Slave Girl Challenge, Part Three
by brooksie (brooksie@pacificcoast.net)
Two young women fight for the right to serve.


Katherine's agent considered hiring an investigator to try and find her
but, after some reflection, decided to respect the choice her client had
made. Her former client that is, the woman she knew only by her pen
name. Katherine hadn't revealed her true identity. Dropping out of site
had been her intent all along. She'd laid the groundwork for that plan
from the very beginning. Not given to extravagance, she'd had no trouble
keeping her living expenses low, or at least, as low as possible in New
York. She didn't own a car and dined out rarely. Katherine had a very
rich fantasy life and enjoyed her own company. Her needs were minimal
and, in stark contrast to her public persona, her private life was kept
in very low profile. All media requests were handled through her agent,
and she gave her unlisted phone number to practically no one.

She did her research, and chose her financial advisor wisely. Even with
only the royalties from her book sales and related adventures such as
speaking engagements and workout tapes, Katherine would have been
considered a wealthy woman. But her smart investments had paid off
handsomely, making her into an independently wealthy woman who was able
to live comfortably, no longer faced with having to earn a living.

Once she decided it was time to pull the plug on her public life,
Katherine began shopping for real estate. She had two requirements. One
was warmth - no more cold, snowy winters and she wanted a location that
had a more relaxed pace than New York. She settled on Pasadena. Southern
California had the climate she sought and the mid-size community of
Pasadena was prosperous enough for Katherine to easily blend into. Well
to do divorcees were not uncommon, and she was quite content to let
people think she was one of them. As for being recognized, she'd taken
care of that. The blonde hair was allowed to return to it's natural
chestnut brown. Gone were the black, plastic rimmed glasses she'd always
worn in public. She hadn't needed them; the lenses were just clear glass
but she thought they gave her a more intellectual look, which suited her
purposes. The final element in her physical transformation was a tad
more drastic - plastic surgery. It wasn't much, mostly her nose.
Formerly broad and flat, it now sported a higher bridge and a
straighter, more aristocratic look. That, plus a slight alteration to
her jaw line was enough to ensure she was no longer recognizable as "the
woman with the big muscles who wrote those books". Not that she didn't
still have the muscles. In fact, they were even larger than they'd been
during the "celebrity" phase of her life, now that she had more time to
train.

Another thing Katherine appreciated about Pasadena was its proximity to
Los Angeles. Although she had no desire to live there, the city did have
certain enticements. With the financial means to do so, Katherine
embarked on a journey of self-discovery that led her to exploring the
dominant side of her personality. The journey had really begun while she
lived in New York, but her fame and notoriety kept her from delving too
deeply into her fantasies. She didn't want her ideas or reputation to be
tainted by an association with anything kinky or fetish related so, in a
very low-key, discreet manner, she had begun exploring the city's
"goddess culture".  If there were any doubt about Katherine's dominant
nature, these experiments erased it. The more she shared in the
experience of having beautiful, sensuous, lithe young women worship her,
the more envious she became of the women she had gotten to know, most of
whom had one or more female slaves. Many of these were live-in
relationships. Katherine would have liked to have taken a couple of her
relationships to that level, but was unwilling to allow anyone to be
that close to her while she was still a public figure. No, she decided,
there'd be plenty of time for that later. Instead, she channelled her
energies in another direction - wrestling!

It wasn't the showy, pro wrestling world but a much smaller, more
underground one called "session wrestling". It took a lot of different
forms, from a kind of loose connection with certain martial arts to a
hotel room scenario that bore an outward resemblance to prostitution,
where men paid for private wrestling sessions. These "wrestling
sessions" were more, or less, legitimate, depending on the nature,
ability and desire of the parties involved. Some of the women doing it
were basically hookers who added a little wrestling fantasy stuff to
their repertoires, while others where truly competitive athletes, more
than capable of defeating most men and highly unwilling to engage in
anything sexual. The tricky part was matching the clients with the women
who were right for their requirements. Some women worked independently,
but Katherine didn't want to do that. After undergoing some training,
she began taking select appointments set up for her by a woman named
Linnea who had an agency for that sort of thing. Linnea also owned a
large house and like to host some unique, and very discreet social
gatherings. It was there that Katherine met the woman who was to become
her fighting mentor.

