For better or for worse, Janine stood immersed in her life long fantasy. Standing in her corner awaiting the metallic chime that would signal the displacement of her individual self-determination by the will of one more powerful than herself. She felt her body shiver with anticipation and creeping terror as she beheld the bodybuilder Artemis at the oppositte corner. Her eyes flickered into the gaze of her opponent, who appeared to view her own fitness physique with all the hunger of a lioness contemplating antelope. Submissive by nature, with an unfulfilled desire to be taken, to become cathartically sublimated into the will of another, and attracted only to the most powerful of ladies, Janine had felt compelled to place herself into the same ring as the World Champion of no-rules wrestling, were matches continue past submission as reward for the winner and as sacrifice for the vanquished and as thrill for the crowd. Obviously, she could never force a championship challenge onto Artemis, so she had written requesting a domination match, enclosing her electronic portfolio. To her surprise and delight, Artemis called her, but with a sting in the tale. It would be an exhibition, there would be no time limit, no rules just as for any professional, and absolutley no mercy! Janine would have to give herself up to Artemis in every sense, otherwise Artemis was a very busy lady with far more fans begging to be enslaved at her feet than she could possibley relate to. She would have to trust Artemis with her very life and soul! With a quivering constriction of her throat, Janine had immediately consented, and the arrangements had been made. Janine had never actually seriously wrestled before with a fullbllown professional bodybuilder wrestler, but she had had lesser private encounters that served only to confirm and strengthen her need rather than quench it. Of course, Artemis was aware of the history - and promised that she would fulfil the need!
 
The harsh lighting from above made Janine's tanned skin glisten. She was pleased with her selection of hot mint microbikini and matching pretty stiletoed shoes, which complimented and flaunted her curves and luscious dark cascading mane, all deliberatley calculated to evoke the deepest desires from within Artemis! She felt deep desires of her own surge up from her subconscious, felt herself become lightheaded, felt her whole body become ennervated, as fear and excitement aroused her. Artemis had turned herself out drop dead gorgeous for the show, after all Janine was overmatched, so gorgeous that Janine couldn't resist arousal! Janine was just about six feet tall in her bare feet, Artemis she knew to be six feet four. This was going to be a taut 160 pounder versus a staggeringly sculpted and dense 210 pounder, with similar frames Janine knew that that means 50 pounds more of solid muscle, and now that she was actually seeing all that hourglass shaped muscle in the flesh she feared for her life, there was obviously nothing Artemis wouldn't be able to do with her! A kaliedoscopic tapestry of imagined crushed bones and mangled muscles flickered in and out of her consciousness, painting onto a canvas of burning pain. But this competed with the visage of power, grace and beauty before her, and toward which she was simply compelled by her most profound emotions! Artemis was blonde and tanned, her medium length curls freshly permed for the occaision. She wore a domination themed outfit, no surprise there thought Janine, but it was a custom design that featured hot pink microbikini over sheer stocking catsuit, black cire choker sporting golden studs, fingerless black cire gloves over her forearms with a fearsome array of small gold studs sewn into the surfaces, black cire boots up to her knees with detachable strap-on high heels and golden spiked spurs! This lady was dressed to intimidate and to thrill! Janine knew it, she had sketched the design in outline in her portfolio, and she knew that those studs and spurs were not for show, she prayed that they wouldn't be used to the full effect and she prayed that they would be! And Artemis knew of the duality!! Oh God, Artemis is really gonna do all those things I so begged her for! Feeling quite flushed under Artemis's unrelenting gaze, noticing that Artemis was stripping her, and feeling quite shy and quite the tease, Janine writhed in that spotlight, at once flirting and flinching, reflecting her attraction to and fear of the present danger.
 
The buzz of the auditorium as the beautiful compere began her final crowd warming washed over Janine, and she knew there was heightened interest in this exhibition that almost matched a championship bout. Everybody knew this was going to make history. At intervals along the rim of the ring at floor level, waist and head height were high resolution cameras the size of a human eyeball and either padded or embedded in sockets. These were matched by sound and impact sensors embedded into the very fabric of the entire ring. In real time, people the world over would be able to select any view of the action they wished, and hear every scream or sigh or even whisper. But that was just the beginning. Powerful computer storage, retrieval and processing held the promise that viewers forever more could recreate the match in infinite detail, revolving 3D around the participants, zooming in and out, accentuating every sound, executing slow motion passes of each excruciating move, freezeframing and zooming right into the eyes of master and slave. Theme parks were being updated with fullbody simulators where a rider could select the level of reality and then be whisked through the action in the role of aggressor or victim, the exo-skeleton twisting turning and bending the body and shaking it. One thing for sure, thought Janine, those riders will be in control and can even get off when they want to, not so herself! Once introduced to all this technology, Janine knew that she had inadvertently auditioned herself for it's first real world production, and that her induction to slavery had already begun, for she was going to earn her master a fortune that would propel Artemis to one of the wealthiest beings on the face of the Earth!
 
Uh oh, Artemis was prowling her corner now, oh god here goes, the compere is stepping out through those rubber-n-spiked ropes, hahh, the compere is tiptoeing her way across the studded moat, be positive girl you always wanted this and now you've got it! Almost floating up on the rising crescendo from the crowd, with a lump growing in her throat and with that sick hollow feeling expanding up into her lower ribs, Janine pensively turned back to face her fate. She always wanted to be conquered, and she had earlier warned she would give Artemis a fight, on rubbery legs she struted slowly forth from her corner as defiantly as she could manage in the final seconds of the calm. Janine knew Artemis was seing through the poorly affected bravado, the amusement on the bodybuilder's face left no doubt of that! Oh no, the chiming has begun, I'm not ready, I'll never be ready for Artemis!
 
With Artemis advancing, Janine chose flight over bravado, circling to her right, gulping down air like a fish out of water, the lioness stalking the antelope into the neutral corner. Janine realised too late she couldn't keep running to the right, her effort to switch back left and away anticipated instantly by Artemis. So she switched again and ran for it along the ropes. Artemis charged, a massive arm slashed up under Janine's busom, then Janine felt herself flung into and along the tearing spikes by a truck, found herself stumbling as Artemis somehow managed to scissor her legs however briefly. Janine hit the canvas, her arms splayed, caught between blocking the impact and clutching at the rope to prevent it, streaks of bruised flesh burning from the blunt spikes. Glancing up, there was Artemis astride of her, beautiful deadly pillars of muscle stretching skywards, fingers of liquid steel flowing and moulding themselves ever tighter around her left elbow as she fearfully raised her arm to ward off any blow, then her head being snapped back and up by her brunette curls, she struggled to get her own legs back under her as the twin hurtful tugs yanked her back to her feet!
 
"No mercy please, you promised!", Janine sighed urgently as she sensed herself drawn into that hard and hot yet supple body.
As she laughed, Artemis thrust Janine back into the rope with a mighty hand and as she bounced off Janine felt herself fly not knowing how her feet kept pace with the rest of her body as the great tugboat Artemis propelled her across the ring. Oh no, I've seen this on the tv, now it's ME! Suddenly Janine found herself out in front of this bansai charge, her left shoulder stretching almost dislocating as Artemis whipped her around. Is this a clothesline coming up or a body check, god please NO!? Flying free as a bird now, the rubber and spikes caught her, snapping her head back as they threw her away, Artemis a huge blur, flying bodycheck, NOOOOOOOOOOO!! Janine's whole ribcage seemed to implode on impact with that freight train, and as the whole world tumbled around her Janine's inner chest caught fire. She no longer had any conscious awareness of possessing a body as such, it was as though a switch had been thrown and her mind was now besieged by this amorphous sea of flame as she floated dreamlike down down down, her vision coming to rest on Artemis, oh beautiful Artemis. The words "I'm simply stunning aren't I" caressed Janine's mind, she knew they belonged to Artemis but they came from so far away. Those huge arms hoisting Janine up again, suddenly she was airborne! Her senses starting to come back, Janine realised her body was up to head height, and knew as the ropes receeded that the omens were not good. Drawing in air heavily with her burning ribs, head hanging down in some despair, Janine moaned, "Please Artemis, please, it's impossible, I can't take your power, I can't!". Suddenly the whole world was awhirl, Janine was aware of falling, I'm being SLAMMED, and the sickening thud evoking a shockwave through her bones and flesh and smashing the air out of her lungs once more confirmed her fear, but worse, there was hardly any give in the canvas, they've tightened it up since I  tried it out before the match!.Unable to move, Janine could do nothing to avoid airborne Artemis falling like a meteorite, fringed with the white hot fire of the floodlighting, oh christ not the sixty-nine bodysplash! Janine's whole torso exploded as the crowd roared approval, her limbs and head convulsed with the impact before collapsing lifeless to the canvas, her receeding senses assaulted by the lightning bolts of agony and the thunder claps of the spectators.
 
