet her middle finger in her mouth, sucked it slowly, her head moving between theirs, and both sisters' eyes fixed on her lips.
"They're aroused," Chloe said to the room, the way the fifty-year-old subject had once rated her. "Both of them. Nipples up, breathing shallow, they've been pressing their thighs together for two minutes."
She kissed Selene, a real kiss, tongue deep, and Janette leaned in so close her shoulder pressed Chloe's, and Chloe turned and kissed her just as deeply, one hand sliding up into each twin's straight black hair. She cupped their tits, one in each palm, squeezing until they moaned into her mouth in unison.
Across the suite, Ruby had Gwenn's top open and was sucking the blonde's nipple with slow, obscene patience, her hand pinned flat on Gwenn's stomach to keep her in the chair.
Vance said nothing. Voss's pen was moving again, fast.
Chloe dropped to her knees between the chairs and pushed both women's knees apart. Their skirts rode up. Neither twin wore stockings, and neither stopped her. She slid her hands up their thighs at the same time, fingertips grazing bare skin, higher, until both sisters were breathing hard and open to her.
She hooked her fingers into their underwear and drew it down their legs in one motion, off one ankle, then the other, two damp scraps of silk discarded on the mahogany. Then she pushed the skirts higher still and looked at two identical bare cunts, both flushed, both wet, one glistening more than the other.
Janette's, Chloe judged. Janette had wanted this since the shower weeks ago, if the stories were true.
She slipped her middle finger into Selene's cunt first, slow, curling it, and Selene's hips rolled. She kept her other hand on Janette's inner thigh, close enough to feel the heat, not touching. Jealousy. She was using jealousy, and it worked; Janette's breath went ragged, and her own hand dropped toward her lap before she caught herself, trained out of the habit of self-release.
Chloe drew the finger out, glistening. She held it up between their faces, licked it clean, then offered it. The twins leaned in and licked it too, first the taste of their sister, then, when Chloe drew a fresh one from Janette's dripping hole and held it out, the taste of each other. Their tongues met on her fingertip. Then the twins turned and kissed each other, deep and hungry, and Chloe sat back on her heels and watched two identical faces move against each other and led them along, one hand still buried knuckle-deep in each of them.
From the couch, Voss spoke quietly, and it was not an order.
"Well," she said, "keep going."
Chloe pulled her fingers from both twins and rose off her heels. She slid a hand down her own stomach and pushed two fingers into her cunt, fucking herself twice, slow, letting them watch. Then she held them out, slick and shining, between the two identical faces.
"Share," she said.
The twins licked. First one tongue, then the other, dragging over her knuckles. Selene's mouth closed around the finger Janette had just kissed and Chloe smiled down at them.
"Stand up."
She pulled Selene to her feet by the wrist. The twin's blouse came open under her hands, button by button, and she stripped it off her shoulders, down her arms, never once looking at the girl she was undressing. Her eyes stayed on Janette the whole time. Janette sat rigid in her chair, chest heaving, watching herself.
"That's how it's done," Chloe said, looking at Janette while she kissed the soft skin below Selene's ear. "You learn watching. She learns feeling."
She bent and took Selene's nipple into her mouth, one hand coming around behind her to cup her breast, the other sliding down over her hip and finding her pussy from behind. Selene's whole body jolted. Her head fell back against Chloe's shoulder, mouth open, and her hips started rocking against the fingers that had found her clit.
Janette made a small sound. Want and helplessness together.
"Come here," Chloe said, and pulled her up by the hand.
She gave the standing twin the same treatment. One twin on either side of her, stripped to bare skin, each with Chloe's hands working her from front and behind. Both women moaned at the same pitch, in the same voice, and Chloe stood between them and felt herself grow wetter hearing it.
