When I finally came back to myself I had no idea what time it was or where I was. Looking around I recognized my surroundings as I'd been here many times. I was in the garage of Escala and in front of me were my Christians many cars. One caught my eye, it was a red Audi, a newer version of the one I myself owned, the one given to me by Sir while we were together, except unlike mine it had been completely destroyed. It was covered in paint, the tires had been slashed, he windshield busted in, and obscenities carved into its body. I looked at it in confusion, who would do something like that to such a pretty car? Then I looked down at myself and whispered, "Fuck'. I was dressed in black from head to toe, at least where I wasn't spattered in paint, and a number of shallow cuts and scratches ran up and down my hands and arms.
There was no denying I was the culprit who'd destroyed the car and Master was going to be very angry, but then I realized he didn't drive this model of Audi and that this car could only belong to his whore. Suddenly I didn't feel so bad about my actions. Returning to my own car I was happy to see I'd brought along a spare set of clothes and quickly changed. After disposing of the clothes that proved my guilt in the crime I'd just committed I snuck my way back into what should be my home, not hers. Hiding myself in my usual spot I waited with baited breathe, now that she knew of the danger she was in surely she would leave him?
It seemed like hours I waited for the happy couple to return home and I spent it imagining that it was me on his arm in that beautiful dress and exquisite jewelry. As time dragged I began to wonder if they had decided to spend the night at his parent's home. He'd never been gone this long when he'd attended this event in the past, I should know as I had been stuck here waiting for him. The idea that they could be staying at his family home ate away at me, what was it about her that he felt the need to introduce her to all the important people in his life. Me, and the others, he'd hidden away. I don't know how many times one of his family members had stopped by while I had been here and each and every time he'd locked me away in my room or the playroom and ordered me to stay hidden and quiet. Was I such an embarrassment to him? It couldn't be the way I looked after all the whore looked just like the rest of us so what was so damn special about HER. God I hated her and I couldn't wait to finally get rid of her. Just as I started to doze off from being here so long the voice that still haunted my waking and sleeping dreams floated towards me. It was obvious they'd found the message I'd left by destroying the car and Master and his security were searching the house for me. I couldn't hear her voice though, no doubt they had Ms. Perfect stashed somewhere safe. From all my time watching I'd noticed that she hadn't just captured the attention of Christian but was loved by all his staff as well. I just didn't get it, when I'd lived here it had been obvious they'd disliked me to the point of treating me with disdain. Well when I finally had the ring and the name they would be in for a rude awakening as well as a trip to the unemployment line.
As they frantically searched every nook and cranny, and given the size of this place there were a lot, I kept myself perfectly still and silent. I wasn't worried, they'd never find me here, it would never even occur to them to look. Being an experienced submissive has its perks; hours spent tied up and forced into practically impossible positions has made it easy to fit myself into spaces this small. As expected they gave up the search, convinced I'd left and the whore was allowed to enter what should be my home. As the two entered their private sanctuary, their bedroom, I could hear the worry and panic in his voice- good he should be worried. What shocked me all the way to my core was her ability to calm him down without resorting to sex, how did she do that? Of course I was then subjected to listening to yet another one of their sickly sweet love fests, at least this one only lasted one round before she fell asleep. Even worse than having to listen to them fuck was the loving caring way he took care of her afterwards, when he'd finished with me he'd just left me in the playroom to clean up not just myself but any and all toys or equipment we'd used. But the very worst of all was hearing her declare her love to him. He didn't return the sentiment but he also didn't react the way he had to me or the others when we'd uttered the same words. He didn't kick her out or become angry, instead he kissed her and held her until she fell asleep on what has become her side of their bed. I heard him get up from the bed but in no obvious rush to leave the room, it seemed as though he just stood there watching her sleep. It didn't take long for me to hear the obvious sounds of photos being taken; could this get any worse or more painful? He may not have said the words but his actions, mainly photographing her as she slept, in his bed, spoke a great deal louder than words.
I heard a soft knock on his door and was able to catch just enough to know that a security meeting was being called. I waited a few more minutes before extracting myself from my hidey hole and moved to the end of the bed where my nemesis slept peacefully. I had my gun ready but found myself frozen in place studying her. There was no use lying to myself, she was a stunning women and looked so innocent in her slumber. I'd also witnessed enough to know that she was both charming and endearing. I could see the reason for his infatuation with her, but I also knew it wasn't enough. Christian had needs, needs she couldn't meet but that I could. Plus she was turning him into something he was not, he was losing the powerful Dom he had been born to be and I simply couldn't allow that to continue; I was what he needed not her. I sighed and reached for my gun but I was too late, she'd woken up and spotted me at the end of her bed. She reached over to turn on the light giving me just enough time to hide. After looking around she shook her head and wrapping herself in Master's sheets went looking for him. Knowing I didn't have a chance in hell of escaping my normal way I slipped through the doors to the balcony and made my way down the fire escape. It wasn't until I'd reached the bottom that I realized I'd forgotten to close the balcony doors behind me. Oh well, its not like they were not already aware of what I've been up to. I could only hope they were unable to find the hidden entrances I'd been using to let myself into what was rightfully MY home.
