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Rise of a Matriarch- Chapter 7 Domination and Departure.

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Chapter 7 Domination and Departure.

Sophia was dreaming , it was a wonderful erotic dream as she drifted towards wakefulness ashe suddenly realised she wasn’t dreaming the sensation in her cunt really was someone licking up and down her slit and around her clit , looking down the bed she saw the white mane of Iliafray’s hair spread over her thighs and clearly her tongue at work. Iliafray sensed Sophia stirring and immediately changed her pattern sliding her tongue deep into Sophia’s cunt and then going back to lick and nibble at her clit while sliding a pair of fingers into Sophia’s cunt to replace her tongue, soon she had Sophia breathing deeply and clutching at her head before Sophia’s thighs clenched and she exploded in an orgasm. After a last few licks Iliafray raised her head “ Good morning Mistress” then she started to lick her fingers clean of Sophia’s juices.

Sophia looked at Iliafray momentarily confused before she remembered yesterday’s conversation and smiled with a sense of wicked delight “Good morning my little pet, now finish your morning duties and then we will discuss how naughty of you it is that you have not got your collar on” she pressed Iliafray’s head back towards her cunt. Getting the message Iliafray pressed her lips around Sophia’s cunt and then began to swallow as Sophia began to piss into her mouth, she managed to swallow most of it but a very strong spurt caused her mouth to overflow and some of the liquid to flow over Sophia’s mound and the bedding, once the flow came to a halt she licked along Sophia’s slit and then across her mound licking up all the traces of Sophia’s piss while Sophia’s hands remained on Iliafray’s head holding it to her Cunt. As Iliafray finished Sophia pushed her back so she rolled off the bed with a thud, “Now get your collar my pet and we will see what reminder you need to do your duties better. I want you kneeling in your bedroom with your collar and leash on, waiting for me after my breakfast”. Iliafray stood up and meekly left the room, while Sophia stood up and walked into her mistress’s lounge to collect breakfast and eat .

Iliafray went into her bedroom and collected the collar the Matriarch used for her with it’s attached leash and placed it around her neck. Then she knelt in front of the door with her knee’s apart and her hands resting on each knee leaving her exposed and with the leash dangling down the front of her body between her breasts and resting on her glistening cunt.

Sophia finished a leisurely breakfast enjoying the thought of letting Iliafray wait and thinking what she could do today which would be fun for both of them. She had heard of some of Ilafray’s experiences at the hands of the Matriarch and wanted to make sure that Iliafray had much more fun this time, and of course she wanted to enjoy herself. Walking into the bedroom she saw Iliafray kneeling on the floor walking up to her she used her feet to knudge Iliafray’s knee’s further apart spreading her legs more, then walked around her as Iliafray turned her head to watch “Eyes front pet” she admired Iliafray’s body as she walked around her and then stood behind Iliafray and began to rub her cunt across the back of Iliafray’s,head feeling the silky hair rubbing over her cunt lips and clit , she soon brought herself off, her excitement at the reversal of the normal situation having her on the edge of coming before even touching iliafray, leaving Iliafray’s hair sticky with her juices.

Leaning forward she picked up the end of the leash and using it tugged Ilaifray forward until she was on her hands and knee’s and then pulled her towards the bed . Sophia sat down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs and pulled Iliafray forward so she was on hands and knees between Sophia’s legs , she pulled Iliafray’s head up so she could start work on Sophia’s cunt. “Now my pet get to work on my cunt , and do a good job once you finish I will be deciding on how to punish you for being improperly dressed and then making a mess of my bed” Iliafray began to lick away at Sophia’s already slick cunt, she concentrated on teasing Sophia trying to work her up to a slow and pleasant climax , Sophia was leaning back with her arms thrust out behind her to support her weight as she enjoyed Iliafray’s talented tongue. As Sophia’s breathing grew faster and she became more flushed as she came closer to climax , Iliafray began to vary her pattern now concentrating on Sophia’s clit and finally biting it gently with her teeth to push Sophia over the edge, as Sophia came with a ragged gasp Iliafray pulled back and looked up at Sophia while licking her lips.

