Slave Wars season 1: Natsumi vs Dominique

Slave wars match
Win via pin or submission
Winner must fuck the loser

Cassandra was waiting outside her private changing room, a slight smirk on her face..

Today she would be facing her sister Melissa... But not the two of them facing off against one another in the ring, no.. they hadn't done that for quite some years.. No, today they were going to be pitting their "prize fighters" against one another. Hoping to win? Not exactly... See, in a conversation with her sister, Melissa had teasingly bet her that she had a more submissive slave then Cassandra did. Cass had taken the bait, she didn't want to be bested even if being bested actually meant winning in this case!

She had had Natsumi as a slave for some time now, she started off with absolutely no wrestling knowledge but had improved considerably... Still, she felt that Natusmi with her current wrestling record would prove weak enough to get her the defeat she wanted.

There was of course some ground rules, neither Cassandra or Melissa could tell their slaves that they actually wanted them to lose and in fact incentive should be given to make them want to win! Also, both Cassandra and Melissa could decide on any wrestling attire they wished in order to put their own wrestlers off their game. Cassandra felt she had just the attire in mind for Natsumi, this was going to be interesting.

Cassandra looked impatiently at her watch.

"Come on Natsumi... We haven't got all day have we..." She said from outside, she'd given Natsumi her wrestling attire in a bag without telling her what it was, she couldn't wait to see her face when she came out of the changing room.

Natusmi had been training real lately. Her wrestling skills had improved considerably and she had even managed to win a few matches in a highly competitive tournament. She really felt like she deserved to be treated like all the other wrestlers in the AFW and not like some sort of toy. By now Natsumi had pretty much accepted that her life was going to be that of a wrestler in the most notorious wrestling league in the world, but at least she hoped to gain some respect as a wrestler. She was still bound by her contract and her family debt, which mean she was by all accounts Cassandra's slave but she hoped that considering her recent performance in the ring Cassandra would give her better matches... at least less humiliating ones.

All her hopes and dreams crumbled to dust when she saw the attire she was supposed to wear for her next match. "M-miss Cassandra.... this is just an apron..." Natsumi said praying this was some sort of mistake although deep inside she knew it wasn't. She heard no answer save for Miss Cassandra hurrying her up and sighed in resignation. Not even panties, she thought as she slowly stripped and put on the checkered kitchen apron that barely covered her front. Hugging the tiny piece of cloth that hung in front of her Natsumi walked out blushing deeply. How am I supposed to fight like this? Natsumi thought but she didn't dared to raise an objection.

"Well... Its good to know that your powers of deduction has not faded over time.." Cassandra said dryly in response to Natsumi's surprised comment. "Now hurry up and get that on.. and don't try and hide your panties under that apron either.."

As Natsumi walked out hugging the material tightly to herself with a deep blush in her cheeks, Cassandra smiled.

"Excellent.." She said approvingly and turned to walk towards the gym, expecting Natsumi to follow without telling her to do so.

"You understand the rules of this match? The loser will get fucked by the winner... And in case that isn't enough incentive for you to win, I just may have to give you a spanking if you lose." She said in the tone of voice that made it uncertain if she was joking or telling the truth

Natsumi hung her face down in shame and followed Cassandra, hugging the apron in a futile attempt to cover herself, but the piece of cloth was so small that each step she took seemed to make it cover less and less of her body. "Yes, Miss..." was all that Natsumi dared to say as she walked. As if it wasn't enough to have to wrestle like this, the match had the stipulation of the loser getting fucked...and on top of getting fucked Natsumi would get spanked if she lost. Natsumi hated this so much, she hated Cassandra, she hated spankings, she hated the stupid apron she was wearing, but above all she hated the warm wet sensation she was getting right between her legs. Why her body reacted like that she would never understand but the idea that humiliation turned her on was... so... humiliating.

Natsumi's only hope now was that her opponent wasn't some bulky psycho amazonian bitch that would capable of lifting a ton and bend steel, but a girl like her. Someone she could beat. Yes, winning this fight was the only way to go from here, and the only way to avoid being humiliated even further, fucked and spanked. Natsumi took a deep breathe and steeled herself, trying to convince herself that she was going to win... she had to.

"I- I'm not sure about this..." Came a voice from another changing room, the unisex changing for that matter. Melissa Sellers sat with one leg crossed over the top of the other on the bench directly outside.

"What not to be sure of deary?" She said in her silky lush voice.

"This costume looks ridiculous..."

"Maybe... but you can be sure of what your contract says can't you?" That contract had been a real thorn in Dom's side, he had wanted to break the initial contract he was in but Melissa had a clause in each of the contracts she produced for him saying that he had to beat her in a match in order to have it ripped up. Dominic challanged her and boy was it a mistake.. After she owned him real bad, she added the stipulation that she had control over him for one day a week, the contract was so unfair it was like he was a slave to her! Now she had picked out a costume that he would have to wear to a private match she had set up...

"Come on out so that we can get a look at you.." She said, Dominic was reluctant but finally stepped out..



