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 Story Title: Phoebe's Present to Piper Author: Oric13 (Oric13@xs4all.nl)
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Phoebe/Piper/Prue

   Story Codes: FFF, incest, exhib, voyeur, role-play, D/s, spanking...
Summary: Phoebe has come up with something very special to give Piper for
her birthday.
Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters from the TV show
"Charmed" that belongs to Warner Brothers, and is not meant as an
infringement on their copyright of the series.



   Charmed Tales - 15 - Phoebe's Present to Piper by Oric13



   Chapter 1

   Piper stepped outside the P3 and started waiting for her sister to pick
her up.  Her car had broken down several days ago and was still being
worked on.  Luckily, Prue had kindly offered to drive her to and from work
until she got her car back.

   She smiled when she saw Prue pull up in her BMW Convertible.  As usual,
her sister is right on time.  Getting into the car, she was greeted with a
smile and a kiss.

   "Hello, sweetie.  How was your day?"

   "Pretty good, the place was crowded tonight so it was pretty hard work,
but very satisfying... And how were things for you at work, Prue?"

   "Great!" Prue said enthusiastically while driving away from the P3.  "My
boss was very satisfied about my latest photo-shoot, he promised me bigger
and better assignments."

   "Well, you deserve it, Sis." Piper smiled endearingly at her oldest
sister.

   "Thanks."

   *****

   Piper gazed outside and took in their surroundings.  "This isn't the way
home, is it?  Where are we going?"

   Shooting her sister a mischievous smile, Prue responded, "It's a
surprise."

   Feeling a combination of interest, anticipation and some foreboding,
Piper quickly turned to look at her oldest sister.  "What kind of surprise
are we talking about here?"

   "You'll see," Prue grinned.

   After a few minutes Piper's curiosity got the better of her and she
continued prying her sister for more information.

   "C'mon give me a hint."

   Prue finally relented a little.  "It's sort of a birthday present from
Phoebe."

   Piper took in this bit of news with a great deal of apprehension; her
little sister always had a strange and wicked notion of birthday presents.
For example: she still cringed whenever she thought back at the morning of
her 18th birthday.  When she opened Phoebe's present to discover a 10-inch
long, cock-shaped vibrator lying in the box.  The look on grams and Prue's
faces was forever burned into her memory... just like the sound of their
laughter when -an almost 16 year old- Phoebe calmly informed her that she
owned the exact same model and was "quite satisfied" with its performance.

   And ever since the three of them became lovers, Phoebe's presents had
become even more... extraordinary.

   "What kind of present?" she hastily inquired.

   "That's all I'm telling you, Piper."

   "Oh c'mon!  Just give me a little hint of what it is?" she begged.

   "Nope, you just have to wait and see."

   Sighing softly, Piper quickly decided she wasn't going to get anywhere
questioning Prue.  So instead she started silently contemplating what kind
of wacky birthday present her little sister could have gotten her this
time.

   *****

   To her big surprise Piper noticed that they were entering the red light
district; this part of San Francisco was famous for providing just about
any kind of sexual service & pleasure you desired.

   With some measure of discomfort she noticed that Prue turned her car
into a street that was obviously being used as a pickup place for
prostitutes.

   Her discomfort increased rapidly when she noticed that they were slowing
down --like many other cars whose occupants were scouting out the
streetwalkers.  Piper started to blush as she saw several of the
prostitutes curiously looking at her.

   "What are we doing here, and why are we slowing down?" she hissed at
Prue.  "Those people out there probably think we are trying to pick someone
up."

   Prue gave her embarrassed sister a sly wink.  "Which is exactly what we
are doing here."

   "W-what?!" Piper looked at her sister in shock.  "You don't mean we are
going to pick up a whore, do you?"

   "I think they prefer the term "working girl", Piper," Prue replied
cheekily.

