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Chapter 8 by AudreyM AudreyM

Are They Willing? Of Course They Are! But How?

With Speed and Sluttiness

As if on cue, the girl and the woman jumped on each other before you could finish a sentence. Obviously, they had already been rehearsing. Madonna's lips and tongue elegantly and controlling danced across Britney's and pulled her in with saliva-swapping, skin-smacking efficiency. Britney seemed transfixed, in true awe of the woman she was making out with.

You think that they could pass for mother and daughter in some alternate universe; some how that turns you on even more as you sit in the backroom of the MTV building.

They pull away--Britney in her mock-up wedding-dress gown still fit for intense dancing, and Madonna, the 'groom', in leather.

"Does that pass your own personal censor?" Madonna asks with a snicker.

"On second thought, your comment about eating her pussy might not have been so bad," you smile back.

"I don't think so," Madonna says.

"Then maybe I'll have to find a back-up act for the show."

"Are you going to sexually extort me? Madonna? The most powerful woman in the music industry?" she asks with disbelief, but still an unoffended tone.

Right up with her pace you shoot back: "The most powerful woman in the music industry is Barbra Streisand, and since I really don't want to sexually extort her, you'll have to do. After all, your record sales could use some extortion, so if you don't want to do the show and sell under a hundred-thou units, that's fine with me. If you want to eat her pussy here, perform the song on the stage, and sell over a million, that's even better."

She smiles, bitterly and wickedly. "You play good ball-game."

"I've heard the same about you."

Britney watches this in awe of the two power-players, before Madonna barks at her cruelly to slip her out of her leather dancing costume. Britney zips down her idol, letting the form-fitting blackness peel off her body calmly. Britney watches the nakedness expanding with awe.

Soon Madonna stands nude and powerful, with still much dignity and commanding respect. No girl looks as dignified as her standing naked.

"So what'll it be?" she asks.

Well? The Lady Wants to Know. What WILL it Be?

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