Just to get a better idea on this story, Beyonce Knowles said during her performances she has her alter ego Sasha Fierce take over. I'm sure alot of Beyonce fans already know this.
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Beyonce Knowles woke up alone in her king-sized bed. Jay-Z is out of town for a couple of days to promote his new club opening in another state, so Bey has the entire house to herself. She got up to take a shower, but before she could reach the bathroom the phone rang.
"Hello, Beyonce speaking?" she answered.
"Hey Bey, it's Solo." Solange said.
"What's going on?" Beyonce asked.
"Well, seeing how Shawn is out of town I figured you'd be kinda lonely. So I thought this would be the best time for us to bond again." Solange explained.
"Awww, that's so sweet, sure Solo, you can comeover" Bey says.
"Great! I'll be there shortly so you can have time to clean up because I'm sure you just woke up and all." Solange said.
"Okay! So about an hour you think?" Beyonce asked.
"Yeah. That'll give me time to get some clothes done. See you soon." Solange said.
"Okay. Bye." Beyonce said, hanging up.
After Beyonce hung up with her sister, she went into the bathroom. She turned on the sink and gathered a handful of water, which she quickly splashed on her face. As the water dripped off her face, she looked at herself in the mirror. She noticed that her reflection wasn't the same as her facial expression she currently had on now. In fact, her reflection was sporting a sexy grin.
"So our little sister wants to spend some quality time with us. How sweet." her reflection grinned.
"Sasha, what do you want?" Beyonce asked.
"Oh come on Bey, don't look at me like that. I want to spend time with our little sister just as much as you do." Sasha explained.
"Stay away from her. I mean it." Beyonce demanded.
"Stay away? You idiot! How the hell can I stay away from her if YOU'RE with her?" Sasha asked.
"Don't insult me! I'm not going to let you harm my sister!" Beyonce yelled.
Sasha laughed, "Come on Beyonce, what makes you think I would harm Solange? I love her just as much as you do."
"I'm serious. I want to have a good time with her! I won't allow you to ruin that." Beyonce said, a tear coming down her eye.
"Oh stop crying! I won't hurt her! Geez! What a baby!" Sasha said.
"I am not! I can't allow you to destroy my good image!" Beyonce stated.
Sasha glared at her. Suddenly a loud smack noise is heard as Beyonce's head swings to the side in pain. She recovers and looks back in the mirror to see a red handprint on the side of her face.
"You need to know who is in charge here, it ain't you bitch". Sasha explained.
"I'm not going to let you hurt my sister!" Beyonce growled.
"Are you fucking stupid?! She's OUR sister! You seem to forget that I'm a part of you. So what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours! Remember that!" Sasha yelled.
Before Beyonce could reply to her alter ego, she was gone. Only Beyonce's horrified expression can be seen now.
Beyonce leaves the bathroom and goes back into her bedroom. She was about to get some clothes to wear for Solange's arrival, but dreaded what Sasha might do to her. She decided she couldn't allow her alter ego to screw things up. She walked over to the nightstand to pick up the phone, but as she reached for it, her arm froze in place. There wasn't anything in the way from getting to the phone, but it was as if her body refused to go any further.
"No! What are you doing?" Beyonce asked.
The only thing Beyonce could hear is Sasha's laugh within her mind. Beyonce is then pulled away from the phone and falls to the floor.
"Damn you! Stop this!" Beyonce yelled.
"Sorry. But I really want to see my little sister." Sasha's voice said.
"She's MY sister! You're just a part of me! You're NOT me! Do you understand that?!" Beyonce said in defiance.
Sasha laughed, "You're right Beyonce. I'm a part of you. The BEST part of you! Now get your sorry ass up!"
Suddenly, Beyonce is forced on her feet. She quickly gets her balance and looks at the clock. She knew that Solange will be there at any minute.
"Uh oh! Better hurry Bey." Sasha's voice said.
"Shut up." Beyonce whispered.
Beyonce quickly searched through her clothes to see what she should wear. She settled with some black jeans and a white t-shirt. Her timing couldn't have been any better, as she heard a knock at the door.
Beyonce rushes downstairs to answer the door. Solange beams and her big sister and gives her a hug.
"Beyonce! It's so great to see you!" Solange said.
"You too Solo." Beyonce said equally.
"Oh my... She's got such a nice body." Sasha said.
"Don't even think about it." Beyonce whispered.
