Bonding

“Does that thing owe you money?”

Samantha stopped her **** on the punching bag to turn around and face one of her closest friends. With a smile she replied to Fara:

“No, but if I remember correctly you still owe me a rematch.” She closed the distance and embraced the tall, dark skinned philosophy professor.

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Fara returned the hug “Good to see you. Wanna tell what has gotten you so worked up or would you like to go a round first?”

Letting go of Fara's firm body Samantha made her way to the kickboxing ring.

“You coming, slowpoke?”

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The hot water from the shower felt lovely on her aching muscles. And Samantha's thought began to wonder freely.

“So Sam, what happened?”

Fara's question pulled her back into reality, a heavy sigh escaped her lips.

“The senator paid me a visit and we got into an argument. Some less than flattering remarks from me later and that ass went off the rails. He went on a tirade about how he could have replaced me with a more loyal attorney and that I was a d.e.i. hire, not even understanding what that actually means and ignoring that I finished my education top of my year at fucking Havard. Then even suggested that I could thank him for not replacing me with my body, before he went on to threaten that he'd make Jenny sleep with him.”

“That’s beyond disgusting. Also Jenny is your secretary, right? Isn't she asexual?”

“She is and yes." After a short pause to think and get on with their respective shower's, Samantha stated mater of factly "I'll run for Senator this year.”

“About time, but I'd like to get some payback against the current one.” Fara's response sounded calm, but anyone knowing the woman could have told at a glance that she was fuming while she scrubbed herself dry with a towel.

“You don't seem surprised.”

“Was it supposed to be a secret? Sweety everyone knows that you'll run for office. That's probably why our dear senator is such an ass.”

“Fair, wanna go and grab a coffee?”

“Sure.”

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The two women sat in a nearby café, discussing plans for Samantha's election campaign. Suddenly Fara decided to switch topic.

“How are things with the new man of the house?” Fara was obviously teasing, but Sam was caught off guard nonetheless.

“What?! Fara!”

“So you haven't slept with him yet?”

“Fara!”

“Ok, ok, calm down will you.”

“Why did you think that anyways?”

“Sam you are very sexual, the last few years must have been frustrating on that front. He seems to be nice, is undeniably handsome and would probably be okay with your, let's call it preferences.”

Sam instantly started blushing as she thought back to the threesome with Robert and Fara.

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Leon looked through the footage of the camera's, bit by bit had he managed to set them up in every room. Most rooms had three or four of them; they'd be perfect for his goals and provided him with some eye candy till he could have a go at the girls. The ringing of the bell **** him to take his eyes of the screen that showed max masturbating to **** report's.

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Jenny sat in the living room, already sobbing with her eyes cast down. It was just her and Leon in the House, Amber, Max and Samantha wouldn't be back for hours. She was certain that today he'd go all the way.

Leon was fondling her breast like he had done so often by now.

The bell rang again and a shimmer of hope returned to Jenny's eyes, maybe she would be able to postpone the inevitable. She jumped up and ran to the door to answer it.

Jenny hoped to see one of the House's inhabitants when she opened the door, instead she was face to face with a black teen boy.

“Hi, what can I-” Jenny was cut off mid sentence when Leon grabbed her, spun her around and ripped her top off.

She heard the door slam shut as the man's tongue invaded her mouth and his hands worked her Jeans down her legs all the while she was pushed backwards towards the door.

Her blood froze when she bumped into someone, she realised the boy hadn't closed the door from the outside, but from within. His hands suddenly played with her tits through her bra and she could feel his cock resting against her ass, with only her pantys in the way.

Leon's hand slipped past her pantys and right into her. Jenny couldn't take in anymore, she wouldn't just be ****, she'd be humiliated. Something inside her died. She stopped struggling and started to cry.

Her thong joined her jeans around her ankles. Leon lifted her up and only seconds passed till her ass and pussy were impaled. The asexual teen was beyond nauseous as the man and the boy bounced her helpless body on their members.

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Once they were done they threw Jenny out of the house. The young woman wore nothing but her thong, her ripped open tank top and the cum they covered her face with.

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“Sam?”

“Yeah?” A deep sigh left Samantha before she turned around to her friend.

They were laying on the beach, enjoying the weather and each other's mostly silent company.

“Please don't freak out, but an idea crossed my mind.”

Sam raised an eyebrow, this was going to be the dumbest thing ever.

“You know how pissed off you were with the senator? Why don't you give him what he wants?” Fara observed her friend's face closely, barely suppressing her laughter as she awaited the oncoming storm.”

One freak out from Sam and a laugh flash from Fara later she elaborated her suggestion.

“You could make a bet with him if he wins the seat you resign and become his obedient slut, if you win he has to donate his net worth plus 10 million dollars publicly to charitys of you choosing and has to come clean about all the lies he and the president have been spreading, on his social media accounts. This would really damage their reputation and all but guarantee we win the next presidential election!”

“Have you lost your mind? A. He would never agree to that. B. I'd lose all credibility if he makes that public. And C. Why would I risk that? It's my first time running and there is no guarantee that I'll win!” Samantha was flabbergasted and halfway expected that Fara was just pulling her leg.

“Have you seen the popularity polls? A freaking potato would win. He is even disliked by his own party. The only reason he gets to run is the President's direct endorsement. Also he is a horny wannabe frat boy still if you offer that bet he'll take it in a heartbeat. As for the public image, just make it part of the deal that the bet stays secret till after the vote.”

“If you're so confident then why don't you risk everything on a stupid bet!” Samantha was now really irritated and angry, but Fara's response took the wind right out of her sails.

“Sure.”

“What?”

“I'm down, make me part of it. If he wins he gets us both. I'm sure he'd be delighted. After all I'm a black woman, the youngest ever professor at our most prestigious university and in air quotes part of the radical left.”

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Jenny had just made her way back home and was about to unlock her apartment when her neighbour saw her. He reacted quickly, finally seeing his opportunity arrive.