As her head in slow motion twisted away from the searing floodlighting above, Janine's vision was encircled by a moutain ridge of muscle that dwarfed anything she had ever fantasised of, oh god yes yes don't stop now! Artemis yanked Janine's head from the canvas by her hair, Janine made eye contact with Artemis over the expansive rounded peaks of that great lady's gorgeous stockinged backside, helpless to stop the thighs closing in tighter around her neck, tighter, tighter, tighter. Artemis's expression glowed with pleasure as Janine's crumpled. "My neck is breaking, please stop, aaarh, I've had enough, aaaarrrh!!",  Janine shrieked in panic. "You haven't had enough until I've had enough!", answered Artemis, "so ask me to do it harder!". "Ooooh, I can't, I can't, please, Artemis pleeease!!". Artemis, well within herself, laughed as she squeezed harder. "Obedience or death, Janine, it's your choice!". "Oh my god, harder, Artemis, harder", whimpered Janine as the true meaning of that word powerlessness exploded across her consciousness. Yet again, Artemis turned the screw! Head, neck and torso all paralysed, Janine's limbs began involuntarily to convulse, weakly and ineffectually, her face a mask of agony as the first tears welled up in her eyes as if squeezed like juice from a fruit. "AAAAAAA!!!!". "Ask for more, Janine, louder, convince me you want MORE!". "Aaaah-ha, more, aah, more Artemis, aaaaah, more, aaaaaaaaahh, please more, mooooore, MOOOOOOORE!!!!" Stars burst over and over and over in Janine's mind as Artemis gave her her wish and piled on the crush, her neck muscles suddenly a conflaguration of white hot flames. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!". Suddenly the pressure was off Janine's drained and strained neck, and the weight came off her torso, Artemis was on the move. Janine watched helplessly as those gorgeous thighs formed a cave around her, she could see nothing but thigh, uh-oh I'm gonna be head scissored! Like a constricting iron band, Janine felt the most lethal thighs on Earth working to crack her skull as if it were a nut! Her neck twisted uncomfortabley, spasming sporadically, confirmation of actual injury. She could barely bring her arms up to Artemis' legs, and she knew that she had no chance of prising her head out of this trap. She screamed as her mouth was forced open from remorsely increasing pressure, her jaw muscles acheing, her eye sockets seemingly on the verge of splintering, creaking noises emanating from all around her skull, the sound of rushing water drowning out the subdued chants of the crowd. Yet for all the pain Janine was aware of sensual arousal, and for once she was actually enjoying a hold! Suddenly the squeeze relaxed, and by neck and hair her face was yanked authoritatively into her tormentor's huge and hard pelvis, then the squeeze resumed, but her groans were muffled now. I CAN'T BREATHE, I CAN'T BREATHE!! As the rising tide of panic threatened to drown her as quickly as Artemis' pelvis smothered her, Janine ignored the escalating neck spasms ignited by her body thrashing on the canvas and her legs flailing to try to find something to obtain a purchase and her arms and hands exploring desperately around mountainous beefcake all in desperate search of an escape! I CAN'T ESCAPE, I CAN'T ESCAPE! Janine could feel the creep of exhaustion, her lungs began to burn, her throat was exploding, her back went into a rigid arch, her legs were beating the canvas and her hand patting her tormentor with the urgency of impending death. Don't make me die! Her bruised ribs fought for air, succeeded only in generating a vacuum in her chest. Such full body agony!! As her her struggles subsided, Janine sensed the movement of strong hands tugging at her bikini, powerless to resist her top was rolled down to her waist, then those hands moved to her breasts, possessively! The screams of approval flooded into Janine's mind as Artemis finally freed her head from the death grip, and she sagged thankfully face down to the canvas. Artemis continued to ravish Janine's gorged mammaries while she brought her body up against Janine's. "This means you like it.", Atremis murmured. "I do, oh god, I do!", gasped a stunned and passive Janine. "More, Artemis, please give me more!".
 
"Alright then, test of strength coming up, your abdominals versus my thighs, you lose then maybe you die!", cooed Artemis, as she slowly wrapped her long frightening sculpted legs around Janine's tiny but very hard waist, making certain her lower thigh cut into Janine's torso above the pelvis and below the ribs. With a sigh, Janine, still face down, used her knees to lift her pelvis evocatively, easing the passage of a stockinged thigh beneath her, and as she felt Artemis' upper leg brushing against the small of her spine she slowly slid herself up Artemis' thigh, nuzzling right into the bodybuilder's pelvis. Oh so warm! Janine cast a shy glance along Artemis' stunning torso, not daring to catch the dominant lady's eyes, and moved her gaze down to those massive thighs. Where are my abdominals, this is impossible, I'm engulfed, uh-oh, this is really gonna hurt! "Please don't do this one to the death, you know I'm afraid of dieing between your thighs!", gasped Janine. She was confident she wouldn't be killed here, because that would be an early end to the show, but it thrilled her to respond to Artemis' threat. "You promised you wouldn't really kill me!". Artemis knew this game, the submissive who is young and full of life, and most assuredly is afraid of death with so much left to do, and yet who taunts the dominant in letters to take her all the way and even to the kill. Come the action, the submissive feels faced with the possibility of really dieing because after all the dominant has accepted her death match fantasy and because now the submissive has lost control and can feel the power of a lady certainly built for and able to kill, and who definitely does fantasise of doing a submissive to death. Very well, Artemis decided, lets play! "Accidents happen Janine, you know that, no rules no mercy wrestling is exceedingly dangerous, why, I could just overestimate the strength of those abdominals and break through to the internal organs and in a second your liver is ruptured and it's a long slow goodbye. So Janine, do keep those abdominals fighting to the end, your life depends on it now. Here comes!". Janine, intimidated, knowing nobody was going to jump into the ring to save her, tensed her abdomen just in time to meet that first pressure wave. Those thighs are much bigger from the side than the front, this could be trouble. It felt as though all four bands of abdominal muscle were being ground like wheat between two milling stones. Shit, this is starting to hurt, the wheat always loses! Finally, it dawned on Janine that she had stopped breathing as her whole torso had tensed up to meet the onslaught. She tried to breathe, the constricted abdomen just wouldn't move, the absolutley massive thighs developed for reducing bodybuilder abdominals to pulp over several minutes of continuous application simply couldn't be overcome. "Ah, Ah, Ah". Artemis felt the first tingles of deeper arousal as Janine struggled to breathe with just her chest, the pained sounds of increasingly rapid and shallow inhalation betraying Janine's distress at her slowly worsening predicament. Janine lay passive, her head on the canvas facing Artemis, her doe-like eyes looking up into Artemis' imperious gaze, her hands pressed against Artemis' now hard thighs.An almost sensuous expression swept Artemis' face as she squeezed with serious intent now, elicited by Janine's shrieks. "Aaah, no no, aaarrrhhhhh, stop stop stop, aah, aah, aah, oooooh!" Artemis feighned disappointment with a slow pupil. "I abhor selfishness in a prospective slave, Janine, for your sake you'd better learn faster." Artemis stepped the pressure up again! Janine's legs stiffened reflexivley, her toes scraping at the canvas. Her features crumpled. She tried to prop herself up on her arms, her back arching to the max, her head flung back as she tried to propel herself across the canvas away from the vice. My abdominals are collapsing! Her neck muscles spasmed once more from the sudden exhertion thrown onto them, Janine had been trying to nurse them! Her arms arms went limp and her chest and head crumpled back to that stiff canvas. "Aaah, aaaah, ah, aaah, aaah, ah!". Janine knew self-sacrifice to Artemis is what she had promised in her application for this match, she had no choice now but to surrender as her abdominals approached complete exhaustion. She felt that tide of panic washing up over her again. Better get used to it! "If it pleases Artemis, hah, give me more, hah, hah", whimpered Janine, hearing her own words of submission as though from a third person, and she knew Artemis would. Artemis straightened out her body and legs, a cruel smile as she watched the whole of Janine's body instinctively thrash. Janine felt fire rage through the lower half of her torso, a single tear rolled down her cheek, she pounded the canvas with her forearms and feet in a physical gesture of her submission. The eratic drumbeat against the canvas and the tear tracing a line over contorted facial curves made Artemis' breasts gorge. Not yet at full power, it was so tempting to keep intensifying for that threatened kill. The responsibilities of power can be so boring sometimes, thought Artemis, as she forced herself just to sustain the current pressure. Janine thrashed and thrashed and thrashed, the ring could almost have vibrated from tortured scream after tortured scream! Such agony, yet Artemis loves it and so I love it too, oh my god! Janine felt a fresh wave of unbidden arousal sweeping over her, even her clit was gorged now! Her struggles used oxygen faster than Janine could breathe, her heart pounding against her still sore ribs and the neck punishingly spasming yet again, Janine once more sank to the canvas. Artemis recognised impending hyperventilation, Janine's subdued moans were so sexy, but there was still a long way to go in this show, so Artemis decided to relax. "It's decided then, thighs are stronger than abs", she chuckled. "Ahh, thank you, thank you", sighed Janine. I'm still alive after all that, unbelievable! But so so very sore!
 