Melissa smiled in satisfaction as she saw that Dominic was wearing a big blush along with the outfit.

"Perfect... How do you like the panties?" Dominic kinda made a tch with his tongue and looked away, it seemed that Melissa had certainly gone to a lot of trouble with the outfit, digging up an idol girl's pink dress in his size... But the pair of kawaii panties were certainly NOT in his size! Just walking out of the dressing room he could feel it sinking up into his ass crack and pressing in tightly on his bit.

"A burrowed pair from Lil Luci Lollipop... burrowed right after she had quite a wet match actually..." Melissa said teased... It was probably true though and the thought of Luci getting all wet in the panties that were quite explicitly pressing in on him now certain did make the blood rush to more places then just his cheeks.

"Anyway... Just needs a finishing touch.." And before Dominic could ask just what that touch was, Melissa had produced a sugary sweet smelling bottle of perfume and sprayed it against his chest and neck

"HEY!" Dominic protested

"Relax... Think of it as part of your costume deary.. Of which I have full control over for today." This was so embarrassing, Dominic couldn't believe it.. It felt like this was going to be a long and difficult match..

"I think we are ready... lets go.."

***

Cassandra had guided Natsumi to the ring before her opponent arrived so there was a nervous few minutes wait before Cassandra turned up with what appeared to be an idol girl that wasn't too bulky, probably much to Natsumi's relief.. There was a rather telling blush on her cheeks and she was almost reluctant to look in Natsumi's direction as she entered

Cassandra snorted faintly.

"So this is who you have chosen?" she said with a snooty disapproving glare at Dom..

"Naturally... And I see you have chosen Natsumi?" Cassandra was far to above addressing Dominic, however Melissa did address Natsumi

"Well then, Natsumi... May I introduce your date for tonight... Dominique..." This seemed to get the girl's attention.

"Domin-"

"YES... DominiQUE..." Melissa cut him off, giving Dom a look that quickly made her go quiet... Play along otherwise you were in trouble in other words... Dominic didn't like this, but perhaps if he just acted normally without putting up too much of an act, Natsumi would be able to figure out on her own... He thought that surely Natsumi would be able to tell by his voice or something, but unfortunately his voice was rather high pitched for a guy..

"Well... why don't you two hug and kiss." Cassandra said, giving Natsumi a firm shove at the small of her back to make her fall forwards into Dominique "You two are going to end up quite acquainted with one another by the time this match ends one way or the other..." she said as a reminder to Natsumi of the stipulation

Natsumi followed Cassandra hugging the apron that was the only thing that partially covered her body; she kept her eyes down, glued to the floor as she was too ashamed to look up. She just hoped nobody else would see her like this and was thankful this was a private match; that meant that at least it wasn't going to be broadcast around the world . Her cute round butt was getting very cold from being completely exposed like this and it kept her trembling a bit.

Suddenly Cassandra stopped and Natsumi managed to stop just in time to avoid crashing right behind her Manager/Mistress. Melissa, Cassandra's sister, was there accompanied by a girl that seemed to be just a bit taller than her. Natsumi breathed relieved to know she didn't had to fight one of the big girls in AFW. Natsumi looked up and down at this Dominique girl, trying not to be too obvious about it. The blonde was surely cute and seemed to be as embarrassed as Natsumi was, which made the auburn hair Natsumi guess that Dominique was just as inexperienced as her. Natsumi could tell by the way Dominique stood that the girl seemed to be quite uncomfortable with her clothes, something that Natsumi didn't understood; she would LOVE to be wearing that cute idol outfit instead of just...an apron.

The sisters spoke to each other in a way that made Natsumi guess they had bet big money on who will win this match; she could feel how competitive the two sisters were and at the same time how amused they seemed to be. She was wondering about this when suddenly Cassandra pushed her forward and she fell directly into Dominique's arms, she had to wrap her own arms around the girl's shoulders to avoid falling and ended up rubbing her perky tits against Dominique's own. Natsumi noticed how small her opponent's tits seemed to be but she didn't paid much attention to it as she was too embarrassed to think much about anything other than the stipulations of the match.

"G-g-good luck...." Natsumi said, whispering on Dominique's ear as her chin rested on Dom's shoulder, partially hugging her and then turning her face around to kiss Dom's cheek. There, she had hugged and kissed her opponent just like Cassandra wanted and that was all she was going to do, Natsumi thought... but then she remembered that if she won she had to actually fuck this cute idol girl....or she would get fucked instead. She immediately looked down feeling once again like she didn't knew what to do. She didn't wanted to lose and get fucked, and punished, but fucking another girl?... Natsumi closed her eyes wishing she could just disappear from this reality but that only increased the thoughts about fucking or getting fucked by the girl whose warm body she was holding and much to Natsumi's horror her nipples began to harden through the apron to press against Dominique's chest.

