Grace · Part 2 (2/2)
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"What about her. She’s damaged goods as far as I’m concerned. She has had his cock shoved up her fanny, shoved up her arse and she has willingly cleaned her own shit off of it, she kissed me last night and I very nearly threw up! Any chance of seeing the DVD of her at work?"
"Yes in fact there’s three we’ve found so far! Give me a few minutes and I’ll be over."
"Thanks Sally!"
The DVD’s made pretty grim viewing, made on the cheap, It pulled no punches, each one was about twenty minutes long and showed Stella being humiliated, fucked, humiliated, given anal and made to suck her shit off of his cock. Sally looked up at Grace who was crying. She took her hand and tried to ease the pain Grace was feeling. "It Ok, I’m over the worst of it now! Now it’s revenge!"
Grace went down to the dungeon and got Stella. Grace put a collar round her neck and handcuffed her. "Grace I love you!"
Grace smiled at Stella. "Watch my lips! NO YOU DON’T!" Grace clipped a leash to the collar and started to pull her out of the dungeon.
"Wait my clothes!" She grabbed her clothes out of the bin and covered herself with them.
"Want to see what your Lord and Master thinks of his whore?" Grace turned and stared at Stella who’s mind was working overtime.
They got to the living room and Stella stared at the screen in disbelief, shocked at the evidence before her. "And have you any idea how much he sells these for?" Stella was more interested in the screen and the big black cock covered in shit she just stuck in her mouth. "Twenty pound a go!" Sally said.
"Lets hope you’ve got a good deal on royalties then!" laughed Grace.
"I didn’t know!" Cried Stella.
"Well that just goes to show doesn’t it! Apart from Lying, cheating, cocksucking, whore you are your very stupid as well!"
"You going to tell her about tonight?"
"No! I don’t think so! You’ll just have to wait! But I’ll tell you what, your going in what you have in your hands!"
"You have another advantage Grace," Said Sally, "You Know what he looks like now!"
"That’s true!" said Grace.
Stella hadn’t noticed Sally before. "Don’t I know you from somewhere?"
"Oh she’s a sharp one Grace! You stupid bitch! You‘ve had a tracker on you for weeks, we’ve heard every word you’ve said! And every word that’s been said to you!" Stella looked in disbelief, "Well you reached his dungeon at one sixteen AM and the first words he said to you was Your late, whore!" Stella went beetroot, as she realized the extent of her fall. "We have everything recorded. The Lies the deceptions we have it all!"
Stella looked at Grace "Grace I still have feelings for you!"
"Yes you probably do, but it’s probably got more to do with delivering me to Master Oslo rather than anything else!" Stella’s shocked face couldn’t take much more, "We know exactly what the two of you were planning to do, and All you have managed to do is fuck yourself! Well I’m afraid you have one chance, and one chance only. You work with us we go tonight, we see Master Oslo and we’re done."
"What happens after that?" Stella asked nervously.
"Well put it like this you won’t wake up in Nigeria will you!"
"Nigeria Is he from Nigeria?"
"Yeah!" Said Sally. "Here’s a picture of Master Oslo, with his wife!" Sally held a picture of Master Oslo with a Black woman, dressed in white with a bouquet of flowers.
"He never told me he was married!" Stella said quietly. "OK, I’ll do it!"
"Good!
Now did you have any luck with the other slave, Sally?"
"Er yes I wanted to tell you about that, I have an ideal candidate, her names Mickey, she’s in her late twenties, and she’s into fetish, she loves leather, latex helmets, straitjackets, she loves being bound and dominated, she’s a real livewire! She’s a lot of fun and I showed her your picture and she liked what she saw!"
Grace glanced at Stella who was listening, then Sally, "Yeah but it’s only for tonight?"
"Yeah just tonight!" Sally said, seeing that Grace didn’t want Stella to guess what was going to happen to her. "Tell me have you heard of the Wandsworth headhunters?" Grace shook her head. "Well they’ll be down the Club!"
Stella was looking at the screen at herself being arse fuck for the fifth time! Sally pointed at his picture and indicated something about fucking! Grace, having led a fairly sheltered life didn’t know exactly what she was saying so she left it till later. "So let me take Stella back to the dungeon, perhaps you can think of what your going to say to the man that made you a star!"
