Green Eyes Pink Satin Ch. 18

Joanna left the room, throwing down the scissors and the tattered remains of the dress. She wanted to look back, wanted to smile at tess but she knew it had more impact to just leave without words. She stooped and picked up the margarita as she passed the side table, it would be a treat for a Saturday lunch. Joanna mulled over her choices, did she leave tess there all afternoon and night? Or did she show mercy? She was hesitating.

The door knocked to break her thoughts. Joanna felt self conscious dressed as she was, it wasn't for public viewing. She crept to the side window and peeked out.

"Heh! Now that's a surprise!" Joanna muttered to herself as she reached for the door.

Joanna opened the door to see Sherri standing in front of her. Dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, he didn't look like the maid who had served her for the last couple of days.

"You need to come with me. Now." Sherri requested. Face pale and white, urgency written plain for all to see. Joanna took a step to the side and invited Sherri in to talk further.

"No. Joanna. It's Ralph - you need to come with me." Joanna stepped out and shut the door behind her, leaving tess alone in silence.

Joanna wobbled cautiously on her heels as she headed to ralph's car at the end of the drive. The engine still running, Sherri wasn't hanging around. Joanna got to the car trying to hide her attire from any neighbours who happened to look out. Her skirt had ridden up, her stockings plainly on view, her top hugged her breasts leaving nothing to the imagination. She swung into the car and shut the door behind her, Sherri already in and belted waiting for Joanna.

"What is this all about Sherri?" Joanna questioned as Sherri moved off and headed out to the main road.

"Let's drop the Sherri thing for a moment can we?" Michael asked. He was scaring Joanna.

"Is ralph ok? You are scaring me!" Joanna was concerned and Michael was acting oddly.

"I don't know Joanna. That's what we are going to find out. Anne isn't a nice person, she is capable of things you can't even imagine." Joanna widened her eyes, her instincts had been right. She listened intently as Michael explained everything to her. Joanna turned pale.

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Joanna and Michael hurtled through the country lanes the other side of the town. Heading out to the farm lands beyond where Joanna now knew Anne had a old farm house.

"Do you think Anne would really harm ralph?" Joanna asked after minutes of silence.

"I don't know for sure. But she hurt me and I was her husband" Michael honestly answered. He pulled down his collar to show the marks on his neck, and pulled up the side of his shirt to show the lines across his back.

"I think she held back with me. She had feelings for me. The way she spoke about Ralph at work... well I wouldn't be so sure it is the same for him." Joanna shook her head. How could she have been so naive. Joanna pulled down her skirt once more, very conscious of her appearance- it felt wrong for her to be dressed as she was as she went to save her husband.

Michael finally turned off the lane on to a long gravel drive. Ahead a stone farm house stood, a wooden barn opposite with a stone courtyard between. Michael pulled up outside the barn and turned to Joanna.

"I think there will be no way back for me once I knock on that door. Anne and I are finished, and ralph and I will be out of our jobs. Can I stay with you both until I find my feet?" Joanna nodded.

"You are more than welcome to come live with us. ralph could do with the help." Joanna smiled at Michael and held his knee.

"Thank you Michael. I'm sure ralph is fine but you did the right thing. Now, let's go get him back." Joanna opened the door and placed her stiletto on the gravel.

As they left the car, Michael pointed Joanna to the side of the house and the kitchen door.

"You can get in through there. There are steps on your left as you enter. That's the cellar where Anne probably is keeping him. Take you time in those heels, the steps are steep. I'll keep Anne occupied in the front rooms whilst you get Ralph out" Joanna nodded and walked across to the far side in the late afternoon sun, Michael strode across to the main door and knocked loudly.

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Joanna clicked the latch and the door swung open, the small hallway leading on to the kitchen. Polished stone floor spread out in front of her, the kitchen obscured by the doorway and larder to her side. She looked left and found the stairs descending into darkness below, the house silent as she crept forward with her heels making clicking sound in the hard floor. She could smell Anne's perfume, she knew Anne was home and that made it even more exhilarating. Joanna heard the loud knock at the door and froze at the top of the stairs, Anne walked across the kitchen and towards the main hallway - it had been close, Anne was literally yards away from her.

