Authors Note: Okay so this is the last chapter already written - if you guys want more, you're gonna have to ask nicely ;) *cracks knuckles*

Chapter 10

"Greg, wait." Cuddy called again as the man unclipped the rope and stepped into the crowd. Before she could follow him, Cameron had a grip on her upper arm and pulled her back to the platform where Thirteen was absently stroking her sorely ignored sex. Cuddy turned to Cameron a little angrily; for one, she didn't mention House would be there, and two, she was gripping him inappropriately yet wouldn't allow herself to follow him. "You knew??"

Cameron pulled Cuddy back onto the platform and sat her opposite her, their legs slightly entwined in the less than spacious room. "He's always here; drives us home." She explained, her eyes wandering to Remy, who now had her other hand's fingers pushing deep inside herself. "He usually just watches, not sure why he came in here."

Remy was on the verge of orgasm so tried to get out her statement as quickly as possible. "Isn't it obvious..." Unfortunately she wasn't fast enough and was soon bucking against her hand in obvious ecstasy. The crowd began to cheer and compliment her, though she wasn't listening; it wasn't anything she hadn't heard before. When she calmed down, "What I was trying to say, was, he has the hots for you Lisa. The only time he interrupts are when we're in an unsafe situation, or... well... I guess that's the only reason at the moment." She was absently licking her fingers clean as she spoke.

Cameron was rubbing the tops of her thighs, slowly pushing her hands further and further until they were now rubbing across Cuddy's exposed flesh. The older woman didn't protest. "When he first started following us here, we'd had a few, well, you know..." She actually blushed. "Don't get me wrong, he was amazing; but in the end we all agreed he'd just watch us, which of course is always enough for him anyway." She winked at Cuddy who was now shivering at the hands slowly creeping up the insides of her thighs. "I was just playing with him, sometimes if he's really off the wall horny he lets us fist him, but I guess today he's too focused on you."

Cuddy didn't know what to say to this so instead looked down at the hands that were now inches away from the lower hem of her skirt; which was essentially a few inches from her panties. "So he watches and keeps you guys safe, and you're both okay with that?" Both women nodded. Thirteen, who was now completely off her high, crawled around to sit parallel to Cameron. The blondes hands were now teasing the edges of her bosses lace panties. She could feel the wetness and it was taking all her willpower not to just push the woman down and fuck her senseless. "Dr. Cameron..." Cuddy whispered, trembling.

The woman looked up questioningly, her fingers now motionless underneath the very hem of her undergarments. "Al... or Allison if you prefer." She bit her lip and looked down at her hands. "Too much? I just though, well, you might want some help with what you were doing before." She started to remove her hands only to feel the dark haired woman grasp one of her wrists, shaking her head for her not to pull away. "You do realize how often I've thought about this moment?" Cameron divulged as she slowly started to pull the woman's panties down her thighs.

Cuddy closed her eyes as her soaking wet sex was now becoming visible to not only her doctors, but to the spectators. Needing to focus on something else, she asked, "Wait, I thought you were straight." She dared a glance at Thirteen, who was now taking masturbatory requests from the crowd. "Thirteen's only been here a year; you've been here five. You've been gay this whole time?" This truly shocked her; the blonde had always made it painfully obvious how smitten she was with her crippled boss.

Cameron finished pulling the woman's lace panties off and set them aside, knowing the woman would never be decent in just the skirt when they left. "Remy's the first girl I've ever been with, but that doesn't mean I haven't thought about it..." She actually blushed at this. "You've always been number one my list." She averted her eyes as Cuddy looked at her curiously. "Yes, I have a list. It's not just women though, so I guess you could label me bisexual; if you were into labels and all that."

"No, it's okay, I don't care, I'm just... I don't know if i should be flattered or mortified." Cuddy confessed as she rose her hips enough for the ER attendant to slide her skirt off. Naked from the waist down now, she looked back up at Cameron, needing to keep the eye connection to keep her mind from wandering to her current situation.

As Cameron began pulling off Cuddy's shirt she responded with, "Well, mortification generally isn't occupied with willingness, and may I assume, desire." Her boss was now completely naked, and the cat calls coming from the crowd, Cameron could see were beginning to get to her. Before the woman could freak, the blonde leaned forward and gripped Cuddy's face in her hands and pressed her lips to hers. There was no hesitation this time and the kiss lasted a good thirty seconds before they parted. Still only inches apart, Cameron whispered, "If you think about them, you'll never enjoy yourself. We've learned to block them out," She pointed to Remy and herself, "It's easy really, just focus on me, or Rems, and let your body take over."

Thirteen had been halfway listening to this conversation, wishing she could join in during the parts her name was mentioned; but as it were, she was currently standing on the floor, hunched over the platform, her legs spread wide. She didn't even have to touch herself and the men only a few feet away were going wild. After a few more minutes of sexual encores, so to speak, she centered her attention back on her colleagues. "Woah." Was all she could say as she took in the dark haired woman's body. "You might actually give Al here a run for her money."

Cuddy was in the process of blushing when suddenly Cameron swung out and slapped Thirteen harshly across the cheek. Eyes wide, Cuddy backed away from both women and leant against the wall, not wanting to be involved in anything like this. It was a good thing she moved, for a moment later, Cameron had Thirteen once more pinned to the mattress, this time on the woman's stomach with her hands gripped tightly behind her back.

"I don't care that there's a dozen witnesses; you say something like that once more and I won't hold back teaching you again who your Dom is." At this, the woman trapped beneath her colleague instantly went limp. When she was released from her partners hold, she immediately crawled over to Cameron on hands and knees and sat back on her heals, head down and silent. "Are we going to have any more trouble tonight?" Cameron asked, her voice having taken on this air of superiority; it was actually starting to frighten Cuddy.

"Um, if you two are going to break out the whips and chains, I think I might want to go get another drink... or five." Cuddy hesitantly spoke up, snapping both women out of their reverie. Once they both relaxed and turned to her she felt for the first time like a real third wheel. "Look, I don't know what this master slave thing you two have going on, but I really don't want to be included..."

Cameron was first to interject. "No, no... It's my fault, we promised each other not to go there with you here. I'm sorry. Please stay?" Thirteen was sitting up straight again and leaning most of her weight into Cameron's lap, acting as if the display of dominance only ten seconds ago hadn't happened.

Cuddy sighed and pushed herself away from the wall. She looked at Cameron first, "I'm not going to, what, steal your..." She waved her hand, unable to come up with an appropriate term. Then looking at Thirteen, "While I'm flattered, I'd rather not see the crap beat out of you again, so as your boss, I'm telling you to zip it." The brunette stared at the woman for a moment, then burst out laughing. Was she actually pulling rank on her? Oh, this was going to be a fun night indeed.