An Act of Betrayal/Flower Power
Part II: The Saturday Night Special
© 1999 Mary Catherine Whitney
All Rights Reserved.
(f/f, no spanking, sex)

Late September . . . The Saturday Night Special
Danielle slipped into the old gatehouse on the edge of the Saint Seb's campus at precisely 6:00 pm and quickly made her way to the bedroom to set up the room. Tommy was due to show up with the cameras, tapes and lights in about an hour. She made sure the heavy curtains were shut tight to prevent any light from showing through. Danielle worked quickly, fitting the massive wrought iron bed with luxurious black silk sheets, placing a number of candles in groupings around the room. She put a basket with massage oil by the bed, and set a bottle of wine in a bucket of ice to chill on the nightstand, two heavy crystal goblets beside it.

The No-Tell Motel's "Honeymoon Hideaway was known for its luxurious accommodations. "For when a roll in the hay just won't do," was a favorite motto of clients who preferred the style and comfort of the hotel's best room. The CD player was set up with a selection of music close to hand. Danielle scattered several handfuls of rose petals on the bed, her own special touch.

She finishes just as Tommy comes in at 7:00 with the video cameras, tripods, a discrete portable light to brighten the bed slightly and a stack of tapes. He quickly sets up the light and points Danielle to the closet. "Ok, time to set up," he says as they slide the panel in the closet, getting into the small space between the closet and the wall. They get the cameras in position and load them up with a fresh tape apiece and Danielle and Tommy settle in. Quietly they watch and wait for 8:00 pm for Victoria to show up with her mystery date . . .

Victoria gets to the gatehouse first and quietly lets herself in. She swiftly lights the candles and puts a CD on, turning the volume down low. Walking across the room she admires herself in the full-length mirror as she takes off her clothes and the crosses over to the bed and lies down dressed simply in a crimson silk bra and thong, curling up on her side seductively as she watches the partially closed door. With her pale skin and dark black hair she looks stunning and Tommy thinks for the millionth time how incredibly hot Victoria was. "A real life, three-dimensional Jessica Rabbit," is how he thought of her. Tommy and Dani nod to each other in the dark and start the cameras.

Moments later the door opens again and Victoria's mystery date slips into the room. Recognition hits Danielle and Tommy at the same moment and TJ nearly knocks over his camera as he claps a hand over his mouth. "Holy shit," he mouths to her in the dim light, "who the hell is that?" They can't speak aloud . . . anything they say would be recorded on the tape. Danielle watches as Alice Miller, a slight, stunning blonde girl of 15 crossed the room shyly toward the bed. "Sophomore," she mouths back. As they watch, Danielle is in shock. Victoria and another girl! This would just about blow the roof off of Saint Francis!!!

Victoria pats the spot beside her on the bed and beckons the smaller girl over to her. "Come on Alice, it's ok, I promise," they hear her clearly say. Alice is biting her lower lip, looking from Victoria to the door and back again. "I . . . I don't know Victoria. What . . . what . . . what if someone catches us?" Victoria smiles, "Don't worry, Kitten no one will EVER know. We're alone and I know how much you've wanted this, how much you've wanted me . . . you do want me, don't you? Alice nods and slowly walks over to the bed and sits on the edge of it apprehensively. Danielle notices for the first time that Alice is in uniform, despite the fact that it's a Saturday night. Victoria sits up and leans over, handing Alice a single rose as she gently kisses Alice on the cheek and then the mouth. "I love seeing you in your uniform Alice and I can't wait to see you out of it. Are you wearing the present I gave you underneath it?" Victoria asks, a gleam in her eye as she strokes the other girl's hair gently. Alice nods blushing furiously, "Good girl," she says her voice soft. She rolls over and uncorks the wine, pouring two glasses and handing one to Alice. "Here, drink this, it'll help you relax ever so slightly . . ."

Alice takes the glass and drains it in half a dozen large gulps. Victoria quickly pours another glass. "Slowly this time, I don't want you getting drunk . . . it won't be nearly as much fun if you're drunk." Alice sips the second glass of wine and she looks over at Victoria, giggling slightly. "Sorry . . . I'm a little nervous . . . you know . . . it's my . . ." her voice dies out and her blush deepens. "I know Kitten . . . but I'll be gentle with you, promise," Victoria says as she leans over and kisses Alice again, licking a drop of wine off of Alice's lower lip. "Mmmm . . . absolutely delicious, just like you." She takes Alice's glass and places it on the small table beside the bed. Victoria then finishes her wine and puts the glass next to it and begins to slowly unbutton Alice's oxford shirt . . .