Joanna took the opportunity to slip down the stairs into the cellar whilst the noise in the hallway masked her heels. Click, click, click they went as she dropped under the kitchen and into the dark cellar. She fumbled for a light but couldn't find any switch, just making out the room as her eyes grew accustomed to the dim light. She felt her way to the table in the middle of the room, straps hanging from both ends, a crop laid across the centre of the bench. Joanna shuddered at the thought of that crop, it was so thin and no doubt would slice flesh if given half a chance. Walking further she kicked a leather collar which laid on the floor, attached to a throne at the end of the room. This had to have been ralph and Anne. Joanna felt further and found the small cage and the heavy steel door, she'd struggle to fit in there - let alone ralph. Still no sign. As Joanna traced her steps back to the stairs she felt along the wall, rows and rows of floggers, canes and whips, masks, gags and strap ons. This room was a playpen for Anne, no doubt fun in the right mood but sinister in the wrong hands. She would love to spend an afternoon in here with tess or ralph. Where was ralph?

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Anne opened the heavy door and was greeted by a kneeling Sherri in a male t-shirt and jeans.

"I hope you have a fucking good explanation why you are back before I ordered and dressed like a man Sherri?" Sherri crawled in and purposefully headed to the living room, getting Anne as far away from the cellar as possible.

"Where do you think you are heading slave?" Anne asked. Quick Sherri, think!

"I want to make you comfortable and make you a cocktail ma'am as I explain what Joanna made me do over the last couple of days." Sherri welled up with tears, his eyes glazed over as he spoke. Anne smiled slyly, excited to hear what Joanna had done to cause Sherri to cry.

"Ok. Gin Fizz. Quick as you can, I've got a busy afternoon ahead." Anne led the way and sat on the plush sofa as Sherri made his way to the drinks cabinet. Sherri looked round as he walked, looking for any signs of Ralph or what had happened in the house over the last couple of days.

"Expecting company ma'am?" Sherri asked, smelling the coffee and the pastries from the kitchen. He knew what it meant. Breakfast in the afternoon meant Deano was coming over, he was the only one to sleep all day and wake all night. Sherri shuddered as he thought of his own tattoo on his ass. A pair of cherries with Miss Anne beneath and Sherri in italic font on his other cheek. Now it was Ralph's turn to be branded with her mark and whatever name she has come up with for him.

"Deano is here shortly. Maybe he can work his magic on you too Sherri. After all it's our 10 year anniversary of our little arrangement. How about a nice feminine flower on your shoulder or arm? Something you can flash in the office?" Anne teased. Sherri closed his eyes and took a breath.

"Yes Miss Anne. Sounds wonderful" he lied.

"Good. Also Maurice is coming over. ralph has agreed to join us. He has the paper work to make it official. Lucky for you I broke him early, I don't need you distracting Joanna much longer." Sherri knew this. Maurice had rung Sherri to confirm some details for the meet, running the house meant he dealt with Maurice's request all the time. He just needed to draw this out as long as possible until Maurice arrived.

"That sounds wonderful. Where is Ralph?" Sherri enquired.

"Not your concern Sherri. What is taking you so long? Hurry up." Anne commanded.

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Joanna carefully creeped back up the stairs, her leather skirt rolling up showing off her stocking tops and panties once more. Not really the most suitable superhero outfit she thought to herself as she reached the top of the stairs and listened for noises.

".. what's taking so long? Hurry up!" She heard Anne barking at Michael. He seemed to be playing along as Sherri to keep her busy. Joanna peered across the kitchen from the doorway, she could see straight into the living room, and the back of Anne's head as she sat facing Michael. She had to move faster.

She walked into the kitchen and almost fell over in shock as she saw poor ralph. Laid in front of her was the hooded body of a man, strapped to the table, stretched and naked. His bottom was a sea of welts, a piece of paper rested across his buttocks with scribbles. Joanna approached the table and picked up the paper. "Property of Miss Anne" was scribbled on one side, "Ralphaella" on the other side. Her presence had alerted ralph, he started bucking and banging his cage in the table, as he tried to get her attention. Joanna looked round to the prepared table, covered in cakes and coffee. Was Anne going to have a tea party around ralph? The side board behind had sterile wipes and various piercing implements. Anne was about to turn him into a pin cushion! Joanna grabbed he sterile wipes and opened the pack, she needed to treat that bottom before anything else. She pushed down on the small of his back, pushing his cage against the table. She needed to stop that banging before Anne heard. ralph froze beneath her touch, maybe he knew? Joanna took the wipe, whispering as she wiped.

