Carlotta’s Empire
By Montrose



** Happy Birthday **

The school year ended just a week before Carlotta’s 17th birthday. She told
Mr. Reed about it and he set Chester to work arranging a party at his mansion.
All of Carlotta’s army was invited. The dinner lasted for 8 courses while a
ravishing Japanese woman played a koto – Muskrat got her number. For dessert
the company consumed great bits of a life-size nude chocolate sculpture of
Carlotta herself that had been presiding over the feast. It was exquisite.
Carlotta chose the pieces all would eat. Mr. Reed and Muskrat each got a
pert-nipped boob. Bear and Babs shared her head. Amy ate her arms. The twins
nibbled her feet and calves. Mercy ate her thighs, muff and some of her belly
(Mercy loves chocolate). Snake and Axle shared her back. And to Shannon she
left her entire round ass. And she made her eat it all. The poor girl was
rather ill.

And with a belly full of Carlotta’s sweet ass, Shannon leaned over to Carlotta
who had summoned her ear with a finger. Carlotta whispered, "Don’t think I
don’t know about you and Muskrat, my naughty slave. You will be eating my ass
for real for having disobeyed my command to leave him alone."

Shannon felt more nauseous. "Please forgive me, Mistress." She whispered with
a quiver in her voice.

Carlotta smiled at her. Shannon was powerful, and yet the slightest word from
her sent the girl into fear. This delighted Carlotta. She felt like a grand
empress – like a combination of Cleopatra and Alexander the Great. But all she
said to Shannon who waited for her answer, shivering, was "No."

She would take her time and break Shannon down when the mood struck her. For
now she wanted Shannon to live in dread of the coming punishment. She patted
the poor girl on the cheek then roughly shoved her face away.

Then like a roman emperor she shouted, "Music!" The band sprang to life. A 25
piece chamber orchestra played sedate versions of all of Carlotta’s favorite
songs. As she tapped her toe to the music, on Mr. Reeds face, she commanded
Babs and Mercy to fight for her entertainment. She had heard they were well
matched. She enjoyed throwing bits of strawberry and kiwi at them as they
grappled at her feet.

It looked like it would be a clear victory for the big black woman from the
start. Babs wasn’t as mad as she had been when they first fought. Mercy at 21
years old, standing 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing in at 215 curvaceous
pounds had a size advantage over Babs, 29 years old, 6 feet even and 195
pounds. But Babs proved to be scrappy.

First they circled, then clashed. Mercy threw Babs to the floor with a thump.
She let Babs stand and they locked up again. This time Mercy crushed Babs’
face into her tits, smothering her. In the struggle both ladies fell to the
floor. Despite almost having her head taken off for it, Babs managed to get
her legs around Mercy’s skull. She crushed down with her ample butt in Mercy’s
face. She rolled over to sit on her face.

Eventually Mercy was forced to let go. Babs plowed a fist into Mercy’s gut and
continued to sit on her face and scissor her neck, feeling victory was at
hand.

But Mercy twisted around and managed to pry her head free. She fell on top of
Babs again burying her face in boob, and this time never let the smaller woman
up for air. When she stood Babs was out cold on the floor.

Carlotta applauded politely but not with much gusto. Mercy knelt in
supplication. "Thank you Mistress Carlotta." She said dutifully to her ruler.

Bear dragged off his unconscious wife and the entertaining continued. This
time she told Amy to fight Shannon.

It was a lopsided fight with Shannon at 5 feet 9 inches tall, 145 solid pounds
and 18 years old easily humiliating the bigger and older woman (Amy being 38,
6 feet 4 inches and 210 pounds). There was no one in the company who could
handle Shannon besides Carlotta herself, and on occasion Mercy.

Shannon made it entertaining my back peddling and ducking around as Amy tried
to get a hold on her. Then when Amy was off balance and tired Shannon stepped
in and leveled her with a slap or flipped her up in the air only to let her
fall in a heap. By the end Shannon needed only to place a foot on Amy’s
battered face to declare victory.

Shannon, glistening from her match, though she had been in command all the
time bowed before Carlotta. "Thank you Mistress Carlotta." She said.

