A State of Grace (fiction)

[Sudsey]

Hey! Yeah still around. Stress is beginning to die back down. Have tried writing and am not quite there yet. Need to catch my breath, relax a bit and settle down, then hopefully my mojo will return.

[mattblake94]

Ohhh please finally destroy some Loubs Sudsey!!!! Been waiting so long for it!!!!

[rzseven7]

hey havent heard from you in a while sudsey i hope all is well

[heyheyhey55555]

^^ second that. Hope you are well buddy. Also can't wait for the next part

[heyheyhey55555]

^^ second that. Hope you are well buddy. Also can't wait for the next part

[Sudsey]

Hey guys, thanks for the support. life has been seriously getting in the way. Last month in particular was a complete bitch. But the good news is, I am managing to get a little writing in. I finished the latest chapter and it was a real struggle. I have moved on to the next... but won't post latest til I am happy with it.

[Sudsey]

Hey guys, well you've waited long enough a reckon. This has been a hard one to write, what with one thing and another, but I think I am pretty happy with it.

I suggest you go back and re-read a chapter or two remind yourselves where we got to, it's been so long.


Part 12

Night fell quickly in Western Australia. One moment it was brilliant sunshine with incredibly blue skies arching far overhead, the next moment, the sun was plummeting over the seaward horizon, creating a colour gradient that bled upwards from a dark crimson, through ruddy oranges, into blue and purple. It never ceased to amaze and please Grace, even after all these years, especially when it was slightly cloudy and the colours were reflected off of their fluffy white surfaces in a spectacular light show.

Tonight, night had fallen unnoticed by anybody in the bubbling hot tub, each occupant caught up in the incredible cycles of teasing, exciting and the euphoria of release.

Abruptly, the timer on the hot tub switched the pumps off and, for a moment, silence fell in the rear yard of the property built into the side of the Avon Valley. The sounds of nature flooded in and filled the void - crickets, cicadas, frogs all calling to one another in the darkness. Other sounds joined in, the panting and heavy breathing of people caught up in the moment, a cry of release, the bubbling of air from an abruptly submerged sneaker.

Sandy sat in the rapidly calming, warm water, enjoying the cool air on her shoulders, and looked over the Superstar in her mouth at Melissa who was seated across the tub from her. She was a little jealous - Melissa was still wearing the shoe gag and was clearly enjoying Graces blue Louboutins - but the Superstar in her mouth was Melissa's, and she could not deny she was having as much fun with it as she would if she was wearing the harness. She had been specifically instructed by her mistress to chew on the sneaker, and she was trying her best. She had the tongue in her mouth and was chewing on the white leather. She didn't know if she was making any difference to the Superstar, but the pulse it incited in her pussy felt amazing and she could see it was having an almost electrifying effect on the sneakers owner.

Melissa watched the young girl across from her around the blue, patent leather pump strapped into her mouth. The girl was attractive, her blonde hair tied back, her smooth, lightly tanned shoulders, and her petite breasts just below the water line, now becoming visible through the settling waters. Best of all was the treatment she was giving Melissa's sneaker. She felt like she must be a little slow of learning. She remembered the feeling she had when she saw a dog chewing on an old shoe, years ago, but had not joined the dots. Grace had done that for her now - not just joined the dots, but coloured in the picture too, revealing an image of something that was obviously there all the time. She even owned a dog - a great lumbering St Bernard she had jokingly named Tiny. She wondered if she could teach him to chew her sneakers and resolved to find out.

Jimmy looked across at Grace. Her long, dark hair was tied back, giving her an almost severe look, but beautiful with it, especially with that delicate smiling playing across her lips. Her neck was slender, her shoulders sculptured and tanned, her breasts delightful to behold just beneath the surface of the water. Her fuzz, now clearly visible, was trimmed and dark and contrasted delectably with the white lace, low top chuck buried half in her pussy. Tucked under her toned thighs were the two Superstars she had cut the laces from earlier, one her nieces, the other Melissa's. Jimmy stared longingly, and felt his erection hardening again inside Sandy's other Superstar.

Grace had managed to regain a modicum of control and sat watching her new friends and her niece with amusement. She looked at Jimmy and enjoyed her view. He was by no means a jock, but he certainly wasn't ungainly. He was a little out if shape, perhaps, but he still retained enough muscle tone to not only remain attractive but to be able regain his fitness with little effort. He looked a little funny wearing just one sneaker, slightly modified, but she loved seeing her nieces Superstar on his cock under the water. She noticed the slot in the sole, her eyes glanced to the knife, and she had to fight the urge to use it again. But oh it felt so good.