"Sorry ralphie, this might sting". ralph bucked and howled into his gag as Joanna treated his wounds.

Joanna moved round to the head of the table and began to unlace his hood. He needed to calm down and help her. The laces were tightly knotted, they weren't designed to be untied quickly. How long was Anne keeping him mute like this? She didn't have time to pick the knots and turned her attention to the ropes pulling his limbs. She had to get him out quickly. She unhooked the wrists and moved the coffee before unhooking the legs. ralph laid stone still, no panic and no escape. What had Anne done to him?! Joanna looked at his collar, a small flashing light on the black unit gave hint to its purpose. "Petsafe zx3000" written on side told Joanna why he was still stationary. Poor guy. Joanna unbuckled the strap and pulled it loose, throwing it on the sideboard next to the septum rings and Prince Albert studs. This woman was a fucking freak. She had got there just in time.

Joanna sat ralph up, resting on his sore bottom and then helped him stand. Immediately he dropped to his knees, his head against her calve.

"ralph! Nooooo. Get up!" She whispered pulling his hood and trying to get him to stand.

"Hello Miss Joan. What do you think you are doing with my property?"

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Anne knew something wasn't right. Sherri was taking too long with the cocktail. He was shaking and flapping. This was not what Sherri did.

"What is going on Sherri?" Anne enquired. Sherri froze. Quick make something up.

"I'm ill Miss. Joanna didn't feed me for 2 days."

"No. What the fuck are you doing Michael?" Anne raised her voice. From the other room ralph's banging was getting louder, he was bucking against his bonds, and Anne didn't miss a thing. Anne shot round and saw the leather skirt and stocking tops of a woman leaning over the table untying the shackles on her new toy. Anne tutted and stood, quickly walking through the hallway into the kitchen and towards Joanna.

Joanna froze as Anne spoke and turned holding ralph by the hood as she met the gaze of her former lover.

"I'm taking my husband home Anne." Joanna stood proud, Sherri behind Anne, unsure what to do next. ralph knelt, his head still bound and unable to make sense of any of the situation. The two Mistresses with their two slaves, a showdown.

"I think you better leave Joanna. You have no place here anymore. ralph is mine, he committed to me last night. Turn and leave, Joanna, turn and leave." Joanna stood defiant.

"No Anne. I don't know what game you think you are playing, you can't mess with peoples lives. You took advantage of me and I believed you. ralph is mine and he needs my care. Look what you've done to him!" Joanna was furious.

The doorbell rang at that moment, Anne sending Sherri to answer. Her eyes not leaving Joanna and ralph for one moment.

"Hello Anne. May I take a seat?" It was Maurice.

"Yes of course Maurice, Joanna was just leaving. That is ralph, he can sign without the hood coming off right?" Anne asked. Joanna scoffed and laughed, holding ralph closer to her in her tight grip.

"Well, erm, it's a bit usual Anne. He should really see the contract at least." Maurice suggested. He continued "but before then, I believe we have some other business to attend to?" Anne looked at Maurice with a quizzical look. Not as far as she knew.

"Yes Anne. Maurice please serve the papers." Michael stepped forward, past Anne, for the first time in a long time showing some assertion.

"What papers? What the fuck are you doing you little worm?" Anne was incredulous. Michael took the papers from Maurice as he held them from his briefcase, and turned and gave them to Anne.

"Anne. It's too much. I can't take it any more. I want out. This is the divorce." Anne rocked back on her heels. What was happening?! She has been played and served papers in her own house. "You can't do that Michael. You'll never work for me again!"

Michael interjected "I really don't care Anne. We are done." Joanna stepped back, pulling ralph with her, nearing the door.

"Wait, wait. Joanna - take that lousy slave. You can keep him. But Michael I will tear you in two." She threatened. Anne needed less complications all of the sudden.

"I'll tear this house in two Anne, I'll take half of what I am owed, everything." Anne didn't want to lose her house. She worked hard for everything she had. She didn't want Michael taking anything.

"You bastard!" Anne screamed. she paced the kitchen as 3 guests watched on with the mute ralph knelt below. Anne moved into business mode, thinking about property and assets. Protecting her investments was the key.

"Here's the deal. You walk out now, the three of you, and I'll keep everything. You are all free and I keep the house and everything in it. Maurice, you can witness this right?" Maurice choked as he was centre of attention.