"You’re not done yet." Snapped Carlotta. "Mercy! Step forward." The two
friends knelt before their mistress. "I want to see a real battle this time.
And Mercy, if you don’t make Shannon scream in pain, I will destroy you
myself."

An iron edge to her voice made the dark woman grow pale. "Yes M-Mistress." She
stammered.

Shannon made Mercy work for it but Mercy was motivated by fear. The big black
woman was a rested from her battle with Babs, but she wasn’t as fast as
Shannon. She was a touch stronger though and finally got a grip on her after
10 minutes of being knocked to the floor by the more agile blonde.

Shannon tried to use leverage and get Mercy’s arm twisted, but this time she
didn’t make it. Mercy caught her up between her legs and arms and squeezed her
entire body with everything she had. They rolled about as Shannon struggled
for release. Like a boa constrictor, Mercy never relented but continued to
apply more pressure. Soon for Shannon, it was either beg for release or let
her head explode!

Shannon cried out for release. "NO!" Snarled Carlotta. Mercy kept up the
pressure. She had to please Carlotta. Shannon gasped in pain with the last of
her air.

Shannon’s face went deep red. Her eyes rolled back and then she passed out.
Mercy looked at Carlotta and kept squeezing.

There were a few anxious moments of silence.

"Okay." Carlotta relaxed back in her chair. "Let her go." Shannon hit the
floor like a rung out sponge. Mercy stood over her, somewhat satisfied, but
sad for her friend.

Then she knelt before Carlotta. "Thank you Mistress Carlotta." She said again.

Her ruler, the Empress Carlotta, nodded. "For your victories you may have Bear
and the twins tonight. Take them to the guest suite." Mercy was delighted but
stepped back when Babs protested.

"But Bear is my..."

Carlotta stood and glared at Babs. There was instant silence. "Take them away,
Mercy." And she did.

Carlotta smiled at the sad Babs. "When Chester is done cleaning up you can
have him, if you like."

Babs looked at the butler standing stiff to the side. "Yeah, sure. Whatever."
She said.

"Snake and Axle." Called Carlotta. They stepped forward and knelt. "You may
take two blond losers to do with as you please." Snake and Axle looked at each
other with delight and wonder. The two beauties Amy and Shannon were theirs?
"And Amy and Shannon." Continued Carlotta. "I expect to hear glowing reports
from these two in the morning. You will serve there... EVERY... need. You are
their slaves." She smirked, mostly at Shannon.

"Yes Mistress." Said the two blonds in unison.

"Take them to the dungeons."

"Yes Mistress." Said Amy. Amy took Snake’s arm and Shannon took Axle’s as they
left the room.

"This rocks!" quipped the usually silent Axle.

"Muskrat." He stepped forward as Carlotta called. "You will serve as a play
thing for Sugar-muffin and me." She stroked Mr. Reed’s bald pate as the
billionaire sat at her feet. "Chester, ready the master bedroom."

"Yes, Mistress Carlotta."

** Have Mercy **

The guest suite had a luxurious Japanese bath that absolutely charmed Mercy.
She took her three men in there and lined them up at her feet. "You!" She
picked Ted and random and stuffed his face up her dress. She pointed to Bear
next, "You – take off my cloths. And You!" Tom this time. "Take that big
sponge and start rubbing me with hot water."

So as she was stripped and cleaned, Ted delighted her with his face in her
crotch. Soon Bear was done and joined Tom in rubbing her down and washing her.
They massaged the big woman, feeling her muscles relax in their hands.

Mercy has a lustful nature and it took very little to drive her over the edge.
Once she had done so on Ted’s face she made him trade places with Bear. It
appeared from her reaction that there was something in his technique that was
lacking in Ted’s. Both boys leaned over to watch.

Her climax was loud. But when it was done Tom took the place of honor between
her legs. Bear seemed to have been her favorite.

Cleaned and relaxed Mercy picked up Bear like a baby and walked him into the
bedroom. The twins dried her off as she told Bear her plan. "You are going to
take me, big man. An I an I am not a delicate wall flower, you hear! When you
hammer me you do it to drive me over the edge! You try to knock me off the
bed! You hear!"

"Yes’m." smiled Bear. Babs like it rough too.

