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Cross Contamination Pt 11

Cross Contamination Pt 11

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Cross Contamination Part 11: Trouble in Paradise

Renee Cross poked her head into her father's bedroom cautiously. The moaning and rhythmic noises of the bed had stopped over an hour ago, so she was reasonably sure that her father was finished with Gina for now, but the walls were thick, and she couldn't be absolutely certain that Victor wasn't playing some quieter game with his new favorite toy.

Renee breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her father alone on his bed, frowning down at his phone. He was still naked, his skin glistening with the sweat of his night-long exertion, covered below the waist by his soiled bed sheets.

The room was rank with the scent of Gina and Victor's filthy adulterous coitus. Renee wrinkled her nose in disgust. She would have preferred to meet somewhere less filthy, but if she wanted to debrief with her father and partner in crime, now was the time. It wouldn't do to be late to school today.

Victor looked up as he saw his daughter approach, a weary smile crossing his rugged face. "Good Morning, dearest," he said warmly. "I hope we didn't keep you up last night. It's a crucial time for me and Gina. It was important that I make a lasting impression."

Renee shrugged nonchalantly. She considered sitting on the edge of the bed, then decided against it as she looked more closely. "Your nocturnal activities don't interest me in the slightest except for their influence on the project, Father. You know that." Renee had to draw firm lines with Victor. She didn't suspect that he had any particular attraction towards her, but Victor Cross was an amoral sexual omnivore, and she couldn't be too careful. "Speaking of which, you finally let your new pet go back to her Cuck I see. Are you sure she's ready for the next step?"

Victor chuckled. "I've been playing this game longer than you've been alive, Renee," his eyes were warm, but there was a hint of warning in them. "Well, I suppose just barely longer than you've been alive, but still. I don't make mistakes. Gina is ready."

Renee gave her father a sidelong glance. It was unusual for her father to call his conquests by name, at least in private. What made this new slut special?

"I'm more concerned about the other end of the equation," said Victor, raising an eyebrow. "Have you properly prepared the cuck? Today will put a lot of pressure on that pathetic loser. Will he bend the way we want? Or will he snap?"

"I'll answer the way you did, Father," said Renee with an answering flash of iron in her gaze. "I don't make mistakes."

"I'm proud to hear it," said Victor, so innocently that Renee read his mockery easily. "How are things going with the daughter?"

Renee couldn't keep a smug look off of her face. "As smooth as can be. It's almost getting boring how easily she submits. I need to get to school in fact. I'm about to inform my good friend Kissy about how she will be losing her V-card."

"Have fun," said Victor, making a dismissive gesture with his hand as his eyes returned to his phone.

As Renee turned to leave, Victor called out, eyes still focused on his device: "Be careful with that one. She's like her mother in many ways. Gina was a soft pliable girl in high school as well, right up until she snapped and overthrew the queen bee."

Renee rolled her eyes. Her Father only knew about Kissy from what Renee had told him. He had been almost entirely focused on the Mommy end of this project so far. Renee was the expert on Kissy, and she was confident that the little slut would accept Renee's cherry-popping plan with meek, blushing agreement.

There was no way that Kissy could say no to her at this point.

...

Daren took a nervous sip of coffee.

A full pancake breakfast stood spread out on the kitchen table in front of him, painstakingly made by Daren over the last hour and a half.

Daren had a hard time sleeping last night. His strange sexual close-call with Cassie kept running through his mind endlessly. At one moment filling him with intense shame and self-loathing, the next making him so aroused he could barely breathe. It didn't help that his wife, normally his rock in times of trouble, was gone for the second night in a row. Still with Victor. Doing God knows what. Finally, giving up on sleep altogether, Daren decided to wake up a little early and prepare a feast for his daughter. Maybe it would go part of the way towards making things normal between them again.

When Daren heard Cassie's door open down the hall, he turned with hopeful eyes. But Cassie hustled quickly through the kitchen, her hood up and eyes forward. She was already at the door by the time he managed to get out, "Cassie, I... I just wanted to say..." but he had nothing. He could think of no words that would make last night normal and acceptable. Cassie paused with her hand on the doorknob.

Without turning around, she said in a quiet voice: "I know Daddy. It's ok. We can talk later. I just... I can't do it right now."