Elaine was not nearly as tall as Katherine, and a good thirty pounds
lighter. A small child who was often picked on, she'd gotten into judo
as a kid and had earned a black belt while still in high school, where
she'd also proven herself an extremely competent wrestler. Discovering
she was a born fighter, Elaine continued developing her skills after
graduating. She got into Brazilian Jui Jitsu after seeing an amazing
comeback victory by Royce Gracie over the much larger Dan Severn in one
of the early Ultimate Fighting Championships. She also did some boxing
and kickboxing and, by the time she and Katherine met, had become a
highly skilled freestyle fighter who was competing in mixed martial arts
tournaments and had a reputation as a truly formidable opponent. Elaine
was as tough as they come and had trained many dominant women Katherine
was getting to know in wrestling and boxing. Some were motivated by
personal interest in just wanting to learn to fight, while other wanted
to use these skills in private wrestling sessions or as dominatrixes.

One of the unusual social events held at Linnea's home involved featured
mixed fights between Elaine and men who had contacted one of the other
women looking for a truly competitive match with a woman they could go
all out against. These customers were usually referred to Elaine. If
they came across as arrogant or cocky, she would offer them an unusual
deal. For agreeing to having the match in front of a small group of
women at Linnea's home, she would give a substantial discount. Most were
far more concerned with privacy than money and not at all interested,
but occasionally one would go for it. Elaine used these opportunities to
put on a humiliating show of pure dominance over these unprepared men.

She liked to begin with an intimidating display of strength and
flexibility. One of her favourite moves was to drop instantly into a
full leg split, then rise to her feet without using her arms for
support. Once the fight began, Elaine would show her disdain for her
outclassed opponent by frustrating his every attempt to gain an
advantage over her, while making it obvious she was cruising at half
speed. She casually put them through a series of painful, immobilizing
joint locks, releasing them quickly, but holding it long enough to let
her victim know she could hurt him severely, should she choose to. She'd
move rapidly from one hold to another or, if it was a contest involving
striking, tag the poor guy at will, while easily avoiding any attempt to
retaliate. All the while, Elaine would play shamelessly to the crowd,
delighting the women with her display of casual superiority. Steadily
she wore her opponents down. When sensing they were ready for the kill,
she'd trap them in a brutally effective hold of some sort, usually a
scissors combined with an armbar or a sleeper. Then she would slowly,
lingeringly torture the helpless patsy  into a state of total submission
that often ended with  them pleading with her for mercy while Elaine
played a game with the onlookers.

"Should I show mercy on this weak little man?", she'd ask, to a rousing
chorus of "Nooooo!" They'd begin to chant "no mercy, no mercy...". This
allowed Elaine to continue playing with him until finally ending her
humiliation by standing triumphantly, pinning his neck to the floor with
her foot and daring him to move it.

"Touch my foot and we go another round," she'd caution. Invariably, they
would decline and passively submit to this indignity. Elaine would force
them to admit they were frightened of her, and didn't want to continue.
She made them lie absolutely still and not make even the slightest of
sounds, promising to seriously hurt them if they failed to obey. Some
were already in tears. Others began crying at that point. Those were
Elaine's favourite fights. She was totally into psychological games
playing, and loved it when she was able to break a man down mentally,
leaving him sobbing in helpless frustration...hurt, humbled and
humiliated.

Rumour had it Elaine enjoyed these matches so much, she sometimes waived
her fee entirely. In a few cases, where the customer had come across in
a very arrogant manner but balked at having the match in public, that
had actually been true. But whether the client paid or not, Elaine was
well compensated for these thrilling performances, what many who
attended called the "best show they'd ever seen", by Linnea. The wealthy
hostess's "gratuity" was often the equivalent of what Elaine would make
for ten or more paying "sessions".

The first time Katherine attended one of Elaine's "humiliation matches",
she was enthralled. Beyond enthralled, really. She was hooked! After the
match, Katherine approached Elaine about tutoring her in combat skills.
Knowing smiles were exchanged by some of the women who observed the two
of them, engrossed in conversation. Katherine was definitely Elaine's
type - big and muscular. Elaine liked female bodybuilders. She was a
fan, who attended contests regularly, always on the make. Katherine fit
her bill perfectly! The women watching them knew what Katherine was
asking about and knew what Elaine's answer would be. But they also knew
something else, something Katherine was yet to learn.