Note: This story follows the events of The Dazzling Lady's Harem (Part 5): Dalton.

Mistress Ursula walked into the elaborate Avery hotel room at the exact time agreed upon. Confidently walking in, she strode in jeans, thigh high black boots, and a leather jacket, grinning evilly ahead.

From the other end of the room was Mistress Kendra dressed as a harem dancer, nearly head-to-toe in nothing but colorful silk veils, bearing an equally wolfish-smile.

"Rrrready to lose again, spectacularly?" The leather-clad blonde asked in her deep Scottish accent, rolling her Rs.

"Those glassy blue eyes say I'm the only thing spectacular around here, missy," the brunette, hypnotic dancer levied back in a sensual purr.

Introductions exchanged, the hypnotists approached each other.

Ursula strode ahead as if on a catwalk, urging her target forward with a lone, cruxing finger. "Nice to see you're alrrrready obeying me."

Kendra danced her way to the blonde, spinning on her delicate toes like a ballerina, just as tribal music began to play out of nowhere, setting the ambiance to add to her offensive. "As nice as it is to gaze upon this body?"

Within arms-length of each other, Ursula reached out to hold Kendra and keep her in a vulnerable position; Kendra easily slipped out of reach, never breaking the scintillating dance she'd started. Careful steps made Ursula follow Kendra's rhythm as the blonde waited for the perfect chance to strike.

"Why don't you come closerrrrr?" Ursula rolled her Rs in a sexy trill, gesturing with her hands. " Afraid of a quick victory?"

"Such a shame it would be for our dance to end too quickly," Kendra said, paying more attention to her dance than Ursula's assertions.

"Come now, Kendrrrrrrra," the dancer was gripped from behind, her body stroked sensually as the trill poured into the brunette's ear. "Come now, especially if you want to obey, lovely."

Kendra didn't stop, undulating against Ursula as if she was a stripper's pole, reaching back to hold a mass of curly blonde hair, running her hands down Ursula's face. The Scottish woman was taken aback by the feeling of Kendra's ass rolling into her crotch over and over, in time with the music.

"Mmmmm, roll my name again, Ursy."

"Ooh, do you like that Kendrrrrra?"

"I love it, keep doing it..."

"Kendrrrrra, Kendrrrrrra, Kendrrrrra...."

As Kendra turned to face her, Ursula kept the repetition going as a smiling, breathless Kendra enjoyed the sound. The blonde lost track of when her hands were tied by one of the veils, or that a soft correction from the dancer changed Ursula's cadence.

"Mistrrrress Kendrrrrrra..."

"Mistrrrress Kendrrrrrrra..."

"Mistrrress Kendrrrrrra..." Ursula lost her seductive edge, realizing it as she found her hands bound. Before she could free herself, Kendra raised her leg for Ursula to catch, allowing the dancer's weight to bring her down once the other was held too.

Straddling the confused, aroused blonde on a convenient mass of pillows and covers on the floor, Kendra kept rolling her hips over Ursula's crouching, inching veil-clad hips towards the blonde's face.

Kendra encouraged the repetition over and over, interrupting only for a celebratory kiss.

"That's it Ursy, keep repeating that victorious name, on your lips in your mind, no matter how your lips move now."

From across the room, two figures, invisible to the duelists, were enjoying champagne and the show, touching themselves as the competitive dance of domination in their lieutenants heated up.

"Playdates are so much fun," Dazzling Lady said.

"Especially when they think we don't know about, let alone arrange it," Goddess Hannah emphasized.