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


 A few days later, Katherine was stretching her muscular body in
Elaine's small training room, which contained only mats, a couple of
punching bags, a skipping rope and a few pieces of martial arts
equipment. Elaine soon joined her, and they silently stretched for a few
minutes. Although Katherine was quite limber herself, she soon found
herself envious of the fighter's flexibility, but also excited about
learning some real fighting skills. She'd taken a few boxing classes and
had done a bit of wrestling in high school, but that was about it. The
encounter began innocently enough, with Elaine showing her a few things
and being very complimentary of her strength, speed and agility. After a
while, Elaine suggested they do a bit of grappling, mostly so she could
assess Katherine's natural talent. She'd been so kind, supportive and
encouraging, Katherine  had no problem agreeing to a match. However, it
wasn't entirely without trepidation, with the image of Elaine cruelly
torturing her male victim still fresh in her mind.

"You're not going to beat me up like that guy at Linnea's are you?"

Elaine laughed musically.

"No, no," she laughed reassuringly.

They faced each other, Elaine waiting calmly, Katherine fighting to keep
her breathing under control and her mind focused. They began to wrestle,
Elaine using just enough resistance for Katherine to think she was doing
all right, holding her own even. But it was all an illusion. Elaine was
in total control the entire time and the more effort and concentration
Katherine put into the match, the more frustrated she became at being
unable to do anything at all with her opponent, who kept encouraging her
to fight harder.

As Katherine got more and more into it, Elaine began countering with
more than just avoidance techniques. She started putting Katherine into
painful positions, then allowing her to think she'd escaped on her own.
She was dominating Katherine, but was also careful to play to her
natural sense of pride and self-confidence by making her feel hopelessly
outclassed. Elaine deliberately left herself vulnerable, letting her
Katherine to get a hold on her, then delaying extricating herself from
it for a few moments, drawing Katherine deeper into the contest. This
adroit combination of physical and psychological manipulation worked
flawlessly with Katherine's competitive nature. She fought harder and
harder, but the more effort she put out, the higher the level of
resistance she met.

Eventually Elaine decided it was time to reveal the illusion. In rapid
fire fashion, she put Katherine into several painful locks, revealing to
her muscular protégé she'd actually been in control the entire time. She
kept up her effortless mastery over her pupil until she saw Katherine's
body retreating from her relentless attack and her eyes cloud with fear
and embarrassment for thinking she had any sort of chance at all. Elaine
caught one of Katherine's well-muscled arms and pulled her off balance,
throwing her to the mat...hard!

Katherine grunted as she landed, losing a lot of her wind in the
process. She tried to fight Elaine off, but was unable to prevent her
smaller adversary from applying any hold she wished. Elaine chose a kind
of neck scissors grip, where she and Katherine were lying head-to-toe.
Katherine was lying face down, with Elaine's legs underneath her armpits
and her ankles crossed behind her neck. The martial artist kept her
further under control by pulling Katherine's right arm straight back
behind her and applying a wrist lock. The weight of Elaine's legs kept
Katherine's head pinned to the mat and the wrist lock effectively
discouraged her from attempting to struggle out of the hold. Exhausted,
feeling weak, helpless and defeated, Katherine lay still. Elaine
squeezed her legs together harder, causing Katherine to cry out.

"Ok, enough...I give up."

Elaine responded, not with words but by applying even greater pressure.

"Please Elaine, no. I can't take anymore. Please, let me go.

Elaine maintained her silence. Oh god, Katherine thought, she's going to
make me beg.

"Please Elaine, I beg you. Mercy...please. I submit, ok?"

Katherine felt the pressure on her wrist and neck ease somewhat, but
Elaine didn't release her. Instead, using her free hand, she began
tugging at the spandex shorts Katherine was wearing. Katherine shivered
as her bare bottom was exposed to the cool air, but that sensation
lasted only a second. Elaine warmed her up with a swat to Katherine's
firm, round ass.

"No, don't! Stop it!"

Whack!. Elaine's hand stung her again. Katherine struggled, but her
efforts were futile. Elaine had her hopelessly trapped and unable to do
anything to prevent the spanking she was receiving.

Slap, slap, slap...Katherine's rear was rapidly turning a bright crimson
colour. Her breathing was ragged, and her cries of pain turning
increasingly shrill. As Elaine continued the assault on her posterior,
Katherine finally broke down, sobbing. Tearfully, she pleaded with
Elaine to stop. Elaine gave her one last spank, leaving her hand resting
on the bigger woman's burning backside. Slowly, almost casually, she
shifted around, releasing her scissors grip and replacing the wrist lock
she had on her victim's right arm with a hammer lock. Now lying
head-to-head with Katherine, Elaine slipped one arm under the tall
brunette's chin, forcing her head off the mat, which was wet with her
tears.

