THE BIG BOSS LADY AND THE BLACK DOMME by Hamlet DIONNE THE BLACK DOMME FORCEFULLY CONFRONTS A GANGSTER Dionne the Black Domme sat cross legged in the armchair of the office of the nightclub owner Jimmy Branson in Birmingham.He owned a whole string of nightclubs in the Midlands and was now almost a millionaire .He lived in a large mansion just north of Daventry . He was even wealthier than Sir Brian Mistress' Pleasuredome's the Big Boss Lady(BBL) enemy whom She was pursuing in France with another Black Mistress Tamika. Dionne was dressed as usual to kill. She was wearing thigh length boots with 6" heels and a tight leather basque that exposed Her enormous Black mammaries.She wore a tight studded collar around Her neck and long skin tight leather gloves exposing Her huge muscular arms.Around Her waist She wore a whole armoury ,including handcuffs, knuckledusters and knives .She was every inch a One WomanArmy and fighting machine! Dionne had come to his office to collect protection money and to ensure that Bransson would hand over 10% of the turnover of his businesses to the BBL and to Her the Black Domme. She also would make sure by force that he would show total obedience and submission to Her and the BBL's wills. She had strode past the 2 goons who were standing by the door as if She owned the place not frightened of anything at all knowing that She was quite capable of beating them to a pulp just as She had beaten Sir Brian's goons before! She had in Her leather gloved hand the letter that had been sent to all the residents of Daventry including Bransson himself by the BBL Mistress Pleasuredome Herself.She read it feeling so proud to be the BBL's Associate! MISTRESS PLEASUREDOME'S LETTER TO THE RESIDENTS OF DAVENTRY Dear Subject From today you are My Property and subject and I am Mistress Pleasuredome The Big Boss Lady. I am your Queen and Ruler. I own you body, spirit and soul. You are as much My Property as My clothes or My boots. You are effectively no longer a person. You are a Slave and Object. My Queen Dom has begun. It is a My Rule established on earth. The past has gone a New Order has begun and has started here in Daventry. I Mistress Pleasuredome rule with Love and Fear simply because I am superior to you in every way. I am an invincible fighter who has demonstrated beyond doubt that I always win. I am superior to you as a subject in every way, mentally and physically. When you are in My presence you are effectively in the presence of Royalty and of a Goddess. You will stand to absolute attention in My presence and only move or speak when ordered to. You only exist at all on this earth because I allow you to. From today you will lead a 'Godly Sober and Righteous life' If you do you will survive and I will show you Love and Mercy. If you do not I will torture you to death! So be warned! These are the Rules of the Queen Dom-they must be obeyed WITHOUT QUESTION. At the same time She had in Her hand his reply written in his semi literate way as a person who could hardly read and write at all as he wrote in the Cockney accent he spoke in. 'Who the f---k do you fimk u are Pleasauredome?I ain't noones f---g property specially a f----k woman and a black whoar! You aint gonna ger no money outta me you f---k bitch! The letter wasa scrawled on a dirty piece of paper.What a completely semi literate pig he was! She had read all about his criminal past and was prepared to break his criminal empire forever.He had come to the Midlands from East London from Bethnal Green where he was a gangster running a protection racket himself. He specialised in collecting from Bangladeshi and Chinese restaurants .She realised he was a thoroughly nasty piece of work and would specialise in getting his goons to hold the hands of his victims in boiling hot cooking oil if they did not pay up. From the proceeds of his crimes he had bought up a nightclub in Whitechapel called Caesar's Den. The place was a real den of iniquity ! Customers would be charged extortionate prices for drinks and often drinks would be spiked and once the customers were comatose his goons would search their pockets and remove their wallets and purses. Drug dealing was rife and Bransson had become heavily involved in drug dealing .He was also ruthless in dealing with rival nightclubs and any nightclub within 5 mile radius faced the prospect of being firebombed. It had happened to a rival nightclub in East London called Dianas where he had got his goons to chuck a Molotov cocktail through the window at 3 AM. The place was burnt to the ground within a few hours. Needless to say Bransson denied all responsibility and in fact sent flowers to the funeral of one of the security guards who died in the blaze! From there Bransson had moved out of London and had bought a huge mansion just outside Daventry He saw that there were rich pickings in the Midlands .Soon he had established six nightclubs in Northampton Leicester Nottingham Coventry and now he had acquired 2 in Birmingham the largest of all being the Worlds Palace where Dionne was now sitting ready to confront him . He used the same methods he had used in London only he was now even more of a criminal. Customers would be regularly beaten up by his goons and then robbed of their money. rival nightclubs would be firebombed in one case in Leicester with 20 of the customers being burnt alive. Yet fortune always went with Bransson and She and the BBL were determined to put an end to his criminal activities forever .He would meet a fate even worse than Sir Brian's and She was quire prepared ro put him through a most appalling death at Her hands or if necessary under Her mighty Black arse. Even though customers were ripped off every time in his clubs and faced being beaten up and robbed thousands flocked to his clubs as they were extremely palatial compared to any other clubs in the area. What's more drug addicts would also flock to his clubs as the drugs were so cheap compared to elsewhere. Even though Bransson was gui;lty of so many crimes he was never arrested for his crimes. Leicestershire Police had tried to arrest him only to find that he used one of the best criminal barristers Sir Archibald Fitzwater who specialised mn getting criminals like him off on a technicality.She and the BBL would definitely have to deal with him too! Dionne saw the door open and Branssin enter. He was a short fat greasy specimen wearing jeans and a bright red shirt. He could not believe his eyes as he saw this huge Black Glamazon sitting in his chair in his study! 'Who the f--k are you? Get out now before oi av you frown owt!'he shouted in his broad Cockney accent. She stood up and then stood tight over him with Her high heels .She was at least 2 feet taller than him. He beheld in horror and awe Her enormous muscular arms that were built like tree trunks and made his look so weak and wretched 'I've come ito collect My protection money and i want a cheque for �100,000 which I estimate to be 10% of the turnover odfall your filthy businesses!' 'You aint getting no money from me!' he said sweating knowing quite well She could use far more force than he was ever capable of . 'I'm gong to leave here with the money What's more this is the beginning !The BBL and I are going to put an end for good to your evil criminal activities. We will take over all your businesses and make you destitute, in fact what i would love to do is to face sit you to death under My huge Black arse! 'Who do you fink you are?' 'I'm Mistress Dionne the Black Domme and I'm going to deal with you very severely indeed! What's more not only are you an evil criminal you are also a semi literate moron who can't write or spell!' She held his neck in Her leather gloved hands .with another move She grabbed him by the neck and shoved his letter forcefully down his throat. 'I'm going to torture you until you are screaming you bastard and I'm going to work all over your body starting by giving you a good choking!' His whole face went bright red as the whole letter was pushed right down his mouth. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!