Mercy laid down on her belly with her head hanging off one side of the bed and
her butt up on the other. She invited the twins over to the head side while
Bear got busy.

The twins take turns on her face and each came well before Bear was done
mashing and driving. Sweat ran down every muscle on the big hairy man. Mercy
just smiled and called for more. After a rest both boys took her face again.
She was barely conscious by now and they could do whatever they liked. They
pull out and spray her down with cum. They giggled and pointed.

Then Bear began to snarl, grunt and heave with all his might. Mercy began to
howl. The twins watched in aw.

Suddenly, Bear pulled out and aimed his thick rod up her ass crack. He sprayed
a long stream of white goo that shot over Mercy’s back leaving a trail. But
most of it made it to the far side and pelted Ted and Tom right in the face.
Bear laughed as it dripped down onto their chests. His laugh shattered the
air.

Ted and Tom got mad of course and jumped over Mercy onto Bear, but he easily
dropped them to the floor and stomped on them with his bare feet while Mercy
basks in her afterglow. He kept laugh as he did.

Eventually, the boys crawled away and Bear went back for seconds. At the end
of that, Mercy was speaking in tongues.

** Dirt Work **

Shannon leaned over to Amy as they walked down a long corridor and whispers,
"I’m scared."

Amy gave her a funny look. Why should she be scared of these mopes? It would
be a snap to totally impress these boys.

"I’ve never... you know... done it before." Explained the young blond.

Amy stifled a laugh.

Shannon slapped her lightly on the arm – just a girlfriend slap. "Shut up!"
she whispered. "You gotta help me!"

Amy, still giggling. "Please tell me you’ve at least given head before."

"Well... sure." Shannon’s eyes darted back and forth as if her father might
over-hear and she blushed a bit. Amy was so much more worldly than she, coming
out and talking about it like that. Of course she had satisfied a few boys...
with her hands... and with her mouth... and so on. But she had never "let
anyone inside."

Amy patted her hand as they walked. "Leave it to me, honey. I’ll do most of
the dirty work. Lord knows there won’t be anything new to me. You just be
ready to be a party girl for the first part of the evening. Can you handle
that?" She winked.

Some of the butterflies left Shannon’s belly. She nodded.

They approached a wall panel with a lamp much like several they had passed.
Amy pulled the lamp out a bit and the wall moved to the side enough to let
them in single file. Amy led followed by Snake, then Shannon, then Axle with
both hands on Shannon’s butt up under her short skirt as he walked behind her.
He was already breathing hard down her back.

"Wow." He kept whispering as his hands followed the roll of her ass as she
walked. He kept squeezing her buns. Must be some kinda ass freak, she guessed.

They walked down stone steps, curving low beneath the earth. The lights were
low and the air was cool. Amy pushed a stone to the left and a bit of wall
clicked. What looked like solid stone turned out to be a door. She led the
party in and closed them in with an ominous clang.

The room was of living stone and was 30 feet by 45 feet with a 10 foot
ceiling. The furnishings were mostly of wood, iron and leather. Chains hung
from walls. Whips were neatly laid out on a huge wooden table worthy of a
feast in Valhalla. Racks, chairs and tables with various restraints stood
around. In one corner was a small cage. In another corner was a massive tangle
of pillows and cushions. Amy made for these, discarding her blouse and shoes
as she walked. Next to it was a rack of cloths – costumes.

Snake and Axle followed like eager dogs. Shannon stood, frozen in her tracks.

When Amy reached the cloths rack she was trading her party things for a black
leather bodice and heels. She handed a cheerleader skirt to Snake. "Here
darling." She said. "Help that little cutie out of her cloths and slip her
into this."

Snake ran to Shannon with the skirt then stopped. Would she beat him if he
tried something? With wide eyes she stepped up to Snake. "Go ahead." She
whispered. "It’s all right."

With trembling hands he undid the buttons on her pretty blue blouse. She wore
a matching bra underneath. Axle came over and helped by unzipping the zipper
on the back of her skirt. Slowly, quietly, reverently, as Amy watched and
Shannon stood still, the boys undressed her. They petted her gently. They
folded her cloths. They worshipfully kissed her flesh. And, truth be told,
they made her feel pretty damn good with their every touch. Then Snake dropped
to his knees and held the skirt for her to step into. Shannon, graceful as
ever, stepped into it.

