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


"Ready for me?" Lee Anne taunted, her pussy hovering over Angel's lips.

She planted herself on Angel's face, who tried to speak, but could only
emit muffled grunts.

"Hey," Lee Anne giggled "that tickles."

After a few seconds, she raised herself up, allowing Angel to breathe a
little, before settling back down on her face.

"Is this ok?" she asked, looking at Katherine for approval.

"Absolutely! It's sort of an unwritten code. Any woman who can mount her
opponent's face deserves to enjoy the fruit of her labour."

Lee Anne's eyes grew wide with excitement and pride. She flexed her arms
sexily and bounced lightly on Angel's face a few times, before giving
her another chance to get some air. Lee Anne could hardly contain
herself. She was going to win! Katherine, so beautiful, intelligent,
rich...soon she'd finally be with that incredible goddess of a woman.
She snuck a few flirtatious glances at Katherine, as she writhed and
rubbed her pussy hard against Angel's nose.

"Enjoying yourself?" she sneered, lifting herself off of Angel's face.

Surprisingly, Angel's only reply was to put her hands on Lee Anne's hips
and guided her back down. This time, she felt Angel's tongue pushing
against the fabric of her bikini bottoms. She rose up a bit, allowing
Angel more freedom. Angel responded by rubbing Lee Anne's butt cheeks,
while her tongue tried to work it's way under the fabric of her bikini.

Katherine watched, as Angel's efforts at resisting subsided. She
appeared to have given up the struggle. She felt a sense of
disappointment wash over her as she observed Angel accepting defeat.
She'd been wrong about her. It wasn't that she didn't expect the the
bigger, more experienced Lee Anne to initially be the aggressor, it's
just that she was certain Angel would rise to the challenge and, if not
win the match, at least put up one hell of a fight. Unfortunately, it
looked as thought she was going down with barely a struggle, as Angel
now brought her hand from Lee Anne's ass to her hip, and started untying
her bikini bottoms. Instinctively, Lee Anne moved to stop her.

"Please," Angel urged, "I can do it so much better if they're off."

Lee Anne watched Angel's tongue do battle with her bikini as it fought
for access to her clit. Too cool, she thought, totally getting off on
the idea of making Angel her pussy slut. She untied the string the rest
of the way, pulled the fabric out from under her and tossed it to the
side.

"Ok sweetie," she said, "eat me., and it better be good."

As Angel plied her tongue to Lee Anne's pussy, the sexy redhead wiggled
her hips, threw her head back, pursed her lips and clutched her
hair...standard porn flick moves, putting on a show for Katherine. As
the older woman watched with interest though, Lee Anne soon stopped
mugging for her. Before long, she was barely moving at all. Her eyes had
a glazed over, far off kind of look and she was panting heavily. The
only movement coming from her now was a slight rotating of her hips, in
synch with the movements of Angel's tongue. Angel placed her hands on
Lee Anne's hips and, ever so gently, guided her over to one side.

"Go on your side," Angel whispered breathlessly, "I can do it even
better that way."

Lee Anne co-operated and soon she was stretched out, with Angel's head
between her legs. Almost immediately, she began making whimpering
sounds, punctuated by the occasional "yes" and "don't stop". Within
moments, she was moaning constantly. Angel gradually shifted them around
until she had lying flat on her back. Angel kept her tongue in constant
contact with her clit.  Lee Anne's head now flopped limply from side to
side, her mouth hanging open. Katherine noticed a bit of drool on one
corner. She didn't even appear to know where she was anymore. It was at
that moment Angel enacted her scheme.

In one swift, well executed move, she shifted back, got to her knees and
put here arms under Lee Anne's legs, just above her knees. She curled
and locked her fingers together in the way that Katherine had taught
her. Before Lee Anne even realized what was happening, Angel stood up.
Her calf's were pinned between Angel's arms and chest and her feet were
trapped under her armpits. Angel took a second to smile down at Lee
Anne's expression of shock and confusion before jerking her to one side,
stepping over her back and applying a Boston Crab hold. Angel gave her
no time to kick out of it, immediately sitting right down, almost
touching her lower back.

"Submit?" Angel asked.

"No, you can't...arrrgh, stop. You already gave up."

"Nope, sorry. I tried to and you wouldn't let me."

"No, that's cheating."

"Let's ask Katherine."

"She's right, Lee Anne. You refused her submission."

"There you are, 'sweetie'," Angel said, doing a sarcastic imitation,
"now GIVE!"

Angel braced her feet on the mat, lifted her hips and leaned back even
further, until the backs of their heads were nearly touching. Lee Anne
was in a very painful, and dangerous position and screamed out her
submission almost instantly. Angel released Lee Anne, who instantly got
on her knees, trying to stretch out her back. Angel went over to her
corner of the mat and sat impassively, as Katherine tended to her,
making sure she wasn't injured. There was a longer break, while she
helped her stretch out the kinks Angel's crab hold had produced.