As Sophia recovered she stood up and walked over to the cupboard where Iliafray kept many of her toys. Reaching in she took out a Leather armbinder, a light riding crop and Iliafray’s favorite dildo. Then she pulled Iliafray to her feet and attached her leash to one of rope pulleys and used it pull Iliafray up until she was standing stretched up with her heels raised just of the floor and her head pulled up so she was looking towards the ceiling, going around behind Iliafray she began to lace her arms into the tight binder pulling her elbows together behind her back, which for Sophia had the perk of pushing Iliafray’s body forward and arching her back which made her breasts more prominent. “Now we have you ready my pet , I think it’s time to catch up on that punishment “. Stepping in front of Iliafray she started to strike Iliafray firmy across the breasts with the riding crop alternating between each breast with each stroke, she was disappointed that not much of a visible mark was left, unless she was willing to strike hard enough to break the skin, Iliafray gave a little grunt of pain with each strike once ten strikes had been delivered to each breast she stopped and smiling with a wicked little grin she changed the angle of her swing bringing the crop anadolu yakası escort up from beneath Iliafray to land the blow across the lips of her cunt, this created a slightly louder grunt, after five blows Sophia stopped , then pushing forward so that her breast rubbed against Iliafray’s she kissed Iliafray and then said “Now I am going to fuck you”. Stepping back she reached down and rooted the dildo into her cunt then she stepped up to Iliafray and sank the dildo into her sopping cunt pushing forward until their hips pressed against each other then she reached down and lifted Iliafrays hip encouraging Iliafrau to wrap her legs around Sophia’s hips leaving Iliafray’s weight supported by Sophia’s hips and the phallus joining them together, then she began to thrust in and out of Iliafray’s cunt pulling the dildo almost completely out on each backstroke and then ramming it back in until it bottomed out in Iliafray’s cunt. Unacustomed to the sensation of Iliafrays cunt squeezing the dildo as it pressed into her Sophia came quickly but then resumed her activity keeping up the motion until she had caused Iliafray to orgasm as well, the clenching of the muscles in Iliafray’s cunt triggering a second orgasm for Sophia as well. As they both recovered from the orgasm Sophia pulled out of Iliafray and let Iliafray’s legs return to holding her up while she went around behind Iliafray and pressed the tip of the dildo against the tight rosebud of Iliafray’s asshole, before pushing in with a single hard stroke until her front was pressed against Iliafray’s back reaching around Iliafray she played with the rings in Iliafray’s nipple’s with her right hand while she slid three fingers from her left hand into Iliafray;s cunt. Then she began to push in and out of Iliafray’s tight nether passage , she found the pressure of the tight velvety tunnel almost irresistible but fortunately the dildo had been well lubricated by Iliafray’s cunt , the combination of the stimulation of her ass and Sophia’s fingers in her cunt soon brought Iliafray to a crashing orgasm and the clenching of her muscles again brought Sophia to an Orgasm. Pulling out Sophia felt that it was time for a rest , well at least a rest for her.

Removing the dildo from her cunt Sophia moved back around in front of Iliafray, “Time for me to rest and I don’t want you interrupting so open wide and enjoy the taste of yourself”, Iliafray opened her mouth and Sophia slid the dildo into her mouth with one hand while pushing Iliafray’s head back with the other so she could slide the dildo down into Iliafray’s throat watching her throat bulge as she deep throated the Iliafray, she carefully judged it so that Iliaray could still breathe, she stepped back and looked at Iliafray’s bulging mouth and throat with a couple of inches still sticking out of her mouth then she headed over to Iliafray’s toy cupboard and took out a couple of shocking vibrators of the sort she was familiar with and pushed one into each Iliafray’s cunt and the other into her ass, and activated the crystals. Then she picked up a volume of erotic poetry and reclined on the bed to rest, enjoy the book and enjoy the view.

Iliafray was less rested, she was being driven mad by the buzzing in her cunt and ass, it kept bringing her to the edge before a combination of a shock and the devices stopping vibrating would deny her an orgasm. It did not help that the cock in her throat was restricting her breathing leaving her gasping for air and every time she got close to orgasm her knee’s

Weakened and her legs buckled putting her weight onto her collar and leash . She could feel her cunt’s nectar trickling down her legs. It seemed to her that this was going on forever as she got lost in the constant burning in her cunt.

