My eyes open wide, as I focus on Savannah’s perfectly toned thighs that tighten with every passing second around Amber’s neck. I slowly lick my top red lip, while my right hand plays with the flute of my crystal champagne glass. My chest heaves as I take deeper and slower breaths, while I trace the red fingernails of my left hand along the length of my right thigh. Meanwhile as my knees rub together a sensual hissing sound playfully mingles with the sounds of fighting and Amber’s distress. Looking at Savannah I quickly glance down at my thigh’s before slowly crossing my legs for her enjoyment. My every move hints at what might be…well might be if Savannah wishes it so? However while clearly I’m disappointed Amber allowed herself to be placed in such a situation, it would also be foolish to discount her. This catfight is far from over and so far the only winner is me.
With a devilish smile and purring with toxicity I muse:
“I never thought I would live to see the day Savannah was not spreading open her legs.”
I take a sip from my champagne and continue:
“I honestly always thought you would need a platoon of Marines to close them, but in reality it seems all we needed was Ambers neck…Mmm how interesting”
Turning my gaze to Amber, a wicked grin consumes me and dripping with venom I purr:
“Well Amber…My darling! Are you just going to flounder of my apartment floor like a fish out of water? I had such high hopes for you too. If things carry on like this you really will be Savannah’s bitch!”
Still with the attitude of a spoilt princess holding court, I turn again to Savannah. I slowly take a sip of champagne and lick my tongue around the inside of my glass. My eyes smile at Savannah as they hint this little display was not about the champagne

I place my glass on a table beside my sofa and slowly rub my left hand across my chest, while with my right hand I openly hike up the hem of my leather dress as I purr:
“Mmm, Savannah, those legs are absolutely sinful—toned, sexy, and just begging to wrap around something… maybe me, if you play your cards right. But for now, sweetheart, let’s see if they can do more than just turn me on—make this pathetic little bitch submit”