Grace walked back to the living room and hugged Sally. "Lets go down the pub and eat!"
"What about Stella?" Sally asked.
"Oh she’ll be OK I’ve left that tin of Quality street which my mum used to buy me for Christmas!"
"But your mums been buried for four years! We went to the funeral!"
"Yeah! I know!"
Sally rang a number and asked Mickey to come over to meet them in the pub.
They walked down to the pub which was only a couple hundred yards away. Everyone knew everyone else in the pub they both sat down and started talking, a couple of minutes Later this woman walked through the door. She was beautiful! Long legs, shortish hair and her jeans looked like they were sprayed on! The women saw Sally and walked over, "Hi, I’m Mickey Looking at Grace". Grace stood up and they kissed (on the cheeks) for the first time.
"Wow!" Said Grace realizing where she was, "Your up for tonight then?"
"It would be a dream come true!"
"Do you want to eat, My treat?"
They walked back to the house, Sally on one side and Mickey holding Grace’s arm on the other. "This is home!" Grace said glancing at the youngster, Grace opened the front door and motioned both Mickey and Sally inside. Grace sat Mickey down and turned on the screen. Mickey sat open mouthed as Grace dropped the bombshell that the person taking the shitty cock was her ex-Domme partner and since she had found out she had assumed the role as Stella was locked in the dungeon at that moment! Both Sally and Grace explained the reasons Mickey had been asked to help. "Count me in! I’ll do everything I can to make your revenge as sweet as I can!"
"Thanks Mickey
I really do appreciate you volunteering to do this!"
"Well, I ‘m a security Officer in the company and I’m the one Sally asked to hack into Stella’s email account, so Hopefully we can amaze each other!"
"Oh I do hope so!"
"I have her locked inside our dungeon!"
"What! You have her here!
"Yes, she actually smells like a whore, you know sex, shit, stale tobacco sweat! You can smell the shit on her breath!"
"Yuck! And you let her back in the house?"
"Well there’s a good reason for that, we need her for tonight."
"And then?"
"You’ll see! What I had planned was I want to give the impression that I’m somewhat better than he might be expecting. So I’ll have you, if I might on one leash and her on the other. He will expect you, who he sees as a slave to be passive. If he gets physical then you can sort him out! Now In about an hour I’ll let her out. I want you dressed and acting like a slave, I will only leash you I don’t want to prevent you from doing your job!"
"I’ll love doing this, It’s a pity you can’t put me in mittens and stuff!"
"Well perhaps later if everything goes well, we’ll lose her and if everyone does their stuff, I would love for you to stay, I can show you my appreciation for your help."
"Thanks, this is getting better and better!"
"Come upstairs with me and you can get changed and prepare in my bedroom."
"Thanks your very kind!"
"No, It’s the least I can do. I thought I might have to deal with her, and her lord and master alone. And that thought scared me!"
"Has anyone held you? Has somebody hugged you and told you they care!"
"No, the only one has been Sally!"
"OK just come here!" Grace almost fell into Mickey’s arms and burst into tears!
"I’m not strong enough for all this!" Grace admitted.
Mickey just held her and kissed her forehead," We only need worry about tonight. After that it’s a new day and your starting out renewed as a Mistress, and I would be pleased for you to consider me for the position of slave."
Grace was really shocked! Mickey continued, "I know you haven’t thrown her stuff out yet, but I knew this old man who told me to grab every opportunity I see with both hands. Life is for living! He used to say. That’s exactly what I’m doing. Tomorrow you might find someone else and I would‘ve missed this opportunity so I thought I would ask!"
Grace Looked at her with wonder, she was a real beauty her boyish hair cut really suited her. "Come sit here next to me! I don’t know what to say! I must be twice your age, and you look so sweet, why would you want to be my slave Mickey?"
"Well I have been a submissive from an early age, at least half my life, I can’t except a Mistress just because she say she is, so have to prove yourself to me, but gain my trust and I’ll crawl round the world for you."
"Well after tonight, I start a new sheet! So, it looks like the first job is to prove myself to you then!" Grace grasped her hand a gave a little squeeze. "I think we’ll start off by you telling me your likes, and dislikes. I wouldn’t be any good without knowing what my slave liked would I!"
Mickey put her arms round Grace and kissed her on the neck, Grace folded and they kissed forcefully. Grace won over Mickey and as they lay on her bed.