   "You're kidding right?  I mean... you can't be serious!  Besides, what
has this got to do with Phoebe's birthday pres-" Piper fell silent when she
suddenly remembered something --that time... that day she and Phoebe had
gotten drunk and shared some of their kinkiest fantasies with each other. A
blushing Piper had revealed that she sometimes fantasized about hiring a
prostitute with whom she could do whatever sexual act she wanted.  `Oh my
God!  This is probably Phoebe's birthday present, she has hired me a
prostitute!' Piper closed her eyes for a moment.  "Oh shit!" she exclaimed
loudly.

   She opened her eyes again and looked into the amused eyes of her sister.
"Oh no!  Please, drive me home, Prue."

   "Nuh-uh." Prue shook her head.  "Phoebe put a lot of effort in preparing
your birthday present, the least you could do is gracefully accept it."

   `No, please!  I can't, Prue.  I'll make it up to her, but I can't do
this," Piper pleaded.

   The car was now driving at a steady walking pace and Prue was scanning
sidewalks, checking out the different girls that were walking the curb.

   Prue shook her head again.  "Nope.  Sorry, sweetie.  But this is one
present you are going to have to unwrap.  Besides, I have a feeling you are
going to enjoy your gift."

   "Oh God!" Piper groaned mortified.

   Prue suddenly whistled appreciatively.  "Hey, check out that nice piece
of ass!" she pointed out a good-looking brunette who was leaning against a
lamppost, watching the cars drive by.

   Somewhat reluctantly, but curious nonetheless, Piper's eyes searched out
the prostitute who'd managed to draw her -very picky- oldest sister's
attention and admiration.

   `Mmmm... Nice!'

   Piper had to agree with her sister assessment: that young streetwalker
is a definite knockout.  The girl seemed to be in her early twenties and
possessed one hell of a body, which was more displayed by the scantly
clothing she wore then actually covering it.  The hooker's long, slim legs
were encased --or better put: showed off by a pair of nylons and the black
3-inch stiletto-heeled shoes she wore.  The rest of the prostitute's
clothing consisted of a tight black-leather miniskirt and a short,
red-leather jacket that hung wide-open, revealing a skimpy black top
underneath that did little to hide the hooker's well-endowed chest.

   This was already a mouth-watering package, and then she hadn't even
gotten to the prostitute's pretty face --a VERY pretty face that looked a
lot like...

   "Oh my god!!  That's... That's PHOEBE!!" she stammered.

   Prue stopped the car and beckoned the "prostitute".  With a mixture of
astonishment and arousal, Piper watched as her little sister -dressed and
acting like a hooker- strutted to their car.

   Chapter 2

   "What can I do for you, ladies?" The good-looking brunette inquired
politely, though with a hint of mocking sounding in her voice.

   "We might be interested in hiring your services," Prue answered
smoothly.

   "Mmmm, and would these services be for you or for your girlfriend?  Or
perhaps you are buying me as a present for your poor overworked, little
hubbies?"

   There was an apparent New York accent in her voice, Prue noted
appreciatively, before answering, "We are not married."

   "Hmm, for your boyfriends then perhaps?  You ladies don't want to suck
your boyfriends' cocks `cause you feel it's unhygienic, so you hire me to
do it instead?"

   "Your services will be for us," Prue coolly replied.

   The "prostitute" looked them and the car over for a few moments, then
asked, "And what kinda "services" would you two ladies require?"

   Giving her a small smile, Prue answered, "Why don't you give us a list
of what you have to offer with a pricelist and we'll decide then."

   After thinking for a moment, Phoebe shrugged.  "Why not?  For 20$, I'll
finger your pretty little pussy and you can play with my tits.  For 40$,
I'll lick your cunt and you can play with mine if you'd like.  For 60$, you
can fuck me and for a 100$... you can fuck me in any hole you want, anyway
you want." Giving Prue a little smirk, she asked, "How does that sound to
you, lady?"

   "Not bad, not bad at all..." Prue smirked back.  "By the way, you don't
have any STD's, do you?"