Her spreadeagled body limp with exhaustion and submission, Janine urgently swallowed the sticky air, lungs full to bursting with the elixir of life having become something of a luxury by now. Artemis was gracefully moving up over her, Janine observing over her shoulder almost in a trance, oxygen starting to flood back to her brain. Such stunning movement, Janine thought, as the image burnt itself into her memory as a slow motion clip that she knew she was going to savour for the rest of her life, this brief moment of respite when an expression of sizzling sensual power and helplessness took centre stage. Janine could feel the weight of Artemis on the small of her spine, authoritative rather than crushing, her abdomen forced up from the canvas as a hard smooth warm calve slid across it, Janine watched in some trepidation as Artemis hooked the emerging right foot over the back of her left calve, that left calve from knee to foot then pressed up against Janine's side. More weight, and Janine felt herself pressed down onto an iron bar. "Ooooooooh, nooooo, please Artemis, it's starting to hurt!" "Your next lesson, Janine, if you want to speak you have to ask first", replied Artemis. Leaning forward, Artemis snaked her python arms around Janine, first her hands sliding along the canvas until her elbows were beneath Janine's unresisting biceps, then interlacing her ever so strong fingers behind Janine's head. Janine's mind exploded as she felt her chest snatched up from the canvas and her upper abdomen squashed against the blunt guilotine of Artemis' rock hard calve. Artemis shook Janine's torso as Janine's arms flailed, she pressed Janine's skull down into her sternum, she felt her calve hook up under the ridge line formed by Janine's lowest pair of ribs, she sat down heavily now. Hair draped over her face and caressing her glistening breasts, Janine felt her bottom ribs creak and even begin to bend around the calve, her upper abdominals burning, those neck muscles spasming again, her lower back seeming to scrunch into a knot. "My ribs are breaking, mercy mercy!", she screamed in real panic. "Did I say you can speak?", asked Artemis, allowing a little threatening anger to mix with her school-teacher-like tone. "Permission to speak!?", Janine begged."Mistress Artemis, permission to speak!", Artemis corrected her. "Mistress Artemis, permission to speak!?", Janine cried. Artemis rhythmically ground her pelvis against Janine's lumbar whilst she pretended to pause for thought, Janine shrieking as her ribs tugged this way and that against that deadly calve, the tension unbearable as she now hung on Artemis' every word. "Permission denied!". Janine felt the verdict like a stunning blow to the head! As she wailed, Artemis yanked her head back. "Not the sleeper, please!", Janine yelped, as a massive and hard arm wrapped around her throat. "I'm going to have to shut you up, Janine!", Artemis admonished.  "Mistress Atremis permission to speak!!?", Janine grovelled apologetically, desperate to undo her instinctive but disobedient outburst. "You've had my decision, here goes Janine!". Artemis slowly sat back in the hold, her broad back sweeping past the vertical, her pelvis continuing it's slow grind, and visciously cinching in the sleeper. Janine felt more iron bar biting into her flesh, now it was her neck from both sides, her throat being pinched by bulging bicep and forearm muscles, those horrific gold studs along the forearm like blunt knives as they stabbed deeper deeper into her neck, Janine could feel this cruel vice distorting her throat, the studs especially appearing almost to get behind her throat! Jaw thrust up into skull, Janine couldn't scream, couldn't beg! Neck breaking pressure suddenly intensified further as Artemis added in the twist to Janine's cradled head! Spine and ribs crunching and creaking, abdomen a sea of flame! Janine managed to bring her hands up to Artemis' killing arm, fingers scrabbling for a gap between solidly constricted muscle and immobile jaw! I can't breathe, I can't breathe! Eyes glowing with fierce pleasure, driven on by Janine's deepthroated primordial laboured moans, Artemis managed to get her lips to Janine's nearside ear. She rubbed her forearm in Janine's flesh as she swallowed that ear, an act of nakedly aggressive sexual posession. "This is so you know I'm deadly serious!", she whispered, knowing the words were unlikely to be distinquished by the embedded microphones against the background howls echoing around the auditorium, knowing Janine would understand that too! Oooh, such beautiful cruelty, I'm going to die, I'm too young, please god almighty somebody save me!! Janine felt the most primal fear and arousal, like nothing she'd ever felt before, amorphous full body agony battering around the innards of her soul like ocean waves carving through a pebble beach, as she floated towards unconsciousness. Oh my god yes, this is where I belong! Artemis noticed the auditorium's big screen had zoomed close into Janine's upper body and hair-streaked face. With glee Artemis regarded the reddish glow of sexual receptiveness burning through the tan all over Janine's skin. Those breasts were absolutely swollen! That soaked and contorted face was fullblown reddish purple, not a shade of a tan left, hair roots and some strands resting against Janine's ennervated skin invitingly damp! Eyes bulging with the terror of the dieing! Artemis felt her clit coming to life now, quickly she was as hard there as in her strangling bicep! "This is what Mistress Artemis lives for!" she yelled for everybody to hear. Janine's neck pulsed against Artemis' unforgiving steel. Her hands collapsed to the canvas. Tempted to kill but knowing it would be sweeter to torture this sexy and truly natural submissive girl, Artemis completely released the hold, relaxing but not completley removing the oppressive burden of her bodyweight, allowing Janine's upper body to crash to the canvas and thrilling to the head bouncing once upon contact. Reduced to detached tunnel vision, all Janine knew of the release was that she was back down on the canvas. Feeling sick! Head burning from the inside out, pounding! From far away she heard Artemis, very pleased with herself. "You're not escaping to merciful dreamland that quickly". Please no, not more, surely not more! I'm being killed! Nobody can take Mistress Artemis' power!
 
While Janine's torso heaved like a bellows to bring her back to life, Artemis decided a respite was in order. She shifted forward, stopping astride of Janine's chest without pressing down upon it, swivelling to face back the way she'd come, and drapping Janine's limp arms over her own calves. She slid backwards, bringing her knees up to those arms, only now did she sit. Janine howled as her upper arm muscles were crunched in the double short arm scissor, her brief effort to flinch away totally ineffectual and quickly abandoned. Her vision was filled by mountainous calve and thigh muscle between which one of her arms vanished. Artemis took a bunch of her brunette curls in each hand and yanked her head back so that Janine found herself staring up a cliff face, breasts beautiful from below, blonde perm glowing like an angel's halo completeing a frame for Artemis's gorgeous face. Janine felt like a medieval peasant at the end of a long pilgrimage by foot who has just arrived at the entrance to the world's latest and greatest Cathedral. Her face drew warmth from the scintilating furnaces of the thigh, calve and abdominal muscles that hemmed it in from all sides. The torso close up was like that of the Athenian goddess after whom Artemis had named herself. A hard abdomen almost as wide as Janine's ribcage, descending into a staggering pelvis that was the largest Janine had ever seen and which provided the outward flare from the waist and folded around which Janine remembered were halfmoon buttocks. Gorgeous lovehandles, showing the way to fluted deltoids and inside of those bulging pectorals upon which firm medium breasts perched proudly. All that muscle covered by just a thin layer of bodyfat to smooth the curves, the hot pink of the microbikin contrasting with the tan and the stocking, the black of the choker and the blonde curls. "Push your pelvis up as far as you can", Artemis commanded. Whimpering as pain crept through her biceps and triceps, her torso still heaving, Janine complied, propping her pelvis up with her thighs and so almost breaking her spine all the way from neck to small of the back. Artemis delivered a stinging spank to a buttock then resumed the two-handed grip on Janine's hair. "Higher, Janine, and spread your knees". Artemis' voice was so cool and calm, so used to authority, to being obeyed. Humiliated, Janine obeyed. Oh, obedience is so good, thank you Mistress Artemis. "We need to have a chat, Janine. Have you heard of the phrase 'autoerotic asphyxiation'?". Janine gasped. "Yes Mistress Artemis, it means, it means arousal by suffocation.". Artemis let a smile flicker across her face, Janine knew where this was leading alright. "Thats correct, except you omitted coercion by another. Be honest in your answers, you won't be punished. Are you autoerotic for forced asphyxiation?". Artemis knew the answer. Janine knew Artemis knew, and she felt constriction in her sore aching throat as she answered. "Yes, Mistress Artemis, yes.". "Did you know that before now, Janine?". "I, I suspected so, Mistress Artemis, I, I didn't know for sure, I've never had it done to me before.". Expanded eyes and quivering lips made Janine's delivery all the more satisfying for Artemis. "I figured from your correspondence you might be, Janine, however lots of people see me asphyxiate an opponent to a knock-out and write to me with their fantasies about me doing the same to them, without really meaning it. Thats why I gave you a taste of it early, to test your innermost cravings. Think carefully now. I have an interest in you, though you haven't passed all my tests yet. You've asked to be my slave. I require sacrifice before permitting entry to my inner sanctum. I promise you no escape now from the torture I have planned for you. But I won't deliberately knock you out. To be my slave beyond tonight, you must show willing to die for me, you will have to beg me to knock you out, you have to convince me beyond all doubt that that is what you want, then I will do it to you, you're immediate reward will be unstoppable asphyxiation to unconsciousness. However, this is dangerous, you may never recover, but if you do you will be my lover. I call this final rite of passage The Portal Of Death, and you'll have to plead expressly for it, you'll have to scream and cry for it. There's no point shouting things like 'take me!' or 'finish me' or even 'kill me', it has to be nothing other than 'Mistress Artemis, take me through The Portal Of Death'. Do you understand?". Janine's entire body was quivering! "Yes Mistress Artemis, oh god yes. I want to be your slave! I need your help to get me there!", Janine's voice trembled, huskily. Artemis felt rising excitement but kept it from her voice, a mistress always maintains an air of mystery and keeps a slave in suspense. "Convince me, then I promise you, Janine, I will do the rest.", she purred. The spectators had hushed, hanging on every word of this staggering conversation. Now they knew what Artemis and Janine were really getting into here. Now they knew they were privileged to behold not just a one-sided exhibition but a lengthy and hard initiation into service culminating in the ultimate sacrifice that one being can make to another. God help anybody taking the whole ride at the amusement park emulators. Sensing the end of the conversation and the real beginning of this night's purpose, a murmur suffused the auditorium, swelling to a chant. "Portal Of Death! Portal Of Death! Portal of Death!". Artemis smiled sweetly as she imperiously regarded her enslaved audience. "Yes madam, I do know how to whip a crowd!". "Mistress Artemis, permission to speak?". "Permission granted, be brief.". "Am I permitted to struggle, please?". Mistress Artemis laughed. "Of course, sweet Janine, with all your might, as though for your life!". Artemis was pleased by Janine's pained, perspiring face. She was gently biting her lip to stop herself crying out, probabley from burning upper arms and numbed forearms, obviously having absorbed her lesson regarding speaking without permission and maybe understanding that this applies to any noise. "Oh I am sorry, I must be hurting you. Let me make an adjustment here.", cooed Artemis.
 