Before the skirt made it up, Axle slid his tongue up Shannon’s backside.

"OH!" she squeaked.

"Sorry!" He whimpered.

"Axle you shit-fist!" snapped Snake. "Don’t ruin it!"

"No." Said Shannon quickly. "No... it’s all good. I just wasn’t expecting it."
Shannon looked at the boys. The look of respect and delight in their eyes gave
her courage and confidence. She looked over at Amy who was smiling on like a
proud mom.

Shannon took the next step. Standing naked except for the red and white
pleated skirt she pulled her hair back and asked "So do you like what you
see?"

"OH my god!"

"Yes, miss! Yes!"

Shannon reached down and rubbed the lumps in the front of each mans pants.
They both moaned. Axle almost lost his ability to stand. "Maybe you boys would
like to come over and get comfy with me." She cooed.

They dropped onto the pillows. The girls slipped party cloths off the boys.
Shannon wasted no time in following Carlotta’s orders. What started as heavy
petting continued into muff dives foot worship and cramming two cocks into her
mouth at once. She drove those boys to a frothing frenzy as Amy stood over
them petting stray parts or letting the lashes of a whip slide across naked
flesh.

Then when Snake looked like he couldn’t take it anymore Amy pulled him out of
the pile and mounted him. Axle had his face so far up Shannon’s ripe rump that
he didn’t notice. He seemed completely content where he was with Shannon on
all fours letting him lap at her ass.

Watching Amy and Snake, Shannon found the room to be getting rather warm. She
twisted a bit as Axle stuffed his tongue up her tight sphincter.

The noise Snake made as Amy hammered down on him eventually caught Axle’s
attention. He began thrusting his tool around Shannon’s rump, seeking
permission to enter.

"Amy?" whispered Shannon with a quiver in her voice.

"Here, boy." Said the older woman pointing to her round back end.

"Are you kidding?" Gasped Axle. "Yeee-haww!" and he leaped off of Shannon and
knelt behind Amy. "Thank you! Oh bless you!"

Shannon blinked. She knelt there open mouthed as Axle happily crammed his big
bone deep into what was apparently a superior ass. She looked back at her own
butt, then over at Amy’s, or what she could see of it with Axle pounding into
it and feeling it up. Amy’s was definitely bigger. Both were perfectly round.
Both were firm. Both had a tattoo with Carlotta’s eyes on it. Axle kept
slapping that spot on Amy’s rump as he humped. What was the saying she had
heard, "More cushion for the pushin’?"

Amy kept sliding down onto Snake as Axle took her from the rear. They made an
Amy sandwich. Shannon got distracted from her vague sense of hurt by the
motion of Amy’s hips – it sure got complicated now and then – and the boys
sure seemed to enjoy it. Amy winked at her.

"You should be taking notes, honey." Said Amy. "You could learn a lot
tonight." And indeed she did. Amy was a wealth of knowledge when it came to
driving men wild and ultimately pleasing them.

Shannon made herself useful with her tongue, even getting it up Axles ass for
a change. And to her great surprise and delight the boys weren’t the only ones
that had a memorable night.

One twist of fate... Shannon finally got that paddling Mr. Henderson had
wanted to give her so long ago, thanks to Axle.

** How to Become a Millionaire **

In candlelight Mr. Reed watched from his stiff knees as Carlotta stood before
him. With the calm detachment of a slave Muskrat patiently unbuttoned her
blouse from behind so as not to block Mr. Reed’s view. Mr. Reed gasped as it
fell open. Carlotta giggled, making her fleshy boobs jiggle.

"My dear Mistress." The old man whispered. "I haven’t given you your present
yet. What would you like? An island? A castle? Please name your desire and set
me to making it yours."

"Hmmmm...." She pondered as Muskrat moved on to slipping her blouse off. He
folded it gently and then untied her skirt from the back as she thought. "I
don’t want anything so... tied down." She said. "I want something I can move
around with. I’m young, you know." She winked down at Mr. Reed.

"Oh dear god I know." He murmured.

Carlotta’s eye fell on antique, 6 foot long cedar chest at the end of the bed,
gorgeous

work. "I want that" She said.