   Phoebe shot her eldest sister a dirty look.  "Just got a clean bill of
health from the doctor yesterday.  Besides..." she added, "I never let a
john fuck me in any of my holes without a condom."

   Chuckling softly, Prue replied, "Sounds like we can do some business...
Why don't you turn around and show us what you've got."

   Phoebe shot Prue a toothy smile, then did a slow little twirl and faced
the car again.

   "Satisfied?"

   Prue leered at her youngest sister and made a show of slowly looking her
over.  "Mmmm, not bad.  How about you turn around again and give us a good
look at that cute little butt of yours."

   Returning the leer, Phoebe replied, "Sure lady, I guess you have the
right to inspect the merchandise." Turning around, she leaned over and gave
both her sisters a good view of her ass.

   "So Piper?  What do you think?"

   "Huh?" Prue's words shook Piper from the mild state of shock she was in,
after recognizing the young whore to be her little sister.

   "This is supposed to be your present, honey," Prue told her.  "So I
think you should at least inspect her and find out if she's to your
liking."

   Piper looked around and slowly gulped when she saw that a small crowd of
hookers had formed outside, looking on with interest.  Even though the
prostitutes that walked these streets were used to all sorts of customers:
two young beautiful women in an expensive car soliciting a hooker was still
something extraordinary.

   Blushing deeply she watched as her little sister wiggled her ass in her
face, and then turned around to face her with a impish smile on her lips.

   "So?  Do you ladies like the merchandise?" Phoebe questioned.

   Prue poked her sister in her side.  "Well?  Do you, sweetie?"

   Calming her raging nerves and hormones, Piper ignored the bystanders and
looked straight into her sister's eyes.  "Very nice," she noted
appreciatively then allowed her eyes to drop to the "hooker's" well-endowed
bosom.  "I especially like your tits... are they real?" she asked with a
wicked grin.

   Prue snickered softly at Piper's comment, glad that her sister is
finally getting into it.

   Phoebe, however, remained quite unfazed.  "They sure are, sweetheart."

   "Hum..." Piper checked out her little sister's well-developed chest
again and let out a sceptical sounding noise.

   A mischievous grin appeared on the "prostitute's" face, and she slowly
leaned forwards.  "Tell ya what, Hon," she husked.  "Why don't you feel
them and find out."

   Phoebe then pulled her top up, letting her naked tits bounce free. 
Earning her a couple of shocked looks from the Halliwell sisters and
excited woops and hollers from the crowd gathered around them.

   With her mouth hanging open, Piper watched her sister's big bare breasts
jiggle gently in front of her face.

   Taking a deep breath, she gathered every ounce of courage she possessed
and reached out.  She gently grabbed the soft mammary glands and under the
very vocal encouragements of the crowd started "examining" Phoebe's big
tits.

   `I can't believe I'm really doing this!' Piper silently considered, her
face a bright red from both excitement and embarrassment.  `Not that long
ago --less then two years-- I never would have seriously considered doing
anything sexual with my sisters, and now: here I am, feeling my little
sister up on a public street in the midst of a crowd of people, on my
birthday no less!  That just goes to show you that you can never really
guess what lies ahead, not even when you have a sister with the power of
premonition.'

   For an entire minute long Piper handled the "hooker's" tits --kneading
the soft flesh and toying with the erect red nipples while an excited crowd
watched.

   "So?" The now slightly out of breath brunette asked, "Are they real or
not?"

   Breathing heavily, Piper pulled back her hands and managed to say, "Oh
yeah!  They are real alright." Eliciting giggles from Phoebe and the
surrounding crowd.

   "Then I take it you want to hire me?"

   "I'm definitely interested," Piper eagerly replied.

   "In that case: which of you ladies wants to go first and what do you
want to do with me?"

   Piper hesitated, not sure on how to proceed, and shot her older sister a
questioning look.

