By a landslide

The MC comes up on the stage and lets all the ladies take another bow. Grace almost seems totally different, a shy and nervous grin on her face as she looks at you for support. You smile confidently at her.

The MC gives out the third and second place prizes, and while the crowd cheers them and applauds, it?s obvious they?re waiting for the first place winner. The envelope is handed to the MC and he opens it. After a dramatic pause, he bellows out. ?This should be no surprise for any of ya, ladies and gentlemen. First prize goes to Grace Parker! Let?s give her a big hand, everybody!?

Grace?s face quickly shifts from astonishment to giggling excitement. Before the MC can shake her hand or present her with the check, she leaps off the stage and into your arms. ?I did it, Mistress!? she whispers to you. ?I did it for you!?

?No, my love. You did it for you. Go get your money.? With that Grace blushes and steps back onstage. The MC laughs as he gives her the check and the crowd goes insane.

As quickly as you can, you take Grace and the garment bags. Still in your costumes, you hail down a cab. You toss the bag in, then climb in and motion for Grace to lean up against you. She shuts the door and snuggles up to you. Immediately you pull out a small vibrator and open her legs, lightly teasing her clit as you play with the nipples trying to fall out of her bra. The entire time you whisper how proud you are of your nasty, naughty, slutty pet and how you want her to hold on. She trembles and clings to you desperately, trying harder than she has ever tried before not to cum.

The show in the backseat delays the cabbie a few times, but you finally get back to the dorms. You take Grace to your room and turn on the same music she danced to. ?Strip for me, my pet.? Grace gyrates her hips needfully, a drip of her excitement running down her leg as she unhooks her bra, cupping her strained nipples. Despite her valiant efforts to make a sexy, lingering show, she is completely naked by the end of the first verse.

You smile at her and order her to bend over your lap. She readily obeys. You open her legs and smack her sensitive pussy as hard as you can before ordering her back up. Then you stand up. ?Strip me,? you command softly. As quickly as she is able, Grace peels off your clothes, her hands trying desperately to touch you everywhere, her hips humping and grinding you every place she can as she whimpers.

Grinning wickedly, you get a riding crop from the dresser, then lay down on the bed and spread your legs. ?You know the drill, my slutty little girl.? Grace hungrily drops down, her tongue and fingers pulling you to orgasm as quickly as she can. You hold off the sensation, using the tip of the crop to get Grace to raise her hips and spread her legs. Using the riding crop to caress and slash her pussy alternately, your free hand grabs the back of Grace?s hair, forcing her tongue deep inside you as you grind against her face. ?Yes,? you moan loudly, not caring who hears. ?Eat me, my pet. Fuck me with your tongue, my darling little bitch. That?s a good slut. Oh, you make me soooo happy.?

Finally you can wait no longer. You slash Grace?s clit as hard as you can and grab her hair roughly. ?Cum with me, bitch,? you moan as you coat her face in your juices. Instantly Grace screams inside you, the orgasm that?s been building for hours finally erupting out of her. The moment you finish cumming, you push Grace off you and on to her back. Then you wrap your legs around her so you can rub your clitoris against hers. Grace immediately explodes again, but you continue until a second orgasm hits you.

Once you finish, you move Grace off the bed, then get up yourself and pull the covers back. You lie down on your back and motion for Grace to snuggle next to you. She does, a sleepy and contented grin on her face. ?Grace,? you say softly to her.

?Yes, Mistress,? she looks up at you with her gorgeous green eyes.

?Your training is complete,? you tell her as you slowly stroke her back. ?From this day on, except for showers and bed time, you will wear your collar unless otherwise instructed. The collar will show everyone that you belong to me, that I protect and care for you and that you pleasure and serve me.? Grace smiles happily, as if she has finally found her purpose in life. ?Tomorrow morning we will get the rest of your clothes and belongings. As my pet, you will now live with me until further notice.?

Grace hugs you tightly, a few tears trickling down her face as she buries her head into your neck. ?I love you, Mistress,? she whispers into your skin.

?And I you, my darling pet.? You kiss the top of her head. She cuddles as close to you as she can and soon the two of you are asleep.

The next morning you wake up at 9am. Gently you shake Grace awake. She stretches a bit, then smiles and kisses you tenderly. ?Good morning, Mistress.? With that, she gets up and puts on her collar obediently.

?Good morning, my pet,? You smile at her as you slip on your thigh length bathroom, barely tying it so the opening leaves a V-shaped trail down to your belly. ?Let?s go get your things. Then we?ll take a shower and get some breakfast.?

Grace beams as she follows you. You get halfway down the hall before you realize that Grace is completely naked. You sneak a glance at her but she smiles happily as if she doesn?t care, so you let it go.

However, as you arrive at Grace?s room, you hear noises and scurrying coming from within. You open the door and walk in to find?