Sophia read for a couple of hours, enjoying the sight of Iliafray twitching and moaning while she lounged in comfort. Then she decided it was time to let Iliafray rest and to have some lunch. Walking over to Iliafray she unhitched the leash from the ceiling and watched as Sophia collapsed to her knees , still shuddering as the vibrators kept up their work. Tugging on Iliafray’s leash she lead the drow into the lounger and indicated her to kneel at the side of the table her various orifices still stuffed with dildo’s and vibrators. While Sophia ate she reached out with her toe’s and teased Iliafray’s cunt. Finishing eating she looked down at Iliafray, “Now my pet it’s time for you to eat” She leaned forward and slowly eased the dildo out of Iliafray’s throat “First an appetiser” she took hold of Iliafray’s head and pulled her round until Iliafray was under the table looking into Sophia’s cunt “Eat me”, she pushed Iliafray’s head down into her cunt and enjoyed the pleasant sensation of Iliafray’s tongue and lips working away at her cunt, she found herself coming rapidly still excited by the control she was exerting over her mistress. After she had come under Iliafray’s talented ministrations she ruffled Iliafray’s hair “I suppose with your arms bound up like that you can’t feed yourself to I will have to help you, stand up” Iliafray struggled to her feet handicapped by the restraints on her arms and and the weakness of her legs , as Iliafray came to her feet Sophia seated the dildo in her cunt and then reached out to pull the vibrator from Iliafray’s asshole “Now face away from me and then seat yourself in my lap” Iliafray moved to sit in Sophia’s lap as she did so Sophia carefully eased the dildo into Iliafray’s ass, causing Iliafray to slowly impale herself as she seated herself “Now fuck yourself slowly on the dildo while I feed you but no coming until I tell you”. Iliafray began to slowly slide herself up and down on the shaft of the dildo causing sensations of pleasure to shoot into the cores of both women, as she did so Sophia reached around Iliafray and taking pieces of food she rubbed anadolu yakası anal yapan escort them in Iliafray’s sopping cunt still being tormented by the vibrator and then placed each morsel in Iliafray’s mouth for her to eat, finally as the last of the food was fed to the helpless Iliafray Sophia reached down and turned the vibrating crystal to it’s maximum “Now you can come” The combination of the friction of the dildo in her tight anal passage and the sudden increase in sensation of the vibrator brought the overstimulated Iliafray to an orgasmic explosion causing her to black out for a short time, Sophia also came driven over the edge by the clenching of Iliafray’s ass on the dildo as she came. The two of them remained slumped in the chair joined by the dildo for a few minutes, Iliafray’s cunt still spasming around the vibrator. As she recovered Sophia reached around and pulled the vibrator from Iliafray’s cunt. “I think we both need a slightly quieter afternoon, come my pet it’s time to bathe” with a gentle push she urged Iliafray to climb off her lap the dildo sliding out of her ass, then standing up she lead Iliafray by the leash into the bathing chamber , where the large pool of magically warmed water was waiting.

With Iliafray’s arms still immobilised behind her, Sophia eased her into the bathing pool, before sliding herself in. Both of them began to relax as the warm water soothed aching muscles and started to remove the assorted fluids from their bodies. Helping Iliafray who was unable to reach herself Sophia used a sponge to help clean off her body letting the sponge linger over the more intimate areas of Iliafray teasing her. However soon both of them were relaxing in the warm soothing waters, almost dozing in the soothing atmosphere for the next hour or so.

Eventually the relaxation of the bath began to fade as both of the women began to feel recovered from their exertions and somewhat waterlogged. Easing out of the bathing pool Sophia helped Iliafray climb out of the pool and then lead her back into the bedroom. There she collected a couple of pitchers of liquid honey from the cabinet and set them on the bedside table then reclining on the bed she poured the honey over her breasts , stomach and hips then tugged Iliafray over to the bed so she was lying facedown on the bed with her arms restrained behind her still in the sleeve. “Clean me , my pet” Iliafray wriggled up the bed until she could reach Sophia’s breasts and began to lick them clean, carefully licking each of Sophia’s nipples running her tongue around them until they turned hard and sucking the nipple rings into her mouth, then licking around and between the breasts rubbing her own breasts against Sophia’s honey slick stomach , then slowly sliding down her body licking away at her stomach removing as much of the honey as possible scooping it out of Sophia’s naval with her tongue and stimulating the piercing there , then moving down with slow and deliberate licks she started licking clean Sophia’s hips and thighs, carefully teasing around her cunt before finally moving in on it , tasting the mixture of honey and Sophia;s juices she carefully licked clean the area around her slit before sliding her tongue into Sophia drawing an appreciative moan as her tongue dug deep into Sophia’s cunt then as she felt the moment approaching licking and nipping at the bud of her clit until she coaxed an orgasm from Sophia.

Sophia crawled out from under Iliafray and climbed off the bed, moving round to the foot of the bed she rolled Iliafray onto her back and pushed several cushions under her lower back raising her ass off the bed and leaving both her holes exposed. Sophia started off her pouring honey over Iliafray’s cunt and ass then settled down to licking away at it , licking around Iliafray’s cunt and asshole but staying away from her clit, she kept at his for quite a few minutes until Iliafray was squirming under her tongue trying to thrust her cunt forward and get more attention from Sophia’s tongue. Sophia pulled back having got Iliafray fully lubricated she started to slide her fingers into Iliafray’s ass sliding them through her anal rosebud well lubricated by the honey and secretions from her cunt, slowly stretching it to mounting groans from Iliafray until she managed to slide her hand into the dilated hole and clench her small fist inside. The moans from Iliafray indicated that the stretching while painful was still exciting her, then she started to slide her other hand into Iliafray’s cunt feeling the pressure of her hand against the other hand inside Iliafray, Iliafray’s moans were louder now and Sophia began to move her hands inside Iliafray stimulating her cunt and ass before moving her head in close to lick at Iliafray’s clit , finally triggering an orgasm, then she kept going coaxing several more orgasm’s out of Iliafray before finally pulling her hands out of the whimpering drow. She moved up along Iliafray’s body and kissed her before lying down next to the restrained Iliafray and sliding an arm over her shoulder while the two lay back and recovered.

