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The Last Pin

Chapter 2

Chapter Two

Seated in the living room he studied the policewoman, whom  Lisa had introduced 
as Heather, closely. She either did not recognise him or  was extremely good. He 
would find out which before she died.

	"Lets just make sure that we are all playing on the  same team here" he 
said to them. "I don't want any misunderstandings to spoil  the weekend."

Lisa continued to act as spokeswoman. "We are here to  please you Derek; in any 
way that you want. No limits."  She glanced at Heather as  if seeking 
confirmation. Heather nodded in agreement. "Our ...employer  has made it 
abundantly clear that your wishes are to be obeyed without  question." The
slight  change in her voice confirmed that Carlos had ensured the  compliance of
these  two women.

Derek smiled. "Carlos can be most persuasive." His  deliberate use of the 
criminal's name failed to draw a response from Heather  apart from another nod.

	"OK. I would like to take a shower and have some  lunch" declared Derek. 
"However, before that, what say we er, break the ice, so to  speak?"

He gestured with his hands, motioning the two women to come  closer and to stand 
in front of the couch in which he sat. Derek's tone and  choice of words changed 
as he began to relax. "Take off your tops. I want to see  your tits."

Leaning back, Derek watched avidly, as Lisa began pulling  the ends of her
blouse  from the waistband of her skirt and carefully undoing the  pearl
coloured  buttons. Heather had an easier time of it , just pulling  her sweater
up and off.  Next came the bras, the two women reaching up into their  cleavage
to undo the  hooks and shrugging the lacy garments off their shoulders  like a
man taking off  his coat. Without any false modesty, they dropped the 
undergarments and stood  facing Derek, their arms at their sides.

Two pairs of brownish pink nipples rose and fell gently at  the tips of four 
beautifully formed breasts which were obviously the work of  nature and not 
silicone. Tiny blond hairs covered Lisa's torso, which  glistened faintly in the 
light from the large windows. Heather had slightly darker  nipples to match her 
chestnut hair.

	"I want you ladies to get acquainted. Heather, grab  hold of Lisa's nipples 
and squeeze them. Hard!"  he ordered.

Calmly, Lisa turned to face her female companion. Heather  reached up to grip 
Lisa's nipples with her thumbs and index fingers, squeezing  firmly. Aside from
a  gentle hiss of indrawn breath, Lisa did not react to the  indelicate
treatment of  her nipples. After a moment, Heather glanced at Derek, who 
remained silent,  obviously waiting. Drawing a breath of her own, Heather 
squeezed harder,  starting to twist the other woman's crushed nipples.

Derek let Heather continue until signs of obvious  discomfort began to show on 
Lisa's face. Then he ordered Heather to stop and Lisa to  take her turn. Heather 
showed the same amount of endurance as Lisa, standing still  as her nipples were 
roughly squeezed and mistreated. Heather's face was more  expressive however,
and  her beautiful features moved in time to Lisa's strong  fingers as they hurt
her  teats.

This little entertainment was enough to put a lump in  Derek's pants, so he 
decided to go and have his shower. He let Lisa stop hurting  Heather's nipples. 
Heather relaxed with a sigh of relief.

	"Just so you ladies don't get bored while I am way, I  want you to play a 
little game." The two topless women eyed him suspiciously.  "I want you to play 
patty-cake with each other's boobs. You slap her left  breast, you do it back, 
then the right one and so on. Get me?"  The girls nodded  glumly. "I want to
keep  hearing that nice patty-cake sound when I come back"  he  warned "and if I
don't  hear anything then the  both of you will be sorry!"

Grinning, Derek strode off towards his room and a relaxing  shower, the sound of 
female hands slapping female flesh adding a bounce to his  stride.



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