With cat-like grace Artemis swooped onto Janine's shoulders. Janine thought herself fit enough to have been able to move just over 200 pounds of bodyweight and tried to push with her legs and squirm with her torso to get out from under this steamroller, but with arms, neck and abdominals taken away from her and not being in a good weightlifting position she was simply pinned flat, and her slight ribcage was simply crushed by that oppressive bodyweight. Images flashed through Janine's mind of her ribs suddenly splintering all at once and of her lungs and heart being squashed flat as if they were squeaky rubber toys, and of slow agonised death open mouthed in search of air. Fear as much as actual pain forced panic-tinged pathetic plaintive groans from the depths of Janine's throat, she was clearly fighting back disobedient speech and praying she could circumvent that rule with the increasingly urgent tone of these whimperings. Artemis was pleased at the progress Janine's training was making, but this was still early. Artemis relented, and moved onto Janine's lower back, sitting astride of the whimp and facing back the way she had come. Not giving Janine any chance to recover from the crush, Artemis forcibley gripped Janine's wrists, deliberatley squeezing them to intimidate, and swept them up behind her back. As the wrists met at Janine's spine, Artemis thrust herself higher up the girl's back, pushing those wrists upwards. Janine, looking over her shoulder, half yelped, her legs flailing gently in anticipation of pain and as though to say please don't hurt me, obviously she was intimidated. As Artemis had expected, Janine's elbows tucking into her ribs was preventing further pressure being applied to the ball and socket joints at her elbows that this double backhammer were supposed to aggravate. Artemis now had her knees alongside and half way up Janine's upper arms, and she brought her calves, knees, thighs inwards to press on those arms. Artemis switched her hands quickly to Janine's elbows, steadily pulling them up around the curvature of the ribs, Artemis' thighs constantly pressing to secure the gains made. Janine was supple in the joints, but as she reached her limits she began full blown yelping like a scolded puppy. Artemis yanked her head back by the hair. "You haven't got permission to speak, be silent or be sleepered.", Artemis purred, and instantly Janine obeyed but her face and breathing and squirming showed it was an effort to comply. Artemis resumed the strong hold on Janine's wrists, putting bodyweight behind it now she forced them up towards the neck. Janine's flailing legs picked up their tempo as pain bit, but now things began to move faster. Artemis let her pelvis come up slightly, Janine squirmed up from the canvas just a little at the waist as her knees pushed against the canvas, Artemis began to ease her feet under Janine's torso. This was all Artemis needed, and she threw herself sideways to the mat, taking Janine over with her, straightening out her legs, her thighs squeezing Janine's lower rib cage from the sides together with the arms trapped between them. Chriiiiiiisssssstttttttttt, my arms are being dislocated, my arms are being dislocated, my ribs are BREAKING!! Worse, Janine felt her ribs being bent around Artemis' expansive thigh as Artemis with a free hand pushed her upper chest down to the canvas, until the point of the ball and socket joint was being rubbed against the mat. Incredible and unimaginable full chest pain. Janine struggled to find a way to breathe, her ribs wanted to expand of their own accord but that just increased the pressure and pain and she had to force herself to stop breathing! She eventually got her sore and unwilling abdominals to work, with a conscious effort Janine could now breathe again but it was only shallow and gasping. "Mistress Artemis, permission to speak, please!?". So amusing, thought Artemis. "Permission granted.". "I submit, I submit, please!?". Janine's voice was submissively subdued, but urgent, so sexy observed Artemis. "I expect nothing less, you'd really be in trouble if you didn't.". With that Artemis squeezed harder. For Janine the pain in arms and ribs was growing always, her head lolling down sideways to the canvas was aggravating her injured neck muscles. God I'm already in trouble, I can't take this anymore! Janine's feet were thrashing back and forth over the canvas. "Mercy, Mistress Artemis, Mercy!?". "You're being selfish again, Janine. Permission to speak revoked. Mercy denied. Lets learn some discipline here, I'm just warming up for heavens sake. You should know what I want by now.". Just warming up, oh my god, fabulous fabulous! God yes I know what Mistress Artemis wants, god I need it, god I'm so afraid of it, god give it to me! "Mistress Artemis, harder, oh please, harder!". Rolling onto her back, wrapping an arm around Janine's throat and forcing her head back to the canvas, Artemis squeezed those ribs harder. And harder. Ohhh noooooo! My ribs are imploding, they're actually sinking into my KIDNEYS!! Janine felt her limits not just reached now but exceeded! "Yes, yes, yeessssss, Mistress Artemis, yes, oh god, do it, do it, KILL ME, I know you want to, please, KILL ME, do it, do it!!!!". Artemis's eyes caught fire, she forgave the break of the discipline since this was even better, this was self-sacrifice, this girl is the real thing, she's the real thing! Time now for a reward, maybe, pondered Artemis? She knew exactly the reward! Janine was amazed to hear those words coming from her own mouth, but another switch thrown and another lesson well taught by masterful Mistress Artemis, true submission is the subordination of one's own desires to those of another, Janine did want to live, but she wanted to please Mistress Artemis even more, and she understood that now in the depths of her soul where previously she had merely flirted with the concept in her fantasies! And Janine realised that she had been brought once more to arousal throughtout her body and her soul, even as her whole body arched rigidly to escape what felt like a slow death grip! Then Artemis was slapping her gorged mammaries! "Oh thank you, Mistress Artemis, harder please, oh, yeessssss, more, harder, don't stop, not now, please, thank you, thank you!". Artemis let Janine have ten of the best in rapid succession on first one then the other mammary. That's quite generous enough for the time being, she thought, just a little to show Janine she was doing well now. "Permission to speak revoked, Janine.", Artemis purred, kindness in her tone this time, another little reward. "Since you have learned an even more important lesson than discipline, that of sacrifice, I have ignored your breach of etiquette, don't get into the habit of forgetting though, I expect both.".
 
Artemis' hands felt for Janine's wrists trapped somewhere between the slippery torsos, as Janine passively writhed, and found them between jutting shoulderblades. She gripped them, then bit by bit worked her thighs down to Janine's waist, coming to rest against the top of Janine's pelvis. I'm being set up for the next move, not gonna try and cut me in half again  surely! Janine lay her head back on Artemis' shoulder, awaiting whatever was fated for her as she knew she couldn't resist the weight strength and charisma of her tutor, her arms not knowing whether to be pained or to be numb, nerves pinched in the joints all the way from wrists to shoulders, bone and muscle in the shoulders scrunching up uncomfortabley but not unbearabley. Artemis moved her feet down to Janine's knees and hooked them in behind, and now she could get to the point. Artemis pushed Janine's body into the air as she straightened her arms out in front of her, having the effect of forcing Janine's wrists even further up between her shoulder blades, and simultaneously Artemis began straightening out her legs to get incredible pressure on Janine's very lowest ribs, love handles, and pelvis for a tight painful lockup of the lower body. As Janine's face contorted in surprise Artemis was satisfied the girl had obediently fought back a yelp, pleased that Janine was learning to master the knee jerk reactions that intensifying and unaccustomed pain elicits, she was starting to be disciplined in the service of her mistress. Artemis picked up the pace, rolling to her left hard, bringing the point of Janine's already immobilised and twisted ball and socket joint crashing into the hard canvas. There was a barely restrained grunt from deep in Janine's throat showing Artemis that the impact had really hurt. "That was just a gentle touch Janine, try this one!". Now Artemis rolled back to her right as fast as she could, sweeping Janine through a full 180 degrees. Pain exploded in Janine's right socket as it took the full force of the impact, and this time her head hit hurtfully. "Ten of the best Janine, thats ten for each shoulder, here comes the first!" Fuucccckkkkk, I can't take TEN, I can't!! The roof of the auditorium spun, then the impact and sharper pain than before in that left joint, but now a hint of lightning in the very bones of her scapula and humerus, her skull acheing mildly. Lights flashing overhead, sickening thud from the right, fire in the joint and a big flash of lightning in the bones this time. "Thats one", Artemis explained, already starting on the second as she spoke. Helpless, Janine felt her body automatically go rigid with fear, anticipating the terrible crash, trying to twist her head away from the onrushing canvas. Impact! Oh my god its hurting more each time! Janine managed to keep her head off the canvas at the moment of impact, but it was aggravating her neck muscles, and she didn't know if she could continue with such success. Flying back to the right, and her torso was burning now from the unrelenting crush of Artemis' massive constricted thighs. Too much all at once, I'm not even gonna make it halfway! That rising tide of panic again! Impact! Lightning! A short grunt smashed out of her lungs! Neck muscles spasming now, Janine tried to let her head rest on the canvas. "Two.", Artemis counted. Janine felt tears welling up in her eyes, tried to hold them back. Gotta blank out this pain, got to! Impact! Lightning! Her head lolling now, neck still spasming anyway, her skull hit, hard enough to hurt but really just rubbing salt into the wounds being inflicted upon her joints. Those joints beginning to ache steadily now! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "Three.". Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "FOUR." chanted the enthralled spectators. Janine realised she was growing short of breath, another dire problem to fight with, she forced her ribs and abdomen to a shallow gasping rhythm, all that Artemis' overwhelming hold would permit. Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "FIVE.". Halfway, oh god help me! Artemis was grinning, pass this test Janine and we can start thinking about advancing to the proper submission holds, she thought. Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "SIX!". Joints arms torso neck all burning now, a growing ache on each side of the skull. Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "SEVEN!". Whole body approaching exhaustion as every muscle strained! A whimper escaped Janine's throat as the auditorium swirled around her, blurred by smeared tears. Artemis loved that tiny break in Janine's discipline, this must be murder for her! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "EIGHT!". I'm almost home, oh thank god, help me, gotta hang on, don't scream now! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "NINE!!". Last one, last one, won't scream, won't scream! Janine gritted her teeth as never before, sucking down one last breath, the very act of bracing her exhausted and unwilling body as never before creating a low moan from her throat that she struggled to suppress. Artemis thrilled to every wriggle and moan, this a physically very intimate hold! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! Impact! Lightning! Head thumping! Waist screaming in Janine's mind for this to stop! "TEN!!!". The auditorium roared it's approval! Janine's head was spinning and acheing. Artemis slowly rolled to her back, relaxing the deadly scissor and letting Janine fall back onto her. "Hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. Well done anyway, Janine, I knew you could make it.". Very softly spoken, a little amused, signifying happiness with Janine's stamina and discipline in what had been a concentrated beating. Mistress Artemis is pleased with me, oh god, pain is worth it just for THAT! "Mistress Artemis, please, permission to speak?", whispered Janine, awe struck. "Granted, but briefly.", soothed Artemis. "Thank you, Mistress Artemis, thank you.".
 
