From Slave to Mistress

Hello Rachel, Michelle and I were happy to hear a response from you about our ad. Were exited to talk to you and hopefully we can meet somewhere soon. Our phone number is 555-3299. Hope to hear from you!

Gregory and Michelle Mallard.

P.S. Were both late night people so you can call anytime tonight.

Rachel looked at her clock and it was only ten fifteen. She picked up the phone and dialed their number. Michelle picked it up and said hello. "Hi, this is Rachel!" Michelle switched to the speaker phone so both she and Gregory could talk to Rachel. After a short conversation,they all decided to meet up at a local bar for a drink. They told each other who to look for, said see ya soon, and hung up. Rachel squirted some perfume on, slipped into a skimpy dress, swept her hair up in a french twist, put some small diamond studs in her ears, then hopped into her little convertible and sped off to the bar.

As she entered the bar she started looking for a tall man with black hair and a goatee and a tall brunette woman, both dressed in black clothing. She walked to the bar and the bartender asked what he could get for her. Rachel smiled and told him that she was waiting to meet with some friends of hers and she would order later. She looked around the bar room, glancing at the front door from time to time. The bar had a moderate crowd, but no one in it looked anything like who she was looking for. About ten minutes later, the door opened and a tall handsome man and a tall woman entered the bar, arm in arm, dressed in all black. Both of them scanned over the room and Gregory was the first to spot Rachel, who was sitting at the bar looking at her watch. Quickly they both walked up to her, stood on each side of her, and called the bartender over. Startled, Rachel looked to both sides of her and almost jumped out of her seat. Both Gregory and Michelle giggled and gave her a wink and a smile. Rachel looked them over again recognizing who they were and instantly began to laugh. They all ordered drinks and then moved to a small table and began to talk about their personal lives. After a couple of hours passed, they all left for Gregory and Michelle's place.

Rachel followed both of them in her car, and they finally arrived at the house clear across town. It was a small, two story victorian style house, nestled alone on a hill overlooking the city, and if it weren't for the neat landscaping, it could pass for a creepy haunted house. The garage door was just shutting down as Rachel drove up and a slight chill ran through her body as she parked in the driveway, but she reassured herself that all victorian houses on hills just seemed to be creepy.

She got out of her car and walked to the front door where Michelle was holding the door open. Inside, Rachel looked around and the first thing she noticed was how dark the house was. Everything was lit by candle light and the floors creeked when she walked. Everything about the house qualified as a haunted house and Rachel became even more uneasy.

"Welcome!" said Gregory, who was standing in the hallway. Rachel closed the door and locked it. Rachel tried to stay calm and smiled to Gregory.

"This is a nice place Gregory." Said Rachel. Michelle swiftly moved in and slapped her across the face.

"You are to call him Master or Sir from now on Slave! Got that?" Snapped Michelle.

Rachel rubbed her cheek. "Yes mistress."

"Good girl." Michelle said calmly as she caressed Rachel's cheek.

"Go and get everything ready, I'll give her a bath." said Gregory. Rachel watched as Michelle walked down the hall and entered another room.

"Where is she going?" asked Rachel.

"Dont worry, she's just going to prepare dinner."

"You sure eat late." said Rachel with a small uneasy laugh.

"Come on, let's go and get you washed up for supper."

Rachel followed Gregory up the stairs to the bathroom and began to undress. Gregory filled the tub, and told Rachel to dip her foot in it.

"Is this the right temp.?" Rachel nodded and began to step in. She sat down and Gregory pulled up a chair beside her. He took a large body sponge and rubbed a little liquid soap in it, then lathered it up. He slowly and gently rubbed her body all over with it and Rachel relaxed, slipping lower into the tub. He began to lightly scrub her vagina and she moaned in pleasure. As he rinsed her off, he told her that she had nothing to fear. She gave him a frightened look, not knowing whether to belive him or not. After her bath, he dried her off. She grabbed her panties, but Gregory stopped her and instructed her to remain naked.

"Why...?" asked Rachel, in total shock.

"Hey, I told you, you have nothing to fear." They both walked down to the kitchen and Gregory held the door open for her. She entered and saw Michelle chopping some vegtables up. Gregory entered and shut the door, then locked it.

"Hello my love", he said to Michelle.

"Hey baby", she said back. Rachel stood quietly by the counter staring at the cauldron with complete fear in her eyes. A fire was lit beneath it and the aroma of cooking herbs and spices filled the air.

Michelle told Rachel to come to her and kneel. Rachel obediently did so and Michelle ordered her to open her mouth. Again, Rachel did as she was told. Michelle placed a small apple in Rachel's mouth and then told her to hold it there. Rachel nodded and remained on her knees. Gregory came up from behind her and gently stroked her hair. Michelle dumped the vegtables into the cauldron and then stood over Rachel.

"Get up slut," She said firmly. Rachel looked to Gregory with tears building up in her eyes, begging him to stop her. Gregory just stared blankly at Rachel. "I said GET UP!" and with that, Michelle grabbed Rachel's hair and pulled her up. Rachel hopped up to her feet, wincing in pain. "Ouuuch!" She mummbled through the apple in her mouth.