To Dominique's surprise 'she' recognized this girl, not from a match but from the AFW magazine... She was Natsumi from Friction, in the magzine she had been dubbed the "Creampuff of Friction" because she'd lost so many times... Was this what was thought of him now? So weak that he was now being matched up with the "creampuff of Friction"? This was really humiliating, but what would be even more humiliating would be if he actually lost to her... That humiliation would surely be career ending.. Ending his career in the competitive scene and starting a new one as a full on jobber!

Dominique frowned, not wanting to fall victim of that rather sexy fate, Dominique was starting to feel motivated and focused on winning... He couldn't allow that to happen... But just as he was getting all fired up, suddenly Natsumi was shoved right into him.. Dominique's heart skipped a beat as Natsumi's breasts bounced right into his chest, her nipples poking through the thin barrier of the apron into him.. Instinctively in an attempt to catch Natsumi, he found himself with his hands cupping around her bare butt cheeks and as he felt her faint voice in his ear and her soft lips press up to his cheek, his heart and all of the fire he was building up seemed to melt away..

"uh.. I- I mean.. good luck... too.." He murmured, the corner of his lips really close to hers.. His cheeks flushing up as he gently returned the kiss on her cheek.. Right at that moment, Dominique found himself thinking about exactly the same thing that Natsumi was... One way or another, they were gonna get intimate together.. No matter what, they were going to have sex... It was simply a case of if she was going to add to the humiliation by fucking him, or if he was going to be forced into the compromising position of fucking her... And that rather distracting and embarrassing fact that to make things feel a little tighter in the panties region under the mini skirt, his breathing rate quickening a touch as he held her.

"Come on you two love birds..." Melissa said softly, moving over to the ring "We've got a match to have and plenty of alone time for you afterwards"

Melissa's words only made Natsumi blush even more as she realized how close to her she was holding Dominique. She placed her hands on Dominique's shoulders and pushed herself back, looking down trying to avoid eye contact with whom was going to be her opponent. Even if Dominique was a pretty cute but odd girl, Natsumi didn't liked so much the idea of getting intimate with her, specially not if Melissa, Cassandra and who knew who else would be watching them. Yet Natsumi knew she had no other option but to get intimate with Dominique at the end of this match, and if she had learned anything from her time at AFW it was that winning was MUCH better than losing.

She turned around, placing her hands behind her back to somehow cover her butt and then walked to the ring, suddenly wondering why had Dominique groped her butt like that. The ring was set before them and Natsumi knew what she had to do; she felt sorry for Dominique but in the harsh situation they were in the only way Natsumi could save a bit of dignity was by defeating Dominique, and that was exactly what she planned to do.

Natsumi tried to adjust the apron so that it wouldn't reveal too much when she climbed upon the ring apron, but it was just useless. Now Natsumi began to think that it was better fighting nude, wearing this apron only make it all the more uncomfortable and distracting, then again fighting nude would be even more embarrassing. Natsumi headed to the red corner and leaned on it, not daring to rest her nude butt on the turnbuckles. At least the place wasn't packed with people, Natsumi thought, although she couldn't see very far thanks to how dark everything was beyond the spotlight over the ring.

Dominique's fingers gently scrapped over Natsumi's butt cheeks as she slipped back away, Lil Luci Lollipop's kawaii panties felt even tighter on Dom then before with very good reason... However under the dress and with the panties containing Dom's member so tightly, Natsumi wouldn't be able to see the bulge forming. Dominique's blushed had deepened noticeably as Natsumi backed away, Melissa comment hadn't helped matter either for him as well... He had to get focused, he couldn't allow Natsumi to beat him no matter how cute she was... That was a humiliation he could do without, but strangely enough the thought of suffering that embarrassing defeat was kinda adding to his arousal for some reason.

Dom followed Natsumi to the ring and cautiously stepped in, the fact that this wasn't being done in the AFW arena a little comfort.

"Alright, lets get this started..." Cassandra said from outside the ring as she took a seat with a perfect view, Melissa sat down beside her and a bell rang out. Dominique at first was a little hesistant but eventually moved into a wrestling stance, moving close to the middle of the ring.. His heart pounding as he tried to concentrate... Looking to lock up with Natsumi.

Natsumi took a deep breathe as she heard the belly rang and tried to focus on her opponent; this Dominique girl she had to beat to save what little dignity she got left and Natsumi was ready real fight for that. She tried to avoid sympathizing with her opponent, she always did that and it only got her in trouble. It was easier say than done since her mind was already betraying her, making thoughts of befriending Dominique slip into her head. She shook her head and reminded herself what she was being forced to wear and what a lovely, and not degrading, attire was Dominique wearing; it was enough to make her feel jealous of Dominique and Natsumi tried to use that to convince herself she disliked the pampered blonde.

"I am going to win!" she said, speaking mainly to herself as she frowned and sneered cutely failing to look fierce. She raised her arms like ready to grapple and tried to adopt a fighting stance, but the way the apron started to swing from side to side, showing glimpses of her sex from time to time, made it very hard from her to move or even try to circle around Dominique.