From behind the wall Danielle and Tommy are in absolute shock. TJ is thinking how he has to be the luckiest guy on the face of the earth. "Oh my god . . . if I could only charge admission . . . I'd be rich!" Victoria was just about the hottest girl around, who knew she played both sides of the field?!" Alice's shirt was still on, but unbuttoned all the way down the front and untucked from the waistband of her skirt. He could see a lacy white bra peeking out underneath, the swell of the younger girl's gently rounded breasts heaving slightly. He could feel himself grow hard just watching Victoria kiss her, slowly beginning to touch Alice's bare thigh and reaching her hand beneath the short plaid skirt. He could tell the exact moment when Victoria touched the girl between her thighs. She stiffened and put her hand on Victoria's arm to try and pull her away. Victoria stopped for a moment, and leaned over, whispering in her ear. He could see the girl nod tentatively and slowly remove her hand. Victoria's fingers rubbed unseen over the panties of the other girl. Gradually she relaxed, and he could hear her soft, contented sigh. "You like that, don't you Kitten?" Victoria asks. Alice nods, dropping her eyes shyly.

Danielle couldn't believe the scene that was taking place before her eyes. She wasn't sure what was more amazing . . . the fact that Victoria was in the midst of a steamy tryst with another girl or that she was acting so softly and seductively. Victoria was known as an aggressive bitch, both in and out of the bedroom. She'd heard rumors from a number of guys at Saint Sebastian and by all accounts Victoria was wild in the bedroom . . . bites, scratches, she'd even heard that Victoria liked to bring her paddle and give her date a sound spanking for not performing up to her expectations. This was an entirely different side of Victoria. She was treating Alice so tenderly. Dani almost had to consider the possibility that perhaps, just maybe Victoria had a heart that was actually beating!

Victoria had removed Alice's shirt and tie by this time, and slowly pressed her to the bed on her back. She moved down and gently removed the younger girl's loafers and knee socks, then laid beside her, looking deeply into her eyes as she stroked her cheek. "You are so beautiful, do you know that?" she asks Alice quietly. Alice looks up at her, a tear starting to roll down her cheek. "Shhhhhhh Kitten," Victoria says as she kisses the tear away, "there's nothing to be scared about. I'm going to make you feel SO good . . ." She leans over and begins to kiss her again, on her full, moist lips, her earlobe and finally trailing down her neck.

Seemingly by magic Alice's bra is removed, and Victoria continues to kiss her, as she strokes Alice's breasts, teasing the small pink nipples. After about 20 minutes Victoria rolls on top of Alice, straddling her. Victoria's mouth trails down to the firm, perky breasts, gently licking first one, then the other. She feels the right nipple harden and she looks up, smiling as she sucks on it, her fingers playing with the other breast. She takes her mouth off of Alice for a moment and says, "You taste SO sweet . . . I wonder if the rest of you tastes that good." Her hand trails down behind her and touches Alice's leg. She smiles as Alice blushes furiously and she begins to slowly move down the blonde girl's body, licking her navel, moving down to her thighs, then her calves and back up again.

Victoria reaches under Alice's skirt and gently tugs the white lace thong over her hips, past her quivering thighs and down to her ankles. Tossing them onto the floor, she begins to part Alice's thighs, her hand slipping under the plaid skirt again. Victoria gets a huge smile on her face as she touches the bare flesh of Alice's thigh, then, the silky softness of the bare mound between them. "Good girl," she says approvingly as she starts to stroke Alice gently but firmly. "My Kitten remembered what I said about a nice bare pussy for me to pet." Alice turns bright red all over upon hearing those words. She'd been SO embarrassed when Victoria told her she expected her to do that! Victoria works her thumb between the folds in Alice's thighs and teases her, quickly feeling the younger girl grow wet.