She opened the door and was gone.

Daren sat glumly at the table and took another deep gulp of coffee, picking listlessly at a piece of crispy bacon. He should probably head to work after calling in sick yesterday. Suddenly, the door to the outside opened again. Daren looked up, hoping that Cassie had decided to eat with him after all. His eyes widened.

It was Gina.

She wore a long jacket and high heels and was carrying a duffel bag. Her hair was messy and rumpled, her face was without makeup and unwashed. Any average woman would look like a terrible mess in this state, but Gina was no average woman. Even though she looked like she hadn't washed or slept in days, Gina would always be stunning to Daren. There was something else about her right now as well. His normally cool, confident, and composed wife had an air of... vulnerability. Weakness. A tender look in her eyes that didn't seem to belong.

Daren leaped to his feet, rushing towards his beautiful wife as soon as he saw her to take her in his arms. Although Daren knew he had missed his wife since she had been gone these past few days, it wasn't until just now that he realized how much. His heart swelled as he saw her, and suddenly the world seemed right again.

"Stop!" said Gina sharply as Daren approached. Her eyes skidded away from his, unable to meet her husband's gaze. Daren realized with a sinking feeling that the look of tenderness in her eyes wasn't for him. It didn't indicate how much she had missed him. She was... nervous. Or scared. Or intimidated somehow. Daren caught a whiff of some deep, primal smell on his wife, rich and unpleasant and stronger than just not taking a shower could explain...

"I... I'm sorry Daren," said Gina gently, seeing the hurt in his eyes. "It's not that I don't want a hug. I would love one. Really." A red blush was starting to spread across her face along with a look of deep shame. "B-but, unfortunately, there is something we need to do first." Daren felt as if an invisible wall had slammed down between them. Something had happened during the past two days to change their relationship completely. And Daren hadn't even been there to see it happen.

Gina gestured for him to follow her into the living room. Daren sat on the couch as he watched her pull a tripod out of the bag she was carrying, as well as a small but professional-looking camera. It took her only a few moments to set it up, pointed towards the couch and armchair across from each other.

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Gina looked like she was about to press record, but then bit her lip. She looked around suspiciously as if she was worried she was being watched. She quickly crossed the room towards Daren and knelt down in front of him, gently taking one of his hands in hers.

"Honey, this is going to be bad," she whispered with a concerned look on her face. "What is about to happen is going to feel really really terrible. But I want you to always remember that I love you. And the things that I am about to say while the camera is recording won't ever change that. OK?"

Daren stared at her, then the camera, dumbfounded.

"I need to know that you understand, babe," said Gina desperately, "Because if you don't remember deep down that I still love you, I won't be able to get through this. I need you to trust me now babe, OK? Say it."

"I trust you," croaked Daren with a dry mouth.

Gina gave him a weak smile, then got up and walked back to the camera.

She hit the record button.

An utter change came over Gina. Her face fixed itself into an expression of mocking contempt, and she performed a sultry hip-swaying walk on her tall heels over to the armchair across from Daren, settling back and crossing her tanned legs.

"Morning, Hubby!" she said in a throaty voice, "Did you miss me?"

It was such a strange performance that it took Daren a second for him to realize that Gina was waiting for a response. "Y-yes, dear," he said, his voice cracking slightly.

"Mmmm, I bet you did," purred Gina. "But I didn't miss you much. I was too... distracted to be thinking about you at all." She gave a wink to the camera, then leaned forward to address Daren. "But I'm reeeeally sorry for being such a bad, bad wifey, leaving you here all lonely by yourself."

Her eyes silently pleaded with him to hang in there, even as her lips curved into a cruel smile.

"So why don't I make it up to you? I know! I can entertain you with a little story. The story of how Victor Cross, your gorgeous, strong, manly boss made you into a cuckold..."

...

Cassie slumped down on her desk, staring at the wall with her eyes unfocused. Maybe she felt like shit because of some sort of hangover from the "supplement" Renee had slipped her yesterday, or maybe she was just depressed from the rejection email she had just received from one of her safest safety schools.

But Cassie suspected that her mood had more to do with the fact that she had almost fucked her Dad last night.

