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The nine ball thunked into the corner pocket just as the cue ball rolled softly to rest against the rail. Allison smiled broadly, raised both fists into the air and turned to accept her acclaim from the crowd. It had been touch and go for a while, but when, after Allison's last superbly played safety, Jeanette table scratched, her three-rail shot just missing the two ball, Allison knew she had it won. With cue ball in hand, she took her time about planning the shots that would run the table out, and positioned the cue ball perfectly to set up the sequence.

The sound of that nine ball dropping had sealed Jeanette's fate.

As she passed her defeated opponent, Allison whispered, "Later, bitch!"

Jeanette's serene features blanched for a moment as she recalled the bet she had allowed herself to be goaded into making.

Later that evening, Jeanette stood nervously outside the victor's Hotel room and knocked timidly. Then, throwing her shoulders back, she knocked more firmly. Timid women don't get to the finals. She had made the bet, and she would see it through.

The door opened and Allison visually devoured her victim for a few moments before barking. "Strip! Right now! Or do you want everyone on the circuit to know you welshed on a bet?"

Jeanette felt the protest rise within her, and with superhuman will, stifled it. Keeping her face as serene as when she was playing, she reached back and slid the zipper of the black satin gown down to her ass. She had known the terms of the bet, and though she hadn't expected to start before she was in the other woman's room, she wasn't going to give Allison the satisfaction of seeing her sweat.

The gown puddled at Jeanette's feet and she stepped out of it, standing in the hallway in only her four inch black heels. In the heels she was about the same height as her blonde opponent. She started to remove the shoes but Allison's command stopped her.

"No! Leave them on for now! You look quite delicious in them!"

Jeanette straightened and resisted the urge to cover breasts and groin with her hands. Once again, Allison's predatory gaze swept over her. Jeanette felt a certain pride standing there. She could see that despite her best efforts, Allison had not been able to prevent a little bulge from growing on her stomach, while Jeanette's, sweeping down from her firm, high breasts, was still as smooth and taut as when she was a teen.

Other thoughts were on Allison's mind. Finally, after all those weeks and months on the tour, she had this snooty little chink bitch where she wanted her! The deal was no injury, but a lot of pain could be inflicted on a person without causing injury!

The elevator door pinged around the corner, and Jeanette waited tensely, praying the older woman would not leave her standing here in full view of whoever was coming.

Allison, as if reading her mind, waited until the sound of approaching voices neared the corridor before snapping, "Pick up that rag and get in here!"

With no time to spare, Jeanette scooped up her dress and stepped inside the apartment just as the voices rounded the corner.

"Dayum! 'Djou see that?" she heard from down the hall.

"See what?" another voice answered.

"Some nekkid chick just..." the voice was cut off as Allison closed the door.

Wearing a hungry expression, Allison circled her victim, practically salivating over the trim, luscious figure. That long, silky black mane would make a perfect handhold for all sorts of things! Jeanette's firm, elongated buttocks were most assuredly going to get their fair share of attention, and those perky tits would feel the sting of her wrath before the night was over, that was for sure. It was that oh-so-perfect pussy, though, with it's one small strip of almost straight hair, that she was most looking forward to abusing!

"Kneel, you chink whore!" Allison ordered through clenched teeth.

"I'm not a chink!" Jeanette couldn't help herself, the words just came out, "And I'm not a whore!"

"You're anything I want you to be for the next twenty-four hours, slut!" Allison hissed, "Now kneel!"

Jeanette clamped her jaws shut with effort, and got down on her knees before the blonde woman. She looked up with anticipation and dread. It was going to be a long night!

Grasping a handful of her temporary slave's lustrous black hair, Allison jerked her head back and kissed her passionately on her gasping mouth. Much to her surprise, Jeanette's lips melted under her assault, and their tongues dueled passionately!

Well! THIS put things in a little different light! Allison quickly shed the fluffy robe bearing the hotel's logo and once again using Jeanette's hair as reins, planted her blonde bush full on the beautiful Amer-Asian's face.

"Eat me, slut!" she hissed, "Put that whore tongue to work and make me cum!"

Jeanette had not wanted the imperious blonde to know her secret, but the kiss had almost undone her, and now this! Trying not to put too much enthusiasm into it, the black-haired beauty tentatively extended her tongue, tasting the other woman's juices the moment her damp pubic hair made contact. Inhaling deeply, Jeanette let her breath out with what she hoped was an exasperated sigh, then dug in for real. The older woman's aroma filled her nostrils as her nose buried itself in the moist slit. Her pink tongue separated Allison's folds and dug deeply for the seeping membranes of her sex.

Woman-juice flooded her mouth as Jeanette dutifully lapped at the tender flesh before her, trying hard not to let the pheromones subsume her consciousness. Allison rode the beautiful face of her rival for several long minutes, treating herself to three lovely orgasms before she took a handful of silky black hair, and dragged her defeated opponent to the pool table in the middle of her suite.

Flinging the naked girl over the edge of the table, Allison hissed, "Stay there, bitch! I'm going to get you warmed up for the big scene!"

Taking two cues that she had prepared ahead of time by slipping condoms over the thick ends, Allison pulled a chair up behind her victim.

"Open wide!" she cracked, as, without preamble, she shoved the latex covered butt of one of the cues deep into Jeanette's pussy! To her surprise, it slid in easily on Jeanette's internal lubrication! The bitch was enjoying this mistreatment!

A feral grin spread across Allison's face as she positioned the second cue just above the first, in the pink, crinkled crater of Jeanette's rosebud. This time, Jeanette shrieked, as with no lubrication, the second cue plunged deep into her ass!

Fortunately, on the outstroke, her internal fluids provided some lubrication for the invading pole, as seated comfortably behind her, Allison began fucking the unfortunate Jeanette with both cues. Like a kid with a new toy, Allison experimented with depth, angle, and sequence in plying her victim's nether holes with the two cues!

In spite of her earlier resolve, Jeanette found her body responding to the dual penetration of her most private orifices, her moans soon filled the apartment. Allison plunged both rods as deeply as they would go, then took the ends of both in one hand and rotated them in large circles. Jeanette's cries dissolved into incoherent gurgles as her guts were shifted and stirred within her.

Jeanette's hips circled in concert with the cues as Allison toyed with her, playing her like a stick puppet. Jeanette, in spite of herself, was overcome by the feelings aroused in her guts that radiated from her pussy and ass. With a low groan, she came around the twin rods, much to Allison's amusement.