Artemis slid from beneath wilted Janine, allowing Janine to sink back first to the canvas and slowly, sensuously sliding over on top of her, laying down on her, hot perspiring body pressing down on hot perspiring throbbing body, softly roughened stocking rubbing against already aroused bare skin, Janine's moist eyes growing large as they met those of Artemis at close range now. Abdomens touching, breasts meeting! I can't move my arms, so stiff, won't obey me! Oh Mistress Artemis, take me, for heaven's sake take me! Janine felt her pained and numbed arms being pulled from beneath her by Artemis, she bit back the winces, excercising the discipline Artemis had taught her to overcome the pain that movement alone now induced in her arms and shoulders, shyly weakly arching her spine and writhing this way and that beneath Artemis' reassuring bodyweight, aroused. Artemis splayed Janine's arms out on the canvas, gently, and brought her lips down on Janine's shy quivering mouth, lingering, brushing, Janine opening with a sigh. Artemis brought her dense calves under Janine's knees. Oh yes, grapevine me, oh yeessss! Janine slightly eased her knees receptively over Artemis, part of  her knew this was going to be a killer, part of her fearing it, part of her crying out for it, part of her just swept away by the fullbody caress and breathless kiss. Her arms being pushed above her head, Artemis' feet hooking over the top of her shins just above her ankles, no way to stop Artemis now, Artemis' powerful forearms passing under her triceps, lips breaking away now as Artemis made her move! Artemis straightened her legs slowly but unstoppabley, Janine's legs becoming ever more twisted around those columns of hardening granite. Hip knee ankle joints all straining now, thigh and calve muscles stretching tensioning. Janine felt Artemis' oppressive body slide up over her own, and soon she found herself face to face with breasts backed by expansive hard pectoral  muscle! She could feel her clit swell! Her breath quickened. Arms cradled in Artemis' elbows being forced higher over her head, closer to each other, sore shoulder muscles starting to stretch and scream as those arms just went higher and higher! Torso arching and stretching to try to stay with the detaching arms! Huge hard biceps closing around her skull as forearms snaked beneath her neck! A cave of muscle and bosom shrinkfitting itself around her arms neck and face, her neck bending around those forearms to the edge of breaking! Pained torso being ripped by the medieval torture rack that Artemis' arms legs and body now formed, very spine feeling as if every bone would break away from the others, bruised and acheing ribs flattened out and protesting, burning abdominals bellowing to suck in air! Legs spreading! Noooooooooooo! The entire length of Janine's legs creaked groaned and screamed as they were twisted around Artemis even further! My legs are gonna dislocate, all the joints are gonna pop, nooooo, my muscles are being twisted into ROPE, not more, not more! The cave still shrinking, mouth and nose being crushed by the millstones that Artemis' pectorals had become, harder and harder to find air, already sore skull beginning to creak now! "Mistress Artemis, permission to speak!?", cried Janine, muffled and urgent! "Permission denied, hurts doesn't it, you're going to get it harder for breaking silence, get ready, here it comes!". Artemis' arms tightened even further, forcing Janine's sore throat up until it touched Artemis' sternum, Janine's head tilted further back, open mouth pressed into airtight pectorals, only the nose like a snorkel permitting Janine to keep breathing, in then out in then out. Janine's eyes pleaded with Artemis not to do this! Artemis' eyes blazed back ferocious denial of mercy! Artemis began spreading her legs further, just a little at a time. Janine wanted to scream and scream and scream, none of her stretching and toning excercises could prepare her for such twisting, her thigh and calve muscles on fire now and surely they would be injured at any moment, sharp agony in all the joints unbearable. Discipline broke as she finally let out a strangled and muffled moan, an urgent sobbing cry for mercy. Artemis quickly raised her pelvis and thrust downwards into Janine's rigid midrif, and the air exploded from Janine's lungs as if she had  been hit by a large hardened rubber hammer. Janine's eyes bulged as, winded, she fought to get some air back into her burning lungs. She fought down the desire to scream any further, she had been warned now by body language that it was discipline or slow painful knockout by pelvic thrust. Artemis waited for Janine to recover her breath, although the breathing always remained pleasingly laboured. Then she repeated the pelvic thrust for the sheer sadistic pleasure. Once more the explosion of air, and Janine felt dizzy and sickened by it as she fought for what seemed her life. This time, before she could fully recover, Artemis began to grind Janine's midrif with rhythmic but lesser pelvic thrusts. An ache in her midrif became a fire, Artemis was keeping Janine permanently breathless, and enjoying the wheezing terrified noises of laboured gasping, Janine brought to and held at the edge of the knockout. This is power with control thought Artemis with delight, as she rode a power thrill, albeit a minor thrill by comparison with what she was expecting for later. She was aroused again, and so was Janine! At last, she relented, relaxing the lock on Janine's limbs and stopping her thrusting ride. Relieved and drained, Janine swallowed lungfuls of air, dazed. My legs are sore all over, so tender, oh god, I won't be able to stand!
 
Artemis took hold of a bunch of dark curls and stood, Janine being dragged to her feet groggily by her roots. Oh what now? She felt herself scooped into the air, cradled in Artemis' strong arms, her own head and limbs hanging in resignation and ecstasy. Then the lights above were receeding, and her back exploded as it crashed against Artemis' thigh, her face crumpled and the surprise forced a groan that she quickly choked off. Artemis hoisted Janine back to the start point. Not again! Janine tensed, the small of her back just above the pelvis hurt, but only mildly she realised, however Artemis was showing an interest in her spine specifically and Janine knew now from sore experience what Artemis targets Artemis proceeds to destroy. I don't want a broken back, I'd rather DIE! Then the lights above were receeding and her back exploded on impact with Artemis's thigh, more hurtful now, the sharp pain of jolting impact fading away more slowly and the dull ache across Janine's lumbar more widespread and intense. At least I didn't cry out this time. Janine tried to writhe off Artemis' unforgiving thigh, trying to yank her chest up and to twist her whole torso away from Artemis and scrabbling on the canvas with her feet, hoping to roll off Artemis' knee to the canvas. As ever, Artemis anticipated restrained then intensified. Janine saw a large hand swoop down to her throat and press irresistabley beneath her jaw, forcing her head back down and down. Janine lost sight of Artemis altogether as her head was snapped back on her neck and locked there immovabley. Now the pressure transferred lever like along her spine to the lumbar region as Artemis simply kept increasing the pressure! Ahhh this hurts! As Janine's hands scrabbled for the canvas to try and oppose Artemis' thrust, she felt a forearm press across her front thighs, blocking her from flipping them up and over, though Janine knew her crushed abdominal and thigh muscles were now mostly incapable of the effort. She felt that forearm slide the length of her thighs and suddenly it was pressing her knees down, adding to the strain on her lumbar a little, but that was still too much. Now the trap was sprung, Janine knew her struggles just weren't going to work but she couldn't let her own bodyweight add to Artemis' arms and kept trying to push herself up against the pressure Artemis was exherting. But now Janine could feel her abdominals giving into gravity and stretching as pelvis and chest sank slowly, imperceptibley. Janine's arms pressing up from the canvas were bent and sore, not locked straight out and fresh, and exhausted they gave out on her. Noooooo! Now gravity and Artemis' locked out arm forced Janine's head and chest most of the way down to the canvas. Janine's lumbar region began to burn intensely, her acheing ribs and abdominals stretched to the limits and complaining at being forced to keep breathing. I've had enough, oh I've had enough! Feeling Janine giving into the hold, Artemis let her lie at full stretch across the thigh for a few seconds to rub it in, but she thought this is just a weakener, Janine looks sexy in it but otherwise not a lot for a hardened wrestler to get excited about.
 
