GODDESS CHEVELLE THE EBONY DOMINA by Hamlet GODDESS CHEVELLE THE BLACK DOMME GODDESS RAAJAH ARRIVES IN FRANCE IN FULL PURSUIT OF HER ENEMY by Hamlet It was a lovely sunny afternoon as Goddess Raajah was driving down the A1 though Lincolnshire in the direction of Folkestone in Kent heading for France and ultimately her enemy Sir Graham. Everything had been going so successfully for her in her first conflict in her determination to assert herself as the Mistress of Grantham. She had entered Sir Graham's Barrowby Golf Club and her Associate Goddess Chevelle the Black Domme and her had easily beaten the goons he had sent against her showing to everyone here amazing fighting skills. They had entered the Golf Club and Goddess Chevelle had given the manager Watkins a damned good thrashing right in front of the members. Goddess Chevelle had entered Sir Graham's house and had broken into it beating up one of the guards and then obtaining his address in France. After thrashing Watkins she had given one of the crowds at the Golf Club who was watching her a good hard slapping as he had shown her bad attitude. She said he would face the same again if she ever caught him displaying bad attitude again. She told him that he if he showed her disrespect once more he would face the same punishment as Watkins. She took his wallet and took out £100 in cash for her protection money telling him that he had better make regular payments or else! Goddess Chevelle had left Watkins sprawled on the table bellowing with pain as her cane had cut deep cuts in his skin. Blood was streaming in a torrent on the floor. She had given him a real hard merciless thrashing. She had used him as an example to terrify the whole crowd at the Golf Club into realizing that she and Goddess Rajah were their new Mistresses. Goddess Raajah had then driven to Sir Graham's home Barrowby Hall a huge mansion set on a hill with 35 rooms in all. This would be her new home and office from where she would operate as the Mistress of Grantham. She would throw out any of his rubbish she did not want and completely refurbish the place with all the money that was coming in as she knew that Goddess Chevelle and her would soon be millionaireses!. She then ordered all his goons to leave the area completely as they were unemployed as far as she was concerned and told them if she ever saw their faces within 5 miles of Grantham she would personally beat then to a pulp. They could see her sheer size and power and obeyed at once especially after the beating they had seen that had been given by the two Ebony Dommes at the Golf Club She told them to leave immediately or they would face the end of her cane and naturally they obeyed at once! She also told Goddess Chevelle that while she was in France pursuing Sir Graham, she would be the Mistress of Grantham with full power to do what she liked to enforce order and to collect protection money. She knew her to be a a complete sadist and would show no mercy whatsoever. She believed in ruling by love and fear whereas Goddess Chevelle only believed in rule by fear only. Goddess Chevelle would instigate a real One Woman Reign of Terror in which the rule would be pay up and obey or else! Goddess Raajah took over one of Sir Grahams cars as hers had to be repaired after his goons had shot at it, just like she would take over the rest of his property. Any of his property she did not want such as his clothes would go straight into the skip. She drove then to her house in Grantham where she changed into a skin tight black leather cat suit with thigh length boots ready to do some very serious fighting. She packed a bag including knives,knuckledusters leather chords whips and two guns in case Sir Graham tried to have her shot again. She also remembered to pack a bullet proof vest so that she would be impregnable against bullets. She drove as fast as she could down the A1 towards London almost certainly breaking the speed limits but not caring if the police stopped her as she had dealt with the police before. She decided again to call Sir Graham determined to humiliate him. 'Well Sir Graham it looks like the game's well and truly up! My Associate the Black Domme Goddess Chevelle has found your address in France and I'm heading straight from it now What's more there's no escape from me as my advanced Norselandic mobile phone can locate you wherever you go! I know that your helicopter just above Nantes in France heading south.' 'Why you bloody witch Raajah! There's no stopping you is there! Why don't you leave me alone for God's sake I've never done anything to you!' 'Look here Sir Graham you've lost and I've won! Why don't you turn that helicopter around and I might let you off with a severe beating and I might not make you a cripple for life! You've lost everything! I've just moved into your house and made it my own property and soon I will throw all your belongings including all your clothes into a skip! I'm now driving your car in which I will take you as my prisoner back to England ' 'My Associate Goddess Chevelle and I have beaten your goons to a complete pulp. She has just given your manager Watkins 15 strokes of the crop and he may not be able to walk again she beat him so hard; I am about to take over all your businesses. I will also take over your house in France once I have captured you! You face the prospect of being destitute, homeless and in a wheelchair for the rest of your life!' 'You won't get away with this Raajah! You might be a big tough lady but something must stop you!' 'You've lost and I've won Sir Graham! Why don't you just admit it and surrender to me?' He hung up the phone as she had demolished him in argument once more something, she loved doing and she was determined to demolish him physically too as an example to anyone in Grantham who dared defy her authority and power! She was soon in Folkestone and was ready to put the car on the ferry to France. As she walked through the boat and stood on the deck she could tell everyone was petrified of her the sheer size of her dressed totally in black leather was enough to strike fear in all the passengers as people would avoid her and give up their seats for her. She exuded sheer power and domination. She enjoyed the ferry crossing preferring it to the Channel Tunnel and soon could see the French coast in the distance. She was ready to drive the car into Calais. She was soon driving south down the A12 passing through Calais and then Boulogne. As she was nearing the town of �taples� or� �taples-sur-Mer� was a small town � in the� Pas-de-Calais� department� in northern� France. It was a fishing and leisure port on the� Canche� river. on the coast She began to feel tired. She drove down a road called Rue Rivage. There was a small hotel called the Escal that had two stars. She strutted in her usual forceful manner as if she owned the place. She went straight up to the man who was at the reception and spoke to him in her fluent French. 'I want a room for the night and something to eat now! 'Je veux une chambre pour la nuit et quelque chose � manger maintenant! He spoke to me in a rather haughty tone that she could not stand. ' I will see Madame if we have any vacancies.' 'Je verrai Madame si nous avons des postes vacants.' She was tired and angry She suddenly grabbed him hard by the neck in her leather gloved hand in one of her excruciatingly painful choke holds I want a room now and something to eat you arsehole!' 'Je veux une chambre maintenant et quelque chose � manger vous trou de trou!' AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!1 he yelled YES, MADAME CERTAINLY!!!! OUI MADAME CERTAINEMENT!!!! Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com