Isla Taes It All

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Isla calmly walked back down the hall to rejoin the party. She looked around at all the guests and then saw who she thought must have been Lady Katie by the number of people she was talking to. She wore a wide strapped forest green full length dress adorned with jewels and precious stones, she had long wavy honey blonde hair and what Isla guessed was about a 34C cup size. Isla didn't realize she was staring till she was awakened from her state.

"That is Lady Katherine the owner."

She turned to see Nige again with a fresh tray of drinks.

"Perhaps another?" He said in his thick English accent.

"Yes, thank you," Isla replied, smiled and took another glass and Nige went on his way.

Isla kept making her way through the array of guests eyeing Lady Katie while taking sips from her glass. Lady Katie's chest looked like she was dripping with diamonds that hung around her neck, more diamonds dangled from her earlobes, a matching diamond bracelet around her right wrist and gold rings around some of her fingers. Isla took a few steps in Katie's direction without being obvious but still keeping a distance and saw she had blue eyes. The deep pools of blue gave her face a fresh look with a light touch of makeup. Katie looked at Isla just for a moment then went back to the conversation she was having with two men. Isla stood back to bide her time and wait for an opportunity to approach her. Isla looked around the hall as she waited for Katie to be free. She again admired the elegance of the decor and wondered how much was original and what was added or updated later on.

"Arts and crafts period, John Dobson 1842," came a voice from behind her.

'Damn' she thought people love to sneak up on me from behind as she turned to see Katie right in front of her.

"Katie Spencer," she said, extending her hand.

"Felicia Conrad," Isla replied (she never revealed her real name to victims) and shook her hand lightly. "Quite the estate, I assume security is top notch?"

"Private security, yes," Katie replied looking to see if she could see Cynthia patrolling anywhere. She didn't but assumed she was doing her job somewhere on the grounds.

Isla could sense that Katie wasn't one of those old, stuffy, stuck-up, ready to die heiresses. She was very young and seemed to be up with the times. She noticed parts of a green tattoo peeking out from behind the wide straps of her dress.

"Would you..." Katie started.

"I'd love a tour," Isla cut her off though not sure that was what she was going to ask.

Katie paused for a moment.

"Very well. Nige?" She called and waved him over. "I am going to give this nice lady a tour, please keep all glasses full and keep an eye on things. I do not see Cynthia around."

"Yes ma'am" Nige replied.

Katie then locked arms with Isla and began to walk down the hall. "Nige has worked for my parents since before I was born. He has been here all my life, tremendous help."

Katie opened the first door on the left and turned on the light.

"This here is the library. Many years of collecting beginning with my great great grandparents. Many of the books are first or very early editions. Last count was 1382 books, and no have not read them all," Katie said with little laugh.

She turned off the light as they exited the room and closed the door and they left and headed to the next room.

"This room," Katie said, opening the door and turning on the light, "is obviously the billiard room. Do you play Felicia?"

"Oh yes I played several games. I am not very skilled at it but I enjoy playing it."

Again they left the room and continued down the hall.

"Next we have the study..."

Just as Katie was about to reach for the doorknob Isla grabbed her arm and Katie looked at her a little shocked.

"I am sorry," Isla began. "But if you've seen one study you've seen them all. I am curious to where that door leads," she said pointing to a door on the back wall of the hall.

"Oh come."

They arrived at the door and Katie opened the door and turned on the light that lit up a staircase leading down into darkness.

"This is the cellar."

Isla started to head down the staircase and Katie held her locked arm tightly not allowing Islam to move.

"What's the matter?"

Katie was scared stiff. "I'm...I...I never go down there."

Isla could feel Katie trembling.

"Ever? What about your parents?"

"They never went down there either."

Isla tugged at Katie's arm again, and again she resisted

"Oh come now I am with you, don't be scared."

Isla and Katie slowly crept down the staircase, the wood stairs creaking and squeaking below them. When they got to the bottom they reached for another light switch and when they switched it on nothing happened the cellar remained dim. Isla took out her little flashlight and started to look around the room. She saw a table with items on it including four large candlesticks with candles on them and an open pack of matches on the table too.

"Let me light these," Isla said as she began lighting the candles which gave the room some light.

Isla examined other items on the table. A roll of silver duct tape, a small tool chest, a hammer, and a pair of work gloves. She assumed this may have been a workshop for whoever used to live here. Isla moved the candle along the wall and noticed a few horse bridles, reins and a few riding crops hanging on the wall and three saddles on the floor.

"I guess they ran out of room in the stables. How many horses do you have Katie?"

"Four."

Isla noticed another door with a latch lock on it.

"What is that door to?" Isla asked Katie pointing to it.

"I don't know."

Isla and Katie walked slowly side by side to the door. Isla slowly lifted the latch and opened the door which screeched loudly. She reached on the wall and turned on the light, the room lit up. It was a large, almost fully stocked wine cellar.

"My gosh Katie you might have tens of thousands or maybe hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of wine here."

Isla took a random bottle out of the rack and looked at it.

"1869 Château Lafite, about $230,000 on this bottle alone."

"Are you a wine connoisseur, Felicia?"

"No, just knowledgeable about a lot," she said and put the bottle back in the rack.

She could sense Katie was still a little uneasy being in the cellar. She also noticed she was becoming a little attracted to Katie. She didn't know what it was, this never happened to her before, she almost felt bad about robbing her, but it was her job. Katie turned and started to leave the wine cellar and Isla followed her.

"This is scary down here," Katie exclaimed looking around.

"You should always face your fears," Isla said back as she reached for duct tape from the table.

"What about..." Katie started.