   "We both want to do you together and we want the full package," Prue
said without much preamble.

   "Wow!  How about that?" Phoebe wiggled her eyebrows in a lewd manner. 
"That's going to be a bit more expensive, lady."

   "How much?" Prue asked without blinking an eye.

   Licking her lips, the "prostitute" looked at the sisters and replied,
"250$ for the both of you for an entire hour." She nodded with her head
towards a small seedy hotel.  "You pay for the room."

   Prue shook her head.  "First of all: I wouldn't be caught dead in that
flea invested pit you call a hotel.  Secondly, I already rented a motel
room.  Thirdly, we want to buy you for an entire night."

   Prue's speech drew several amused chuckles from the gathered crowd.

   The "hooker" put her hands on her hips and issued Prue a defiant look.
"The entire night?  Think you're up for it, princess?"

   "The question is: are you?" Prue replied flippantly.

   A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

   "Very well," Phoebe smiled, "but an entire night for a threesome is not
going to be cheap... it will cost you... a thousand dollar."

   "No way!" Prue snorted.  "Who the hell the you think I am?  Richard
Gere?"

   "Hey!" the "streetwalker" objected.  "You are asking for an entire night
aren't you, if I would work ten customers this night who wanted the whole
deal then I'd make a 1000$"

   "Yeah IF!" Prue retorted.  "And IF you could work a 100 costumers
tonight, who wanted the entire deal, then you would make 10.000$, but
that's even more unlikely then you being able to cram ten customers into
one night who want the full package."

   "Okay, okay." Phoebe held out her hands in surrender.  "Then what do you
suggest is fair?"

   Prue thought for a moment, then answered, "Five hundred dollar.  For
that money you will do us both for an entire night and we can fuck you
anyway we like."

   "I can see you drive a hard bargain, princess."

   "So it's a deal?"

   "Well..." Phoebe made a show of carefully looking over her two sisters
and pondering their offer, "you're both pretty easy on the eyes..."

   This drew a smirk from both Halliwells.

   After appearing to weigh Prue's offer for a few moments longer, Phoebe
nodded.  "Okay, it's a deal."

   Prue pointed to the backseat.  "Great... hop in."

   With a sense of relief, Piper saw her sister get in the car.  She was
starting to get extremely embarrassed about the show they were putting on.
As Prue started to drive away she heard someone in the crowd say, "What I
wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall in their motel room tonight."

   Chapter 3

   "Nice car you have here, princess," the "prostitute" said after admiring
the car's interior.

   Prue looked in the rear-view mirror and grinned.  "Thanks."

   Piper turned back in her seat and gave their "purchase" an inquisitive
once over, which got an amused look in return.

   "Is there something you want, sweet cheeks?"

   Piper blushed slightly.  "No, I... ehm... I was just wondering what we
should call you."

   The youngest Halliwell shot her sister a teasing smile.  "Why do you
want know, cutie?  Most people either don't care or just call me a whore."

   Taken slightly aback (to put it mildly), Piper was quiet for a few
moments.  `Whoa!  When Phoebe is role-playing she REALLY gets into it.'

   "Ehm... My name is Piper," she offered, and then nodded her head at her
sister.  "Hers is Prue... So what's your name?"

   "Pearl," Phoebe replied with a slight smirk.

   Both Prue and Piper smiled when they heard the name.

   Piper put out her hand.  "It's nice to meet you, Pearl."

   "Same here, Piper," the prostitute responded and shook Piper's hand.

   Piper continued to watch the girl, with a curious gaze.

   After awhile, "Pearl" gave her a questioning look.  "Something you want,
hon?"

   "Just looking," she replied, blushing slightly.

   "Is that it?  I thought that maybe you wanted to play with my tits some
more."

   The young hooker laughed when she saw Piper's blush deepen.  "There is
no reason to get self-conscious, sweetie.  You did pay for me after all, so
it's okay to play with me if you want; I certainly don't mind."