After a while Sophia rolled Iliafray over and unlaced the sleeve pinning her arms behind her back. With her hands and arms free Iliafray stretched trying to free her arms and shoulders of the cramping and stiffness they were suffering from , the two young women then just lay together in each other’s arms enjoying the other’s presence and for now too sated and tired to do anything.

Time passed and the two began to talk, they talked of memories and happier events from their youth, carefully neither spoke of the future as both of them feared the changes to come. Eventually they began to feel hungry and both of them got out of bed and returned to the lounge continuing their conversation while they ate an evening meal. Finally as anadolu yakası otele gelen escort the evening wore on Sophia asked “Iliafray , will you join me in bed , with neither of us serving the other but as friends, just this once” Iliafray responded by taking Sophia’s hand “Yes , Sophia let us enjoy this night together” the two walked hand in hand to the bedroom.

The two of them knelt down on the bed facing each other, leaning into each other knee’s and breast’s touching each other and kissed each other wrapping their arms around each other. As they kissed their tongues probed each other’s mouth’s intertwining in a display of passion. Then Iliafray slid one knee between Sophia’s and pushed her back until Iliafray lay atop Sophia their breasts and cunts pressed against each other , while continuing to kiss the two began to rub against each other feeling the friction of their slick cunts rubbing against each other and slowly bringing each other towards a climax until they both came to a climax crying out into each others mouths. After a few moments pause Sophia rolled over until Ilifray was beneath her then turned around straddling Iliafray’s face with her thigh’s before leaning down so her own face was framed in the V of Iliafray’s thighs. Both women began to lick away at the juicing cunt in front of them exploring the folds of the labia and the tight vaginal openings with their tongues, lapping up each other’s nectar, Iliafray raising her head to get better access to the cunt straddling her and arching up her own cunt towards Sophia’s probing tongue. The first to orgasm was Sophia but she redoubled her efforts and was soon rewarded by an explosion of fluid from Iliafray’s cunt , neither of the stopped continuing to wring more orgasm’s from their partner, until finally both of them reached a point where their tongues could not manage another lick and their bodies were fatigued by the multiple orgasm’s wracking them. With their efforts spent the two wriggled around until they were cuddling each other as they drifted off to sleep.

Morning came too soon, and for Iliafray in a familiar manner she came awake to feel Sophia licking away at her , in the familiar morning ritual, reaching down she ran her hand through Sophia’s hair and enjoying the familiar sensation , finally Sophia’s questing finger’s brought her over the edge. Sophia remained pinning her legs in place with her mouth firmly wrapped around Iliafray’s cunt “Really Sophia, you don’t have to do this” the muffled response seemed to indicate she wanted to so Iliafray relaxed and let her urine trickle out into Sohia’s mouth to be gulped down.

The morning ritual completed they got out of bed kissed, Iliafray tasting herself on her slave’s lips and Iliafray began to dress, as usual Sophia remained naked lounging on the bed until Ilifray pointed over at pile of clothes she had taken from the cupboard “Sophia you need to dress too, remember you set off for the surface today”. It took Sophia sometime to dress it had been a long time since she wore so many clothes at most since coming to the underdark she had worn flimsy negligee or a hooded robe . The Underwear, trousers , shirt and tunic were totally unfamiliar and incredibly scratchy and itchy on her skin. Then before leaving the apartment they embraced and kissed one last time. Then Iliafray lead Sophia out to meet the merchants who would be escorting her to the surface.

Interlude 7 Sophia Surfaces

The journey to the surface was the most unpleasant thing Sophia had experienced since being bought by Iliafray. The first problem was that she had no idea how to ride a pack lizard comfortably and was not fit enough to walk alongside the caravan all the time having spent several years living in an apartment, when she tried to walk she soon found herself falling behind as her leg muscles cramped and gave up, forcing her to ride on one of the lizards where her inexperienced riding style and uncomfortable motion of the lizards left her legs and ass sore. The next problem was that she was homesick, she missed her life with Iliafray and she was very uncomfortable around strangers and so kept to herself and avoided the merchants and guards of the caravan , after all she rarely encountered anyone except Iliafray under normal circumstances and now she was exposed to a score of strangers. The last problem was that she was not getting any sex , it had been a very rare event for her to go as long as a day without a sexual encounter and even longer since she had worn this much clothing which itched and scratched although the latter was barely noticeable besides the pain of travelling.

