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BEYONCE VS. SASHA – Chapter 4: The Final Climax
Beyonce ran up her driveway through the raindrops that were crashing
down upon & all around her. She fumbled for her keys when she approached
the front door.
She couldn’t believe what had just happened to her. Most everything was
blank & even the moments where she thought she remembered something, it
was very fuzzy.
She kept thinking of the three other women standing there
staring back at her. The violation she felt & the extreme dirtiness she
could feel all over her body. Her best friend Kelly, my God, Kelly! She
was acting in such a fashion with Kelly. Beyonce felt sick at the
She finally unlocked the door & walked into the house. Her hands were
violently shaking as she closed & locked the door back.
It was unusually colder in the house than normal. Beyonce rushed over to
the thermostat. It read 72 degrees. “That can’t be right.”, she said
aloud to herself. She brushed the wet hair from her eyes and pushed for
the heat to come on. Nothing happened. If anything it felt like the
temperature was dropping even more. She turned the heat all the way up
and still nothing. “Darn it.”
Beyonce stepped back and rubbed her hands on her arms trying to keep
warm. She immediately turned around and headed up the stairs. As she
walked down her hallway, she began removing her clothes. She dropped the
clothing down wherever she was at that moment.
She got into her bathroom & closed the door. She quickly walked up to
the shower & turned the hot water knob on. Extreme heated water came
flowing out. Beyonce adjusted the coolness to where it was just right.
She slowly stepped into the shower.
Feeling the warmth of the water drops on her naked form made her relax a
little. Flashes of what happened to her today kept running through her
mind. She felt guilty, she felt ashamed. She did the one thing that made
her feel better in troubled times like this.
Beyonce bowed her head & closed her eyes. “Dear Lord, please give me the
strength & power to get beyond this. Please forgive me for the
wickedness that I’ve been involved in. Give me the desire, dear Lord,
Suddenly the glass door to the shower began violently shaking on it’s
own. Bey jumped back to the far end wall of the shower room. The glass
door shook faster than the eye could see. Rattling around inside it’s
hinges. “Dear God, help me.”, she whispered to herself. The door blew
out the glass away from the shower, the broken glass came crashing into
the far wall & into the bathroom mirror.
Bey felt a cold breeze coming from the opening. Clouds of fog came
rolling into the shower. She couldn’t see anything. Everything turned
white. She squinted her eyes to try and see anything moving. The clouds
of fog suddenly vanished into thin air. Confused, Bey slowly walked
towards the opening. She quickly poked her head out of the shower & saw
that the bathroom door was slightly open.
Suddenly, Beyonce felt an invisible grip on her shoulders & the force
slammed her into the shower room wall opposite the shower head. She
struggled but the force would not let her budge. The shower head
adjusted by itself, poiting directly at her head. The water turned into
honey. It was shooting out at her just as hard as the water was. The
sweet honey smell filled the bathroom. The ooze dripped down her face &
into her mouth which was forced open.
The honey dripped down from her neck down all over her naked breasts.
She felt it slithering down her tight stomach, down inbetween her legs.
It oozed down her legs to her feet. She felt the stickiness inbetween
The force holding her, quickly spun her around & held her with her face
to the tiled wall. The honey coated her back & smeared all down over her
wet ass. The honey crawled down the back of her legs. She was paralyzed
The shower head shut itself off. Bey felt the grip vanish around her.
She pushed herself slowly off the wall of the shower and looked around.
She stepped out of the shower, carefully avoiding the broken glass all
over the carpeted floor. She looked up into the mirror and saw herself.
Covered in honey, she moved her sticky hair out from her face. “This is
ironic.”, she thought to herself & began laughing to herself. She was
feeling very strange & almost insane about what just happened.
Everything was so absurd. She didn’t exactly know why she was laughing
at this & not on the phone talking to the cops right now. “What would I
tell the cops? That I was attacked by a honey-spurting shower?”, she
thought. She laughed harder. She bent over laughing so hard, she grabbed
her stomach. She stood back up straight & looked into the mirror again.