   With burning cheeks Piper quickly turned back in her chair and looked
down when she heard the young woman giggle in the seat behind her.

   "Oh, don't be embarrassed, cutie pie," Pearl said and tickled Piper's
sides, giggling as the smaller woman squirmed in her chair.  "Why don't you
climb in the back and play with me until we reach the motel?  Or I can play
with you if you'd like that more?  C'mon, you know you want to."

   When they reached a stoplight, Prue turned to face her sister and issued
her one of her famous smirks.  "Yeah, go on, Piper... climb in the back and
play with your birthday present."

   Piper glared at her older sister.  "Yeah, and after that we can spend
some cosy time in a jail cell together, after we're arrested for lewd
conduct and, if we get really lucky, also for soliciting a prostitute."

   Prue and "Pearl" snickered at Piper's outburst.

   "You sound a little uptight, honey," a smiling Pearl remarked.

   "Let's just say that messing around in a back seat while driving around
on a public road in a convertible, doesn't seem like such a good idea in my
opinion." Piper deadpanned.

   Pearl pouted.  "Mmmm, that's too bad... You're sure you don't want to
play with these?" With a quick movement, she raised her top and flashed her
boobs at the two sisters (and to a truck driver who just passed them from
the opposite direction, and who saluted this unexpected -but very welcome-
display by honking his horn).

   "PHOEBE!!  Are you nuts?!  Put those away!!" Piper cried out, while
quickly scanning the surrounding for a patrol car or any other onlookers.

   "Who's Phoebe?" Pearl replied with an innocent smile while holding her
top up.

   "I-I... I mean Pearl, lower your top," Piper quickly corrected herself.

   "Oh, okay." With another pout, the prostitute obeyed Piper's request and
covered her breasts again.

   *****

   Pearl was still teasing a blushing Piper when Prue notified them that
they were nearing the motel where she had rented their room for the night.

   Stopping in front of the gate that guarded the entrance to the motel,
she slid the key card inside a slot and the gate opened.

   Prue pulled out the key card and drove to her room.

   "Cool!  Where'd ya get that card?" Pearl inquired.

   "The manager of the motel gave it to me," Prue replied while parking her
car.  "It's also used to open the door to our room."

   "Very spiffy..."

   The three women got out of the car and Prue shot the young hooker an
admonishing look.

   "Are you aware that your tits are practically falling out of your top?"

   Pearl looked down at her breasts and noticed that when she pulled down
her top, she pulled it down a bit too much.  Shrugging, she said, "I'm not
particularly modest.  Besides... never had any complaints about my tits
yet."

   Piper looked slightly aghast at the girl's exhibitionist manner and
quickly looked around to see if anybody was looking at them.

   Prue smirked at the young hooker and walked to the door of their room.
Opening the door she beckoned to the two women.  "Let's get inside and
unwrap your gift, Piper."

   She entered the room, her sister and her sister's "present" close behind
her.

   Chapter 4

   The young hooker deposited her leather jacket on the couch and walked to
the middle of the room.  With her hands on her hips she took in the lavish
décor.

   "Not too shabby!" she said appreciatively.

   "I'm glad you approve," Prue replied a tad sarcastically.

   Piper, who was also checking out the room, shared Pearl's appreciation.
In the five-star motel they were staying at, this room was obviously one of
the most expensive ones.  It was very big and expensively furnished.  It
had a separate sitting area that also held an expensive looking TV and
HIFI. The sleeping area held a big comfortable looking, king-size bed.  The
room was an obvious testament to Prue's exclusive taste.

   She was abruptly startled from her exploration when her sister poked
her.

   "Piper?" Prue pointed at a patiently waiting Pearl, standing in the
centre of the room.  "Aren't you going to unwrap your present?"

   Taking in her "present", the birthday girl licked her lips and walked up
to the young hooker, who greeted her with a cheerful smile.