"Now go climb into the pot slut." Again, Rachel looked to Gregory for help. Michelle grabbed Rachel by her right ear and pulled her towards the pot. As she held Rachel over the pot, Rachel looked to Gregory one last time. Gregory nodded and Rachel spit the apple out, turned around, and smacked Michelle across the face hard and fast. Michelle fell back and almost hit her head on the sink. She got up quickly and went to strike Rachel, but Gregory got in her way and held her back.

"How dare you slap me slut!" Michelle yelled still trying to push past Gregory to get to Rachel. "What are you doing, Gregory?" Gregory slapped Michelle and pushed her onto her knees. Michelle fell to the ground in total shock at what just happened. Gregory turned to Rachel and told her to come over and help him lift Michelle up and onto the counter. They managed to lay Michelle on the counter who was kicking her legs vigorously. Rachel pinned her legs down and Gregory held both her wrists together with one hand. Michelle squirmed and struggled as hard as she could, but she was unable to break free of their grasp. She finally gave up, exhausted. Tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Please.....Gregory, why are you doing this to me? I thought we were going to cook her." Rachel smacked Michelle across the face.

"You are to call him master or sir, slave! Got it?" Michelle looked at Rachel with hatred in her eyes.

"Rachel, go get some oil from the cupboard. Rachel quickly did as she was told and returned, unscrewing the cap. "Go ahead and pour it all over her." Rachel began to pour the oil all over Michelle, who remained still. Rachel did the lower half of Michelles body and then handed the bottle to Gregory to do the upper half. Then she proceeded to rub the oil in. Gregory poured a small bit over each of her breasts, then he poured the rest all over her face.

"Please...Gre...Master...please dont do this to me...I love you..." Michelle whimpered. Gregory continued to rub the oil into her breasts and said nothing. "Well at least pre kill me. I don't deserve to be boiled alive!" Gregory stopped rubbing her and thought it over.

"Go get the icepick from the drawer over there." Gregory said to Rachel, pointing at it. Rachel opened the drawer and took the icepick out. She handed it to Gregory and stood back watching. Turn your head to the left Michelle. Michelle turned her head to the left and closed her eyes. Gregory gently tucked her hair behind her right ear and slowly pushed the icepick down her ear canal until it stopped at her eardrum. He lowered down and whispered into her ear, "I'm sorry to have to do this to you Michelle, but I was getting really bored with you. I needed...I need someone new, someone younger...I know you understand." Gregory kissed her on the cheek then rose up ready to kill her.

"I hope you both choke to death on my flesh", Michelle said under her breath.

"What was that you said", asked Rachel, "What did you just say?"

"I said I hope you both choke to death on my flesh!"

With that, Gregory took the pick out of Michelle's ear and placed it aside. "Noooooooo!" cried Michelle. Rachel and Gregory lifted Michelle up and began to carry her over to the cauldron. Michelle tried to stretch her body out so she wouldn't fit in the pot, but Rachel closed her legs and Gregory lowered her into the pot. They held her down firmly and Michelle stopped trying to get out. The water had just started to warm up and Michelle knew it would be a while until it heated up enough to kill her.

Gregory took a long chain from a cupboard and wrapped it around Michelle's neck, then placed each end on a hook attached to the sides of the cauldron. Now Michelle couldn't get up no matter how hard she tried. Gregory and Rachel started stroking and caressing Michelle as the minutes passed. The water started to get painfully hot and Michelle squirmed around, trying to spash some of the hot water onto Rachel and Gregory. Rachel grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, stopping Michelle from thrashing. Rachel finally let go and stood back. Michelle watched as Gregory put his arms around Rachel as they both watched Michelle cook. The water started to come to a rolling boil and it burned deeply into her flesh. Michelle started to scream in pain and agony, until Rachel stuffed an apple in her mouth.

Michelle watched on in pain and anger and frustration and jealousy as Gregory cradled Rachel in his arms. It was Rachel who was supposed to be in this pot, not her. Michelle closed her eyes and waited for the water to finally kill her. Then Rachel did something very cruel. She dumped a whole bunch of ice cubes in the pot, cooling the water down. Michelle opened her eyes and gave of a muttered scream. Now she would have to wait all over again for the water to heat up.

"Boy girl, you are sooo cruel!" said Gregory.

"Thank you!" replied a smiling Rachel.

She walked to the counter and sat up in it, then gestured for Gregory to come to her. He began to take his clothes off and walked up to Rachel, whos legs were spread wide open. He laid Rachel back on the counter and they began to make love. Michelle listened in complete misery as Rachel moaned in pleasure. She watched in complete misery as Rachel smiled and quivered in excitement. Rachel turned her head to the side and looked into Michelle's eyes. She gave Michelle a cruel sinister smile and winked at her, then she turned her head back to Gregory and closed her eyes as they continued to have sex. Michelle spent the last half hour of her life watching in emotional and physical pain as her master and her slave enjoyed themselves, as she miserably awaited death. Before she died, she over heard Rachel tell Gregory, "I've been waiting a looooong time for this...ever since we planned this in highschool."