Her reflection wasn’t laughing along with her. She saw herself staring
back at her with an evil look in her eyes. Beyonce felt a shiver
climbing up her spine. She immediately stopped laughing & couldn’t look
away from herself.
“I WANT OUT NOW!!!!!”, her reflection screamed. The mirror exploaded on
the wall. Beyonce immediately flung the door open & ran into her
She tripped over herself and fell to the bedroom floor. She turned
herself around and looked back at the bathroom doorway. The dust settled
and it went quiet. Deafening quiet.
She suddenly heard what sounded like footsteps coming from the bathroom.
She could hear the crunching of broken shards of glass. Beyonce’s blood
ran cold when she saw what appeared in the doorway.
Sasha stood in the doorway. Naked and honey-coated. With her hands on
her hips she stared down at the frightened Beyonce. “It’s about time we
met face to face.” “Who….who are you?”, Bey could barely get out of
“You fucking idiot! You know who I am!”, Sasha screamed back at her.
“You even joke about me to the press & in interviews.” “But…but,
you’re not r…real. You’re just a…..” “What, just one of your
personalities? I’ve worked my fucking ass off making you into a star! A
fucking diva! Those people cheering for me when I’m onstage. That is me,
don’t fucking forget that. All of your video shoots, do you remember a
lot of the shooting itself. No you don’t, because that was me. I am more
than just a part of you. All you have done is absolutely nothing for
your career. It’s me they want! Not you & your God-fearing ways. You’re
fucking pathetic. Turning down a terrific photo-shoot like that. Going
out with that bum, Gay-Z! You are a sad case indeed. Did you know people
even have a group called ‘The Beyonce Bunch’ on the web? Dedicated to
you, when it’s really me they’re praising. Visit C-S-S-A.com sometime,
you’ll see what I mean. All that praise for you, when I’m the one who
makes you you’re money & the one who men & some women lust after. It’s
me they want, not you!”
Sasha lunged at Bey. Bey quickly rolled out of the way, stood up & ran
out the bedroom door. Sahsa quickly got to her feet & sprung after her.
Bey got to the top of the stairs when Sasha grabbed her from behind. The
force sent both women down the stairs. They came crashing to the bottom,
where Beyonce laid there dazed. Sasha quickly got back up as if the
impact didn’t faze her at all.
Sasha grabbed Bey by her sticky hair & dragged her naked butt into the
kitchen. Sasha picked Bey up like a rag doll & sat her up on the counter
top. Bey immediately fell back but Sasha caught her head before it came
crashing onto the marble counter top. “Easy there. I don’t want you dead
just yet.”, Sasha smiled.
Beyonce still half-dazed, felt Sasha tying some nylon rope around her
wrists & pinning them together behind her back. She wanted to struggle
but any strength she had wasn’t enough to fight against her foe. Bey
felt her legs being spread apart & rope tied around her ankles. Her ass
was just on the edge of the counter.
Sasha stood between Bey’s wide-open legs & smiled down at her. She
brought her head down slowly to Bey’s open pussy. She flicked her tongue
across her pussylips. “Mmmmmmmm, very sweet indeed.”
Beyonce came to & saw her surroundings. “What the hell are you doing?”,
she yelled at Sasha. “I’m going to show you how good a good fuck can be.
I am going to throw you into the bowels of pure lustfull pleasure.
Against your will, of course.” “No please, I’ll do anything you want me
to do if you let me go.”, Bey pleaded. “Bitch, this is what I want you
Sasha reached over and grabbed a ten inch cucumber. She stuck one end
into her mouth & spread her saliva all over it. She brought the cucumber
down between Bey’s legs. “Please don’t do this.”, Bey made one final
plea. Sasha spread her pussylips apart & pushed the cucumber inside of
her. Bey’s body tensed up & her legs kicked but moved very little.