Sally shouted up the stairs "Grace! Do you have a spare key?"
"You get ready Mickey I’ll sort Stella out!" Grace kissed Mickey on the nose and walk down stairs. Sally didn’t know where Grace had thrown Stella’s keys, "Oh they're here!
What’s it for?"
"Sandra’s volunteered to come in and throw out Stella’s stuff!"
Grace found it difficult to understand how people she didn’t know could just drop everything and help! She gave Sally the key and Sally gave the key to Sandra. "All her stuff is in the black bin liners. So just take them and throw them away, anywhere where she can’t dig them out!"
"No problem!" Said Sandra. "Consider it done! You’ll text me when you go?"
"Yeah thanks for this!" said Sally.
"Anything to help Sal!" She disappeared down the road.
Grace had gone back up to help Mickey and get changed herself. Mickey was halfway into a Latex catsuit. Grace walked in front of her and teased the suit up her arms.
Mickey’s smile took Grace by surprise, she really was everything Grace had ever wanted in a partner. Grace reached round Mickey’s bum and started doing the zip up, she closed her eyes as the zip could be heard being done up.
When It reached the neck Grace was inches away from Mickey and her beautiful face. "You love that sound, don’t you?" Mickey guessed "It makes me all wet!" Grace whispered dreamily.
"Let me guess the zip must be done up, not undone."
"Yes!" Grace realized this was not the words of a Mistress. "I know you haven’t told me your preferences but you keep this up and I’ll have no trouble putting you over my knee, Slave!"
"Sorry Mistress"! Mickey quickly trained her hair so she could put her helmet on. Grace prepared herself and the pair of them went down to show Sally, she had used the time to change herself.
"What’s the time?"
"Ten past eight", said Sally, who still had her watch on.
Grace looked at their heels they couldn’t get through the door without ducking! Grace had boots to match her leather Jodhpurs, her blouse had a black leather tie she slid her leather jacket over her and pulled her hair back and tied it back.
"I’ll get Stella!" Grace walked down stairs and opened the dungeon Stella was sat in the corner stinking of piss, stale sweat, and shit! "Come on we’re going!"
Stella made for the door.
"Oh not so fast!" Grace neatly forced a ball gag into her mouth, she had already strapped it up when Stella looked round to see what was coming next. "Handcuffs!" As Grace read her mind! She closed the cuffs round Stella’s wrists and walked round the front of her and clipped a leash to her collar and started up the stairs, Stella in tow! She whined like crazy until Grace turned her and whipped her butt with a flogger that was placed there by Grace!
"Now behave yourself, we have guests."
As they went into the living room, Stella saw Sally and Mickey in her helmet.
"Sit!" Grace said. Stella looked at her and shrugged her shoulders. Once she sat on the floor Grace took the gag out of her mouth. "Who are you!" Snarled Stella at Mickey. Mickey not bothered by anything Stella did continued to stare at her unnerving Stella.
"We are your fan club!" Mickey eventually said.
"We’ve seen all your films!" The penny dropped! And Stella looked at the floor trying hard not to burst into tears.
Sally’s cell went and she answered "Yeah! we’re outside in two!"
They all walked outside and got in a people carrier, which drove them to the club. As they got out the enormity of what Grace was doing caught up with her, she stopped and appeared to wobble, Mickey grabbed her hand and the moment past. "Are you Ok to go on?" asked Mickey "Yes it’s past!" smiled Grace.
They went in as they walked past the members of the club, Sally whispered to Grace "Follow me Grace we have a table reserved for us!" Sally guided the group to a table in one of the corners, "This one will do fine!" Sally said under her breath. "Grace! Look around you. Every table you can see is surrounded by friends", Grace looked at those around the tables. Wherever she looked the people round the table waved their glasses at her or mouthed Hello or just smiled at her.
A Leather Man walked over and knelt down to Grace’s height, his lunch box was about the size of a kitchen roll! "Hello Grace, you don’t know me, I’m Alexander from the Wandsworth Headhunters! We’re a group of friends that work out, drink and play together. The only thing is none of you can’t join the club! You see we’re all gay!"
Grace laughed "So are we!"