Things did improve slightly over the journey, her fitness improved and she had to spend less time riding, and she was gradually learning to use her increased magical power . This did not seem to take the form of spellcasting but of channelling the magical energy into her body making her stronger and healing the aches and pains of travelling. The one thing that did not improve though was the home sickness and isolation she still could not bring herself to socialise with this large group of strangers who all knew each other , so each time the group stopped to rest she found herself sitting off to one side and remembering better times. She also found herself worrying about the future , what was she going to do on the surface particularly if Iliafray did not come looking for her soon she had plenty of money or so she thought but barely spoke any of the surface languages and had no idea how to function in society having been an isolated sex slave for years

Despite her worries and pains the journey neared its end. From what she understood the caravan would emerge from a cave in a forest and then split up with her accompanying a group travelling to the nearest city. She was excited to see tree’s and the sun for the first time. It would be something new and interesting. She was thinking this as she ate her stew at the last stop before reaching the surface , as she finished it though she found herself getting drowsy fast and soon unconsciousness took her, she realised what was happening at the end and wondered why the merchants had drugged her.

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Ringside Seats Ch. 01

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This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere.

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The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author’s permission.

This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don’t go looking for it on a map. And in my little fictional world, there are no unwanted pregnancies or STD’s, except as plot driving devices. The author encourages the practice of safe-sex.

This story is about two of my favorite things: Lesbians and professional wrestling. And the story is a bit wordy, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere.

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“Ringside Seats . . .” Part 1

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“Good God, what a shot! That knocked her head clean off! We have One! Two! Three! And it’s over! Demonica wins with the Clothesline of the Damned, and Good Girl Gabriel is left laying in the ring!”

As Tiffany Thurman, known to local wrestling fans as Demonica exited the ringside area, she was clutching her neck. Gabby, her opponent that evening, had botched a German suplex and Tiffany knew she was going to be hurting in the morning. What made matters worse was that Tiffany was going to get chewed out for throwing a stiff clothesline right after that. It didn’t matter to John Wells that Gabby was a horrible worker. She was a hot piece of ass who constantly sucked up to him, so Tiffany was going to be the one taking the blame. But the crowd had been relatively into the match, so it probably wouldn’t be too bad.

She wandered through the back curtain and into the backstage area, heading for the locker room. She got a couple high-fives on the way from the ring crew and other personnel, and she returned them with a smile. For all the politics and sore muscles and the occasional broken bones, she loved her business . . . most of the time. She, her father and grandfather used to watch professional wrestling all the time. The biggest thrill of her life had been when her dad and grandfather had taken her to the Great American Bash in 1987 to watch the Wargames match-up with the Horsemen and J. J. Dillon versus the American Dream, the Russian Nightmare and the Road Warriors with Precious Paul Ellering. She had been hooked ever since. Now, at the age of twenty-eight, she was an eight-year veteran of the squared circle. She had started working out when she was fourteen years old and had never stopped. She had gotten a degree in physical therapy with an emphasis on sports therapy, but that had just been to make her family happy. She had started training at a pro wrestling school when she was eighteen. Tiffany had been the only girl at the school, which meant she got some unwanted attention. But she felt she was good and that she could make it to the major leagues if she just stuck to it. She had even gotten breast implants when she was twenty-two to help retain some of her “femininity” that might have otherwise been lost due to her rigorous exercise regiment.

She got into the locker area and went to wash her hands, then stared at herself in the mirror. Her makeup had run quite a bit in that match. “I look like a depressed clown,” she told herself. No one had ever been able to convince Tiffany that she was attractive, even though most people found her to be so. She may have been a little too muscular for some potential suitors, but she didn’t care. She washed the black, red and white face paint away to reveal a tanned face, beautiful green eyes and good skin. She let her medium-length brown hair out from the confines of her headband, then started to remove her trademark black leather costume. A couple of the other girls wandered through, but most of them didn’t speak to her. She intimidated some and others stayed away because she was often at odds with the guy who signed their paychecks. But some had other reasons. As Tiffany grabbed a towel and popped back into the showers, a couple of girls quickly exited with looks of disdain on their faces. Tiffany could have sworn she heard the phrase “dirty dyke” filter back through the pungent air.

