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As Empathica reached the outer door of the restaurant, she found Sandra futiley trying to hail a cab. "Oooh!" the blonde bimbo hissed as another yellow car for hire sped by.

"Hey, why you don't you let me take you home," Empathica offered, trying to keep the lustful desire out of her voice.

"Would you?" the bimbette asked, her voice and face the very pictures of helplessness. As much as the weakness bothered Empathica, her male organ also responded with longing. Again, she started to realize why men were attracted to the women they were.

"Sure," Empathica responded with as much gentleness as she could muster. "Look, I saw what was going on in there between your boyfriend and my friend. The least I can do is make you get home safely."

"That bastard," Sandra replied, her voice dropping a hundred degrees. Empathica noticed that she didn't seem to hold Cobrina the least bit responsible for seducing the hispanic boy. Most likely, the blonde harlot had stolen plenty of guys from other women and therefore didn't blame the female in the equation for her role.

Empathica saw another cab about to drive by but used her mental powers to make the driver want to stop and give them a ride. He slammed on his brakes and screeched into the restaurant's parking lot. "Where to, ladies?" he asked. Sandra gave her address, and Empathica was impressed to find it in the most upscale part of town. Sure enough, as they pulled up to Sandra's building, Empathica couldn't help but be humbled by the quality and elegance of the high-rise. As they both exited the cab and Empathica paid the driver, Empathica sent little waves of lust at the helpless blonde to make sure she'd be invited in. Her cock had been throbbing the whole drive over, and just the thought of slamming it into the blonde slut's pussy was almost too much to bear.

"Come up for a drink?" the bimbo asked breathily. "Sure, I'd love to," was Empathica's suave reply. Again, the heroine-turned-**** was impressed when the entered the elevator and Sandra hit the button for the penthouse. She waved a little fob at a sensor before the doors would close, then the efficient lift whisked them high into the building. The doors opened to reveal a huge, opulent loft with stunning views of the city below.

Empathica was so impressed that she inadvertently let her feelings flow outward, but Sandra didn't mind. "Yeah, nice place, isn't it? My parents left me with a lot of money, and then my financial advisor worked some great investments." Empathica never would have thought this airhead could afford such elegance, and her feelings turned from surprise to annoyance to anger. What a spoiled little bitch, she thought, who in no way deserved to live such a life of luxury!

"Now about that drink," Sandra said walking towards a well-stocked wet bar. But she never made it there, as Empathica's feelings overwhelmed both of the women. "On your KNEES, bitch!" Empathica commanded, pushing down hard on the blonde's shoulders.

"Wha...?" was all the girl could mumble. She was shocked at Empathica's sudden turn in attitude, cowed by the feelings of domination emanating from the heroine, and secretly thrilled to be dominated as she was a natural slut and submissive.

Empathica grabbed her patent leather skirt and pulled it up over her belly, allowing her huge erection to spring free. Before Sandra could even register the fact that this gorgeous woman, who she had been making mad lesbian love to less than an hour before, was now sporting an enormous cock Empathica grabbed hold of the back of the blonde's head and thrust her dick right into the slightly open mouth of her rapee.

Immediately she starting **** the girl's mouth, thrusting her hips violently in time with her vicious grabbing of her hair and yanking on her head. Sandra could only mumble and gag, so rapid and powerful was her debasement. "Yes, TAKE it you little whore. This is what you're for, to be used and fucked, isn't it?"

Empathica said the words with a sneer and was surprised when she felt the intense tingle of erotic pleasure the blonde got from being talked to that way. "It IS, you little fucking nympho slut! You LIKE it!"

And she certainly did. Sandra, whose head was being fucked like a rag doll's, was using both her hands to rub her own clit and fuck her pussy. Her sloppy cunt was oozing juices, desperately wanting the cock in her mouth to be inserted instead between its own nether lips.

"Fine," stated Empathica, pulling out while at the same time shoving the bimbo backwards. Sandra lost her balance and toppled backward, her legs flailing into the air. Empathica pounced on her, shoving her cock clumsily between the slut's spread legs until eventually it found purchase in the slippery, wet folds of her **** snatch.

Both women moaned in unison, Empathica because she couldn't believe how incredibly good a cock felt in a pussy and Sandra because she loved the feel of any object pounding deep inside her. Empathica lost herself in the feelings and sensations and rutted away, pounding Sandra's body mercileslly into the hardwood floor. Sandra was all but helpless but did manage to lift her arms so as to knead Empathica's breasts and tweak her nipples. "Fuck me," she moaned breathlessly.

"What do you think I'm doing, you dumb bitch?" Empathica asked between thrusts, again sensing that he degrading words were like electric current directly feeding Sandra's lust. "Shut up and take it like the slut you are."

Empathica found that she had one amazing ability no man did--she could maintain the erotic sensations of her cock as long as she wanted without reaching orgasm. So she pounded Sandra longer than any man could have, in more positions and causing the submissive girl more orgasms. Finally she felt that the blonde whore was reaching the point of exhaustion. "Are you ready for me to shoot my seed inside you, bitch?"

"Yes," Sandra moaned, "Oh, God, yes..."

Empathica looked down with a sneer. "Just like Carlos is doing to Cobrina right now?"

That thought cracked Sandra's lust-addled haze for a moment, but only for a moment. "Just fuck me..."

Empathica answered with a devilish smirk and then resumed pounding. "Here I come, you little slut." Her thrusts reached a fever pitch before, with an orgasmic scream, Empathica's cock emptied itself into Sandra's oh-so-willing cunt.

As their erotic highs faded, her cock still wrapped by Sandra's hot and sticky folds, Empathica looked down at her sex toy. "Want to know a secret?" she asked with a smirk...