United Combat Federation

Devilgirl_Aria: After our last bout, in which I had decisively subdued her, my new slave came to me a few days later and boldly challenged me. "Mistress, I challenge you to a contest." I laughed aloud and said, "Do you want to lose again? You clearly can't get enough of it." But this time, it was a different kind of contest. You didn't really want to fight in the usual sense, but rather to test which of us craves pain more. In that regard, you likely have more experience than I do. Yet, I too can have a deep craving for pain. So, I agreed, saying, "Whenever you like." We arranged to meet on Saturday, and I have to admit, my stomach didn't feel right. It was churning and rumbling, for I suspected that you might have the upper hand over me in this.

On Saturday, you come over to my place; I’ve made sure to shave my body fresh so you won’t get the idea to rip out my pubic hair. When the doorbell rings, I let you in and say, "You’re punctual. Not bad. A good sign for a sub." I project a great deal of confidence, even though I don't actually feel that way. I give you a quick hug and stroke your hair, then lead you down the hallway and down a flight of stairs. Once in the basement, I point to a door bearing a sign that reads: *Aria’s Realm of Dominance*. We walk toward the door, and I open it. "This is where we’ll settle our dispute. And here, no one will hear you scream." We step inside, and I walk with you past my torture equipment to a set of mats.

Brooke_Williams: so much has changed in my life the past few days. Although becoming your submissive has been an adjustment. It's certainly not an unwanted thing. I have fallen in to my role quite well with You. You have proven to be someone worthy of my submission. As such I make it a point to treat you with the utmust of respect. Arriving on time to our scheduled meeting. I ring your doorbell and lower my head as You answer. Wanting to be in a lower position for our greeting. We embrace an You tug my hair. I follow meekly behind You. Keeping pace with my owner as we head towards Your basement. I smile as I read the sign, thinking of all the fun things it can suggest. I look around the room at all the torture equipment laid out perfectly. Heading to the mats, to settle our dispute as you call it. I turn and face You, knowing that I am going to enjoy every bit of this, no matter the results

Brooke_Williams:

Devilgirl_Aria: In my basement stands a large black St. Andrew's cross, a torture bench, and a table filled with items suitable for inflicting pain. There is a cabinet containing even more implements, and you can imagine that I will enjoy hurting you. One thought has been nagging at me ever since you asked me for this little pain test: what if I lose control? But I don't ask that question, for it would reveal my weakness. I take off my bathrobe and stand naked before you. Stepping onto the mats, I say, "Strip, slave. Show me your perfect body."

Devilgirl_Aria:

Brooke_Williams: I have no hesitation in obeying your commands instantly. Stripping my clothes off. Putting my body on display for you. Knowing that you own every inch of it. My nipples grow hard on my perky tits as you refer to me as slave. Ohh how much I have craved being owned by you. Since our last encounter... it's almost like I have become obsessed with you. Craving your attention and direction. I slowly turn in a circle to give you a full view of what you own

Devilgirl_Aria: You undress and show me your perfect, naked body. I admit that I’ve never had such a sexy slave; not even Aditi, a former sub of mine, could match your sexiness. I walk toward you and say, "Very nice. You are a true beauty. Are you ready to submit again?" I look at you challengingly. You know our little contest is about to begin. I grab you by the back of the neck and pull you close. Looking into your eyes, I say, "You could also just admit that your pussy is too weak and surrender right now." But you know me well enough to realize that if you did that, someone else would become my alpha sub. I know you’re burning to give up immediately and worship me, but you also know that doing so would make you appear weak in my eyes. That’s why I’m certain you won’t back down from this challenge.

Brooke_Williams: I feel like a complete piece of property as you look me over. And I am perfectly fine with it. It fills me with so much joy as you mentioned how sexy I am. I already feel my pussy throbbing. Of course I am beyond turned on by you...God how I just want to submit and worship you. I wonder to myself if you realize the devotion I would show to you. But that isn't what this is about. This is about testing each other, you grab my neck and I look deep into your beautiful eyes, nearly getting lost in them. Yes Mistress, I am ready for our contest. I reply with respect, although a hint of defiance lingers in my tone

Devilgirl_Aria: I hear your answer, even though your gaze avoids mine. There’s a defiance in your tone that I like. I nod and say, "Then let's begin." I pull you in by the back of your neck and plant a possessive kiss on you, weaving my tongue between your soft lips and lashing it against yours. I practically force the kiss upon you. With my free hand, I grab your right nipple—which is already standing proud—and I don't touch it gently. I grip it firmly and twist it, as if I were tuning a radio to a new station; I pull the nipple downward and give it a full rotation.

Brooke_Williams: I am an experienced submissive and the one thing I know for sure...the key to a Dommes heart is feeding her ego. I have no issues with You striking first. I even welcome it as I lean into your kiss. My perky nipples practically begging to get tugged. I moan into your mouth as you pull my nipple. Giving it a twist which makes me grimace for a second. Although the pain is very welcome as chills fill my body. I allow your tongue to have its way with mine in our mouths. But I reach my hand up and follow your lead. Latching on to your boob. Pinching your nipple and giving it a tug

Devilgirl_Aria: At first, I get the impression you’re giving up before the fight has even begun—or perhaps you’re enjoying it so much that you’ve forgotten what this is all about. But then you grab my breast and seize my nipple; you twist and pull it, and I feel the pain shoot through my chest. I gasp into the kiss. We’re working on each other’s nipples, twisting them this way and that. I yank at your nipple and forcefully drive my knee between your beautiful legs. Let’s see how she handles surprises.