In a fluid motion, Artemis went back to Janine's hair and stood, using her free strong arm just enough to prevent Janine toppling to the canvas since after all the poor girl didn't have good balance right now, but otherwise she let the hair roots and Janine's own muscles take the strain and figure out how to get her back on her feet. Janine winced but managed to maintain the discipline of silence, as finally she found her feet. Her chest heaved just the once, a sigh of relief tinged with fear of what might be coming next. Artemis was behind and side on to Janine now, just perfect. Artemis leaned over sideways towards Janine, arm nearest her prey sneaking in under the sweet things pelvis and her other hand reaching over to lodge under Janine's jaw. Janine's eyes opened wide. Barely out of one backbreaker and now I'm going into another even worse, over the shoulders, god no! She felt herself lifted off her feet and toppled backwards simultaneously, as she collapsed across Artemis' very broad shoulders Artemis straightened herself out to the vertical base, leaning forward slightly to get her center of gravity balanced. One arm looped over a single thigh leaving Janine's other thigh to just flop, the other hand still positioned over Janine's jaw line, Artemis pressed downwards, levering Janine's suspended spine across her shoulders, and then adding to the effect by squatting down and thrusting up, shaking the whole of Janine's torso and making her extremities snap down on the upward thrusts. Janine's free leg tried to lift into the air as if trying to reverse the bending effect on her spine of the sheer dangling weight of that leg. Her arms, unguided by sight since her head was snapped back to the inverted vertical, flailed in search of the grip on her jaw, hands clawing, but Artemis countered simply by allowing her whole forearm to slide over the jaw and add a partial strangle to the downward pressure on the jawline and upper throat. Janine croaked just once now, as her limbs gave up the unequal hopeless struggle and fell towards earth, their own weight adding to the leveraging of her entire spine from pelvis to neck. No part of Janine's body could get comfortable in this hold. The lumbar muscles burned intensely, the fire was spreading slowly out to all the muscles of her back as they sagged in exhaustion. The limbs hanging without support antagonised hip and shoulder joints that had been drained in the mat wrestling, as her neck and throat were taunted by yet another bonebreaking gravity assisted leverage. Abdomen and ribcage again stretched flat and again the forceful concentration required to command them to breathe. I'm helpless, I submit, I hate this, I love it, I need fucking mercy fast, oh god I need fucking, she's gonna kill me with this, even if accidentally! Between unwillingly clenched teeth, Janine whimpered like a chastised panic stricken puppy rolling over before a barking stranger, "Mistress Artemis permission to speak!?". Artemis strode towards a corner, purpose in her stride. "Be brief.". "Harder please, harder please, Mistress Artemis!". Artemis reached the corner and used the stiff vertical padding covering the turnbuckles to balance her torso as she set about using the ropes like a ladder. "You know I've already got this on as hard it gets, Janine, trying reverse psychology are we?". Oh no, where are we going, this is bad, this is really really bad, fucking sweet jesus this has gotta be a throw, god make her throw me into the ring, it's gotta be into the ring!! Artemis stopped climbing with both feet on the third of the four ropes, her abdomen resting against the top of the supportive padding. Another foot or two won't add much to the impact, she thought mirthfully, and anyway we don't want to kill this girl just yet do we. "Another lesson Janine, I don't appreciate reverse psychology, it's dishonest for heaven's sake. I'm sure you know we came up here for a purpose, I was going to keep you in the ring, but crime must have it's punishment.". I was never going to keep you in the ring anyway, thought Artemis gleefully, but one dishonest turn deserves another, and at least in this case it has the virtue of helping instruct Janine further, by associating something very horrible with that form of dishonesty. It seems all slaves need some form of pavlovian conditioning to mould them the way they want and need to be moulded, Artemis thought with wistful amusement! Janine's pounding heart leapt into her throat, fear fluttering like the soft caress of giant butterfly's wings all over her labouring abdomen and chest. The raised chants of the mob baying encouragement for the throw washed over Janine's ennervated body and soul, her fate beyond her control was she knew decided. Do it, christ yes yesss, smash me for You! "Thow me OUT please, Mistress Artemis, I'm ready I'm ready, for you my dearest Mistress Artemis, I know it's what you want!", Janine heard herself croak. Artemis could hear and even feel Janine's increased breathing. Hyperventilation, Artemis thought! Excellent! Janine's voice sounded like she was in dreamland, swept away by the increased flow of oxygen to the brain, one of the few times Artemis had so far permitted that reward, and Artemis knew that this time Janne spoke truthfully from the heart. In one quick motion, Artemis unwound her arms from around Janine and with extraordinary strength and agility got her hands under the limp figure and pressed it skywards. As the lights grew and swept by, Janine knew herself to have been launched! Sheer terror of the inevitable destruction and delight that this was serving and thrilling Mistress Artemis mixed, at once paralysing and liquiefying the whole of her body and her soul. Janine could see Artemis rising, oh yes a goddess, hands on hips, smiling down at me, thank you! This was Janine's last thought before impact, an impact she simply had no conscious memory of. Like a switch being thrown, Janine felt disembodied, looking along a black tunnel with a circle in the near distance, the roof of the auditorium stretching across the tunnel's exit, the spectators seeming to crowd one side of the tunnel exit and the ring the other. A roaring noise like a train somewhere in the tunnel. Artemis loved watching Janine's body smash against the hardened rubber metal studded moat floor, much better than a bodyslam inside the ring, head and limbs crashing just as heavily as the torso, then Janine just lying there motionless eyes wide, obviously stunned.
 
Artemis considered the flying bodysplash but regretfully dismissed it, a 210 pounder crashing down from such a height onto a 160 pounder with a lighter bone structure might mean death. She leapt to the rubber floor and rummaged through a curtain under the ring, pulling out a large rubber mat somewhat bigger than a human body, the upper side densely packed with studs, which she waved briefly over Janine's eyes and then threw into the ring. She heard Janine groan. "You wanted me to surprise you, well surprise!", said Artemis, knowing Janine could almost certainly hear as well as see, indeed the groan signified that Janine was recovering well. Janine could do nothing as Artemis taunted her, but she was visibley getting closer to the end of the tunnel now, and she was feeling horrific pain from all over her body, getting worse as she recovered her senses, realising she was winded as she came back into possession of her own flesh. Artemis decided to sit astride of Janine while she completed her recuperation, after removing the girl's shoes, which had amazingly remained on all this time, and throwing them to the spectators. Janine's top circling her waist clipped to her bottom at the hips, Artemis unclipped it and pulled it off over Janine's still limp head. Artemis looked close into Janine's eye's. Still a little dilated, but she was most of the way back into the world of the living. She was moaning groggily now, a good sign. Artemis threw the skimpy top to the spectators too. Then she moved to sit high on Janine's chest, leaning forwards slightly and pulling her thighs in close to the sides of Janine's head. Her vision full of Artemis, stunned by the image but desperate to escape the stabbing studs beneath her, Janine feebly tried to roll, her arms pinned she simply flapped her legs and pelvis this way and then that. Slowly, with a predatory smile, Artemis unhooked and removed her own microbikini, with a flourish tossing that also to the spectators. Now she only wanted stocking between her and Janine. "Beautiful!", gasped Janine. "So you're back with us now, do you like the studs?". "I I, I like them yes, because they please Mistress Artemis, when they dig into me so.", Janine murmured. With strong arms, Artemis lifted Janine to her feet and tossed her back into the ring, noticing the lovely large livid bruised welts dotted across her back, then jumped in after her.
 