"Please," Katherine sobbed, "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

"I'm...I'm sorry for challenging you."

"You didn't challenge me, I challenged you. So, why are you sorry?"

"I...I, don't know." Katherine was horrified. She'd never been
inarticulate in her life, but Elaine had her sounding like a blubbering
fool. "I can't think. Please, please, no more, please. I'm begging you.

"Oh, poor baby." Elaine cooed into her ear, "you're all confused, aren't
you?"

"Yes," Katherine sniffled.

"And you just want me to be nice to you, don't you?"

Elaine held Katherine in a loose chin lock. She kept her arm pinned
behind her back just by laying on it. It was enough. There was no fight
left in the beaten writer.

"Just lie still and I won't hurt you." Elaine whispered, "Understand?"

Elaine began to kiss Katherine's neck, alternating with soft little
bites. She entangled her fingers in Katherine's thick, auburn hair,
sliding her tongue in her ear.

"Do you submit to me?"

"Yes Elaine."

"Totally? Completely?"

"Yes, yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Oh god, yes. I submit."

Elaine slipped her hands underneath Katherine's body and cupped them
over her breasts. Then she rolled over, bringing Katherine with her.
Elaine wrapped her legs around Katherine's hips. Still holding her hands
over Katherine's breasts, she snuggled close against the taller woman's
back, trapping her arms between them. She worked her feet under
Katherine's thighs and, with her prey secured, began to use her tongue
on Katherine's' neck, ears and mouth, while softly kneading her
voluptuous breasts and rubbing their hardening nipples between her thumb
and forefinger. She whispered in Katherine's ear, asking  her how it
felt, was it good, was she starting to get hot, did she want more...?

Katherine answered "yes" to all of Elaine's inquiries, her breathing
becoming deeper and heavier. With Katherine lost in a pre-orgasmic daze,
Elaine slid her body from underneath Katherine's. She used her tongue on
Katherine's now fully erect nipples, and put her hand between her legs.
Elaine found Katherine's clit and started stroking it. She commenced
slowly, then harder and faster until she could feel Katherine becoming
wet. Carefully, she inserted one finger, then two, into Katherine's
vagina. She felt Katherine's arms around her and her muscular body
pressing against her own. Katherine's mouth opened and she gasped, as
her hips rotated in rhythm with Elaine's hand. She was practically
breathless in anticipation of her orgasm.

"Oh God," she whispered hoarsely, "I'm going to cum."

Elaine slowed her movements. Katherine's hips thrust upward desperately,
and she began to moan. Suddenly, she felt Elaine's fingers pull out of
her. The smaller woman's legs lashed around hers and her hands seized
Katherine's wrists, pinning them to the mat. She was once again
defenceless and in distress, as Elaine spread her legs painfully apart
with her grapevine hold.

"Who's your master?" Elaine demanded.

"You are."

"Then what makes you think you should cum before me, you insolent little
slut!"

Katherine's face contorted with pain, as Elaine applied pressure to her
legs.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please. You're right. I apologize to you,
Elaine."

"And what are you going to do to make it right?"

"Anything, anything you say. Whatever you want."

"I want you to call me master, to worship me and serve me, as my little
slave girl. Do you agree?"

"Y-yes," Katherine said, in a shuddering whisper.

Elaine unwound her legs from around Katherine's and sat on her stomach.
She began fingering herself while she looked down at Katherine's face,
tear-stained mask of absolute submission.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Katherine sniffled.

"It's part of your training. You want to be a dominant woman, to assume
control of others, and subjugate them. So, it's necessary for you to
know what it feels like from their perspective, to be inferior and
helpless, at the mercy of another human being. Now, are prepared to
worship me, slave?

Katherine nodded her head.

"Beg for permission."

"Please master, I beg permission to worship you."

Elaine stood and rested her heel on Katherine's chest. She had pretty
feet and her toenails were painted a bright pink. She wiggled them, as
if enticing Katherine's lips to them. Elaine made Katherine kiss her
feet and every other part of her. Laying on her back, she drew
Katherine's head between her legs and rested the backs of them on her
broad shoulders.

"Mmmm," she sighed, "now, my little slave girl, make me cum."