“You’d think that wouldn’t matter anymore, but still . . .” she muttered to herself. But it was true in a sense. Tiffany had eventually accepted that she was in fact a homosexual. Of course, she had tried very hard to convince herself otherwise for many years back in the day, to the point she had gotten involved with some guys she probably shouldn’t have. One of them had left her a present. After her shower, she wrapped a towel around herself and went back into the locker room, only to find someone waiting for her.

“Mommy!” came a delighted squeal as Tiffany’s seven-year-old daughter bolted through across the floor only to be swept up in her mother’s powerful arms.

“Hey pumpkin!” Tiffany said, an enormous smile on her face. While her life may not have Gaziantep Kavaklık Escort gone in the direction she originally intended, Sally Thurman was one thing that Tiffany wouldn’t have changed for the world. Sally’s father had been a useless piece of garbage who had charmed Tiffany’s pants off and then disappeared, but she wasn’t bitter about it. “Where’s Aunt Betty?”

“Right here,” came a voice from the door. Betty was Tiffany’s older sister and often acted as a babysitter. While she wasn’t thrilled about her younger sister’s choice of occupations, the two were close and both absolutely doted over Sally. Anyone who watched Tiffany in the ring would probably be amazed at how gentle those powerful arms could be when wrapped around that little girl. “Don’t worry, we didn’t watch the match.”

Tiffany was still smiling as she rubbed noses with her daughter. Sally had issues when it came to her mother’s matches. She didn’t like seeing someone punching Tiffany or hitting her with a metal folding-chair, even though she knew it was choreographed. “Thanks. I owe you.”

“It’s not a problem. I love spending time with the munchkin. By the way, Dad wanted to know if you’re bringing her by on Tuesday for his birthday party.”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“Are you . . . bringing someone? A date maybe?”

Tiffany rolled her eyes. Her family was still freaked out by Tiffany’s apparent switch in sexual preference even though it had been six years since her “coming out”, but they tried their best to be understanding. But Tiffany had only been on a handful of dates since Sally was born, and hadn’t had a relationship that lasted longer than a couple of months. Between taking care of Sally, wrestling, training, and working her second job as a bartender, Tiffany had given up all hope on a social life. And even if she had a spare hour or so, there weren’t a lot of people who wanted to hang out with a single mother who smashed people’s faces for a living. “No, no date.”

“Listen, I’ve got this friend . . .”

“Betty, no more setting me up. I appreciate the gesture, but your blind dates tend to go badly for me.”

“How was I supposed to know it was just a man in drag?”

“The Adams Apple didn’t tip you off?”

“Don’t start. At least I’m trying, and . . .” Betty stopped as she got a dirty look from Sally. She didn’t like it when people argued, particularly not with her mother.

“Oh my goodness, its a little angel!” came a new voice. It was Deborah Wells, the owner’s wife. Whereas her husband John was a first-class prick, Deborah was a sweet lady. She was actually only a year older than Tiffany and was quite the hottie, but she was almost as scorned as Tiffany herself. Deborah had been a porn star for many years before marrying John, and that bit of information made her the subject of ridicule around the company. Never mind that she was a business savvy, drop-dead-gorgeous blonde with double-D hooters and a generous spirit. All people cared about was that she was someone they could look down on. It didn’t help that she had married someone fifteen years older than her.

“Hey Mrs. Wells,” Tiffany said. Sally smiled. Deborah was always nice to her.

“Call me Debbie, please. Anyway, I guess you know why I’m here . . .”

“Let me guess, John sent you to complain about something.”

“Yeah. I’m sorry, but you know how he is. He wants you to watch the clotheslines. Says you’re hitting people stiff.”

Tiffany looked at her daughter. “Hey sweetie, would you mind waiting outside with Sally while I get dressed and talk some business?” As soon as her family was out of the room, “Damn straight I hit her stiff. She almost broke my neck! Again!”

“I know. I think she was trained by the Marx Brothers. Well, I said I would tell you, and now I’ve told you.”

About then, a number of other girls wandered in. Some were wrestlers while others were valets. Vicky Smith (Valkyrie) and Jeanna Benjamin (Amazon) wandered over. Vicky was another blonde, leaner than most of the girls and with small breasts, but was probably the fastest and most agile girl they had. Jeanna was a brunette with short, spiked black hair, a curvy body and twinkling blue eyes. Both girls were actually reasonably friendly to Tiffany, and both dropped by to tell her how gorgeous her daughter was. Then they wandered off, talking about going out to the clubs later that night. They stopped and asked a couple of the other girls if they wanted to go, but they didn’t ask Tiffany. They never did.

