Morgana knocked on the door harshly, waiting with her arms crossed underneath her chest. She tapped her nails irritably against her forearm, burrowing her eyebrows as she stared at the brass doorknob. Finally, she saw her reflection move in the golden metal and heard the door swing open with Sarah staring right at her.
"Bitch." Morgana muttered as she pounced forward pushing Sarah onto the floor and slamming her door shut. "Who do you think you are?"
"I-I'm s-sorry?" Sarah looked up at the angry pale woman. "I-I didn't tell anyone! If this is what this is about!"
"I know!" Morgana grabbed Sarah's hair and yanked her straight to her feet, pushing her into the same couch Kayle had seduced her the previous day. "That's not why I'm here!"
"T-then why are you here?!" Sarah attempted to fix her hair as she cowered in Morgana's shadow.
"Because." Air blew out of Morgana's nose. "She belongs to me. Not you, redhead whore."
"W-whore?!" Sarah cocked her head back as she felt insulted by Morgana's comment. "I'm the whore? I'm not the one who is sleeping with my sister, am I?"
"What did you say?" Morgana's eyes lost its purple tint and flashed white. "I'll show you a whore!"
The purple woman grabbed Sarah's pants and pulled them down her legs hastily, throwing it backwards which caused and audible clap against the flat screen television behind her.
"Lingerie?" Morgana muttered as she undid Sarah's top and threw it backwards, finding the matching brassiere. "What were you planning on doing with my sister today?"
"N-nothing!" Sarah tried to cover up her lingerie-clad body as if she were naked. "That's n-none of your business!"
Morgana shook her head as she faced the open window where she could see people walking in the streets. "But you are my business, as long as you deal with my sister!"
Morgana grabbed Sarah's legs and pulled her towards herself, undoing Sarah's brassiere to let loose large breasts that could almost compete with Morgana's own.
"What the fuck're you doing?!" Sarah yelled out as she attempted to cover her breasts with her arms.
"Well-sized for a whore…" Morgana ignored Sarah as she threw the red brassiere behind her. "But not well enough sized for a mistress." Morgana then tugged on her own purple brassiere and let loose her large breasts which just slightly peaked over Sarah's size.
"Woah…" Sarah found herself choking up, staring at the angry woman's bosom with a lower lip's lick. "W-what are you doing here, Morgana?"
"Examining the filthy slut who swayed my sister." Morgana said as she yanked Sarah's hair to bring her to her feet, conjuring small, purple chains to bind the redhead's arms behind her back.
"M-Morgana!" Sarah yelled out in discomfort as she tried to move her wrists.
Morgana smiled and pulled down her long, purple skirt, standing naked except for the lace, purple panties wrapped around her hips. Morgana moved Sarah towards the window, pushing her against it so that her breasts were smashed against the glass for all pedestrians to see.
"Morgana! Stop! Everyone will see me!" Sarah said as she contorted her face in pain as Morgana grabbed onto her hair. "Everyone will see us!"
"Let them be, whore. We are still wearing panties, but that is only temporary." Morgana said as she pulled Sarah's panties down, leaving the lace fabric around her thighs as her right hand snaked back up and her fingers pressed right against Miss Fortune's dripping womanhood. "I'll give them something to see."
Two of Morgana's fingers slowly rubbed Sarah's dripping sex, her digits sliding with ease as the redhead stretched her fingers out with a moan. Sarah tried to move herself away from the window but was pushed back against it as Morgana placed her free hand on her back.
"Morgana... Please, I beg you..." Sarah whimpered as she saw her reflection in the window, as well as the unknowing people passing by.
"Begging already?" Morgana laughed as her two rubbing fingers suddenly became two thrusting fingers - inside Sarah's womanhood.
"Yes!" Sarah accidently moaned out, trying to move her confined wrists to place her hands against the window. "I-I mean - no! Not like that! Close the curtains and let's take this to my bedroom, or on the floor - anywhere no one could see us!"
"I don't think so." Morgana's fingers pumped in and out betwixt Sarah's thighs audibly, eliciting spasmodic writhes and stifled moans from the redhead. "You seem to be enjoying the current location. Quite well, actually."