Mr. Reed was puzzled. "Just that?"

"Filled with gems and gold." She continued as muskrat dropped her skirt to the
floor and she stepped out. She wore only her pink silk panties now. Then
candlelight played lovingly on her olive skin.

"Yes Mistress!"

Carlotta stepped forward and lightly rubbed her silk panties on Mr. Reed’s
face. He kept whispering thank yous and blessings.

Then she stepped back and let Muskrat remove them. She held out a hand and
Muskrat handed the light garment to her. She dangled it above Mr. Reeds head.
He opened his mouth and she slowly lowered them in.

Then she took Muskrat by the arm and led him to the grand four-post bed. She
picked up and throws Muskrat onto the bed. Like the slave he had become he lay
still as she slithered up onto his muscular frame. Mr. Reed gasped with the
panties hanging from his lips.

Slowly and methodically Carlotta crawled all over Muskrat tying him to all
four posts. And then she spent hours taking her pleasure on him and
frustrating him to the great masturbatory delighting of Mr. Reed who watches
from a yard away chewing panties.

** The South Shall Rise **

In the fall Carlotta wanted more sun. She decided to take her ladies in
waiting (Shannon, Mercy, Amy and Babs) on a holiday to a lovely beach house in
Florida, courtesy of Mr. Reed. He begged to come with but was refused.

With sun hats and bikinis they invaded that stretch of white sand. It seemed
fairly secluded except for one sister beach house several yards up the beach.
They spent the first day exploring the coast and playing beach ball (Amy and
Carlotta eniolated Babs Shannon and Mercy).

Then, near dusk as the girls had gathered around Carlotta fanning her and
doing her nails, a corporate van pulled up to the other beach house. Eight men
piled out as the van rose on its shocks. Each man looked to be about 6 foot 2
inches with broad shoulders, weighing in close to 220 pounds. The average age
was likely 40. A pack of mid-level corporate execs had been given a reward for
boosting profits.

Carlotta eyed the band of men with suspicion as they unpacked a stereo system
and crates of booze. "I don’t think they look like quiet neighbors." She
mused.

She proved to be right. Within the hour the men had cranked up jams like they
were trying to torture a South American dictator out of hiding. "Amy...
Shannon." Said Carlotta. "Tell those men to turn down the noise."

"Yes mistress." The two women slipped of the porch. Their tan skin contrasted
to their white bikinis in the moonlight.

"And ladies?"

"Yes mistress?"

"Don’t tell them twice."

The two blonds nodded and smiled then slipped off to the other beach house.

Carlotta watched while Babs and Mercy worked on her toes. She saw Amy and
Shannon slip into the house without knocking. There was some loud talk and the
music switched off. Then silence for a moment.

Then all hell broke loose! Lights flickered. There was a crash of broken glass
followed by several muffled thumps and bangs. Shouting began again, but it
sounded more fearful this time. Banging continued. Lights went out in one
room. Then silence fell.

Moments later a man flew from the front door and landed out in the sand. He
lay still. Then another came out the same way and landed on the first. The
procession continued until every man was piled up 20 feet from the porch of
their beach house.

Amy and Shannon returned, smiling and in fine shape. Amy had lost her top, but
she may have done that willingly. Her breasts gleamed in the moonlight and
bobbed about as she walked back.

"Very efficient." Said Carlotta, pleased.

"Thank you mistress!" The two blonds went back to doing Carlotta’s finger
nails. "You know..." continued Carlotta. "It seems a shame to waste that beach
house and all that gin. Amy, Mercy and Babs. You may sleep over there. Shannon
and I will have this one."

And so it came to pass.

**

In the morning Shannon was the first to rise. She was busy getting Carlotta’s
breakfast as her mistress slept. In the other house, Amy, Mercy and Babs where
all snuggled together in a pile in front of the couch. Several empty bottles
of rum attested to the kind of night they had. Babs, it turned out, could
drink them both under the table.

There came a knock at the screen door of the house that so recently had held
the men. They had cleared out in the night. But standing on the porch were two
cute little girls with blond pony tails. They were plump little numbers in an
erotic, pleasing sort of way. They wore pink string bikinis and looked as
alike as two peas in a pod.