Brooke_Williams: the pain radiates through my chest, and I love it so much. I would probably let you rip my nipple off and thank you for it. With that in mind I twist hard on yours. Wanting to see if you can handle as much as You give. I twist and tug, pulling it out until it looks like a circus tent. I look to see your reaction when it suddenly hits me. Right between my knees. I gasp loudly and drop to my knees. Grunting in pain, I lower my head down. Falling to all fours before you. I clutch my kitty with one hand as drool falls from my mouth to the floor. Mistress, that was too much I give....UP!!!!! on the word up I lift my head swiftly. Looking to drive it hard into your kitty. Feeling your juices getting soaked up by my hair as I do

Devilgirl_Aria: I land a nasty, dead-on hit; your eyes go wide, drool drips from your mouth, and you collapse to your knees, clutching your pussy. I figure the fight is over—that I’m the tougher woman after all. You say it was too much, that you give up—but the moment you say "up," you treacherously ram your head between my legs. *Aaaaaaaaaaarghhhh.* I groan and clutch my crotch, sinking to my knees too, gasping loudly in pain. "Oh, you little bitch. I’m going to make you pay for that." But when our eyes meet, you see pride in mine. I swat your hand away and grab your clit; I twist and pull at it, working it hard while grabbing you by the hair. I bite down on your nipple and really start to torture you.

Brooke_Williams: another part of my sub code... I don't go low first. Since you went low, I had free reign to show that I could go lower. Loring you into a false sense of security. As I said before... appealing to the ego. Of course you would assume my defeat. And I used that to my advantage. Bringing you down to your knees as well. Our eyes meet and you tell me that I will pay...which brings a huge smile to my face. Both because I know I got to you, and because I know you mean it. And I quickly find out how, as you grab my clit and pull, while at the same time grabbing my hair. Pulling and holding me in place as you munch on my tit. I might be able to absorb more pain, but I am certain I'm not as vicious. This action finally brings a scream from me. I bring my hand up and try to reach for your hair. Looking to twist it around my fist to pull back and remove your teeth from my tit

Devilgirl_Aria: Your scream feels incredibly good to me. It’s the first sign of weakness from you. But I also know that a scream is far from a victory. You grab my hair and pull on it, but I clamp my teeth onto your nipple, sinking them into its firm, hard flesh. My fingers claw at your clit, and I dig my fingernails into it. The harder you pull my hair, the harder I tug at your nipple. I growl, "I’m going to break you, you little slave."

Brooke_Williams: Fuckk!! I scream as I try to push you away and you respond my clamping down even harder. I feel the skin piercing and a trickle of blood running down my chest. The metallic smell filling the air. I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit turned on by knowing you have pierced me. I tell myself I have to be strong, and smart. With that in mind I pull my hand down from your hair and move it onto your head. My palm on your forehead and my thumb moving towards your eye and eye for a tit ...stop biting or I will claw your eye out. I press my thumb against your eyelid, not too hard but hard enough to let you know that I'm not bluffing

Brooke_Williams: ohh my action has definitely woken something in you...and I am both turned on and slightly terrified. You tear yourself back, leaving a gapping hole in my nipple which is bleeding down my chest. I bend down to look at it and you rake your nails down my face. I feel them tearing into my flesh. You obviously sharped them to a point for this fight. At the same time you dig into my clit. Pulling it harder than it's ever been tugged before. The attack so overwhelming it leaves me in a state of confusion. You claw my face again. This time leaving deeper slashes. My blood running down my face and into my mouth. I lick it up and look through my blood and the hanging pieces of flesh. Staring into your eyes is that all you got!!! I snarl defiantly then spit a mouthful of blood in your direction

Brooke_Williams: in my mind I feel I am already beaten. The spitting of blood my final act of defiance. I knew it was going to serve no purpose but to anger you. Because if I am going down, I am going down in glory and hard. I moan weakly as your fingers penetrate me. Your nails biting into my clit. I nearly double over until you grab my throat. Lift me up but the neck. I can feel your fingers playing with my esophagus. I gag for air as you choke me and blood drips down my face. My eyes roll back into my head as I begin to fade. Then your knee is driven into my ribs. I feel a crunch as I spit out a wad of blood on impact. Not in defiance this time... it's in injury and defeat. You release my neck and I fall across your knee. Doubled over and groaning loudly in pain. You pull back and I collapse to the floor at your feet. My face laying in a pool of my own blood. Coughing up even more with each painful breath. I look up to you and weakly say "I give" then my head falls lifeless to the floor

Brooke_Williams: I tremble and quiver as you kneel beside me. Completely beaten, broken and exhausted. As you kneel down and stroke my air, my body convulses once again. This time in a climax from your touch ''