"I do!" Sarah moaned and closed her eyes so that she could form a sentence properly. "I don't! What will people think when they see me like this?!"
"They will see you as the slut you are, but many already assume such." Morgana saw her smirk in the window beside Sarah's quivering lips.
"But!" Sarah watched people in the distance begin to walk in her direction. They would soon notice. "They will see you too!"
"And?" Morgana raised her right eyebrow while her fingers continued thrusting.
"What will they think of you?" Sarah looked at Morgana through the reflection. "We will be painted with the same brush!"
"I see your point..." Morgana's haughty smirk began to fade away. "But that I could deal with."
"But - but people will begin to ask, people will report us. We'll have to explain why such a predicament even happened." Sarah moved her eyes back to the people who were getting closer and closer. "Will you please slow down?!"
"Fine..." Morgana slowed down her fingers' thrusting to an adequate pace. "I will knock on the window and finger you so quickly everyone will see you cum - if you don't get to your point."
"Okay, okay!" Sarah began to formulate her thoughts. "You'll be tried, by your sister, actually. You'll be tried for public sex! You'll be kicked from the League, and so will your sister. They will find out about you two if they find out about what's happening right now!"
"Alright..." Morgana began to simmer down, withdrawing her dripping fingers from between Sarah's legs. She walked to the curtains and closed them, protecting them from any seeing eyes that could possibly get a peak - if one wasn't made already.
"Thank you, Morgana." Sarah said as she turned around to give the pale woman. "Perhaps you could undo the chains?"
"Right..." Morgana waved a hand at Sarah and then the redhead brought her bruised wrists to her sides.
"Thanks, again." Sarah said as she wondered why was she thanking Morgana and not yelling at her. "I-if it makes you feel any better, I won't speak or have sex with your sister again."
"No..." Morgana shook her head, crossing her arms underneath her naked breasts. "That would only upset her and then she would refuse to sleep with me."
"So… Me and Kayle - we can date?" Sarah walked towards Morgana. "Fuck? Kiss? Anything?"
'Yes." Morgana replied as she searched for her brassiere.
"Okay… so - why did you come here?" Sarah asked. "Why did you strip down? Y'know - except for your panties."
"Because a part of me wanted you to pull them down my legs." Morgana smiled briefly while she looked at Sarah. "But I got too carried away with the chains."
"Oh..." Miss Fortune smiled as she walked towards Morgana, placing a hand between the pale woman's thighs, feeling her wet panties. "It's not too late for that."
Morgana paused and bit her lower lip, gazing into Sarah's smile. "I can't... You belong to my sister."
"Did you forget what you just did two minutes ago?" Sarah began to rub slowly. "And besides... She'll be okay with it. She slept with you while she slept with me. What's to stop her from adding me into the equation?"
"Nothing." Morgana smiled as she guided Sarah's hand into her panties. This is exactly what she wanted - a sex triangle.
"Then please." Sarah began to quicken her fingers, rubbing Morgana's dripping vigorously. "Let me do this."
Morgana nodded and smiled. She grabbed Sarah's hand and yanked it from her panties, pushing her down onto her largest couch. She approached the redhead and flipped her onto her face, raising her rear into the air as she began to kneel down. Immediately, she drove two fingers into Sarah's sex, eliciting a hoarse moan from the redhead whose nails dug into the black leather.
Morgana vehemently thrust her fingers in and out, a draw of endeavour upon her face as she had her tongue peeking out her lips. She moved her head to fix her purple hair from hanging over eyes, leaning in to press her face between Sarah's buttocks, letting her nose press against her anus and her lips against her sex.
Morgana's tongue flickered against Sarah's womanhood as she alternated between that and pumping her duet of right-handed digits into her moist cavern. Morgana's left, free hand found its way into her panties, teasing herself while she brought Sarah to a harsh orgasm. Morgana fell onto her rear and watched Sarah turn around and sit in the couch with her chest heaving. Sarah's eyes were on the ceiling before she calmed down and then found them locked on the purple woman rubbing her womanhood beneath her panties leaning against her coffee table.
"Here, let m-"
"No!" Morgana raised her right hand up which was covered in Sarah's cum as she cut the redhead's sentence off. "Just sit back - and watch."