   "So what's your pleasure, sweet cheeks?  Do you want me to get naked and
play with my pussy or do you want me to play with yours?  We could also do
a sixty-nine if you want?  Just say the word."

   Biting her lip, Piper gazed down at Pearl's big tits.

   "Say no more!" The girl grinned and pulled off her tank top, freeing her
ample bosom.  "Dig in!" she cordially invited.

   With a hungry look, Piper bended over and buried her face between the
girl's breasts, licking and nibbling at the hooker's hooters.

   After satisfying her craving for Pearl's breasts, she knelt in front of
the prostitute and started to undo her mini-skirt.  She slowly pulled the
leather skirt down, and Pearl obligingly lifted her feet, enabling Piper to
discard the piece of clothing.  With a hungry look, Piper stared at the
girl's crotch, only inches removed from her face, protected by only a
skimpy pair of panties.  Surprising both the hooker and her older sister,
she grabbed the panties and tore them off.

   "You go, girl!" Prue laughed while applauding her sister's bold move.

   Meanwhile Piper hardly heard her sister's encouragements, being totally
captivated by the young hooker's completely hairless cunt.  She did notice
her older sister's gasp when Prue discovered that the young woman had
shaved her snatch complete bald.

   "You like my new hairdo?" Pearl purred, letting her fingers slide across
her shaven slit.  "I just did it this morning and you are the first lucky
person that gets to play with it."

   Finally remembering to breathe again, Piper reached out and petted the
prostitute's pussy.  "Hmm, it feels so nice and soft," then slid two
fingers inside her, "and wet!" she added with a grin.

   Totally absorbed with fingering the moaning prostitute, Piper didn't
notice that her sister had knelt beside her until Prue started unbuttoning
her blouse while softly kissing her neck.  She smiled and turned towards
her sister, letting their tongues play with each other while keeping her
fingers busy inside Pearl's glistening cunt, only pulling out for a short
moment to help Prue remove her shirt.

   Busy removing her sister's bra, Prue heard Pearl's soft moans change
into loud groans, a sure sign that the girl was approaching an orgasm. 
Looking over her sister's shoulder she noticed that Piper had brought her
other hand into play and was busy manipulating the panting prostitute's
engorged clit.

   "Don't let the little hussy come," Prue husked while lightly pinching
her sister's rock-hard nipples, "she hasn't earned it yet."

   As usual, Piper dutifully obeyed her sister's instructions, making Pearl
sigh in disappointment as her rising orgasm was abruptly halted.  She shot
Prue a wry look.  "You're pretty harsh, Princess."

   Prue smirked at the agitated woman.  "It's your job to give us pleasure,
not the other way around... Perhaps later we'll allow you to cum."

   Narrowing her eyes at the smirking, black-haired beauty, Pearl said,
"Anybody ever tell you that you're a real bitch?"

   "Sure, lots of times," Prue replied with a nasty grin.  "and just like
you will, they soon regretted saying it to my face."

   Pearl gulped a little, then quickly covered up by letting a stoic,
professional façade appear on her face.  "Do you're worse, Princess," she
grinned while shooting the oldest Halliwell a challenging look.

   "I hate to disrupt your little pissing contest but can I fuck her now?"
Piper impatiently interrupted the squabbling women.  "I really like to use
that new strap-on you bought on Pearl." She nodded towards the bed where
Prue had emptied a bag of sex-toys (her present to Piper, together with the
rent of the room).

   Both women giggled at Piper's words.

   "Let's first take your present into the shower," Prue replied with an
impious grin.  "and wash out her little pussy and asshole."

   Leering at the young hooker, she continued, "You never know what's been
in there before us."

   "Hey!" Pearl started to reply hotly.  "Listen, Lady--"

   "Just kidding," Prue halted the young woman's -undoubtedly angry- reply.
"I know they have a nice, big shower here and I suggest we all use it..."
she smiled sweetly, "before we use all of your holes."