As it turned out, Lee Anne had been more frightened than hurt. Katherine
was sympathetic - the first time in a Boston Crab hold can be a scary
experience. It feels like your spine will snap. She should have
cautioned Angel to be careful with a hold so potentially dangerous, but
she'd been so stunned by the sudden swiftness of her deceptive ploy, she
failed to react in time. Also, she wasn't expecting such ferocity out of
someone she'd pretty much written off and having given up the match. She
was reminded of what her former teacher (and lover) Elaine had always
said...a trained fighter who knows how little pressure is needed to
maintain a hold or cause a submission; it's amateur who's inexperience
can cause some real damage.

After a few minutes, Lee Anne was ready to continue. Katherine was
relieved she seemed to be all right, at least physically. Mentally, and
emotionally, it seemed hard to imagine she wouldn't be thrown off
balance by Angel's determination and demonstrated capacity for
deviousness. This would be a good test, though. She'd been wondering
about Lee Anne's temperament, and this would be a chance to see if she
could focus and continue to wrestle in the smart, controlled way she'd
begun the match, or if Angel had gotten to her. Either way, this was
going to be interesting. What, mere moments ago, looked like it an
anti-climactic dud now seemed like it had the potential to be one of the
best matches Katherine had ever witnessed.

To Lee Anne's credit, she didn't let Angel's stunning reversal
intimidate her. She went straight after her and again, her kick boxing
experience seemed to stand her in good stead. She outmanoeuvred Angel
and got one of her legs tucked under her arm, taking a second to secure
it tightly. Katherine suspected Lee Anne wanted to get Angel in the same
crab hold, as pay back. She expected to see her reach for Angel's other
leg, but instead, Angel lifted it up herself, curled it around Lee
Anne's waist and locked her feet together.

At first glance, it just looked like an ineffective, amateurish kind of
move, one that was unlikely to do Angel any good, and could actually
wind up putting her in a position for Lee Anne to fold her up in a
matchbook pin. But two things happened, changing the outlook entirely.
For one, Angel seemed to have good positioning. Her leg muscles were
fully flexed and the grimace on Lee Anne's face showed her to be in some
pain.

The second thing was that Angel had curled her upper body up and was now
literally hanging off of Lee Anne, who was forced to bear her entire
weight. Katherine was truly impressed by Angel's abdominal strength. She
was smiling and seemed to be having no trouble supporting herself with
just her core muscles. In a relaxed sounding tone, she ordered her
opponent to get down on her knees, if she didn't want to be squeezed
even harder.

Lee Anne had both hands on the tops of Angel's thighs and was pushing on
them, trying to loosen them and escape the pressure they were putting on
her ribcage. She couldn't seem to get the right leverage though, and
reached around behind her, searching out Angel's feet. Angel kept her
promise to squeeze even harder. Lee Anne cried out and dropped to her
knees. The impact of Angel's back hitting the mat caused her ankles to
unclasp and her legs to open up. Lee Anne twisted around to escape, but
Angel quickly locked her feet together again and reapplied the body
scissors hold, this time with Lee Anne face down, on her stomach.
Katherine could see Angel adjust her leg position, looking for the place
she had told her about, just under the ribcage. Satisfied she'd found
the right spot, Angel began to squeeze. Katherine, who'd found it
painful when Angel was squeezing her ribs, could only imagine what Lee
Anne was going through. She watched Angel's facial expression turn to
one of concern, as Lee Anne pushed up with both arms in an attempt to
escape the grip Angel's thighs had on her.  But Angel simply reacted by
grabbing hold of the wrist nearest to her and wrenching Lee Anne's arm
up behind her back. Her expressive face bore a look of satisfaction and
confidence, and why not, thought Katherine. The hammerlock/bodyscissors
combo was a great finishing move, almost impossible to escape,
especially when the scissors is being applied by someone with legs as
strong as Angel's. They were definitely the equalizing factor against
the redhead's advantage in size and experience.

Katherine expected Angel to keep up the squeeze and maybe crank Lee
Anne's arm up a little higher to force her submission, but the wily
little brunette had other plans. With her victim secured in her
combination hold, she reached back, almost casually, and began to remove
Lee Anne's bikini bottoms again. She glanced over at Katherine while
doing so, but it wasn't a questioning type of look. It was more of a
smug smile, as if to say "watch this". Clearly, she didn't expect
Katherine to object and she was right. Katherine had become captivated
by Angel's approach to this contest and couldn't wait to see what was
next.