Artemis dragged the mat to center ring. Janine tried to get to her feet, but her weary body proved unwilling to obey, and she fell back to her knees, her face drained she watched Artemis return for her. Oh please, not the bed of nails, how much more have I got to take? "Let me help you.", Artemis cooed. She grabbed Janine's hair and dragged her on her knees toward the mat, as they approached she took Janine's arm and pulled her to her feet, then swiftly threw her flat onto her back making the ring thud. Then she grabbed a hold of both of Janine's legs and dragged her alongside the bed of nails. Firmly, she flipped Janine onto her face and onto the bed. No no no no no! Not the boston crab, please no no, not on these nails, please sweet jesus christ don't let this happen to me, don't don't!! The studs biting into Janine's face and breasts, she tried desperately to push her body up off the torture bed, looking over her shoulder up at Artemis as the goddess towered astride of her and looked back down at her. Artemis, smiling, eyes blazing, started to sit down on Janine's weakened lumbar. Sheer bodyweight shocked Janine, her breasts and ribs and the side of her face forced irresistabley and suddenly down onto those cold penetrating merciless teeth! More than two hundred fucking pounds! Artemis threw her shoulders back past the vertical! Janine felt the whole of her lumbar being crushed to powder and snapped into pieces, her gorging mammaries and pressurised ribs screaming in agony as they were tenderised on the blunt incisors, her neck protesting as her face flinched from the bed, her face crumpled and twisted, biting her lip as she tried to hold back the cries of sheer purgatory, her abdomen stretched tight like a drum she had to force it in and out in and out to stop herself dieing of suffocation, her sore front thighs unable to take the stretch screaming to her the need for mercy. Frightened and aroused, Janine could no longer be silent. "Mistress Artemis, arrhhh, permission to speak, aaaah hah, pleease, pleasssse!!". "Be brief!". "Harder, hah, I love Artemis, arrhhh, LOVE Artemis, harder, please!'. Artemis smiled, she knew Janine wanted relief, but at least now she was acting with discipline and placing her mistress' desires above her own, that would do for now, and she was starting to appreciate that she was getting what she needed from a generous mistress. Artemis obliged, with fire in her eyes and the beginnings of ecstasy on her face, an erotic power thrill sweeping through her mind and body. She slid herself higher up Janine's spine to just below her shoulder blades, continueing to lean backwards, twisting from side to side, and adding in a grinding action! Aaaaaaaaaaaa, too much, aaaaaaaaa, gotta obey, don't beg for mercy, oh god, I submit I submit I submit! "Aaaaaaaaaaaa, thank you, aaaaaaa, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I submit I submit, MERCY!". Artemis laughed to herself, she was testing Janine's newly acquired discipline, probeing her real emotional limits, she could hear Janine was trying to stick with the discipline but finding it hard. "Must try harder, Janine, now you're going to get it harder until you learn!". "Mistress Artemis, permission to speak!?", gasped Janine urgently between gritted teeth. "Permission denied, you prattle too much!". Artemis thrilled to the verbal blow almost as to any physical kick she might give, for she knew Janine was bursting to beg for mercy as her body was ground into mincemeat against the studs and crushed and broken by the bodyweight and backbreaker. Janine's gasps for air as she could only use a drumtight sore abdomen for ventilation gave Artemis the sense of approaching death, whilst she felt sure fit Janine would manage to keep breathing even if only just, but oh it must be a real mental effort for her! Artemis slid even further up Janine's spine now, sitting right down on her shoulders. Janine, hardly any air in her body, let out a croak, as she fought to suffer in silence. Artemis began to tighten up the stretch on Janine's front thighs now, wriggling to get first one of the girl's knees under her arm and then to get the other knee under her other arm. At last, when Artemis had her arms pressing down across Janine's front thighs, Janine couldn't prevent a pleasing squeal escape. Artemis looked over her shoulder down to Janine's face, the only visible tear-soaked eye was bulging from it's socket, her hair was in disarray, her face was glowing red through tan and contorted with both agony and fear, her arms were pulled into the sides of her ribs as though to try to press herself up off the obviously excruciating studs. Artemis didn't feel fully satisfied with her work though. She scrabbled with her feet to prise Janine's arms from her chest, first one side then the other, dropping to her knees as she worked her calves under Janine's arms. When Artemis had succeeded both sides, oblivious of the studs from which her cire boots provided no protection, she began to move backwards. Oh my god, this is impossible, I'm being killed killed killed, can't scream, can't breathe, can't breathe, stop, stooopppppp!! Artemis's calves snaked under Janine's upper arms, her knees getting closer to those arms, her backside moving over Janine's neck without actually sitting on it, leaning back more as she fought to bring Janine's thighs to absolutely horizontal. And then even further back Artemis slid, getting her enormous muscled pelvis right over Janine's head now, and beginning to sit down again, beginning to squash the skull on the studs! All the while, Artemis listened for Janine's laboured breathing, still too early to kill the girl. Artemis stayed on the move, and now she could look down her front and see Janine's shocked and perspiration-soaked face. The occaisional croak and the weak oxygen-starved flailing of her arms testimony to her desperation. Artemis found herself fully aroused, this was torture coming close to death, very sexy. Artemis allowed herself to sit fully down now, her thighs finally closing the scissors on Janine's arms, once again crushing the muscles there and cutting off the blood supply! Artemis just held Janine now, and waited to see if Janine would break or sustain her discipline. After just seconds, the arms stopped moving, a low gasping wail issued from deep in Janine's throat, Janine was sobbing! Yet otherwise her discipline still held, even now she was still fighting to obey! Thrilling! Artemis decided enough for this hold, even though she'd like to sit here all night and slowly edge to orgasm to do so would probably literally kill her mount! She released Janine's legs, letting Janine crash down to the bed of nails, and releasing the arm scissors. "Oh god, that was a fantastic ride Janine, well done by the way!". Janine lay motionless, drained, but the pick up in her breathing proved she was still in the realm of the living. Good, thought Artemis, available for more torture!
 
"I bet you don't like the bed of nails, lets see what we can do about that.". Artemis stepped onto the back of Janine's knees, and brought Janine's bare feet up to and twisted them around the front of her own knees so that the lower legs of both ladies were locked together. Janine knew what was coming her way, and weakly threw her arms from above her head to alongside her body. "Yesss!", she mumured. Artemis took a grip of Janine's wrists and threw herself backwards to the canvas off the end of the bed of nails, cartwheeling Janine into the air above her for the dreaded backbreaking fullbody torment of the octopus! Janine found herself wracked with pain in her thighs, spine, abdomen, ribs, shoulders, neck, arms! Her head hung down, her mane reaching down to Artemis' face. Oh yesss, this is sexy, thank you Mistress Artemis! Janine found herself wanting desperately to be taken into Artemis' inner sanctum, she had more or less asked for it in her first approach to Artemis, she had known it would be hard to get there, and she had after all dreamt almost nightly of getting there by the sacrifice of asphyxiation torture. Artemis' Portal Of Death rite of passage was just a restatement of Janine's own swooning fantasy expressed in her approaches to Artemis, Artemis she understood was just testing how commited in reality she was to her own professed desires. "Mistress Artemis, take me through The Portal of Death, please!". There was trepidation in Janine's voice, but also signs of the will to go through with it, thought Artemis, however she decided Janine would have to prove she really wanted it, and anyway once a slave wants something even if the mistress wants it too the mistress should play the slave along, and also that thought Artemis is how the slave loves it. "I'm not convinced, Janine, I don't think you're ready for hard asphyxiation, I don't think you know what it really feels like to die like that, I'm not convinced you know what it is you are asking for so how can you really ask for it?". Artemis lowered her elbows to the canvas, causing Janine's shoulders to drop and increasing the tension through her whole body. "Mistress Artemis, I do I do, you've already sleepered me!". Artemis laughed, deliberately. "That was merciful by comparison with what I intend!". "I don't care, Mistress Artemis, you know I need it, you know I need to please you, Janine loves Mistress Artemis, you know it's all I want!". "Alright alright, shut up. You think you're really willing to be asphyxiated to unconsciousness, risking death, lets give you a try out, relatively gently, then we shall see!".Artemis rolled to the side, bringing Janine crashing sideways to the canvas, making her wince in shock. Artemis released Janine's limbs, and the girl rolled face down, exhausted but also striking a passive submissive posture as if to say to Artemis "Do with me as you wish.".
 