Graces hand snaked down, felt the Superstars beneath her thighs, her fingers finding the slot in the sole of her slaves shoe, her eyes glancing to the knife again. She felt that need rising again, the need to be bad, to cut and cut again. Her hand moved to her pubic mound, her thighs clamping around the chuck in her pussy, the movement releasing the sneakers pinned beneath, the shoes bobbing to the surface like corks. She stared at the slot in the sole of the sneaker that floated in front of her, and without any conscious thought, she found herself holding the knife.

Around the hot tub, all eyes swivelled to watch Grace.

Grace scooped up Sandy's Superstar and slid the knife back into the slot, sighing contentedly. "Oh yeah," she breathed, cutting towards the toe, "oh that feels so good." The blade cut through white rubber and insole easily, sawing and sawing until it reached the very tip of the toe.

"Oh my poor shoe," Sandy mumbled through the chewed tongue of Melissa's sneaker, the red Louboutin in her pussy flashing beneath the water as it was thrust roughly in and out of her pussy. Her eyes glanced at the ruins of her black stripe Superstar sitting beside the hot tub, and urged her aunt on.

Grace continued cutting, her pussy spasming on the white lace chuck with every stroke of the serrated blade. She had sawed through the sole to where the shell toe was attached to the sole, and she continued, unsatiated, the blade cutting through the thick cotton stitching and continuing, sawing through the thin rubber toe, back towards the laces, cutting and cutting until she reached the first row. She stopped then, withdrawing the knife staring at the side of the pretty sneaker. She sighed and thrust the blade through the soft white leather between two of the stripes. She pulled it free again and stabbed the shoe again, then cut the leather down to the sole.

Melissa watched on, mesmerised by the destruction of the sneaker, both relieved and saddened that it was not one of hers, the blue pump in her pussy sliding in and out, unconsciously matching the timing of Graces cutting. She gasped as the blade was pushed through the white leather again, between the other to stripes on the same side.

"My poor Superstar," Sandy screamed, dropping the Melissa's sneaker from her mouth, her hips bucking as she burst through a climax.

Grace grinned, almost maniacally, "yeah, your poor shoe!" She sawed through the sole, across the sneaker, until she reached the slit in the centre. The sneaker was floppy now, one side hanging limply by a slither of leather at the collar and at the side of the toe. "Oh I love cutting your Superstars," she sighed, cutting through the collar, releasing that side. She dropped the sneaker in the water, her hand snaking between her thighs and grasping the chuck in her pussy, thrusting it in and out, roughly, the need to fuck herself with her nieces shoe all encompassing, but even as she shuddered through a massive climax, her hand was already darting to the next sneaker, the Superstar Sandy had been chewing on.

Melissa's eyes went wide a Grace thrust the knife blade back into the sole of her sneaker, and she gasped around the pump in her mouth. She had just watched this woman destroy Jimmys Chucks and Sandy's Superstar, the mirror image of her own, and while she longed for her own to be systematically cut to pieces, she didn't want to lose them, but then again, she so wanted them destroyed.

"It feels so good to be so bad," Grace whispered, sawing through the sole towards the heel. It was tough going, so she pulled the blade out, turned it around and reinserted it into the slot and began sawing towards the toe, "oh yeah that's better," the blade cut through the thinner part of the sole more easily. She quickly cut towards the toe in long, sensual strokes of the blade.

The blue pump in Melissa's pussy was a blur as as came rapidly again and gain, her hips shaking, her mind pleading both for Grace to stop, but also to continue, to kill her sneakers.

Grace grinned as she thrust the blade upwards and it pierced through the tongue, halfway up. She continued cutting, through leather and rubber and lace, slicing through the white stripe Superstar in long cuts towards the toe. "This is so good," she breathed as the blade cut through the very tip of the sneaker. Again, her hand dropped the Superstar and she pumped the chuck into her pussy with renewed vigour. "Oh god I like being so bad," she sighed as the chuck went deeper into her than ever, "so, so bad," her thighs trembled with exertion, and she screamed as an orgasm erupted from her.

She sat back and closed her eyes, panting, "this isn't fair", she said eventually, looking around while everyone watched on. She scooped up the partner to Melissa's sneaker, unblemished other than the shortened laces, she looked around, searching, then grabbed her own red, patent Louboutin from where it bobbed nearby. She glanced around and then thrust it into Melissa's sneaker, wiggling it so that the whole pump fitted inside, the slender heel nestling inside the Superstars heel cup, the toe deep under the rubber shell toe.

There was something erotic about the red pump inside her sneaker, Melissa though, something alluring. She had cum time and time again as she had watched Grace destroy her Superstar. She had willed her on, even as she was horrified by the loss of a pair of her favourite sneakers. Now one of Graces beautiful shoes was inside her own, and it made her so horny, especially as, while she watched, Grace dipped the coupled shoes under the water with a smile.