Alice's eyes go wide and she moans slightly, her hands clawing at the silk sheets. "Oh yes, that's it little one," Victoria says with approval, "Now I want you to come for me. I can feel how excited you're getting . . ." Alice's eyes close and her lower lip starts to quivers with shame. "No," she says suddenly, half sitting up, trying to bring her legs together, "I shouldn't . . . I was wrong. Father Davis says it's unnatural!" A flood of tears fills Alice's eyes and Victoria stills her hand, coming back to lie beside the younger girl. "It's ok to like it Alice," she says softly. "I know you do, I could feel how hot and wet you got just by my touching you like that. I could make you feel SO good Kitten . . . I'll make you purr if you let me." Victoria kisses Alice, hungrily this time, and by the time she moves back down again, Alice is shyly opening her thighs at Victoria's command, making no protest as Victoria begins to stroke Alice firmly, bringing her toward a climax.

Alice is moaning and quivering on the bed and she cries out as Victoria inserts a single finger inside of her. Victoria looks up at Alice, her head is thrown back and her eyes are closed; a look of guilty pleasure on her face. She was every bit as hot as Victoria had imagined when she lay in bed at night fantasizing about what it would be like to have her. Her finger touched the thin fold of flesh inside and she pressed against, feeling Alice tense. Victoria felt herself grow more aroused than she thought was possible when she heard her whimper! Alice hadn't been lying . . . she WAS a virgin! Knowing that, Victoria planned to keep her that way. She didn't want any of the guys at Saint Seb's having a taste of her girl. Alice was hot and tight and wet . . . and hers.

Looking up at her, she says, "Spread your legs wider Kitten," in a firm, commanding voice. Alice hastens to do what Victoria says, and she kneels between Alice's thighs, bringing her mouth to the soft, bare flesh. It was hard to say which of them went wilder as Victoria brought her tongue between the delicate folds of flesh, licking Alice, sliding her tongue inside of her briefly, then tenderly sucking on her clit. Alice suddenly tensed, screaming Victoria's name with pleasure as her entire body was engulfed with spasms. Victoria slowed her pace, building up another orgasm in the younger girl. Alice squirmed, feeling her knees pulled apart widely as Victoria settles between her legs. Victoria's breath is warm on her inner thighs. Alice could hear Victoria calling out to her and she slowly, dreamily opened her eyes, looking down as Victoria peered out from underneath her plaid skirt. "That's my good little girl," Victoria whispered as she kissed Alice's thigh. "Come for me again Kitten . . . I want you to come . . ."

An hour later Victoria was completely nude and Alice was going down on her for the third time, her long blonde ponytail bobbing up and down as she licked Victoria carefully. Even through the camera lens Danielle could see the look of complete adoration on the face of Alice as she worked eagerly and diligently to make Victoria come. From time to time she would look up at Victoria, her mouth slightly parted and her eyes questioning, looking for signs of approval. "Oh, yes, just like that Kitten, keep licking, you're doing a very good job . . . Oh . . . oh god, yes, that's it," Victoria said reassuringly.

Her eyes started to close as she reached up and tugged gently on Alice's ponytail, making the younger girl push her tongue more deeply between the folds of Victoria's bare mound. "Ooohhh, . . . mmmmm . . . owhhhhh . . .now put your tongue inside Kitten and use your fingers . . . ohh . . . ohhhhhhh . . . Ohhhhh . . . YEEESSSSS . . . . good . . . oh god Alice, yes, YEEESSSSSS!!!!" Tommy was so hard he was ready to explode, he'd never seen anything so hot, not even in the porno flicks he stocked for the guys at Saint Seb's! He'd already made up his mind that he had to make an extra copy of the tape before turning it over to Victoria. Something like this . . . he'd be able to get himself off even quicker than with a Playboy!

Alice started to move up as Victoria's body grew soft and languid, kissing her all over, never taking her eyes off of Victoria. She stopped at the top of Victoria's pelvis and touched the tiny heart tattoo that was nestled at the junction of her thighs. Alice licked around the edges, then kissed it gently. "I love it Victoria . . . it's so hot and naughty!" She smiles at Victoria and asks pleadingly, "Can I get one too?" "NO!" Victoria snaps as she pushes Alice's mouth away from the heart.

