MARCIA AND GRACE PROCEED TO TAKE REVENGE ON A GANGSTER FOR SWINDLING AN OLD MAN
by Hamlet



Marcia comforted Her poor client Geoffrey an elderly man who was weeping in
Her strong protective leather clad arms in the offices of Her new business I
Love Vengeance ILV. All his savings had been completely cleaned out by a crook
called Jim Baker whom Marcia was determined to get rid off like all the other
scumbags in the area. What made him even more miserable was that he had been
round to Jim's office to speak to him and had been thrown out the door by a
couple of his thugs while Jim had shouted at him 'F""k off you old geezer and
don't ever come back!"

Jim Baker passed himself off as a financial advisor to the elderly. He made
out he wanted to help them preserve the savings that they had worked so hard
to acquire and to help them invest their money in securities that were safe,
He implied that he was selling no risk securities. As soon as his clients
turned their money over to him, he cleaned out their accounts and took their
money for himself. He generated some false paperwork that indicated that the
securities that he had invested their money in had suddenly gone broke, so
they had lost their money.

Geoffrey lived in a retirement home Manor Park in east London. He had been
very comfortable financially. He had given a significant portion of his estate
to Jim Baker to invest for him after hearing a sales presentation he had made
at a resident's meeting at the retirement home.

Geoffrey had received the news that all his money was lost last week. He was
convinced that Jim had somehow stolen their money. He was so angry about it
fumed, but the Police said there was nothing they could do. Investments were
risky. The Police had gone to see Jim and he had produced the bogus stock
reports showing a big loss.

"Hell, I even had a lot of my own money invested here. I've personally lost a
lot along with them" he had claimed lying as usual. As far as the Police were
concerned, as they had explained to Geoffrey, the case was closed.

Then Geoffrey had found a short ad in the local newspaper he had picked up. It
read:

VICTIMS OF ABUSE!

Been abused or mistreated? No satisfaction from the Police? Maybe I can help.

Contact Me Marcia. I am an experience bouncer fist fighter and martial artist
and am quite prepared to deal with your abuser as viciously as you like!

I also offer Therapy for those who have been mistreated. I am an expert Neuron
Linguistic Programmer and Therapist and can offer counseling and help to those
afflicted by crime or mistreatment from domestic violence.

I LOVE VENGEANCE!

"Hello" came the answer on the third ring. "Is this I Love Vengeance" Geoffrey
asked.

"Yes it is" was the answer from the other end.

"I hope you can help me" Geoffrey said.

He stated that he lived in Manor Park resident's home. He then went on to
explain his problem with Jim.

"What is your full name, Madam?" he asked.

"Call Me Marcia" said the low voice. "Do you have a picture of this Jim"
Marcia asked.

"All I have is his address and phone number of his office" was the reply.

"My service is very special and very expensive" Marcia said.

He spoke right up.

" I can pay you £1000 plus one percent of everything you recover from him."

"How much money are we talking about?" Marcia wanted to know.

'£1 million!'

Marci swallowed hard. £2000 if She could force Jim to return the money he had
stole from him.

Marcia got the address which was in Ilford and phone number and said She would
contact them when She had something to report. The next day She received a
cheque for £1000 from Geoffrey She called Her contact Grace the Black Domme
who would accompany Her on the Mission to find out what She could about Jim
Baker.

Grace found out he had a history of con man schemes and for violence. He had
been in prison once and arrested several times since then, but no one had been
able to make the charges stick. He also had a history of violence and
extortion. She even found a fairly recent picture of him. He was in his mid
forties, a fairly big man, with white hair, which gave him a rather
distinguished look. He was running to fat with a protruding gut, but he
dressed in very expensive suits which were tailored to hide it.

"This is going to be fun" Marcia thought as She looked at Jim's picture.

She checked Her schedule. No trips for sessions planned for two weeks. "This
would be the perfect time to go to Ilford ." She thought. "It is only a half
hour drive for me" Marcia decided to go with Grace straight there She packed
what She thought She would need for this case and left immediately for Her
destination. She made a phone call to Jim Baker .

When She got him on the phone She said "I have just put My mother in Manor
Park .I need someone here to manage Her money for her. The administration at
gave Me your phone number. Could I come your office?"

Jim was sitting on the edge of his chair.

"Could you come to my office?" he asked. "Certainly' he replied.

He made an appointment for Marcia to come and see him at 8:00PM that evening.
Marcia then called Geoffrey and filled him in.

"By the end of the evening, I hope to have a commitment from him to return
your money." She told them. She set about preparing for Jim Baker

� She took a long hot bath, luxuriating in the tub, soaking. She then
proceeded to get dressed. First She put on what She considered Her beating
outfit. Leather hot pants with a tight leather halter top leaving Her powerful
arms and shoulders exposed. She wore calf length boots and tight leather
gloves It was 7:25PM by the time. She finished doing Her hair, which She put
in a single long braid down Her back. She then put on a long skin-tight
leather dress.