Across the room Ruby had moved onto Gwenn's chair. The blonde sat with her leather pants around her ankles and Ruby was crawling up over her, kissing and licking her tits between positions, working upward until her full breasts hung over Gwenn's face. She swung them side to side, both nipples brushing Gwenn's cheeks and lips in turn. Gwenn's hands came up and gripped them, and Ruby let her hold on while she sucked the younger woman's tits with a groan of pure hunger.
Then Ruby climbed higher still. She planted her knees on the chair arms and lowered her pussy onto Gwenn's upturned face. The blonde licked greedily, tongue fucking into her, and Ruby rocked her hips against the mouth and gasped.
But not too long. She could feel the orgasm building in her own belly and she lifted off before it arrived, sliding back down the chair.
"That's not the order," Ruby said, breathless. "You're not here to make me come. You're here to learn."
Chloe caught her eye across the suite. Ruby gave a slight nod, and pulled Gwenn forward off the chair, bending her over its round padded arm, ass up. She dropped to her knees behind the blonde and buried her face in her cunt from behind. She licked her whole pussy, up and down, then drove her tongue inside her and fucked her with it. She took her time, alternating. Then she spread the woman's cheeks and ran her tongue over her asshole, rimming her slow before pushing her tongue in, and Gwenn made a sound like she'd been punched.
Ruby worked a hand around to her clit, two fingers circling while her tongue stayed buried in the woman's ass. Gwenn's legs started shaking. She squirmed against the chair arm and Ruby pulled back, licked her lips, and rose.
"Toward Chloe," she said, and steered the blonde across the carpet by the shoulder.
Chloe had both twins on their backs on the deep carpet, side by side, knees up. She was riding one woman's mouth, her hips grinding down on Selene's tongue, while her own face was buried in Janette's pussy, eating her open and wet. When she lifted her head, she pushed two fingers into the same slick hole she'd been licking, keeping Janette full while she caught her breath.
She alternated. A minute on Selene's mouth, then down to eat Janette, fingers working the first. Both twins were moaning nonstop now, no more detachment left in either of them.
Then Chloe stopped. She rose up and stepped over them both, standing above their heads with her legs spread on the outside of the pair of identical faces, her dripping cunt hovering over them. The sisters turned toward each other underneath her, cheek to cheek, and both lifted their mouths at once, tongues reaching, competing and collaborating, trying to share her pussy between them. Chloe held the carpet's edge for balance and looked down at two faces working in tandem underneath her.
Movement in her peripheral vision. Ruby steered the bent-over blonde toward her, arranged Gwenn onto her hands and knees beside the twins, facing the same direction.
"Trade," Ruby said.
They switched. Ruby moved onto the twins, lowering her own soaked pussy to one mouth while bending to eat the other twin underneath her, and Chloe dropped over the blonde. She ground her wet slit against Gwenn's open mouth, riding her tongue, and leaned forward at the same time to suck the woman's swollen clit. Gwenn was dripping on the carpet and her hips pushed up against Chloe's lips, and Chloe fucked her with her tongue and two fingers and her whole mouth.
She glanced up. Ruby, sixty degrees around the circle, had her face buried in Selene's cunt while Janette's tongue worked hers. Their eyes met. Something passed between them. Neither spoke it.
All three women were climbing now. Gwenn's thighs were clamping around Chloe's ears. Selene and Janette's breathing had gone ragged and high, both of them close, both of them holding on to Chloe's or Ruby's hips. Chloe and Ruby directed with their bodies, repositioning shoulders with a hand, tilting hips with a press, and the three trainees let themselves be moved because they were too far gone to resist anything.
Nobody noticed exactly when it happened. Somewhere in the shifting, one mouth found a new pussy and the circle closed. The twins were no longer being eaten by Chloe and Ruby. Selene's face was between Gwenn's thighs. Gwenn was eating Janette. Janette was eating Selene.
A daisy chain. Three strangers from three employers, faces buried in each other, going at each other hungrily while their own pleasure was fed by another woman's mouth. All of it arranged so smoothly that not one of them had registered the transition.