When Babs got up and looked them over she was less than impressed. Given that
the 29 year old Babs stood 6 feet tall and these two young girls (14 years old
as it happens) stood only 5 feet 5 inches a piece she didn’t see them as a
threat.

"Clear out." Snarled Babs and turned to go back to the pile of flesh.

"Excuse me, mam." Said one of the cherubs (the slightly fleshier one at 160
pounds – the other weighed 150 pounds). "But I believe you are trespassin’."
She had a charming southern accent.

Babs grinned and stepped back up to the door. "Is that so?"

"Yes’m." Said the other in as charming an accent. "And if ya’ll don’t clear
out we’re goin’ to be obliged to force ya’ll to leave."

Babs began with a chuckle but ended up laughing so loud she woke up Mercy and
Amy. They gathered around, stretching.

"What do these girl scouts want?" asked Mercy, scratching her butt.

"They’re telling me we gotta leave." Chuckled Babs.

Mercy and Amy chuckled too.

"Ma name is Suzy Krieghammer and this is ma cousin Cindi." Said the thicker of
the two cuties. They had very serious, business-like expressions for ones so
young. "We have been hired by the Monolithic Corporation to remove you from
this property."

Her speech had the big women bent double with laughter. The two girls stood
motionless on the porch, displaying no emotion.

Once the laughter subsided Amy said, "Well then, if you want to come in and
get spanked, by all means come in."

"Thank you." Said Suzy, using her southern manners.

But once the girls were inside all manners went out the window, along with
Babs. Little Cindi had grabbed her by an arm and a leg and had stuffed her out
using a foot to finish the job. Suzy reached up and grabbed Mercy and Amy by
the necks. The two big women drove the girl up against a wall and started
nailing her with body blows.

They had no effect.

Cindi pulled Mercy off of Suzy and threw her to the floor. She jumped on the
big black woman’s chest, grabbed her curly hair and banged her head against
the floor. Cindi’s sturdy legs clung to Mercy’s sides and compressed her
lungs.

Suzy traded places with Amy, mashing her up against the wall, and began using
her for a punching bag. Amy crumpled almost at once.

When Babs made it back through the door she leaped on Cindi but was unable to
unseat her from Mercy. Instead Cindy grabbed her head and used it to pound
Mercy’s face.

Within minutes the two sweet southern girls were standing over the fallen and
wondering how they had ever lost the war. They straightened their tops,
stuffing big happy boobs back into place.

"Shall we call on the others?" Asked Cindi.

"Ah believe we shall." Replied Suzy. And off they went leaving Babs, Mercy and
Amy out cold and covered in gathering bruises.

**

The bang at the kitchen door startled Shannon out of her day dreams as she
cooked beacon. She looked over and saw two cute young girls staring in at her.
Very cute. Shannon couldn’t help looking them over.

Something in the set of their shoulders gave Shannon a funny feeling. She was
used to expecting she was stronger than anyone she met until proven otherwise.
But these two girls, shorter, smaller and younger than her (as she stood 5
foot 9 inches, 145 pounds in her bare feet and closing in on 19 years old now)
seemed somehow... dangerous.

"Mistress Carlotta?" she called.

Mistress Carlotta had been awakened by the knock and had her bathrobe on over
her panties though she hadn’t bothered to tie it. "Who is it, Shannon?" She
asked as she walked up to the door and stared down at the girls. Carlotta
didn’t see anything dangerous. She never had to. The older she got the
stronger she got. Only Shannon had defeated her and that was long ago. It
would never happen again.

Although her eyes did reflect doubt as to her own beauty when compared to
these two nubile cherubs. The cherubs remained unemotional.

"Ah believe ya’ll are the cause of those dear men having to leave their
lodgings last night." Said Suzy. "Ah have been sent here to punish ya’ll for
that."

Carlotta just grinned. So nice of the entertainment to show up first thing in
the morning, she thought. But they didn’t look like enough to dust her
knuckles on.

"Why don’t you children take it up with the girls next door." She said and
turned her back.

"We already did, mam." Replied Suzy. "You may want to send your servant there
to see to their wounds."

Now Carlotta was interested. "You beat them? All of them?"

"Just three. It was no trouble, mam." Said Cindi. "No more trouble than it
will be to spank you."