"Okay…" Sarah nodded her head confusingly and lowered herself back into her couch, watching Morgana finger herself with a blissful face on her living room floor.
"Ah..." Morgana let out a tranquil - sigh-moan as the dark wet spot on her purple panties grew larger. She stood up and walked to her fallen clothes, raising the long skirt up and around her hips. Then she put on her brassiere and aside from the scent of sex and the beads of sweat tracing down between her bosom, she looked like she hadn't even just had sex.
"Are you going now?" Sarah asked while she stood up, still naked.
"Yes. I have to inform Kayle of the - good news."
"Ah." Sarah nodded and bit her lower lip. "I guess I'll see you - and your sister - soon?"
"Yes, you will." Morgana said as she left Sarah's room, walking down the hall so that she couldn't hear the end of her farewell. "Whore..."
"So...?" Kayle asked as she bathed in the large pool, her arms on the rim of where the tiles met the water. "Did it work?"
"Everything went as planned." Morgana dropped her towel and lowered her self into the water. "I went in pretending to be angry, made her make a quick decision, and walked out."
"There's got to be more to it then that." Kayle cocked her head. "There's something you're not telling me. How did you convince her?"
"Convince her? She offered the idea herself - sort of."
"Sort of?" Kayle smirked. "Sort of, how?"
"Well... I stripped her down and I pushed her against her window - for everyone to see."
"You what?" Kayle widened her eyes. "She just let you do that?"
"Not necessarily, sister." Morgana laughed as she inspected her nails. "I cuffed her wrists behind her back using my chains. Then I stripped her down. And then I began to finger her in front of the window and kept doing it until I had her speaking nonsense about if that her and I get caught you and me would too. Then I closed the curtains and she offered a sex triangle."
"Wow…" Kayle sighed. "You practically raped her."
"Oh, no, not at all." Morgana laughed again. "She wanted me too, that dammed slut. She let me take off all her clothes, I didn't use the chains until I got to her panties - which was all she was wearing at that point."
"I see... Well - I guess your plan worked..." Kayle acknowledged. "What did she say about that if you and her got caught that would expose you and I?"
"She said 'You'll be tried, by your sister, actually. You'll be tried for public sex! You'll be kicked from the League, and so will your sister. They will find out about you two if they find out about what's happening right now!' - I guess being fingered on display would make any woman say anything." Morgana said after she mimicked Sarah.
"There's some truth to what she says. We will be tried - if caught. Did anyone see you?"
"No. Not at all. So many people were walking by but not a single person turned their head left or right." Morgana thought about Sarah's and her's reflection in the window. "I know Sarah's right, it's the only reason why I stopped."
"That was stupid of you, sister." Kayle shook her head. "If anyone saw - anyone. We will be deported from the League. I will no longer be able to judge."
"I'm sorry?" Morgana tilted her head and began to pace towards Kayle. "I got us a fucking redhead who is willing to engage in threesomes with us - a 'normal' relationship with you - and you thank me by calling me stupid?"
"Morgana! Calm down." Kayle began to raise herself out the pool as she watched Morgana approach her angrily. "Thanks, really. I just dont want us to get caught."
"You're going to get caught, right now." Morgana shot out a dark binding from the pool, wrapping Kayle in a purple column which she couldn't step out of. "Binded, actually."
"M-Morgana, undo this!" Kayle demanded as she attempted to free herself. "Morgana!"
"You will never call me stupid again, understand?" Morgana bent the binding so that it was horizontal, forcing Kayle to lie down on her back. Chains conjured from the tile flooring and wrapped Kayle's wrists and legs, keeping her still. Then the purple woman rose out of the pool and approached her confined sister.
"What're you doing, sister?!" Kayle shouted as she attempted to move her arms and legs.
The binding disappeared and so did Morgana's angry stature.
Kayle lied on the floor, her limbs still restricted by chains while her head tilted quizzically. "Morgana?"
"Yes?" Morgana replied as a smile appeared on her purple lips.
"W-what are you doing?"
"Nothing." Morgana said in a playful tone, approaching Kayle so that her feet were beside the Judicator's ears. "You will be doing something, however."
Morgana then lowered her rear down upon Kayle's face.