"Now," Graces grin widened, "this is a little more fair," she rested the knife blade across the rubber toecap, just beneath the laces, and dragged it backwards. The sharp intake of breath around told her all she needed to know, and she pushed the blade forwards, watching as it cut through rubber and the cloth beneath, "oh this is going to be so good," she sighed, dragging it back and feeling, or imagined feeling, something harder beneath. "Oh," she sighed, continuing to cut down, unsure but hopeful that her pretty pump had been cut. She wondered about peeking, decided not to, and kept cutting until the shell toe came away in her hand. Finally she looked into the shell toe, her hips bucking through yet another orgasm, and tipped out the pointy toe of her bright red pump into her hand. She popped it onto one finger, holding it aloft, "my poor pretty pump," she pouted theatrically.

Sandy was incredulous. She had seen her aunt destroy so many of her sneakers but never though she would destroy one of her own, very expensive pumps. She thrust the red pump deep into her pussy, and came explosively.

Melissa and Jimmy both watched in amazement as Grace replaced the knife back onto the remains of Melissa's Superstar, this time a couple of inches further up, and began to cut again, the blade easily slicing through leather, both soft white and red patent, the pump wiggling inside the sneaker as it caught and dragged.

"There," Grace panted, shuddering on the chuck in her pussy, "I am nothing but fair," she pulled a slice of red Louboutin free, dropping it in the water before repositioning the knife and cutting again. Another slice came free, and the remains of the fell from the ruined sneaker. "But oh I want more," she pouted, slumping back. She eyed the sneaker on Jimmys cock, but decided to let him keep it there. She sighed, "no more of your sneakers to cut up, unless," her eyes darted towards the back gate and the cars parked on the other side.

Melissa's eyes widened, her hand thrusting the blue pump inside her, her head shaking, saying no, but her pussy screaming yes.

Grace pouted, "I don't even know what you have, but I so want to cut them up," she laughed.

Again Melissa shook her head, but even as she was shaking her head, her hand moved faster as as imagined the knife parting leather and rubber.

"Ok then," Grace smiled sweetly, "I will be a good girl," she laughed, sliding the white chuck from her pussy, and scooping up its partner from nearby under the water. She tipped the water from them and threw them, end over end, into the swimming pool where the splashed and sank out of sight. She did the same with the Superstar remains and Jimmys chuck, then held her hand out, "pumps and chucks please," she said, waiting as Melissa removed the blue Louboutin from her pussy, and struggled out of the harness, handing it and the shoes to Grace. Grace threw the pumps into the pool and set the harness aside.

Sandy untied her new white chucks 2's and handed the high tops to her aunt who rubbed them against her pussy, and threw them into the pool with the others. She removed the red pump from her pussy, handing it to her aunt, suddenly feeling empty and naked. At the same time, Jimmy pulled his remaining sneaker and handed it to Grace.

When she had thrown Jimmys sneaker into the pool, along with the remaining red Louboutin, Grace climbed from the hot tub on unsteady legs, "now," she said, turning to her guests, "we have rules in this house, and one of those is that you can never be bare foot," she looked at her own bare feet, "so go and put on your spare sneakers and meet me inside," she walked off towards the house, "oh, towels are there," she pointed to the towel rails mounted to the wall, "and slave, I want you in your cute new pink chucks please," she turned and walked inside.

The three stood, climbed out of the tub when a voice called down from the upstairs balcony, "oh, and if you have any more sneakers in your cars, bring those too," she winked, laughed and disappeared.

[mattblake94]

HOLY SHIT. Well I asked for it. I probably shouldn't, I probably should have never asked to actually witness that, because I've never in my life dropped my mouth so fast. I practically started drooling.

I swear on my life I'm unworthy of witnessing, of reading what just happened.

I don't deserve it, it's wrong, and guys I'm honestly sorry. People shouldn't have to see that, people shouldn't have to read that, it shouldn't happen, and it should be something we imagine but never see in real life or even put to paper or text.

I'm sorry.

Honestly.

That's too erotic to be allowed to be released to humanity.

I can't even.

I'm still trying to process it.

Holy Jesus.

Just,

Sudsey, take all the time you need, I think I'll need a year to recover.

God I can't wait to wank tomorrow. If I make it to tomorrow.

[mattblake94]

Ok, I've recovered faster than I expected.

I take everything back I just said.

I need more.

If I have to write it myself, my god almighty I need more.

[Sudsey]

So... I'm guessing you enjoyed the update lol

Thanks mate. The next part is already finished and I'm working on the follow up. Like to hold off in case I need to change a previous chapter to fit the next.