"We’re dotted around here with the private dicks so we feel right at home! You safety is our concern, I know Mickey from way back so I know your as safe as you can be! He’s on his way so he should be about ten minutes. Focus yourself, and we’ll be righteous!" He stood up, his massive legs could move trees.
Mickey gently touched Grace’s arm and said "I don’t think he would fit in our club either!"
Another Leather man put his fist into the air and dropped it. Grace took it he was here! She had hoped to at least have a drink before it all went down, but thing just had a way of racing faster when you don’t want them to!
Grace saw a Black face in the crowd, he was looking for Stella, Grace decided to go for it! She grabbed Stella’s leash and hauled her to her feet! She walked towards him with Stella protesting behind her. He caught sight of Stella and glanced up at Grace couple of feet away. "I think you should have this!" holding the end of Stella’s leash in front of him, "I don’t want a soiled slave!"
"What!"
Grace continued "Let me make this as simple as I can, You used my slave without asking, didn’t you?"
"But she!"
"But she said what? It isn’t up to her it’s up to me I’m the Mistress and you can take your prize, your welcome to it, it stank of your shit! So you have her!" Throwing the leash in his general direction, and taking the cuffs off of her. Every person in the Club, started laughing at "Master Oslo" and applauding Mistress Grace! The dark colour of his skin seemed to get redder as it dawned on him just what had happened! Mistress Grace walked back to the table and took her seat. Master Oslo glanced round to see the smirking faces of those he thought were just Club Members, he pulled the gag out of Stella’s mouth and slapped her round the face, he was mad because he thought she had lied to him, and that would never do!
Stella was visibly shaken, she screamed at him as he lifted his hand to slap her again, "I have not lied to you master!" He slapped her anyway and pulled the gag back in her mouth. The crowd started cheering as the monitors flickered on and the scene was of Master Oslo whipping Stella on a frame. Again he was shocked! He made the recordings to sell on the quiet to earn him some money, and for friends to watch his sexual prowess at humiliation, not to be shown in front of him and the slut he had reamed in a Club full of jeering people!
He made his way over to Mistress Grace, unsure of who was responsible for the DVD. "Who is responsible?" Waving his arm roughly at the monitors.
"Why don’t you know, YOUR responsible! After all who made the DVD’s?"
"I mean who put them on for all to see?" Looking more angry by the second.
"I have absolutely no idea! I suggest you ask at the bar!"
He glared at Grace who was happily drinking a white wine. "Was there anything else?" She asked sweetly, at that moment a few things happened almost at the same time!
Stella was pulling on her leash trying to attract her Masters attention, his patience ran out! He swiped out at Stella who fell back clasping her eye!
Mickey jumped up and as he turned back towards Mistress Grace she put her clenched fist squarely on his chin! He tripped backwards and ended up falling over the next table. The headhunters pounced and had him bound and hogtied in seconds. They removed the ball gag from Stella who was nursing what was to become a black eye! Once captured Master Oslo looked terrified! He suddenly saw all these men in black leather carrying him out! Everyone cheered as he was manhandled out of the Club by the headhunters. He probably would have been OK until he felt someone squeeze his bum. He looked round and saw a six foot five rugby player in Leather chaps grinning at him! After that he was still screaming when they left him outside the local police station, with a large card saying Illegal immigrant!
Stella had got a icepack for her eye. She walked over to Grace, "I am so very sorry about this! When we get back I’ll pack my bags and leave!"
"Firstly don’t bother yourself I have removed everything of yours from my home. There nothing of yours for you to pick up!"
"What about my clothes?"
"What about them! They’ve gone, get used to it! Anyway we’re going to have an early night. So stay away from my home, stay out of my life, We’re going home! Mickey held Grace as she stood up, Stella gave her a wide berth, she had seen off a six foot plus man so she would eat her for breakfast!"
Stella, still open mouthed had never considered Grace as any more than a meal ticket, the finality of Grace’s parting shot did little to dampen Stella’s thought that she would be able to talk her round! That evaporated at work the following day when she was telling a superior why she was dressed as a tart.
She said she went to a party and had her bag snatched so she had nothing and it took all night to walk back by foot. The superior nearly took it hook, line, and sinker. But for the hysteria in the main office. When they went to investigate all the computers were on and running DVD’s! workers grouped round to see Master Oslo sinking his shit covered cock into Stella’s mouth!
She never did go back!
Grace · Part 2 (2/2)
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