   "Then you better get naked, Princess," Pearl said.  Though still glaring
at Prue she decided to ignore the eldest Halliwell's taunting.  "You
weren't planning on wearing that expensive little designer suit of yours in
the shower, were you?"

   Prue smirked.  "No I wasn't... so why don't you start by undressing
Piper, and then you may undress me."

   "Boy, you really are gonna make me earn every cent of that money!" the
young hooker sighed, a phoney expression of resignation on her face.

   "Oh well..." Kneeling in front of Piper, she unclasped the older girl's
skin-tight jeans and started pulling them off.  "I think I'll be able to
manage," she grinned as Piper's satin little panties came in view.

   Having stripped Piper almost naked, leaving her only her panties, Pearl
licked her lips and focussed her gaze on the wet spot on the satin that
clearly indicated Piper's growing arousal.  With a growl, she yanked the
panties down, revealing the young woman's dripping wet cunt.  She buried
her face into the inviting, hot V and started eagerly licking up the
delectable sweet juices.

   Piper squealed in delight and pressed the prostitute's face deeper into
her aroused crotch, letting the sensations of Pearl's expert tongue in and
around her slit wash over her.

   "Yes, YES!  Lick my little pussy, Pearl!" she panted happily.  "Eat my
cunt!"

   Prue rubbed her legs together, and shifted uncomfortably as her arousal
grew.  Watching her proper, demure little sister encouraging the "hooker"
to eat her cunt (which "Pearl" seemed more then happy to do) was an immense
turn-on.

   It took a lot of self-control not to tackle her sisters to the floor and
ravish them both.

   A wicked grin appeared on her lips as she watched as Piper's face flush
with that telling shade of red she always got when she's about to cum.

   This time being no exception, Piper groaned loudly and came --dripping
her juices all over Pearl's face, which the hooker eagerly lapped up.

   Licking her fingers, Pearl gazed up at the -still panting- young woman,
who stood a bit unsteadily before her, and shot her a grin.  "Satisfied,
Ma'am?"

   Still recovering from her orgasm, Piper grinned back.  "Ohhhh,
Yessssss..." she drawled.

   "Good," the prostitute smiled and turned to face Prue.  "Next customer!"

   The oldest Halliwell smiled mischievously back and beckoned the brunette
closer.  Pearl was about to rise to her feet and walk over to her, but Prue
stopped her movements with a quick gesture.

   "No, crawl to me on your hands and knees," Prue ordered.

   Phoebe closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath.  `Leave it
to Prue to take full advantage of this situation.' However, despite some
feeling of anger and the urge to rebel, she also felt aroused by her
sister's commanding behaviour (like she usually does).  Deciding to play
along, she went down on her hands and knees and slowly crawled towards her
dominating eldest sister.

   "That's a good little girl," Prue praised the prostitute as she
obediently knelt before her.  "Now unbutton my blouse... Uh-uh, not like
that!  Use your mouth... surely you have a lot of experience using your
mouth?"

   `Wow!  She certainly gets an A for effort,' Phoebe wryly thought while
using her tongue and teeth to unbutton her sister's blouse.  `You have to
hand it to her: Prue plays the part of "dominating ball-bustin' bitch"
really well!'

   Shrugging off her blouse and stepping out of her shoes, Prue patted
Pearl's head in an affectionate gesture.  "Good work, now my skirt and
nylons."

   Dutifully, Pearl continued disrobing the young woman with her mouth.

   Meanwhile, Piper was watching the erotic play between her two sisters
with renewed arousal.  `Mmmmm... I love it when Prue goes into dominatrix
mode.' She stroked her hands across her breasts and played with her
sensitive nipples while watching Phoebe pull down Prue's skirt, and then
carefully take the top of Prue's nylons between her teeth and pull them
down as well... which left the senior Halliwell wearing only a black lace
bra and panties.

   To be continued in Chapter 5