Solange released her sister, and looked at her in confusion. "What did you just say?"
Beyonce blinked, "Oh! I said I've been thinking about you since you called this morning. It'll be great to share some time together."
Solange smiled, "It's good to hear, but what happened to your face?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Beyonce asked.
"There's a big red mark on your face?" Solange explained.
"Go ahead Beyonce." Sasha's voice said. "Tell her that your greater half bitchslapped you."
Ignoring her alter ego, Beyonce said, "Oh! I was reading last night and I feel asleep on my hand."
"Oh! You have to show me your bedroom. I have to see if it's as good as mine!" Solange said.
"Umm... Go ahead. It's the first door to your right. I'll be up in a moment. Going to see what I can fix us up in the kitchen." Beyonce said.
"Okay. I'll try not to get too jealous." Solange giggled.
Beyonce goes into the kitchen opens her refrigerator to search for some beverages. She sighs as she realizes that she's out of soda. She closes the refrigerator to to search elsewhere in the kitchen, when she suddenly froze.
"Sasha! Please! Not now!" Beyonce whispered.
"Oh come on! You're down here wasting time while she's snooping around your room!" Sasha's voice said.
"I told you I don't want you anywhere near her! You understand me!" Beyonce growled.
"I won't harm her. Honest. I just want to take over so I can spend some time with her." Sasha's voice assured.
"No! Leave her alone!" Beyonce growled.
"Chill the fuck out. I got this." Sasha's voice said, as an image of her grinning appeared in Beyonce's mind.
Beyonce's eyes closed tightly for about 5 seconds. When she opened them, she made a wicked grin. She went upstairs to check on Solange. Apparently her little sister must have gotten a bit too comfortable, as she was snoozing quietly on Beyonce's bed.
"Oh my..." Sasha grinned. "Looks like I won't have to do much work after all."
Acting quickly and quietly, Sasha looks in Beyonce's clothing drawer, and finally finds some nylon stockings and takes them out. She then moves over to Solange's sleeping form and gently takes her left arm and ties it to the bedpost using one of the nylon stockings. Making sure it's tight, she then moves to her right arm and does the same.
"What... Why are you tying my sister to the bed?!" Beyonce's voice asked.
"Shhh... I told you I wasn't going to hurt her. I'm just going to have some fun." Sasha whispered.
"No! Solange! Wake up! Please wake up!" Beyonce's voice screamed.
"It's useless. She can't hear you. So just be quiet and let me have some fun." Sasha quietly said, grinning.
Cutting of Beyonce's whining, Sasha continues to spread Solange's legs and tie them up. With a grin from ear to ear she crawls on the bed and looks down at her now helpless, sleeping little sister.
Sasha slowly unbuttons Solange's blouse. To her surprise, her sister isn't wearing a bra. She moves her head down and sucks on her left nipple, causing Solange to moan slightly move in her confined position. Sasha's hand slowly reached down into Solange's panties and inserted her finger into her cunt. Solange started to writhe on the bed as she was having a wet dream, Sasha finger fucking her while she licked and sucked her nipple.
She pulled her finger out and bought it to her mouth and licked it. Sasha decided it was time for the main course. She moved down and slowly pulled her sister's panties down to where they couldn't go do any further. Sasha probed Solange's lovenest with her finger for a moment, then with a wicked grin she bought her face to her sister's pussy and inserted her tongue into her hole and began to devour.
The noises Solange was making started to fill the room, which made Sasha eat her out even more. Still her little sister was unaware of what Sasha was doing to her, yet she continued to gently moan as she was licked and fingered by her older sister. Her breathes started to get heavier, almost as if she was about to wake up any moment. Sasha kept on with her licking, aroused by the smell of her sister's pussy.
Sasha's frenized eating wakes Solange up from her nap. She is startled not only the fact that her big sister is between her legs, but that her arms and legs and completely tied to the bed with her blouse completely opened.
"What the fuck...? Beyonce?!" Solange yelled, looking down at her sister.
"Good morning!" Sasha said, then quickly returned to licking her pussy.
"Ooooh... Bey... What teh hell... are you doing?" Solange moaned.
Sasha stopped licking for a moment to make a correction to her sister, "I'm not your wimpy sister Solange, my name is Sasha."
"Stop playing Beyonce. Let me go!" Solange demanded.
Sasha slapped her sister across the face. "What is my name?" she asked, glaring down at her.
"Bey... I mean, Sasha." Solange said.
