Part VI
In a dead run, Chandrah rounded the corner only to land in a heap. She looked up and shook her head to find herself toe-to-toe with Boots.
“Oh, fuck, not you, too.”
“Gee, it’s always good to see you, too.” Boots said in her familiar dry tone.
“What are you doing here? What are THEY doing here?”
“Well, since half of them are Harem, I figured I better keep an eye on them. Especially with Howie actually in the same state.” Boots said, brushing herself off and getting to her feet. She reached out and helped Chan up. “You stink, you know that? You need a shower.”
“I had a shower.” She groaned.
“Come, let’s go to my room and you can take a break.” Boots suggested as they headed down the hall.
“You don’t have any Backstreet Boys or cameras or any spare Harem bitches laying around in there do you?” Chan asked, suddenly stopping at the door.
“Well, I haven’t seen Lee or Kelley yet, but I doubt they are hiding in my closet. Get in here, will you?” Boots groaned, yanking her in and closing the door. Boots followed her into the bathroom, perched herself on the counter, her short little legs dangling over the edge. “So, what’s been going on?”
“Girl, you would not believe this.” Chan groaned, stripping down and getting into the hot shower. From inside, she related all of the events leading up to this point. Boots listened to her ramble as she showered, got out and dressed into yet another hotel robe.
“Sounds like an adventure.” Boots said, as Chandrah gave her recently dried hair a last flip over her shoulder.
“So, what do you have planned?”
“Me? Not a thing.” Boots shrugged.
“She’s just letting nature run it’s course.” A male’s voice intruded.
“Hey baby!” Boots smiled, jumping off the counter and going to him. They shared a sweet, but intimate kiss.
“Where’s Howie?” he asked, almost bitterly.
“Not this visit.” She smiled. “You met Chandrah?”
“No, not yet.” He said, smiling over at her.
“Chan, this is Lance. Lance, Chandrah.”
“Your friends are down the hall.” She said, reaching out to shake his outstretched hands.
“Yeah, well, it wasn’t my idea to bring them.” He said with a roll of his eyes.
“God, please don’t be like that.” Boots said, pushing her way past him.
“What way? I didn’t do anything!” He moaned, following her back into the bedroom.
[Oh, great.] Chandrah moaned inside. [I watch all the others have sex and I get to sit and watch these two fight?] She thought of waiting in the bathroom until they were done, but that choice was taken away from her pretty quickly.
“Chan! Get your ass in here!” she heard Boots snap.
To her surprised, the two of them were in various stages of undress, still bickering back and forth like school kids. It was meaningless, stupid noise that she didn’t see the point of staying for.
“Look, maybe I should...DAMN!” Chan explained. While she was trying to excuse herself, Boots’ hand came hard against Lance’s face with a stinging resounding slap.
“You stupid little bitch…” he growled, yanking her to her toes by her arms.
“Where you going?” Boots asked. “I thought this was some kind of sexual research weekend or something.”
“Well, yeah, but. . . ” Chan began to stammer.
“Yeah, I flew all the way here to do this.” Lance said, calmly.
Confused by the looks of utter calm on their faces, Chandrah had to ask, “What the fuck are you two doing?”
“Foreplay.” Boots smiled, and then there came a knock at the door. “Would you get that?”
With a wild shrug, Chandrah walked over and opened the door. In walked Kevin with Lee in tow.
“Ah, going for the international flavor of the week.” Lance quirked.
“Yeah, she was having trouble coming up with her own ideas, so I thought she could watch, too.” Kevin shrugged.
“I don’t think I’m gonna use you two.” Lee said, pointing to Lance and Kevin. “At the speed each of you talk, this could take a long time.”
“Well, their tongues do move faster when they aren’t talking.” Boots chuckled.
“What the hell is that suppose to mean?” Lance snapped, giving her a good shake.
“Hey, watch the fillings, hick boy.” She snapped back. “I don’t come around because you two talk real smart.”
With that, Lance let Boots go and shoved her toward Kevin, “I’ve had enough of that little bitch, you spank her.”