‘Who wants to hang out with a twenty-eight-year-old single mom?’ she asked again of herself. ‘Oh well. It’s not like I could go anyway.’

Deborah was looking at her funny. Tiffany assumed it was pity. Maybe she realized . . .

“Hey,” Debbie started, “are you interested in going and grabbing a drink or something? I mean, John is going to be busy with the building manager for a while, so . . .”

Tiffany sighed. It actually sounded tempting, even though it was probably just a pitying gesture from the boss’s wife. “Not this time. My sister’s been looking after Sally all evening, so I figure I’d better go take the little monster off her hands.”

Deborah smiled as Tiffany finished getting dressed. She let her eyes rest on the strong back and firm buttocks of the female wrestler standing before her. ‘That is a handsome woman,’ she thought. ‘It’s a shame she doesn’t get more ring time, or gets stuck working with no-talent sluts like Gabby. I think she could make the big time if she just had half a chance.’ She felt a bit disappointed when Tiffany was fully dressed. Her husband didn’t pay much attention to her in those days, usually because he had just fucked one of his employees or staff. She knew about his affairs, but had convinced herself that she didn’t really care. She did occasionally want some company, but most of the people in the company looked down on her, and she knew it. All she really wanted was a friend. But it looked like she was going home alone.

Tiffany saw something in Deborah’s face that was all too familiar: loneliness. “Hey, maybe next week? Friday? I’m sure Sally wouldn’t mind sleeping over at her friend Jamie’s house, and Jamie’s folks are always okay with Sally staying with them.”

“Sure!” Deborah returned, almost too eagerly. She hadn’t had a night out in a long time, so another week wouldn’t hurt.

“Cool. I’ll make sure I can get the night off at the bar. Shouldn’t be a problem since that’s a big tip night and there’s always another bartender willing to pick up that shift.”

Deborah penciled her cell number down on a piece of paper and handed it to Tiffany. “Call me when you figure out what a good time would be. I’m pretty much always free.” Deborah smiled and walked out the door. ‘That sounded so pathetic,’ she thought. ‘I’m always free. Why not just say that you’re a pathetic loser or something else like that?’ She sighed, then smiled at Sally who was still waiting for her mom, then headed for home.

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Several hours later . . .

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Vicky and Jeanna, also known in NAXW (North American eXtreme Wrestling) as the Warrior Maidens, had been drinking and dancing since the show was over. They were always high on adrenaline after a performance, and tonight had been good. The arena they did their weekly shows in (termed “The Slaughterhouse” by fans) had been filled to capacity, which was about a thousand people. Ever since some of the other California independent wrestling circuits had closed down for various reasons, NAXW had been doing well. They even had some successful tours up and down the coast, and there was talk of putting on some shows in Oregon, Washington and even Nevada. Their Saturday night shows were broadcast on a number of local stations, and rumors had been circulating through the locker room lately that the WWE was considering making NAXW one of their new farm leagues. That would mean greater payoffs and more chances to make it to the big league. John Wells may have been a pig, but he was a charismatic pig. He had been wooing sponsors and media outlets while his wife hired the talent. And for a woman, who most considered to be a glorified hooker, she knew her business. She had brought in attractive and athletic women (some of whom even had talent) to keep guys attention even when the wrestling wasn’t superb, but she also had insisted on get input from Hollywood writers who needed a break. Because of that, the story lines for the wrestlers, both men and women, were considerably more polished than they were in other independent leagues.

“To riches and glory!” had been the final toast the two women had shared with their comrades before making a break for it. They all knew that their chances of making it big were slim, but the chance itself was something to celebrate.

After they left the club, the two women didn’t head home like they had told their friends they would. Instead, they drove downtown to another club. As Vicky parked the car, she was feeling slightly remorseful.

“Hey, do you think we should’ve invited Tiffany? I mean, she’s really cool and like SO hot!”

Jeanna grinned. “She’s always got her daughter with her, and she doesn’t seem like the type to drag her kid into a bar.”

“I know. She’s a good mother. And she made one cute kid!”

Jeanna kept smiling. Vicky adored kids, and she wanted to have some of her own some day. But like everyone else in the company, she wanted to make a run at the big-time first. She held the door open for the blonde girl, giving her a quick pat on the ass as Vicky wandered inside the new club. The door was unmarked. It was one of those places you had to already know about before you could go, unless you were with someone who could get you an invite. Jeanna had been put on the permanent invite list by a former lover, which was good because she didn’t have the money or clout to get in on her own.

There were a series of darkened rooms and narrow hallways, and there were couches everywhere for people to lounge. More specifically, they were for women to lounge on. The club, known only as The Dark, catered almost exclusively to a lesbian clientele. As soon as the two girls were inside, Jeanna spun Vicky around and planted a sweet, lingering kiss on the girl’s waiting lips.

