CATS - Sex Stories

CATS

... she was in a posh gym locker room with steam wafting in the air.

"Wait where's my friend-"

"She's safe. Now your trial starts now. Oh don't worry, you're definitely hired, it's just a little demo. Now take a quick shower and wear your beginner's costume laid out on the bench."

She clapped her hands, and a couple of maids appeared behind her, immediately dragging her away to a shower stall, forcefully stripping her. "I can do it on my own!"

They weren't listening. They stripped her naked, and the shower was on. They quickly scrubbed her back, washed her and within a few minutes she was done.

They took her out, wiped her hair dry, and sat her in front of a heater. The head maid whispered, "Not too much makeup on this one. Will ruin her complexion. She's already beautiful". They then held out her costume. It was a pink leotard.

And not the regular gym one. This was a high cut exposing leotard. She wore it, and they gently took her to the waiting room. After what seemed like a while, they took her and brought her past the doors, to a pitch dark arena, where the audiences were wearing animal masks. The light then dimmed so that only the arena was highlighted. There was another woman there.

"Ladies and gentleman, presenting Elise Thierry, a frenchborn."

The bunny masked man spoke lowly and waved his arm, "And presenting Misha Datta, of Indian origin." Unlike wrestling shows, there wasn't much loud cheer. It was a quite affair.

"You may start", the bell ...

... rung.

Elise sauntered towards her slowly, seductively. She winked at her.

She got close enough, and slapped her. Misha was taken aback. The woman then kneed her in the gut. Misha doubled over. this was a real fight. She had to get her head in the game. She adapted surprisingly well. She threw out her fist and punched Elise in the gut. She groaned and fell back. Misha got up on her feet.

Elise ran towards her and unexpectedly jumped. She landed on top of Misha's back impressively, bringing her down, her powerful glistening thighs wrapped around her midriff. Misha was gasping. She tried tapping out, but no one seemed to notice. She finally mustered her courage, but the pain was suddenly gone. Elise had gotten up. She again sat down on Misha's back, effectively pinning her, her legs on her hands. She did the unthinkable. she seductively stroked her ass, with the leotard practically exposing it all. She then grabbed her leotard and pulled it high, giving her a painful wedgie. Misha moaned deeply. Elise chuckled.

She brought it high enough and released it, the fabric slapping her ass, which made her yelp. Elise then wedged it further into her buttcrack with her fingers, and massaged her considerably large brown derriere. Then she raised her cold hand and brought it down with a resonating SMACK! The flesh jiggled, and rippled. Misha had only seen this happen in films and videos, but she thought it was acting. Experiencing it firsthand, it was quite painful. Elise didn't ...