Although Cassie had never gotten drunk, she had heard that alcohol made you black out and forget the embarrassing things you did while drinking. She wished that Renee's pill had the same effect, but Cassie remembered every detail of the night before with crystal clarity. Masturbating on the phone with Renee. Flirting with her own father during dinner. Receiving an unquestionably erotic spanking from her Daddy's firm hand.

Straddling him.

Making out with him.

Grinding her pussy against the bulge in his pants.

Cassie could picture it perfectly; remember every searing, erotic sensation. Even in her depressed state, her pussy sent a twinge of longing up through her body at the memory of her Daddy spanking her bare ass as she wriggled on his lap, feeling his erection press upward into her tender belly...

No. She had to clamp down on that perverse train of thought immediately. It was wrong. She had to keep herself under control... that much at least was clear from her slutty adventure last night.

She also had to have a serious talk with Renee.

As if Cassie's thoughts had summoned her, Renee strode into homeroom with her usual flair, wearing a cute little skirt that showed off a scandalous length of her smooth brown thighs and a v-neck sweater that plunged far enough down to show that she had gone braless today.

When Cassie saw Renee, she felt another twinge of lust shoot through her body, almost as inappropriate as the arousal she had felt for her father. Renee had never made it exactly clear to Cassie whether she liked girls or not, but Cassie knew for certain that it was wrong to fantasize about your best friend the way she thought about Renee.

But Cassie couldn't afford to get all horny right now. She needed to have some harsh words with Renee.

"Morning Kissy," sang out Renee with a sunny smile, dropping into the seat next to Cassie. "So what sort of trouble did you get up to last night? I sort of lost track of you there after we rubbed one out together on the phone."

Cassie blushed furiously as another red-hot memory of the night before flashed through her head. Masturbating naked on her bed, Renee's sultry voice pouring into her ears as her eyes focused on a photo of her Daddy's cock... She shook herself a little, trying to focus before the same old horny confusion that she often felt when around Renee could settle in.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about Renee," said Cassie, choosing her words carefully. "I feel like you were a little dishonest with me about that supplement. It was a lot more... Intense than how you described it."

Renee flashed her a wide-eyed look of feigned innocence, her hand rising to her mouth. "Oh no! Kissy dear, did something happen? I mean, I told you that the supplements had the side effect of making you horny. But... the only other person in the house was your daddy. Oh Kissy... you didn't!"

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Cassie's face flushed bright red and she desperately shushed Renee. Based on their muffled giggles, more than a few of the classmates surrounding them were eavesdropping.

It felt like Cassie was always being humiliated when she was around Renee. The thought was uncomfortable, but undeniably true. If the common factor was Renee... No, she was just being paranoid. Renee was just a good-natured tease.

And maybe it was time Cassie set some boundaries on that.

"No, Renee," said Cassie firmly, for the benefit of the listening crowd as much as Renee, "Nothing happened. The supplement you gave me just made me think and... and feel weird things."

Renee shrugged languidly, taking her phone out to check her hair in the camera. "I don't know what to tell, you sweetie. It's not a mind-control drug. It just lowers your inhibitions a little. Whatever you did or didn't do with your daddy came from that pretty little head of yours, not from my supplements."

Cassie tried to reply and bring the topic back to the fact that Renee hadn't been upfront about the intensity of the drug, but Renee bulldozed over her.

"But enough about the past, Kissy. We could sit and talk about the family bonding time you got up to last night until we're blue in the face. I'm more interested in the future."

Cassie felt something bubbling up inside her that she had never felt toward Renee before. Anger. Cassie had politely brought up a legitimate concern about Renee's behavior, and she had just brushed it off. That wasn't how friends were supposed to act.

Renee was kind of being a bitch.

Renee, either not registering or completely ignoring Cassie's flare of annoyance, leaned forward and placed a hand on Cassie's arm, whispering conspiratorially: "I finally found the perfect way for you to lose your v-card!"

Cassie blinked and tried to process what Renee had just said to her, "Excuse me?!?" she hissed in disbelief.

Renee just smirked, patting her arm condescendingly. "It's the next logical step, Kissy dear. We've been exploring your sexuality, remember? And that is a good thing! It was an important part of the process to find out all the kinky shit you're into. But I think all of this weird fetishy stuff you are focused on now is getting a little too extreme. I mean yeesh, all that stuff with your Dad? We need to get you laid. That will mellow you out."

