After a two-year stay at the Stateville Correctional Center, Robert Makowski rejoined society as a shell of his former self: quiet, brooding, and obedient. His sentence was uneventful: no gang affiliations, no fights, just day after day of weights, bad food, and insufferable monotony. His big break came one year after his release when he was discovered by Felicia, owner and proprietor of the up-and-coming Studio Trésor.
He was known to Felica as Bob the Doorman and she seduced him ruthlessly. His threatening appearance and unbending loyalty proved invaluable to her as she gradually brought him deeper into her world—one of surprising wealth and power for a humble ex-con like him. Without Felicia he was nothing. As far as he was concerned, she was the only thing standing between his current posh lifestyle and being out on the street.
For years Bob did what Felicia required of him without protest. His latest assignment had him staring at a picture of innocent young woman on his computer in his quest to find information that they could use against her. He saw the implied bullseye of his employer on her face and proceeded as instructed. He made some calls. He assembled information. He passed it on to Felicia.
Bob stewed restlessly in his house on the night of the workshop, knowing full well that Holly was walking into a trap. Snooping on the competition was one thing, and Bob always, if reluctantly, gave Felicia the goods on her foes. But trapping an unsuspecting intern in order to intimidate her or do god knows what with her? It suddenly seemed clear to him what he had to do and his future be damned. He rushed out into the rainy night, hoping there was still time to make things right.
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"So tell me, Holly. Now that we've laid everything on the table, what do you say to our offer?" Felicia asked. She was sat comfortably in a Victorian parlor chair with legs crossed under her dress and eyed competitor's intern, a woman less than half her age, with an intimidating glare.
"I really appreciate your offer, but I can't do that to Katrin," Holly pleaded.
"Katrin is going to be just fine, as we've already explained. She will forgive you, over time."
"Holly, let me assure you," Claudia chimed in from next to Holly on the couch. "I take full responsibility for this plan. You and Katrin are safe with me. I wouldn't let anything happen to my girls. You
are
my girl, aren't you?" She carefully placed her hand on Holly's naked thigh.
Holly looked helplessly into Claudia's eyes, entranced by the green irises that engulfed her pupils. She clenched her thighs together, embarrassed that she was gushing wet from Claudia's touch. "Yes," Holly whispered.
"And after everything that you have confided today, don't you think that we are best suited to help you?" Claudia asked.
"Okay," Holly finally conceded as her lips quivered nervously. She placed her hand on Claudia's. "I will do what you asked me to, and I promise not to tell Katrin anything until the article has posted."
Felicia gave her sister Claudia an approving nod and Claudia looked on at Holly proudly in turn.
"Do you promise to keep my name out of the article?" Holly asked.
"Absolutely," Felicia replied. "We're going to tell the world about BJ Bliss's dirty little secrets, with your help, but there's no reason to use your name. You have my word."
"Okay," Holly replied. "I'm in."
"Yes!" Mika and Miho cheered from the other side of the couch. The twins had been sharing suspenseful glances with each other throughout the conversation.
"This is so great," Miho gushed. "We're going to be besties! Let's celebrate!"
"Yes, a celebration is definitely in order," Felicia mused as she shared a knowing glance with Claudia. "We will schedule some time to work with Holly, but tonight, we can play."
"I have an idea," Mika offered. "Let's have a lingerie party! We have big shipment that just came in from Chambre Lingerie. We always try on the new stuff, Holly," Mika explained. She took Holly by the hands and helped her up from the couch.
"I don't know," Holly said with a gulp. She looked up at Mika and Miho's smiling faces: an eerie carbon copy of each other with quirky blue-streaked hairdos and big, blinking brown eyes. "This wasn't quite what I was expecting." The sexual tension in the room was palpable and Holly couldn't help but play along as the two sets of sexy twin sisters eyed her with lust and continued to coerce her tactlessly.
"It'll be super fun!" Miho encouraged. "We've got lots of expensive merchandise. You can take some of it to go."
Claudia stood up swiftly, causing her gothic black lace dress to sway against her legs. "Go on, Holly. Enjoy yourself with the twins while we get some drinks. You seemed to enjoy the champagne at my divorce party, so I brought something new and delicious especially for you."
Holly's eyes lit up, remembering Claudia's decadent party and the luxurious drinks that they enjoyed together, among other things. "Yes, I suppose I could have a glass," Holly replied politely.
Claudia traced her finger up Holly's chest, causing a gasp of surprise escape from her small, red mouth. Felicia and the twins looked on with interest as Claudia showed off her power over helpless Holly. She clutched Holly by the chin. "That's my girl. I'll be back soon with something to wet those sweet lips of yours."
Claudia leaned in and pressed her lips against Holly's, sending a surge of lust through her body. Claudia backed off and exited abruptly into an adjoining room with Felica, leaving Holly in a daze of anticipation. Mika and Miho took over from there and escorted Holly to the corner of the studio to dig through a box of tagged garments and stockings.
"What do you think about stay-up stockings?" Miho asked as she browsed through the box.
"I like the spandex lace-topped ones, they stay up pretty well on their own," Mika replied as she pulled out a black pair and dangled them with a smile. "Holly, I think these have your name on them."
Before she could reply, Holly was flanked on both sides by the twins. Miho stepped behind her and Mika stood in front and looked her over. She felt Miho's breath at her neck as she stroked the back of her dress.
"You are so gorgeous," Mika commented.
"Thank you. You and your sister are very pretty," Holly replied nervously.
"Oh, you are too sweet," Mika said with a puppy dog look. "You know, most people are intimidated by us. We like to do everything together, you know?"
"Everything?" Holly asked, fluttered with curiosity.