"Shannon." Said Carlotta eyeing the two girls anew.

"Mistress?"

"Send them away."

There was silence.

Suzy opened the door and stepped in. The two bigger girls backed up. Carlotta
wasn’t afraid, but she wanted to see what they could do first.

She pushed Shannon to Suzy. Suzy grabbed her arms and picked her up and tossed
her lightly to Cindi outside. Cindi caught her in mid air and applied a hand
smother from which Shannon was helpless to extract herself. Once Shannon went
limp, Cindi dropped her on the porch.

Carlotta was impressed.

Suzy walked wordlessly toward Carlotta.

Carlotta was 5 inches taller, 5 pounds heavier and 4 years older than Suzy.
She drove into the girl and backed her out the door. Suzy tripped over Shannon
and fell off the porch.

Carlotta grabbed Cindi by the hair and tried to apply a hand smother to her.
Cindi resisted, then plowed an elbow into Carlotta’s gut. Carlotta doubled
over and staggered back into the house gasping for air.

The two young girls took their time gathering themselves and walking into the
kitchen.

"Would you like her?" Asked Cindi.

"Thank you." Said Suzy who was a bit embarrassed about being sent off the
porch.

"One at a time, girls." Snarled Carlotta.

Cindi ignored her and moved over to the stove. The beacon was getting too done
and she was hungry.

Carlotta bashed into Suzy again but this time Suzy was braced and only backed
up a step. Then she grabbed Carlotta’s bathrobe and shook her violently.
Carlotta’s teeth clattered as she tried to remove Suzy’s hands from the lapel.

Finally Suzy threw Carlotta back against a wall. Carlotta was stunned and
disoriented. Suzy ran toward her and jumped in the air, turning as she went.
She hit Carlotta’s chest with her butt full force.

When Suzy stepped away Carlotta dropped at her feet. Suzy waited patiently as
Carlotta regained her feet. "C’mon Yankee. Quit stallin’." She drawled.

Carlotta caught Suzy in the tummy with an elbow that bent the young blond
double. Then Carlotta pulled her up onto her shoulders in her patented rack
move. Suzy lay stretched out facing the ceiling on Carlotta’s shoulders as
Carlotta pulled down on her neck and leg.

Carlotta giggled as she hopped up and down, torturing Suzy. Cindi looked on
unimpressed as she ate beacon. "You gonna be all day cousin?" she asked.

Carlotta swung Suzy’s head over to smack in against a door jam but Suzy
managed to grab it. Carlotta pulled to make her let go, but Suzy hung on firm.
She even pulled Carlotta over and mashed her into the opposite door jam. It
took 3 such moves, but finally Carlotta’s lost her grip and Suzy dropped like
a chubby cat to her feet.

"We got all day cousin." Replied Suzy. Then she yanked the robe off of
Carlotta and grabbed a hand full of hair. She walked with the stunned Italian
into the bathroom slapping her face all the way.

Carlotta saw where she was headed and pushed against Suzy, but Suzy kept
pushing her on. Once they arrived Suzy grabbed Carlotta in a bear hug.

Carlotta could see her face in the mirror. Red marks showed where bruises
would soon be. But now her entire face was turning red as air left her body
under the punishing hug.

Carlotta couldn’t believe what was happening. She felt weak as a kitten. The
young girl with the Kentucky-fried drawl didn’t even seem to be trying that
hard. She was looking at Carlotta’s face in the mirror too.

"That’s a pretty shade of red." She said. "I’m gonna get a pair of shoes that
color!"

Just before she passed out Suzy let Carlotta drop. Carlotta, ever the fighter
tried to stand. Suzy backhanded her, sending her staggering into the toilet.
Carlotta barely stopped her head from dropping in.

Suzy’s foot came down on the back of her head and finished the job.

Carlotta held her breath under the swirling water. Had she remembered to
flush?

Suzy flushed for her.

Once the tank refilled Suzy raised her foot and let Carlotta fall back into
the corner, gasping and cringing.

"Dry off and come out." Snapped Suzy. And she left.

**

Shannon came to finding herself tied to the porch rail like a hound dog by an
extension cord. Cindi sat on the porch swing eating the last of the beacon
meant for Carlotta. Cindi eyed her as she chewed.