Chloe slid herself out from between them without breaking the rhythm. She stood on shaking legs, slick-mouthed, and stepped back beside Ruby, who rose with her. They looked down.
Three women writhed on the carpet in a tight triangle, hips pumping, mouths working, moaning into each other's flesh. Their first orgasms hit one after another, Gwenn shuddering hardest, and the sounds they made were not professional at all.
Vance cleared her throat, loud.
The three women froze mid-motion and looked up. It took a second to land on each face, the dawning realization of what had actually happened. The twins had eaten each other out, sister to sister, and the blonde stranger had eaten them both while they'd done the same to her. The two girls they'd been sent to assess and direct had instead directed all three of them, and none of them had felt a hand on the wheel.
Gwenn's face flushed deep red. She started to push herself up on one arm.
Ruby looked down at her, still breathing hard, and smiled.
"First lesson," she said. "Who's directing who is never the same thing as who's on top."
Gwenn got to her feet, cheeks still flushed, and gathered her leather pants off the carpet. Selene and Janette dressed without speaking, quick and silent, their identical hands finding their identical buttons. Nobody looked at anybody for about a minute.
"Return to your quarters," Vance said from the couch. "Your written assessments are due at breakfast. Both of them."
Gwenn paused at the door. She looked back at Chloe, at Ruby, then at Vance, and something calculated moved behind the flush.
"They're worth the tuition," she said. "My employer should know that."
"They will." Vance didn't rise until the door clicked shut behind all three of them.
Then the suite was quiet. The crackling of the large stone fireplace seemed loud in the silence. Ruby reached for her blouse and Vance stopped her with two words.
"Stay, both of you."
Voss closed her notebook, stood, and crossed to the window. She looked out at the girls for a long moment, pen tucked behind her ear, and said nothing at all. Whatever she was working out, she was working it out alone.
Vance got up and walked to the drinks cabinet. She poured a finger of amber into two glasses, then a third, and set one in front of each girl on the low mahogany table. Chloe took hers. The glass was cold and heavy in her hand.
"You disobeyed a direct chain of instruction tonight," Vance said. She sat down across from them, legs crossed, glass balanced on her knee. "Voss gave an order. The trainee gave an order. You ignored both and ran your own script."
"It worked," Ruby said. " When she tried to direct us she just wanted to see if we were puppets that could be played with. It would have been hot and sexy, but it wouldnt have the effect it had on them. it demonstrated power, desire and manipulation. i think probably usefull tools for a corporate spy. We demonstrated that a couple younger apparently less experienced girls could use them while they thought they were going to be the users. All it took was just a few weeks of this program.
"It worked. your improvisation was excelent and obviously effective" Vance sipped. "That's the only reason we're having the conversation I'm about to have, instead of a different one."
Voss said, "God, Im gonna love breaking that bitch."
Chloe waited. The locket hung cold against her bare chest and she became aware of it, of all of it, her skin still damp, her pulse still up. She made herself sit still anyway. She'd learned that much in three weeks: the one who waits with a still face owns the room.
Vance set her glass down.
"I want them in the afternoon session starting right away. We'll have evening tutoring sessions to catch them up." said Vance, " Let them decide the pace of catchup training. They'll be overconfident. let them suffer a bit from it, then settle it down to something reasonable. Its ok to break them, just dont run them off."
Voss 's mischievous smile grew slowly as she looked at the two still undressed girls. "You two are going to have a little training for a while too."
Voss turns and walks out of the room, her notebook in hand. The rhythm of her heels clicking on the floor as she left seemed to have a little pep in her step.
Chloe turns to Vance and asks " Now about my mothers file thats stirred up so much interest, I need to know, it was part of the agreement."
Vance stands and walks across the room. she moves somethig that Chloe didnt see and she hears a click sound on the other side of theroom. Vance goes there and part of a tall wide bookshelf reveals that part of the shelf area is a human side door. Vance swings it open and tells the girls to come in with her.