Grace's Epilogue Part 1

There was really only one choice that made any sense to Grace. She stood up, took a step forward, and knelt down in front of Shailene, "I choose you Mistress." Shailene was right. Despite having huge power over Grace she had only intervened in her life in positive ways. She didn't understand everything that was going on but she liked her chances with Shailene vs on her own.

"A wise decision," Shailene snapped and Grace felt reality shift again. The most obvious change was the weight on her chest. Shailene smiled, "Yes. I put all the effects of the game back on. Including your obedience. Now listen closely, this is what I want from you..."

"Thank you Grace, it was so wonderful to speak with you today. Before we go do you have any words of advice for our readers, particularly young women who might want to follow in your footsteps?"

Grace smiled, "It was my pleasure. When I was younger I spent a lot of time worrying about what other people though of me. Instead of helping me get along with others, all that did was hold me back. It wasn't easy, but by being true to myself I was able to unlock my full potential. That's what I would say to anyone looking to make their mark. Do it your way as your true authentic self."

The interview smiled, "Thank you so much. We'll send you a copy before it goes to print. It won't be long, my editors wants you on the cover of our July issue."

The interview gathered her things and left Grace's office. Grace smiled and sat back in her chair. She didn't know if she ever would have imagined ending up here. Under Shailene's instruction she had flourished. She finished her degree and gone back and done her MBA. Rather than return to work for Shailene she'd started her own consulting firm and slowly grown the business all by herself. Now she boasted over 400 employees and hundreds of millions in revenue. She felt like she barely did any real work now, it was all award ceremonies, photoshoots and interviews. People were excited about the up and coming CEO. After all Grace was intelligent, well spoken and fucking gorgeous. Besides that very few CEOs could pull off the goth look.

Grace pushed a button on her phone, "In here now." She said.

Seconds later the door opened and Mary burst in, "Yes Mistress, what do you need?"

Grace looked Mary up and down, "Well that's an interesting choice. Not that I'm complaining."

Mary sighed, "I'm sorry. It's just...well you know how it is. I can't wait until I can quit the game too."

"Don't worry. I hired you so you wouldn't have to worry. Most bosses wouldn't understand, but I do. Now then I have some time before my next meeting. Pull up your skirt and bend over."

"Really? Oh thank you so much!" Mary immediately did as she was told. Grace stood up and walked around her desk. Poor Mary was so worked up. She'd been playing the Gatcha Game for years but could never managed to find a way out. Even worse whenever she did buy a loot box and get the chance to remove a trait it was never the ones she wanted to lose. Sometimes Mary swore the game wasn't random at all.

Of course she was right. Shailene had upgraded Grace's phone to give her control over Mary's game. Grace wasn't torturing her per say, but she got far too much enjoyment out of Mary to leave things entirely to chance. There was no way Grace would ever let her give up those wonderful tits, or her yellow fever. Currently Grace was enjoying a masochism trait Mary had pulled. She brought her hand back and then quickly down on Mary's ass. Mary squealed in delight. She could only cum from spanking after all.

Grace kept it up until Mary was right on the cusp, then she stopped. "Oh I'm sorry Mary, I just remembered I need to prep for my meeting. Maybe another time."

Mary whimpered and looked like she was about to protest, then she thought better of it and slide her skirt down, "Yes. Of course Mistress."

Grace smiled, "Tell you what...Jon hits harder than I do. Come by the house after work and I'll let you try to convince him to spank you."

Mary beamed, "You mean it? Yes of course. Thank you!"

Grace watched her leave and then stood up and looked out her window. From way up here she felt like she was on top of the world. In many ways, she was. She still missed Shailene ever day but her mentor had been right when she said Grace didn't need her anymore. Professionally she was more successful than she'd ever imagined possible, and she wasn't even 30 yet. Personally...

Her phone rang. She saw the caller ID and smiled, "What do you want slut?"

Eva breathed heavily, "Oh Mistress...I'm sorry to call you at work but Master ordered me to."

"That's alright ****, I'll punish you properly later, now spit it out."

"Right. Master wants to know how your interview went?" Eva said quickly.

"And he couldn't wait until I got home?" Grace asked, smiling, "Or perhaps he was trying to get you in trouble."

"I don't know Mistress. He just told me to call you and ask."

"Tell him it went wonderfully and that he can't sweet talk me into letting him out of his cage early. Anyway I'll be home at the usual time. Be good."

"Of course, thank you Mistress." Eva said as she hung up.

With Shailene's encouragement she'd continued to date Jon and eventually married him. Even without any magical influence himself he was surprisingly cool with Grace's preexisting relationships. He was a switch and loved to take turns dominating and being dominated by Grace. Grace herself wasn't submissive, but she still had her bondage trait so she let him take control of her that way. He was also free to use Eva and Bitch as much as he wanted, but he rarely did unless Grace herself was present.

Currently Jon was locked in a chastity cage. The result of Jon's ill advised bet that Grace couldn't get Maya to blow him. Maya was still gay after all, but Grace had simply offered to film it and post it online and Maya was in.

Grace sighed. As pleasant as those memories were she really did have a meeting to prep for. She'd have to save her fantasizes for after work.