Effortlessly, Kevin threw her over his shoulder, sat on the bed and pulled her over his lap. She was hollering as if she was going to die or she was going to kill someone else. Kevin’s hand came down several times on her, making a loud smacking with each slap and she yelped at each one. She called him obscenities and continued to curse him as Lance turned down the bed, watching Lee and Chan get comfortable across the room.
When Kevin let her up, she rubbed her bare ass and bitched him out some more, “Fuck, that hurt!”
“No? Really?” he smiled deliciously at her. She returned the same smile, light eyes narrowing at him.
“Enough of him.” Lance said, spinning her around and into his arms. He kissed her hard and passionately, with Chan and Lee giving matching deep sighs as they watched her melt into him. “He’s not what you want, is he?” Lance purred.
“No.” Boots murmured. “No, wait. You guys aren’t supposed to do me this time.”
“Yeah, I know. But you’re fun.” He smiled, suddenly letting go of her and she stumbled back. Naked, Kevin caught her before she fell on her ass.
“That was pretty good.” Kevin smiled at Lance.
“Yeah, I thought that would get her.” Lance said, all cocky. Kevin slipping an arm around Boots’ waist is the only thing keeping her from killing Lance. “Calm down, you little fire ball, we’ll get to you next.” Lance smiled, tapping her nose with his finger.
“Oh, no.” Chan groaned, seeing them both turn toward her as Kevin let go of Boots.
“What?” Lee asked, whipping her head around to Chan, trying to figure out what was going on.
“You need me to translate?” Boots sighed, slipping on a hotel robe. “Get her, boys.”
Kevin and Lance quickly snatched Chan up from her chair. Once to her feet, Kevin threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the bed.
“Grab his ass!” Boots hollered, settling down next to Lee.
“You’re a freak, you know that?” Lee said.
“Yeah, well, you’re Canadian. Your point being?” Boots deadpanned. “Okay, if they do anything that causes pain, just smack them. Real hard!”
“Okay, I’ve seen enough.” Lee said, getting to her feet. “I’ve got plenty of ideas now.”
“Just made sure some of them include ice packs.” Boots said as Lee exited the hotel suite. “C’mon, you bitches, show her a good time!”
It was a good time indeed. A smack here, a hair pull there, a pinch, and then a bite. Tender kisses to sooth the pain and brutal slaps to remind her why she was there. Kevin and Lance gave little mercy as they shared of her, playing her like a fine instrument, and leaving her begging for more.
And more.
More pain, more tenderness and more orgasms.
Hours passed before they were quiet together, lying on tangled hotel sheets. Lance moved first, tapping Kevin on the shoulder and pointing to where they had left Boots. She was fast asleep, but scattered around her were pages of hand written notes, no doubt describing their activities.
“She’s so angelic when she’s like that.” Lance smiled.
“Then she wakes up.” Chandrah giggled. Kevin and Lance tried to cover their outbursts, but they couldn’t help it. The sound of their laughter woke the little beast from her slumber.
“You guys laughing at me again?” Boots yawned, stretching from her seat.
“No, not all.” Lance choked out.
“No, baby, not at all.” Kevin chuckled.
“You guys are a bunch of fucking liars.” She sighed.
“But you still love us.” Kevin smiled.
“Yeah, you’re okay.” She sighed, getting to her feet. She came to the edge of the bed and peered down at Chandrah. “You have a good time?”
“The best.” She smiled.
“Good, get the hell out of my hotel room.” She smiled softly.
“You going to join us once she’s gone?” Lance asked, as Chandrah got out of bed.
“Yeah, I gotta go piss first.” Boots said, heading to the bathroom. They all watched her go and slam the door on them.
“You know, you were really good.” Kevin said.
“I was?”
“Sure, you were a very good girl.” He said wickedly.
“Tell her what she’s won, Kevin.” Lance said in his best game show voice.
“When she comes out of the bathroom?” Kevin began.
“Yes.”
“You can slug her once before you leave.”
“Oooh, obviously the grand prize.” Chandrah laughed.
“You’ll be surprised how good it’ll make you feel, too.” Lance said with an arch of his eyebrow.