She hated that damn tattoo; Sarah had taken her to get it after they'd made love for the first time. Victoria had thought she was in love, but Sarah had thought of her as a passing fling-something a little different and forbidden. She'd moved on to another conquest, another sexual adventure. She'd laughed when Victoria begged her to come back to her saying that she'd do anything. Sarah hadn't loved her, she'd used her to get what she wanted then tossed her aside. All Victoria had left was that damn tattoo.

A hurt look comes to Alice's face as her eyes fill with tears. Victoria immediately softens her tone and draws Alice to her, holding her close. "Shhhhhh Kitten, I'm sorry I scolded you. I just meant that you're so beautiful, so perfect . . . I don't want you marking your beautiful skin with a tattoo." Alice gives her a tentative smile. "You think I'm beautiful Victoria?" "I think I made that obvious, but if it will help I'll show you just how beautiful I think you are again Kitten." Smiling, Victoria kisses Alice, their bodies becoming entwined . . .

Finally it was all over, Victoria got dressed first, then dressed Alice, carefully buttoning her shirt and tucking it back into her skirt which she'd never removed. When she's fully dressed again, Victoria brushes back Alice's ponytail and gives her a final kiss on the lips. "You make me so hot Kitten. We'll have to do that again real soon." She pulls a box out of her bag and hands it to Alice. She opens it and pulls out a very tiny red silk thong and bra, a match to the one Victoria was wearing. "I want you to wear that to class on Monday under your uniform."

Alice blushes as red as the silk and looks at Victoria, quivering slightly as she bites her lower lip. "What . . . what if . . . if I get . . . get caught?" she asks nervously. Victoria smiles, straightening Alice's tie. "I guess that means you'll have to be a very, VERY good girl on Monday Kitten because if you're not, the Dean or someone else is going to find out what a naughty little girl you are. I know now just how naughty you like to be."

She smiles wickedly at Alice. "I'll have to spank you after class on Monday for wearing that you know, but you'll like that too I promise. I'll give you a demerit slip so you can visit my room before dinner. Now it's time to go, be careful going back to campus and . . ." Victoria leans over and kisses Alice a final time, "this is our little secret. You don't tell anyone . . . not your friends, or your roommate. It doesn't even cross your lips in confession. Got it?"

Alice nods and kisses Victoria back. "Yes Ma'am," she says in an impish voice, her eyes sparkling, "I'll be a good girl . . . as good and naughty as you'd like me to be!" With her skirt swirling and her ponytail bobbing she practically skips out of the room. Victoria pours herself a final glass of wine, humming to herself as she drinks it. A huge smile on her face she grabs her bag and leaves the gatehouse. A few minutes later Danielle and Tommy turn off their video cameras, look at each other and whistle.

As they stow their gear away, Tommy grins and says, "Shit, we hit the jackpot this time Dani. We're gonna be rich! I figure we can sell the tape at what . . . $25, no $50 bucks a pop . . . and . . ." Danielle cuts him off. "No," she says firmly, "we're not going to be selling that tape and what's more you're not going to tell a soul what happened here tonight, got it?" He looks at her pained. "Are you crazy, no way . . . This is a gold mine, our ticket to the big time. The hottest babe at Saint Francis doing some little schoolgirl? This is the kind of stuff that guys dream of when they're jacking off, trust me, we could sell it at a $100 bucks apiece and they'd still be lining up around the block."

"I said no TJ. Look, I'll let you have the entire fee and I'll give you an extra $250 to make up for your lost profits. You deliver that tape and you keep your mouth shut, got it?" He grumbles, but finally agrees. "You'd better not be planning on blackmailing her with that other tape Ridgeway." "Don't worry," she responds, "I won't be making a dime on it."

She saw that tape as her little insurance policy against Victoria's wrath. She wouldn't dare release it, doing so would hurt Alice Miller, a nice, sweet girl who'd let a schoolgirl crush go a little too far. Victoria was dangerous and Danielle knew that it wouldn't hurt to have some protection against the biggest bitch ever to walk the halls of Saint Francis. She carefully made a half a dozen copies, depositing them in a series of locations known only to her. When the time was right she'd let Victoria know she had the tapes . . .

© 1999 Mary Catherine Whitney, All Rights Reserved.

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