Something was wrong. Cheryl realised it even as she crawled along submissively behind her Mistress, Lily Allen into the Club. Lily was nervous and jumpy and not at all like the confident, dominant young woman that Cheryl had served now for a couple of months.
They cut quite the sight as they moved through the Club. Lily was clad in a form fitting red, leather cat suit with black high heeled ankle boots and her black hair tied in a severe ponytail on her head. Cheryl meanwhile (complete with blonde wig over her shaven skull) was nude, her sexy, slim body on full display for the patrons. She had a large metal collar around which the leash Lily held was attached and protruding from Cheryl 's backside was a dog's tail which was on the end of a dildo jammed into her tight asshole.
"Come on bitch, hurry it up, we do not want to be late!"
Snarled Lily all the while almost dragging her slave along, and wishing she could have allowed Cheryl Cole onto her legs to walk this part but knowing that someone somewhere would see it and report it if she did.
Finally they reached the locked room at the back of the Club, where you only got in my invitation. It had taken Lily Allen a long time to get invited into here and in fact, though she didn't like to admit to it, she was only here now because of who her slave was - The Black Queen wanted Cheryl Cole desperately apparently. At the large imposing wooden door Lily was frisked and checked by burly female guards before she was allowed to enter.
The chamber she entered was spacious and palatial. Twin rows of black pillars ran up either side of the room and at the head were a series of stone steps that led to a platform on which there were three thrones. The red throne on the left sat empty. The white throne on the right was occupied by Pippa Middleton while the large black one ion the centre was sat on by Kate Middleton - Princess of the People!
Then, without bidding, Lily Allen dropped onto her knees, lowered her eyes and bowed forward in honour of being granted this audience with Kate. She knew she had to wait for the order to stand but it was not forthcoming. Indeed, rather than movement from before her there was noise behind her and another entrant into the Royal Chamber. Lily risked a peek round and was surprised and disheartened to see her rival Mistress Jessie J strut into the room also clad in a red cat suit! Jessie was leading one of her new slaves, the bouncy beauty from Coronation Street, Michelle Keegan and mirroring Lily's action she stopped and dropped to her knees to pay respect to the 29 year old Duchess Of Cambridge.
"Welcome ladies to The Court. I believe you each have a suitable tribute for me? Ms Allen, you may stand and bring yours here."
Lily got to her feet and tugged at Cheryl's leash and marched up the large stone stairs with Cheryl crawling on behind her.
"Here she is Mistress. I present and give to you Cheryl Cole."
Kate gave a cool smile as Cheryl was left on the floor kneeling before her. It was her sister, Pippa that got up to inspect her though. The younger brunette walked slowly around Cheryl, staring at her sexy body, feeling it, testing it then she ran her hand through Cheryl's hair before suddenly jerking her hand up and ripping Cheryl's life like wig from her head to reveal her shaven skull. Kate nodded her approval.
"Very good, she will suffice, you may step down now Lily. Jessie bring your tribute to me now."
Through the same process Jessie J led Michelle Keegan up and presented he to the Royal sisters. Michelle's gorgeous hair did not come off but her large tits had big, steel rings pierced through them and her lower back had a tattoo that read "Kate's Kunt".
Pippa inspected her too, pulling at the nipple rings and checking her tattoo. She gave a nod to her older sister.
"Very good Jessie. You too may step down. Wait beside Lily. Pippa, get Liz through she can take these two sluts through to the play room I rather fancy we shall have some fun with them later."
Pippa picked up and rang a little gold bell on the arm of her white throne and Elizabeth Hurley appeared, complete in tiny, sexy French maid's outfit. She walked up the steps and received her instructions before taking Cheryl's leash in one hand and Michelle's in the other and then led them away through a side door off the Royal Chamber. The Duchess got to her feet and slowly descended the steps to stand before the two young singers both dressed in red. Jessie and Lily stood to attention each aware that they were in direct competition now.
"Ladies,you are aware that I have an opening here in The Court for a Red Queen. That insufferable little cunt Zara refused the role so I am opening the position up to an outsider. Both of you have brought me a suitable tribute and for that I thank you. Now you will have the opportunity to win the position for a probationary period, to see if you fit in or not. To decide which of you shall fill this position I am proposing a little competition. Do you both agree to this?"
Kate's voice was plumby, poised and measured but held a menace that was unmistakable. However, both Lily and Jessie readily agreed.
"Oh good. Maid!"
Her call and snap of her fingers were swiftly answered by Keira Knightly and Victoria Beckham appearing also dressed in sexy, black and white French maid outfits. They stood to attention and listened carefully as Kate addressed them.
"Help our guests out of their outfits and take them to the appropriate positions on either side. Make sure they are facing each other."
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Liz Hurley walked the Duchess's two newest slaves into a room that had a large, red, heart shaped bed in the centre. She unclipped their leashes and pushed both onto the bed. They looked up at her obediently.
"The Duchess will be in to see you properly later, until then the two of you get on the bed, in a sixty nine position and you lick and suck each other until someone tells you to stop. There are cameras and microphones throughout the room watching and taping you. You do not speak to each other at all. You do not make either of you cum. You just lay there and lick each other until told otherwise. Understand you common little cunts?"
Liz's voice held nothing but disdain for the two younger girls and she sneered as they pathetically nodded their agreement.
"Then get on with it!"
Liz turned on her heel and left them, eager to view the competition in the main room. Cheryl looked into the large, doe eyes of Michelle and watched as the busty young actress pushed herself further up the bed and parted her legs. Clearly she would start on her back. Looking at Michelle's neatly trimmed snatch Cheryl Cole licked her lips and crawled up the bed and turned, hovered over her lithe companion and then dropped her head down and began to tongue at the sweet lips as Michelle reciprocated the action at the other end.
*
Back in the main room both Lily and Jessie had been helped out of their red outfits. Kate and Pippa watched on as the celebrity maids took the clothes, stored them in a pile then led their charge to stand between two of the pillars on either side of the room and guided their limbs into shackles so that they were spread in a large X shaped between the pillars, their ankles and wrists spread wide. Once both dominant brunettes were secured the Royal sisters stood in the centre of the room and looked to both sides of the room at the two candidates.
"As I explained Ladies, you are in a competition to determine just who will sit upon the Red Throne as The Red Queen in my Court. You know the privileges and advantages that will bring so I will not explain further. The competition is thus. Myself and Pippa shall take our favourite riding crops and come round behind you, we shall take turns whipping you. The first candidate to make any noise, a whimper, a scream, anything. Shall be deemed the loser. Understand? The winner shall be deemed the Red Queen, at least for the probationary period. Do you understand?"