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A knock at the compartment door interrupted the moment and Susan heard Camille curse above
her.

“What is it?”

“It’s me…Kim.”

Camille released Susan and moved to door and opened it a crack.

“Well?”

“I….I changed my mind.”

It was the only thing Kim could have said that would have forgiven her interruption.
Camille pulled her inside and closed the door. She saw Susan kneeling on the floor and
Camille nude below the waist and knew she had returned in the middle of something. Almost
as an offering she held out a zippered nylon case to Camille.

“It that your cock?”

“Yes.” 

“Take it out and fit it on me.” Camille ordered.

Kim pulled the dildo and harness from the case. It was a slightly curved, flesh colored
replica made of silicone. Kim knelt and adjusted the Velcro straps until it stood out
jauntily from Camille’s loins.

“Undress now.”

Kim hastened to obey. The reversal in roles was exciting her in spite of herself. She was
not usually submissive at all, but surrendering the lead to Camille was somehow proving
easier than she’d imagined. 

“I’ll bet you have your girlfriend suck it before you use it on her.”

Kim nodded.

“Show me.”

Susan felt displaced by Kim’s untimely reappearance but the scene she was witnessing
changed that stirring of jealousy to fascination. Kim had seemed a very self-assured young
woman and yet Camille was clearly dominating her. 

She watched as Kim got on her knees and took the hard member between her lips. The oval
of her mouth slid back and forth and the object of her attention was quickly shiny with
her saliva.

“That’s enough. Get up on the berth. On your elbows and knees. Face the settee with your
ass up and out. I’m going to take you from behind.”

When Kim had placed herself as Camille wished, Susan was handed the body oil.

“Massage some of that into her cunt, Susan. Do it nicely.” 

Hesitantly, Susan did as she was told and soon Kim was making small pleasure sounds.

“That’s enough, pet. Now sit up on the settee in front of her. That’s good. Bring your
heels up on the cushions and hold your knees open. I want you to make yourself cum while I
fuck her. Let her see what she was so hot for.”

Blushing self-consciously, Susan hiked up her heels and let her knees fall open. She was
not sure she could bring herself off. Then she saw that Kim, far from being insulted by
Camille’s words, was watching her avidly. That and the sight of Camille moving around
behind Kim, with the fake cock bobbing from her loins, took Susan outside of herself.

Kim felt her hips grasped and the tip of the dildo move up and down the length of her
slit several times before it eased in just the slightest bit. The sight of Susan’s fingers
stroking herself and the teasing at her own opening made her squirm with anticipation. She
wondered what Camille was waiting for.

“Ask!”

The single word was a demand.

“Please.” Kim whispered.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me.”

That time the request was clear and urgent enough to satisfy Camille. She pushed forward
slowly until she was fully inside, enjoying Kim’s drawn out groan. She began stroking
smoothly in and out very slowly until Kim was emitting little coos to her rhythm. She
began lightly slapping the young butch’s ass with every thrust. She sped up as Kim began
pushing back to meet her. Camille leaned over and spoke softly behind her ear.

“You like it don’t you?”

“Y...yes.” 

Her answer was panted out between moans of pleasure.

“More bitch than butch now, aren’t you?”

When there was no reply Camille spanked her ass harder.

“Y…yes.”

“Whose bitch?”

“Y...yours. Your bitch.”

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