"Well, yes, of course, if all parties agree?" Michael looked at Joanna, who nodded. Michael turned to Anne.

"Ok. It's a deal." Michael confirmed.

"And... " Anne continued. "I keep these keys for life." Anne held the keys around her neck in her fist, looking deeply into Michael's eyes. Michael shook his head, and grabbed at his cage. Joanna immediately widened her eyes, knowing the other key was her ralphie's. Michael and ralph permanently in chastity forever.

"You can't do that Anne" Joanna chipped in.

"Oh I can. When your husband signed his new work contract it was a clause in the babble he must have missed. These keys are my sole possession. Michael you signed the same contact. Maurice drew them both up. Didn't you Maurice?" Again all eyes turned to Maurice.

"Well, unfortunately yes. It was part of a deal to remove my own cage. The legal jargon nicely hides the clause. I was quite clever actually." Maurice took his glasses off and rubbed the lenses with a handkerchief. Michael looked at Joanna and then both took a deep sigh.

"Michael, this is your call. You are the one serving the divorce." Joanna offered.

"So leave now, house and contents is mine and you stay permanently in chaste and we have a deal. Agreed?" Anne was wrestling back the power.

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In the late afternoon sun, Joanna lead the naked ralph to the car over the sharp gravel. Michael helped holding ralph under one arm helping relieve the weight on the stones beneath. Joanne laid the still hooded ralph on the back seats and covered him with a blanket from the trunk. Then took the seat next to Michael. Michael has tears in his eyes, wiping his face as he started the engine.

"You did an amazing thing today Michael." Joanna patted his leg. "Would you be my Sherri? Come and be with me. I promise to care for you." Michael cried a little more, a tear rolling down his face.

"I'd love to." He replied. The car rolled out onto the drive passing Deano as they left. A lucky escape.

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ralph laid on the back seat of the car with no clue whatsoever what had just happened. He guessed the tattoo artist refused to etch his bottom. Then some altercation took place and he left with Anne in a car. However the hand that pulled him was more gentle, there was help getting him to the car and he wasn't bound or in pain. Maybe he had been sold? Maybe he was on his way to new owners? He was so disorientated he had no clue. He closed his eyes behind the hood and decided to get some sleep, he would probably need it for his new owners.

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Anne watched the car leave as she muttered under her breath.

"How the fuck could you do that to me Maurice?!" She shouted.

"Anne. Michael is my client too. He had every right to my counsel" Maurice explained. Ok. Not all was lost. The house was still hers. She had an idea. She picked up her phone and dialled a number as she watched Deano arrive.

"Mandy! It's Anne. Change of plan. Bring John over tonight. We have everyone here to begin. Let's get him initiated" she closed her phone and smiled. She would soon be CEO and John would belong to her, branded and pierced. Mandy too. She would still be a winner.

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It was getting late and the country lanes were dark and troublesome. Sherri checked the petrol and tutted.

"What's up Sherri?" Joanna asked.

"We are low on petrol, we won't make it back without stopping. A friend of mine lives just along the lane from Anne's house. He owns a Bed and Breakfast. Maybe we can stay there tonight, sort ralph out and then head home tomorrow once I walk and get some petrol to get us to the next town?" Joanna nodded. Seemed like a plan.

"Oh shit!" Joanna yelped. "tess!!" Joanna had completely forgotten about her in the excitement tonight. She worried as she thought through the situation.

"May I interject?" Sherri asked. "You took ralph to new places leaving him over night. Maybe it will be the step you need to break her too?" Joanna thought and nodded. He was right. She would be in pieces in the morning.

"Ok. Let's do it." Joanna agreed and Michael headed down the small lane to a lit house on the hill. ralph was nearly safe.

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Tess sat there as the sun disappeared behind the garden, the last shadows grew long and the darkness consumed the room. Tess gently sobbed as she sat there, unable to move, pee dripping from the chair into a puddle under her. She promised herself she would do anything for Joanna and respect her when she finally returned and release her.

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Sherri returned from the house jingling the key and a smile on his face.

"We're in. He was so over the moon I had left Anne, he gave it to us for free for the night." Sherri pointed to the outhouse and jumped back in the car, and rolled it over to the drive outside the converted barn. Joanna and Sherri got out and pulled ralph and helped drag him to the door and into the living room.