"Kiss my ass and I’ll let you go free." Said Cindi after swallowing.

Shannon pushed down the anger that welled up in her at that. "Where’s
Carlotta?" she asked, hoping for help.

"My cousin is flushing her head in the commode." Said Cindi as if it was to be
expected.

Suddenly Shannon saw things in a whole new light "Whatever you say." She
bowed, touching her head to the floor.

Cindi got up and presented her backside to Shannon. Shannon kissed it like
kissing the pope’s ring. She had been defeated before. What was one mistress
over another?

"You may go." Cindi said and she walked into the house. Shannon untied
herself.

She watched through the screen, unsure if she was allowed inside anymore.

The two girls were talking. Out of the bathroom walked a somewhat damp and
rather banged up Carlotta. Her hair hung in tangles. She was slouched but
angry. She wore only her panties and even they were torn. The two girls looked
fresh as could be in their bikinis.

"You want some more?" Asked Suzy. "Cindi here says she wants a turn."

"Yeah." Growled Carlotta. "I want some more!"

Cindi beckoned her on with a smile and a waving finger. Suzy raided the icebox
and pulled out a plate of cold chicken then pushed past Shannon to sit on the
porch swing.

"Get me lemonade." demanded Suzy.

"We haven’t any." Whispered Shannon.

"I saw lemons."

"Yes miss."

Shannon shot into the house, skirted the combatants who were now in a tangle
on the floor and made fresh squeezed lemonade for Suzy.

By the time she brought it out Cindi was getting the upper hand. She was lying
on top of Carlotta who was face down. She had one arm pinned behind Carlotta’s
back and her neck in a choke hold. But Carlotta was still fighting.

Not knowing what to do next, Shannon decided to make nice. She dropped to her
knees and massaged Suzy’s feet. At first Suzy jerked away, then she decided
she liked the idea. "Ya’ll a smart girl." She said between mouths full.

**

Carlotta wished she could stand and use her size and weight advantage but
Cindi had a grip like iron and never let her. She was tired of having her face
pressed against the floor.

She struggled until her muscles gave out. She never got the upper hand. She
never got on top. Two hours passed before Cindi could relax enough to put her
big round butt on Carlotta’s wet face and declared victory. "Hey Suzy!" She
called. "I think I drained all the spunk out of this one. I guess we filled
the contract."

"Not until those men get back that house." Called Suzy from the porch. "Bring
me a phone." She said to Shannon.

Shannon ducked in, jumped at the sight of Carlotta being smothered under that
chubby cherub Cindi, found her cell phone and ran it out to Suzy.

Suzy dialed and held it to her ear.

"It’s done." She said. "We’ll have it cleaned up for them by tonight." She
ended the connection and chucked the phone out onto the beach.

The rest of the day Carlotta (aching all over), Mercy, Amy, Shannon and Babs
worked like slaves to make first the men’s beach house and then their own
picture perfect clean with fresh flowers and crisp linens.

Carlotta was in charge of toilets. No tools allowed.

That night they worked serving drinks to the men in one cabin while the two
young girls took possession of theirs. When night fell they were obliged to
sleep out on the beach. All but Amy who was willing to trade her body for a
sand-free bed.

**

Shannon found her phone in the sand. Carlotta used it to call in Mr. Reed.

He came by helicopter very early in the morning. The girls tried to keep him
in it and jump in, but the noise attracted the two southern bells. They walked
out and asked who was in charge.

Wearing nothing but long t-shirts that didn’t quite cover them in the wind
from the chopper blades they had the old man eating out of their hands in no
time. The two of them made him laugh as they told him about dunking Carlotta’s
head in the toilet. They turned on the southern charm and it was all over for
that Yankee billionaire.

Suddenly Carlotta saw her empire slipping away. Suzy and Cindi smiled at
Carlotta as Mr. Reed nuzzled with them. They told Mr. Reed to abandon those
other girls and join them in the beach house.

He signaled to the pilot and Carlotta, Amy, Shannon, Mercy and Babs filed in
and were whisked away up north.

They never saw Mr. Reed again. He disappeared off the face of the earth and
all his holdings mysteriously dried up.