The Fall of a queen II

It was Monday, September 18. Day 35 of me having control over Gina.

I had a lot to do on this historic day, nonetheless, the hours passed agonizingly slow. Finally however the day came to a close and I meet up with Gina and Lindsey at the gate. Gina, as always was in the process of doing her jumping jacks. Her figure has really developed nicely thanks to the constant exercising and the fact that she no longer starves herself. Her belly, which Gina still had to show off, has retracted quite a bit and was barely noticeable at this point.

“Good work”, I complimented her.

“Ah...y-yes...thank you”, she said, clearly very nervous. Since it was Monday Gina also had a shower after swimming, giving her heated body a very clean and fresh smell.

“Whats wrong? You appear more flustered then usual. Perhaps because of a certain incident with a sharpie?”

“Ah...i...might just come down with a cold.”

“Hmm.” I nodded gravely. “Maybe I have you skip your running today then.”

“Oh Marcie”, Lindsey chuckled. “Still way too nice for your own good.”

“Still up for cake tough?”

Gina nodded and we went on our way.

It happened on a rather deserted stretch on our daily route. Right on a shadowy underpass. Our way forward was blocked by the appearance of five girls.

“What is the meaning of this?”, I shouted. “Do you know who we are?”

“They are behind us as well”, Lindsey informed me with her usual calm demeanor.

“Queen Gina!”, barked one of the girls in front. “You are hereby placed under arrest by orders of Queen Marel! Do not resist!”

We where outnumbered three to one. Furthermore only Lindsey could truly be considered a fighter. Suffice to say, it didn't look good.

“Come and get some then, you fuckers!” Lindsey screamed. “I take at least half of you with me to hell!”

The girls advanced slowly. There was no reason to hurry. From a tactical standpoint our best option would be to rush one group and try to break free, But we did no such thing, and simply stood our ground, paralyzed with fear.

I am sure our performance was most convincing.

“Now!” Emma's high pitched voice emerged behind the girls on our front. Before they could even react, a squad of crazy volleyballers descended upon them, led by an even more crazy Rina.

Meanwhile Lindsey rushed the startled girls on our back and knocked one of them out with a single punch. Lindsey wasn't alone for very long, a second group came to our aid from behind.

I abhor ****, so I just stood back and watched the chaos unfold.

After the battle(or more apt, slaughter) we captured eight girls. Two managed to escape.

“This is within calculations”, Emma informed me. “A basic pincer like that was bound to have some escapees. If I had more time to prepare...”

“It's fine", I reassured her, while inspecting the girls. Lindsey knocked one of them ****, but most of them surrendered rather quickly, so they got away with minor bruises. No casualties on our side as well. In any case, this was clear self defense, so I didn't feel bad at all for striping them and taking pictures.

“That means Marel will soon know that her plan failed”, Emma cautioned. “We should prepare accordingly.”

“We shall”, I agreed. “Marel was very cautious to not show up herself. But this is about half of her entire fighting ****? I am quite satisfied with this outcome.”

“You bitch tricked us!” One of the girls screamed at a terrified Gina. “You think you can get away with this? Marel will eat you alive!”

“Now, now”, I said while patting Gina's head. “The only ones little Gina betrayed was us. Don't worry, we will punish her severely for that.” I gave the girl a wink. “The question is, what you want to do.”

“W-what?”

“if you don't want these pictures of your cute little cunnies all over the internet, I suggest you drop out of Crazy Carousel. You are free to join up with us instead. I think you have ample cause not to betray us.”

The girls looked at me in utter indignation. Still loathed but not feared, I see.

“Now as a token of our good faith, I will allow you to keep your underwear. Give my regards to Marel will you? And please inform her that with this blatant betrayal our truce is over. I will accept her submission at her earliest convenience.”

“We won't walk around in our underwear you bitch!”, one of them screamed. Wow, get a bit more creative with your insults will you?

“Lindsey, that one wants to go home naked. Anyone else wishes to streak?”

This time I got the fear I wanted. The Girls (6 in underwear, one naked) quickly scampered off.

“What do we do with this one?”, asked Emma who cradled the still **** girl in her arms. You wouldn't think that she was the evil genius who orchestrated the tactics behind operation Queens grace.

“I guess we can't just dump her like garbage.” I sighed. “Can you take care of her Rina?”

“Sure”, Rina agreed “Although I am more concerned what we do with our traitor queen.”

If looks could kill Gina would already be ****. That was to be expected tough. I suppose I have to turn the clock back a few hours for a more coherent explanation.

I convened an emergency meeting at lunch, where I showed everyone the secret recording of the meeting between Gina and Marel I had one of our “spies” take.

Of course that spy was none other then Gina herself.

As expected, everyone was shocked. In truth, there was a last part of the recording that would have been rather inconvenient for me, but luckily that was easy to cut off. Too bad, Gina, that was your last act of defiance.

“Why!” Rina cried out in a rage and disbelief. “After all you went trough on Friday, why would you throw all of it away?”

“I am your queen!” Gina's voice boomed! “If I deem it necessary to team up with Marel then you will obey me!”

“Team up? You sold us out!”

“I will not abide by this”, I said with a stern voice. “Your grace, was the acquisition of the Wildcats merely to make us a more tasty morsel for Marel?”

“So what? This is my decision! You all only exist to serve my will! You will obey me!”

“I shall not”, I said standing up. “You are no longer my queen.”

“Silence! I will have none of this! Arrest Marcie for high treason! Arrest her right now!”

Of course even this little outburst was finely crafted and **** upon Gina. I must admit she played the role of a mad queen very well.

Obviously no one rushed to obey her.

“i think we heard enough”, Lindsey started. “Gina is no longer fit to rule, she needs to go.”

Plenty of shouts of agreement.

“Girls!” I said, cutting trough the clamor. “Please calm yourself! It is true that this is a most grievous betrayal. But we must act swiftly and decisively now. Gina is not the only one who needs to be dealt with.”

“You are talking about Marel”, Lindsey added helpfully.

“Indeed.” I nodded gravely. “Marel has blatantly broken our alliance with this backroom deal. Shall we let this odious act go unpunished? Let us use this treachery and cull Marel once and for all!”

And that was exactly what happened. With one swift stroke I dethroned one Queen and crippled another. A splendid victory.

All that remains is to punish the traitorous queen.