“Now doesn’t that feel nice?” Sasha stuffed the entire cucumber inside
of her. “God, please tke it out!” Sasha retracted the object & then
shoved it back in. “Oh crap!” Sasha bend over & licked hard at Bey’s
clitoris. She began shoving the cucumber in & out of her with a
quickness. “See how it just glides right in and out of there? Look!”
Sasha took her free hand & lifted Bey’s head up so she could see herself
getting fucked. “No!”
Sasha twisted the cucumber around inside of her with each thrust. She
picked the pace up with a vengence. The cucumber slammed in & out of
her, making slapping noises that could be heared throughout the entire
house. “Oh God, noooooo……” Bey could now feel her body accepting the
pleasure her pussy was recieving. Her body was betraying her, she didn’t
want this to happen.
Sasha pulled the cucumber out of her & brought it up to Bey’s face.
“Stick it in your mouth, bitch!” Bey kept her mouth tightly shut. Sasha
dropped Bey’s head back down & placed her hand on her cheeks. She pushed
against the sides of her mouth until Bey caved in & her mouth opened
wide. Sasha shoved the veggie into her mouth & Bey could taste the sweet
pussy juice that engulfed her tastebuds.
Sasha face-fucked her with the cucumber. Slamming it in & out of her
mouth. Sasha removed the object & threw it into the trash can.
She walked back around & opened one of the kitchen drawers. She came
back inbetween Bey’s legs and showed her the eggbeater. “No
p…please.”, Bey pleaded again. Sasha spread her pussylips apart again
& slowly inserted the eggbeater. Bey felt herself being stretched as the
ehnd of the eggbeater pried it’s way inside of her. “Mmmmrmrmpphphp”
Sasha got beyond the head of the eggbeater & quickly began to fuck her
hard with it. Bey couldn’t even begin to explain how the strange object
felt inside of her.
Sasha twisted the eggbeater around inside Bey’s pussyhole. She felt her
insides being beaten themselves. Her entire body almost lunged off the
countertop as she felt a wave a powerful pleasure course through her
Sasha put both hands around the handle of the eggbeater & spun it around
like when you try and start a fire with two sticks. This sent Bey into
convulsions. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Her toes curled & her
hands became fists.
“Come on! Come on!”, Sasha said cheering her on. She spun the eggbeater
Bey’s entire body felt like concrete. The tightness & strength of the
orgasm she was about to have allowed her to rip the rope that was tied
around her wrists. She quickly sat up and began rubbing at her own clit.
“That’s it, baby! Come for Sasha!”
BEy sat straight up as her release was magical & more powerful than she
had ever felt. The first Christmas morning she could remember didn’t
feel as good as this.
The pure lustful power of her orgasm shot though her legs. Her feet
raised up, shredding the nylon rope that was tied around them.
She leaned back with her hands propped up on the counter.
“OHHHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!”
Beyonce came all over Sasha’s hand & wrist. Sasha quickly pulled the
eggbeater out of her.
Bey’s face squinted a couple of times at releasing the few remaining
drops of pleasure. She laid back down on the countertop.
Sasha walked up beside Bey’s tired body. She bent over a planted a
tender kiss upon Bey’s lips. Bey could barely respond.
“I will always be with you, my love. Remember our moment here and accept
me into your life so we will always be as one. Don’t repress me anymore
& accept the more lustful side of your inner-self. I will always love
you & be inside of you when you need me but accept your wild side.
Everyone has them but I am yours. Until next time, my sweet, dream of me
& get to know youself better. I love you.”
Beyonce suddenly sat up in her bed. That was the strangest dream she
ever had. She put her hands on her face & rubbed her eyes. “That was so
real-feeling.”, she said to herself.
She laid back down on the bed and looked over at her nightstand. She
qickly shot back up & grabbed the eggbeater that was sitting on the
nightstand. There was a note taped to the object.
Bey ripped it off & opened it.
“Whenever you’re feeling stressed-out or frustrated, use this and I will
be there with you.
A smile came over Bey’s face. She slipped the eggbeater down under the
covers & felt at peace.
THE FUCKIN’ END
I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading. Now go smoke a cigarette.