“I’ve been waiting all night for that,” she whispered into Vicky’s ear. She let her hands slide down to grab Vicky’s ass through her skintight spandex pants.

“You didn’t need to wait,” Vicky said, kissing her friend, partner and lover as passionately as she could. Arms wrapped around each other, they made their way slowly to the bar and ordered a couple of mild drinks.

“Yes, I did. Can’t have people thinking we’re a couple of naughty dykes now can we?”

Vicky sighed. They had been arguing about this for almost six months, ever since they first evolved their friendship into something more sexual. Vicky wanted to come clean about their relationship with their coworkers, but Jeanna kept pointing out how much grief that Tiffany got for being “out.” So far, Jeanna had been winning the argument, but Vicky was becoming increasingly discontent at having to hide her feelings for the other girl whenever other people were around.

“No pouting,” Jeanna said, running her thumb along Vicky’s bottom lip. “C’mon, we can finally let loose!” She pressed her lips against Vicky’s and slid her tongue inside. Whatever resistance her girlfriend had thought about putting up quickly dissipated. Jeanna felt those sinewy arms encircling her neck as Vicky pressed up against her. The blonde sometimes took some time to warm up, but she went from warm to boiling pretty quickly. Even as their tongues danced a tango in each other’s mouth, Jeanna was looking for one of the many nooks and crannies (preferably vacant) where the type of activity that she was interested in was allowed at that particular venue. Finally, she noticed the bartender was smiling at her, and then the woman motioned in a particular direction. Jeanna followed her gaze and saw a shadowy area. ‘Perfect’ she thought. “Follow me,” she said to Vicky.

The two girls hurried over to their spot and sat down on a comfortable couch that smelled of clove cigarettes and expensive perfume. Both women peered through the dim light, catching hints of debauchery in various stages. There were more than a few couples or groups who were almost completely naked. At least the parts that Jeanna could see were naked. Her observation of other couples was cut short when a talented little hand thrust itself into the waistband of her skirt and began tracing the outline of her pussy through her bikini-style panties. ‘Yep, she’s boiling all right!’ Jeanna thought, letting the other girl set the tempo.

Vicky was reaching a level of being horny that was almost epic in scale. Ever since their first night together, she found herself counting the minutes before she could be alone with her lover. She started rubbing circles in the silk that covered Jeanna’s mound while simultaneously sucking on the girl’s neck. Jeanna closed her legs tightly together, making Vicky push hard to squeeze her hand between them.

“Don’t play coy,” Vicky almost growled. “I need you! I need to feel you! It’s been so long!” She ran a finger up and down Jeanna’s moist slot through the panties, pushing the digit in as deeply as she could against the annoying resistance of the undergarment.

“So long? We did this last . . . last . . . last night . . . oh fuck.” Jeanna finally spread her legs so that her lover’s hand could move more freely again. She felt Vicky’s hand pushing Jeanna’s panties aside so she could slide her fingers deep into Jeanna’s box.

Vicky knew right where the sweet spot was and went there right away. She wrapped her own legs around Jeanna’s waist and used her heels to keep that girl’s legs spread wide. And her free hand found its way up Jeanna’s shirt, grasping one warm breast through her bra. And those soft lips trailed kisses all over Jeanna’s neck.

The dark-haired girl could scarcely believe that these incredible, talented hands had been throwing punches, chops and body slams just four hours earlier. “Do me baby! Nobody makes me feel like you do!” Jeanna pushed down on Vicky’s hand, keeping those fingers performing their magic inside her honey pot. And perform they did, as Vicky quickly brought her friend to orgasm. Jeanna’s body was quivering with delight and her pussy was trying capturing her lover’s powerful fingers. Even after her climax subsided, Vicky’s fingers kept slowly moving as they basked in the afterglow.

“No one does it for me like you do,” Jeanna reiterated. “But now it’s my turn.” She spun and put her full weight against Vicky, pushing her down into the welcoming comfort of the sofa and lying on top of her, kissing her heatedly. “Beautiful,” she muttered. She left another trail of kisses, starting at Vicky’s lips and making her way down the girl’s neck to her perspiration-covered cleavage. She pushed the girl’s smallish breasts together under her blouse, kissing the warm mounds that became visible. Vicky generally didn’t wear a bra on these outings, so Jeanna slid a hand inside the neckline and pushed it down until one entire breast came into view. Jeanna could barely see the nipple, but her mouth found it based almost entirely on instinct. She sucked on it lovingly, nursing on it like a child. And Vicky cradled Jeanna’s head the entire time, stroking her dark hair.

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