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


The combination of strong emotions - lust, shame, helplessness,
frustration - had a powerful effect on Katherine. She found herself
drawn to Elaine in a way she'd never before known. She wasn't a
submissive, that was certain. In fact, as her fighting skills improved,
she found herself growing hungry for opportunities to test them out, in
hopes of subduing her opponents and bending them to her will. But when
it came to Elaine, Katherine's mind and emotions went in the opposite
direction. They made love for hours, with Elaine giving the instructions
and Katherine obeying them. For the first time in her life, Katherine
not only accepted her inferior status but soon found herself eagerly
anticipating her next lesson with Elaine. They began spending time
together outside the lessons too. Katherine often cooked meals for them
and served Elaine first, waiting to be given permission to join her at
the table. Afterwards, she cleared away the dishes and made coffee,
drinking hers curled up at her master's feet while Elaine stroked her
thick, lustrous hair.

Elaine had conquered Katherine, but it was clear to the writer she held
a certain grip over the martial artist too. Sometimes Elaine would have
her flex her big, muscular arms while she kissed and licked her high,
hard peaks. There were times during their lovemaking when the smaller
woman simply couldn't help herself. Overcome with admiration, Elaine
would worship her muscles, kissing them, complimenting them, revealing
how much she truly lusted after Katherine's wonderful body.

Katherine remained Elaine's pupil, and lover, for over a year. Outside
of their formal instruction, Elaine would occasionally subdue Katherine
and force her to submit, but it was more a playfully suggestive game
than anything else. Katherine had fully accepted Elaine's superiority
over her and had come to believe this was an experience she needed to
have. As well, she truly admired and respected the wiry, hard bodied
martial artist. Among the dominant women Katherine was associating with,
Elaine reigned supreme. Her fighting skills continued to develop and her
success in the competitive arena soon placed her among the top few women
in the world who competed in mixed martial arts competitions. Katherine
attended Elaine's competitions whenever her schedule allowed. As a
celebrity, she drew a fair bit of attention. But she and Elaine, by
mutual agreement, kept their relationship secret, giving no indication
they even knew one another.

"I'm a big fan. It's great to see women competing at this level. They
are astounding athletes, and I truly admire each and every one of them,"
Katherine told the media, when asked about her attendance.

So far, women's MMA fighting had been largely unorganized, but a group
of promoters had begun to organize a series of all-women's tournaments.
Plans were being made for a series of competitions to establish the
first-ever women's world champion. There was no question Elaine would be
a contender for that title, but in order to achieve such a goal, she
would need to dedicate herself totally to her training.

Meanwhile, Katherine was beginning to enact her plan to drop from the
public eye. Instinctively, she felt it was time for her and Elaine to
say goodbye. Besides, she wasn't submissive by nature. She had no
regrets about adopting that role in her relationship with Elaine, whom
she truly considered a superior woman. Even though their relationship
had become less one-sided as it progressed, Katherine knew it couldn't
continue.

Katherine watched the falling snow outside her window, as she prepared
dinner. She thought about how little she'd miss the east coast winters,
but how much she'd miss Elaine. They ate, went for a walk, and stopped
for hot chocolate before returning to Katherine's apartment. The evening
had a bittersweet tone. Gone was the inequity between them. Realizing
this would be their last time together, Elaine wanted none of
Katherine's worship on this night. In fact, it was her who seemed to be
having difficulty accepting they were about to part ways. In a startling
reversal of roles, Elaine broke down sobbing at one point, begging
Katherine not to leave. Katherine held the smaller woman tightly in her
strong arms. They kissed, and cuddled, eventually agreeing it must end.

"You have your dream," Katherine reminded her, "to be the first ever
women's fighting champion. You have to pursue it. It's your destiny,
it's in your blood."

"I know," sniffled one of the world's toughest women. "What are you
going to do?"

"I'm not exactly sure," Katherine answered, "but I know I have a lot of
exploring to do."

"Will you keep wrestling?"

Katherine smiled.

"Of course. I love it! The feeling I get overpowering someone, subduing
them and forcing them to submit to me...it's so delicious. And I have
you to thank for teaching me how to do it so well."

"Did I?"

"Did you what?"

"Teach you well."

Puzzled, Katherine shifted around so she could see Elaine's face.
Staring into her eyes, she discerned the intent behind the question.
Wordlessly, they began to grapple, soon ending up on the floor. Elaine
was on her back and Katherine quickly took advantage, swinging her heavy
body on top of the smaller woman. She used her long legs to tie up
Elaine's in a powerful grapevine. Using a move Elaine had taught her,
Katherine crossed her forearms, so she had her left hand clamped around
her instructor's left wrist, and vice versa. She stretched Elaine's arms
out and smiled down at her.

"Do you submit?"

"Never," Elaine answered defiantly.

"Very well. Maybe this will change your mind."

Katherine let go of Elaine's wrists and cradled her head with both arms.
Holding her victim tightly, she pressed her breasts into Elaine's face,
cutting off her ability to breath. In a real match, Elaine would be
jamming her thumbs into Katherine's ribs, but such an escape move would
be out of place in this sensual submission match. In this situation,
Elaine was left with no other option.

She made a muffled noise that tickled Katherine's nipples. Allowing her
prisoner to breathe, she asked again, "Do you submit now?"

"Yes..yes Katherine. I submit to you," Elaine answered, smiling up at
her muscular lover.

Katherine couldn't resist. She flexed her legs and tightened the hold.
Elaine grimaced, but made no move to try and free herself. She lay
docilely, looking up at her captor, eyes full of admiration.

"I give, Katherine. You win. I'll do anything you say."

"I want you to beg me for mercy."

"Mercy, please. I beg you."

Katherine grinned, as she loosened her hold.

"Now I'll be able to tell my grandchildren about the time I made the
women's world champion beg me for mercy."

"Your grandchildren?" Elaine asked dubiously.

"Well, someone's grandchildren then," Katherine laughed, and leaned down
to kiss Elaine. They soon wound up in bed, slept little, but eventually
drifted off. When they awoke a few hours later, Elaine was still curled
up in Katherine's arms. They made love again, showered together, made
love again in the shower and once more on the bed before finally getting
dressed. Katherine made breakfast. They ate quietly. There was little to
say, it seemed.

As they held a long hug, Elaine with her coat on and both with tears in
their eyes, Katherine whispered, "you know, it's not goodbye. I'll be in
touch...and you know I'll be cheering for you, wherever I am."

"I know," Elaine sniffed. "but I'm going to miss you so much."

"Me too."

"I'd better go, Elaine said, giving Katherine one last hug. They
exchanged a final, passionate kiss and Elaine stepped into the hallway.
Katherine watched from her doorway, waved goodbye as she entered the
lift, then stepped back into her apartment and closed the door. She took
several long, deep breaths, but it was no use. She was unable to stem
the flow of tears that came, and came and came until, at last, she was
all cried out.