The duct tape went over Katie's mouth, she struggled to speak and break free of Isla's grasp. Isla then forced Katie's hands behind her back and taped them together. Isla turned her around to face her, Katie's face was more shocked than scared. She lowered the straps of Katie's green dress letting it pool at the floor. She was left in a matching pair of green bra and panties. Isla could see through the straps of her bra Katie's tattoos of a pair of intertwined roses on the front of each of her shoulders, that was what she had seen peeking out from her dress. She reached behind and undid Katie's bra and let it fall and gasped when she saw that Katie had both nipples pierced with a silver dumbbell in each.

"Wow you are a slut." Isla said and tugged the dumbbells causing Katie to moan through the tape.

She grabbed Katie roughly by the hair and dragged her towards the table and bent her over it. Then she pulled down and removed her panties. She ran her hand over Katie's soft smooth ass. Isla was getting hot and didn't want to ruin her dress so she disrobed till she was naked.

"You stay right there," Isla demanded of her.

Isla walked over to the wall and picked up a bridle and riding crop and walked back over to Katie. Isla reached in front of her and ripped the tape off Katie's mouth.

"Ahhhhhhh," she screamed in pain.

Whack. Isla's hand came down sharply on Katie's ass causing her to squeal and tears pricked her eyes. Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack. Isla kept spanking her, making her cheeks turn pink. Katie squealed with every smack.

"Now open wide," Isla asked.

Katie shook her head defiantly.

Isla brought down her hand on Katie's ass again, whack.

"Owww," Katie cried out again.

It was then that Isla fitted the bridle in her mouth. Then with some difficulty attached it to her head as best she could. She also took the tape off Katie's hands.

"Now up," Isla said she pulled her up by the hair to a standing position.

"Now prance for me horsey," Isla said.

Katie didn't move.

"Prance," Isla screamed and whipped her once on the ass with the riding crop.

Katie started walking around the cellar.

"Prance horsey get those knees up higher," Isla said.

She was driving Katie all over the cellar spanking her with the riding crop. Spank, spank, spank spank, spank, spank, spank. Katie sobbed not only from the whipping but also the humiliation. She felt like she was a pony in a show.

"That's enough, good horsey," Isla said. "Now get your hands and knees horsey."

With tears streaming down her face Katie got her hands and knees. She couldn't believe how low she has sunk to be treated like this and not stop it.

"Horses are ridden," Isla said and straddled Katies back and started grinding her pussy on her back. "Come on horsey, trot." Isla commanded as she gave a few swats with the crop.

Katie could feel the light hairs on Isla's pussy on her back as she grinded back. Katie's tears fell from her cheeks as she crawled along the floor.

"Whoa horsey." Isla ordered and pulled back on the bridle and Katie froze.

She got off Katie's back and took off the bridle. Katie coughed and saliva fell from her mouth.

"Now back over the table Katie," Isla commanded.

Katie bent over the table again. Isla sucked two of her fingers and slowly slid them in Katie's tight pussy and started finger fucking her slowly.

"Uuuunnnnggg," Katie groaned.

Isla began to fuck her faster and pushed in a third finger. Katie couldn't hold it back, she loved this and her juices began to flow, and her clit started to swell. Due to her position in society she guarded her submissive tendencies.

Isla started fingering her faster, her hand almost a blur.

"Fuck me, fuck me, please make me cum," Katie cried out her body giving up to the ecstasy.

"Oh yes that's good girl," Isla replied with a smile.

Isla removed her fingers and smiled as they dripped with Katie's juices. She then got a devious idea and slowly began to push her well lubricated fingers in Katie's tight ass.

"Owwww no," Katie cried out in agony having never had anything in her ass before. "Please no, please stop."

"No way, not till you cum you dirty whore."

"Oh gosh," Katie moaned and her legs started to shake and her body writhed.

With a final grunt she let go and came, her juices ran down her legs and Isla's finger slowed their pumping in her ass before removing them. Isla smiled looking down at a panting Katie covered in sweat.

"Only a true slut can cum from being taken in the ass," Isla said smugly.

Katie fell to a sitting position on the floor looking up at Isla. Her face stained with tears and her makeup running. Isla stood in front of Katie and spread her legs slightly and started to relieve herself, urinating all over Katie's face and body.

"Mmmmmm," Isla cooed.

She wiped herself with Katie's dress. Then she began to dress and turned to leave. She headed up the stairs as Katie remained on the floor still panting, glistening with urine. She looked out the door of the cellar and saw the party was winding down. She quietly slipped out leaving the cellar door open in case it locked from the outside, she didn't want to lock Katie in the cellar. Isla headed out back through the garden, back to her suitcase. She changed back into her black outfit, picked up the suitcase and left the premises.

The party had ended and Nige was doing a final check of all rooms in the manor to make sure nobody was left or remained behind. He opened the door to study and saw Cynthia there still tied up and struggling.

"Oh my gosh Ms. Manning!" He said in shock.

He quickly began to untie her and she hurriedly dressed. As they both exited the study they heard footsteps and saw the open cellar door. Cynthia drew her pistol as Lady Katie stumbled out.

Two days later dressed very professionally in a black pantsuit and white blouse Isla entered the building of her employer Harper. She walked through the majestic hallway adorned with statues and art pieces towards her office. She knocked on the door.

"Come in," came the voice from the other side.

Isla entered the room, said nothing, walked towards the desk and handed Harper the diamond in a soft felt bag so as not to damage it. Harper took out the diamond as well as her loupe to inspect it.

"Exquisite," she exclaimed.

Isla just stood in front of the desk looking somewhat impatient.

"A very good job Isla," Harper said.

She reached into her desk and took a cashier check for the remaining $3,900,000.00 and handed it to Isla.

"Thank you," Isla said as she put the check in her purse, turned and left.