The spark of annoyance inside Cassie flared brighter at Renee's cavalier attitude. True, Cassie had allowed Renee to guide her through a sexual awakening these past few months, but that didn't mean Renee could just make huge decisions for her like this.

Cassie was still in control of her own sexuality.

She would just have to deflect Renee. Cassie still valued Renee as a close friend, and she didn't want to get into a fight. "Oh, well," said Cassie with a weak smile, "I think that ship has sailed considering, um... what I did after practice earlier this week." Hopefully, that would get Renee to drop this whole thing about planning Cassie's loss of virginity.

Renee looked at Cassie blankly for a moment before comprehension dawned in her beautiful brown eyes. "Ohhhhh, you mean when you ate out Mel's pussy." Cassie grimaced as she felt the interest of the students at the surrounding desks sharpen. They were barely even pretending not to eavesdrop anymore. "Well," said Renee with a flip of her sleek charcoal hair, "I guess you're technically correct that you had sex with Mel. But you know that's not what I meant. We need to stretch out that tight little pussy, girl. We need to get you fucked."

"No, Renee."

Cassie spat out the words without thinking. She could see Renee freeze, her head slowly turning to look at Cassie with a dangerous gleam in her eyes. "What was that?" asked Cassie's gorgeous best friend in a quiet, neutral voice.

Cassie flinched a little from Renee's reaction, but she wouldn't back down here. Now that she thought about it, Renee had been a little controlling when it came to sex stuff these past few months. It was time that Cassie established some boundaries. "What I mean to say," said Cassie diplomatically, but firmly, "Is 'no thank you'. My virginity is a very personal thing. I'll decide when and with who I lose it."

Renee's eyebrows furrowed and her lip curled up into a sneer. "So now perfect Miss Kissy is too good for her bestie's advice. After how much I've helped you. Bullshit. You're hopeless without me, Kissy. And if I say that I have a plan for you to lose your virginity, you're going to say "Yes, ma'am". Do you know how much time and effort I've put into your little sex Ed crash course, babe? I'm not going to let you fuck up your progress now."

Now the anger inside Cassie had burst into full flame, heating her from the inside with righteous anger. Who did Renee think she was exactly, Cassie's mom? "It's my choice, Renee," she said with gritted teeth and a steely glint in her eye, "And I'm telling you that I don't need your help with this one."

"Umm, girls," said Ms. Banner timidly from the front of the room, "If you could be just a bit quieter, to let people study..."

"Shit the fuck up, Gloria," snarled Renee, shutting their weak-willed homeroom teacher up immediately. "Listen, Kissy," she said, rounding on Cassie with fiery eyes.

"Cassie," said Cassie in a cold voice. "Call me Cassie, Renee."

"Listen, Kissy," said Renee, laying thick emphasis on her deliberate repetition of the name, "You should have seen you when I scooped you up as a charity case. A friendless, slutty loser who was the laughingstock of the entire school. And look at you now: a popular, well-liked cheerleader in touch with her sexuality. That's my doing. You're nothing without me."

Cassie looked at the lovely, cruel face of her best friend as though seeing her for the first time. Had Renee always been this way? Cassie still felt a bone-deep craving to kiss those soft lips, to run her hands through that silky hair, to bury her face in the delicious soft breasts that Renee's low-cut sweater was displaying. But not she felt a thrill of fear as well, and more importantly, a stab of defiance.

"Well I guess we'll find out, won't we?" said Cassie, setting her mouth in a grim line. "Because I don't need a friend that speaks to me like this."

Renee's face seemed to twist in rage for a moment, then smoothed out completely, as if the emotion had never been there. "You're right," said Renee lightly, pulling out her phone and texting someone. "Maybe it will be a good lesson for you. Let's see how you enjoy life without me in your corner."

Cassie shrugged. She was starting to like this idea more and more. It was important to show Renee that she wasn't just a little doll for her to play with.

Renee placed her hand on Cassie's arm once more, her lovely brown eyes deadly serious as she said, "But you will apologize to me for this little outburst, Kissy Swallowes. You'll beg for forgiveness. And when that happens, you'll finally understand where you and I stand."

Cassie shook off Renee's unwanted touch with an indignant scoff.

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