She met Grace at Her office. Originally from Jamaica where punishment was
"lovingly" administered both in the home and at school, little did Grace know
that Her earlier childhood years was to be the beginning and shaping of Her
naturally very strict and dominant persona. You could say She was a Lifestyle
Dominatrix qualified by a lifetime experience. As a Dominatrix She advertised
herself as enjoying the art of Seduction and Control whilst looking after Her
client's interests. She was very forceful , directive and creative with an
exploring mind and a seductive flare. Her early years of punishment gave Her a
thirst for violence with no fear of the unknown hence Her understanding of
pain and how to inflict it on Her victims. She knew how to be both teasing and
ruthless. She specialized in ball busting Cock and Ball Torture , corporal
punishment and wanted to practice these in real life instead of just fantasy
just like Her fellow Domme Siren. She was a very big strong Black Woman almost
as big as Marcia with huge muscular arms that She had developed as a result of
a lifetime of beating and torturing Her victims. She was dressed to kill in a
long black latex dress. Underneath She wore a tight latex bra that exposed Her
huge mammaries tight leather shorts and long shiny thigh length boots with 6"
heels.

They both kissed passionately as Marcia said to Her.

"Come on Grace let's fix that bastard Jim and his thugs!'

"I can't wait to kick some ass Marcia!"

. Promptly at 8:00PM Marcia knocked on the door of Jim's large office. Marcia
and Grace greeted him. Behind him stood two gorillas as ugly as each other
whose names Marcia found out to be Eddie and Charlie .Their father had named
them after the Richardson's a notorious gang in the 1960's in London. Less
well remembered than their rivals the Krays, they nevertheless had a
reputation in their heyday as being some of London's most infamous and
sadistic gangsters .Like the Richardsons Eddie and Charlie specialised in
sadistic methods of torture that Eddie Richardson had specialised in; victims
were hauled in front of them . in a mock trial. Then the punishments were
handed out, anything from beatings to more severe forms of torture; whippings,
cigarette burning, teeth being pulled out with pliers. Marcia was determiined
to give them a taste of their own medicine only even worse!

Marcia recognized Jim immediately from his picture. He offered them a drink
from the mini-bar. Jim had a scotch and water. Marcia settled for just bottled
water while Grace asked for a cup of tea, not wanting anything to affect Their
thinking or reaction time for what They had planned that evening.

Jim quickly launched into his sales presentation and asked how much money was
being considered. Marcia gave him a dazzling smile.

"Around £1 million " She answered. Jim swallowed hard. This could be one of
his biggest scores yet.

About thirty minutes into the conversation Marcia casually asked. "Do you know
someone called Geoffrey?

"Why do you ask?" was Jim's reply.

"He certainly seems to know you." Marcia said. "Before we discuss My mother
any further, I should clear up your misunderstanding with this man ." She said
in a menacing tone.

"I think you had better be going now both of you! I don't want to talk abut my
client's affairs as they are confidential " Jim said beginning to lose his
cool.

"In fact we are going to come to an agreement tonight on how you are going to
repay him " Marcia continued as if Jim had not even spoken.

She stood up. Jim for the first time realized how big She was dwarfing him
completely . In Her 3 inch heels She stood over seven feet feet tall, and the
sleeveless dress emphasized Her gigantic arms,Her large waist, Her wide back,
extremely broad shoulders and heavily muscled arms.

Grace also stood up emphasising Her massive arms too, Her height that was a
nearly as tall as Marcia's and Her muscular shoulders too. He felt a slight
twinge of fear as he looked at the two big Black Women standing right in front
of him.

He stared in amazement as Marcia's and Grace proceeded to unzip Their dresses
and slowly remove them in front of him. He was even more surprised when he saw
They was not standing there in Their underwear, but in what They considered to
be Their fighting and beating outfits. Marcia was a spectacular sight in Her
halter top and calf length boots and leather gloves. Grace was just as
stunning wearing Her tight leather bra showing off Her massive mammaries Her
long latex gloves with long high heeled thigh length boots.

"Why did you take off your dresses?" he asked nervously.

"Blood" Marcia replied.

"Huh?" from Jim.

"Blood" Marcia repeated. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to get blood out
of the leather and latex materials in those dresses?" She asked. Jim now had a
confused look on his face.

"It is damn near impossible, so We have to take precautions not to get blood
on them ."

Jim stood up, Marcia's nose was next to his head, because She didn't back up
when he stood up.

"What the hell are you talking about, blood?"

"Your blood, of course, My dear Jim."

" Oh, I can see you are confused about this. Let Me explain. I have been
retained by Geoffrey to get his money back. Now I am going to give you a
chance right now to give it back without Me having to hurt you. However, if
you don't agree to return the money in full, I am going to beat you to a pulp
and My Friend Grace and I will take care of your goons too and beat them to a
bloody pulp too. By that time you and your goons would agree to anything to
get Us to stop the beating, so why not save yourself and your thugs a lot of
pain and suffering and give Me Geoffrey's money?"

She walked straight towards him towering right over him with Her massively
superior size.

'GIVE ME HIS MONEY NOW!!

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