Artemis pushed Janine over onto her back, and dropped into a kneel astride of Janine, pinning Janine's arms, tucking her feet into the side's of Janine's head to keep her facing straight up. Janine stared dreamily up into Artemis's poised backside, a huge pelvis with perfect smooth halfmoon muscle wrapped around it, all encased is sultry stocking. Then Artemis was coming down on her, a quick move. Suddenly, Janine felt her mouth forced open by a great weight upon her jaw, then the rub of stocking against her cheeks as Artemis adjusted her mount to cover both mouth and nose, and now Janine could only see stocking, no more than an inch away from her eyes! Such tremendous weight, her face felt as though it were deforming to mate with Artemis' solid backside, her skull ached gently at front and back. And I can't breathe, oh yesss, I can't breathe, Mistress Artemis has stopped me breathing! Joy was matched by quickly rising panic. Janine's body wasn't ready to die, and the physical effects of fright built up as the oxygen level plummeted. Janine felt pain bite in her throat and chest as they tried to breathe. Instinctively she tried to twist her face out of the smother but couldn't make an impression against the muscular feet! She arched her back and tried with her arms to push Aretmis off, but couldn't budge the Amazon by even one millimeter! Janine tried to force her body to relax, trying to tell herself Artemis wouldn't kill her, trying to conserve oxygen, to outlast the smother. Intellectually she knew Artemis would have to let her breathe again soon if this wasn't the actual Portal Of Death and that Artemis would have to stray on the side of caution since there was no way to measure precisely the oxygen left in Janine's body at any point in time. She lay sprawled on the canvas, passive, captured in a death hold she simply couldn't break, resigned, waiting for the release, the oxygen in her lungs declining with every heartbeat. Where's the release, this hurts, release me release me, oh no, going on too long, oh no no, can't be Portal Of Death yet, aahhhh! Janine's mind began to give way to instinctive fright, her body rebelling against her intellect as the pain of the smother really hurt now, chest sucking for air but just causing a vacuum sensation in the the lungs and threatening to swallow her throat, such pain in her throat, as though Artemis had a hand wrapped around it and was crushing it. Janine's hands clawed at Artemis's huge backside as if trying to dig her face out from under a landslide, only confirming that this was solid immoveable rock. Janine's whole spine arched despite the backbreakers she had already suffered, trying to pull her out from beneath Artemis. Her legs flailed, desperately searching for purchase. Artemis shifted forward in her mount, just enough allow a gap between her muscle and Janine's nose. Janine at first sucked down air, but her lungs were full almost immediately, and she exhaled quickly, then inhaled. Thats it, thought Artemis, learn to breathe with just your nose whenever I let you and then the real fun can begin. Janine's struggles petered out as she felt oxygen getting back into her muscles, it was hard work breathing like this, needed concentration, and Artemis ominously wasn't letting this hold go, but Janine's back remained arched and her hands remained pressed against Artemis's backside. Now Artemis reapplied the smother! Nooo, I haven't got all my breath back, it still hurts from the first smother, not another one! Janine's body remained tensed this time observed Artemis with pleasure, she really wasn't liking this too much, obviously a shock to her. Janine's whole skull was acheing now, and she really wanted to get her head out of this steadily increasing crush, Artemis feeling heavier and heavier and heavier! Janne's hands tapped gently but urgently against Aretmis's backside. I submit, oh I submit, I submit submit submit! Artemis placed her hands on Janine's breasts, which again were gorged, and began to firmly slowly massage them! "This means you like it!" she purred triumphantly. Oh god I do! That vacuum feeling rising afresh in Janine's chest and throat, her hands resumed their life and death clawing and her legs flailed unbidden, as the massage and smother combined to bring her clit to screaming for relief. Artemis found herself fully awakened sexually, it's only death domination that could make her feel this way nowadays, having in the past pushed beyond practicing mere control and then restrained torture within her partner's psychological limits. In fact she had got into wrestling as a means of legally practicing sadism beyond psychological limits with people who really didn't want to be tortured but who like herself had thought they were going to be doing the torturing, and the element of coercion and of non-consensuality was something Artemis had come to depend upon to reach a sexual peak. In fact the powerthrill induced by no mercy wrestling was almost better than mere sex, taking another proud dominant lady and publicly breaking first her body and then her soul and rendering her a slave in the ring and using her, that was what drove Artemis, the sex just rode on the back of the powerthrill. Her hands joyously ravished her hot perspiring mount as Janine's body went into it's death throes now, Janine's pelvis occaisionally being kicked into the air to escape Artemis's death grip, other times Janine's body trying to twist out of the hold propelled by feet that scratched the canvas for leverage. Enough for now thought Artemis, and she opened up the gap around Janine's nose once more. Janine's chest heaved, her limbs and body collapsing seemingly spent except for that now perpetually arched spine. Janine's mind was swept away on a tide of sheer terror. This must be the Portal Of Death, Mistress Artemis is fucking killing me, this is too much, oh yes, oh yes, don't stop now, don't stop now, I can't breathe for christ's sake, so beautiful, so powerful, so massive, take me, Mistress Artemis fuck me fuck me! Artemis' eyes blazed at the sight of autoerotic asphyxiation taking a hold on Janine's body, the whole skin turning reddish again, she knew this was agony and terror for Janine but she knew also that this is what Janine craved and sought, she shut down Janine's breathing again! Janine instantly struggled this time! Sweat rolling off body now! Artemis wondered if a girl could be slapped to anorgasm without her clit ever being touched, and her hands began a controlled dance on Janine's mammaries, light and slow to start but gradually picking up in tempo and power. Janine couldn't believe she was being taken in another smother! Her heart raced, beating agiant her ribs as if in search of a way out between them, her neck pulsed from within in tune! Her chest felt as if it were exploding, her throat felt as though it were being ripped off again and again and again, her skull was aflame, an ache welling up from within Janine's head, her stomache feeling queasy, her muscles acheing to lay down and sleep! Her clit yearning for Artemis, but the call going begging! Janine realised she was getting weaker with each smother, she struggled as hard as ever to begin this smother, but her body protested and then refused to obey any longer, her pelvis sinking back to the canvas. Her legs thrashed still, but with no power and no object, and her hands fell tothe canvas. Now legs and hands beat the canvas as Janine's torso slowly writhed in agony. Her very body language cried out submission over and over! Artemis allowed Janine to breathe once more, once out and once in, then immediately locked on the fourth smother! Janine wanted to scream but all that came was a muffled tortured tearful groan. That was all the air I get, I can't live on so little as that, I'm being killed, I'm being publicly murdered in slow motion, oh no yess nooo yeessss nooooooo! Her whole body continued tapping out it's submission on the canvas, but as her muscles turned to lead the drumbeat lost force and rhythm. Artemis continued to deny the mercy that Janine was so physically crying out for, and continued beating the girl's breasts, gleefully observing the slow emergence of bruising under the tan. Artemis permitted another breath, just the one. Part way through her fifth smother, Janine's body became motionless! Ohh God, it just keeps getting better, screamed Artemis to herself, ecstatic! Janine waited now for her death, tears springing from her eyes, legs akimbo, her clit throbbing, her head pounding. Artemis permitted one more breath, then began a slow grind of Janine's face. Oh my god, Mistress Artemis is using me, oh yesss, yeessssssss! Janine managed to arch her spine, pressing her face up into the grind, responding. Ten smothers seemed a good target to Artemis, she allowed Janine another gasp of air and started her on the seventh smother. Janine's body and limbs twitched slightly, uncoordinated, several times. As Artemis ravished a body on the edge of the chasm of death she swooned to it's quivering and pulsating heat, she felt her clit burning for the caress of Janine's tongue but that would have to wait! Artemis permitted Janine another breath, and counted in her mind the start of the eighth smother. Mistress Artemis is keeping me right on the edge of death, oh so masterful, how much more do I have to take!? For Janine every second had become a lifetime. She wanted to cry out that she would do anything for release, she would rather die now than live forever like this but Mistress Artemis was denying her even that! And now Janine understood. Mistress Artemis was giving her what she had asked for. Mistress Artemis was mastering her, keeping her in a limbo midway between life and death in preparation for rebirth, to be liberated as the submissive she so needs to be in service to one so great and deserving, to fulfil herself through sublimation to another, by driving out all her selfish thoughts and desires! Such stunning mastery! Artemis permitted Janine another breath, counting the ninth smother. Janine's whole head ached, as if her brain were swelling against her skull. Her mouth throat chest abdomen in perpetual collapse, as though always in the process of caving in but never finishing. She wanted to be sick, but somehow never was, as though her abdomen could never muster the strength to vomit. Instinctively and yet wilfully, Janine's swollen tongue slowly pressed up in search of Mistress Artemis, to submit to serve to worship! Artemis felt Janine stroke her! This girl needs it big time, she thought deliriously. Artemis permitted Janine another breath, and so began the final smother. God, how long can I keep this girl on the edge, long enought for her tongue to finish the job it has just begun, wondered Artemis? If she gets through the Portal Of Death then I'm gonna find out! Janine hesitated, her tongue in place she only slowly and lightly caressed with it's tip. I don't have permission for this! Please release me, I'll do this without the smother, I can't take the smother, let me do this Mistress Artemis, please let me do this! Artemis released the face sit, sitting on the canvas alongside Janine's head and taking a handful of her hair Artemis wrapped massive liquid steel thighs around Janine's neck.
 
"Mistress Artemis, Portal Of Death, please take me, throught it!", gasped Janine, shock and relief on her face, eyes wide open, gazing up into Artemis' smiling eyes from between mountainous thighs. "So you still want it, Janine, huh?", questioned Artemis, a little amused and feigning lack of conviction in Janine's commitment. First, make a slave want what the Mistress wants, then make the slave beg for it, that was Artemis' philosophy. "Yes, Mistress Artemis, for the love of you, yes, oh please!". "Let me think about it, I'm not one hundred per cent sure you're ready for it.". With that Artemis tightened her thighs, just enought to lock up Janine's neck, jaw and skull, effectively stopping her from talking. Time to give the girl another reward. With Janine limp on her back, Artemis twisted her head to face in towards her own massive abdomen. Janine could feel her neck muscles beginning to strain again as she stared straight at that wall of muscle, intimidated by the necklace of beef that held her firm, giving herself up to whatever Artemis had in store for her next. Artemis brought a stinging slap down on Janine's face, quite hard. Facial domination, oh yes, I can take this, oh please yes, do this to me! "Harder, Mistress Artemis, please!", Janine managed to grunt from between teeth that were involuntarily clenched by the pressure of Artemis' thighs. Artemis was very willing to oblige, this very beautiful face ought to be broken for the finale, she thought, but not all over, there should be a sense of beauty distressed which meant leaving part of this gorgeous face intact. Artemis didn't want to do permanent damage, but a lot can be done to a pretty girl's face short of that, and Janine had openly fantasised about this in her submissions before the match. Beware what you ask for, Artemis laughed to herelf, you might just get it! She raised her hand and delivered another harder slap across the cheek. "Yes!", Janine yelped. Artemis delivered two more even heavier blows, pulling her arm high and really driving her open hand down across that cheek. "Portal Of Death, please Mistress Artemis!", Janine grunted. Her cheek was livid raw red and blue now. Artemis lovingly brushed the girl's hair away from her face, laying it out fanlike. Then slowly she clenched her fist right in front of Janine's eyes. "Oh yes, do it, yes, please!", Janine's voice trembling with fear and desire. Her spine arched in anticipation, her eyes widened as they fixed on that fist. Artemis raised her fist slowly, Janine's eyes swiveling to follow, making the girl worry about what it would feel like. From about one third height Artemis delivered the blow, driving it straight into the side of Janine's locked jaw. Janine tried to flinch but those thighs held her firm, and now the skin on jaw and cheek felt like it was peeling off. "Again!", she grunted shrilly. Artemis quickly delivered two more blows, exact replicas of the first except harder. Janine's body began to writhe now, her arms and legs tenseing, her feet beat the canvas at each blow. She could feel her very jaw bone and the joint with her skull throb and burn and wondered if she had lost any teeth. Her eyes watered. "More!". This time it came from deep down in Janine's throat. She's pushing herself now, thought Artemis, good. "How about about best of ten, would you like that?". "Oh yes, Mistress Artemis, yes! Please don't hold back, no matter what I say, no mercy, please!". Janine gasping as she spoke. "Very well." Artemis spoke softly, her voice caressing Janine. Artemis adjusted Janine's head once more, bringing her almost face up. Artemis could see and hear Janine breathing in short gasps, bracing herself for the barrage. Pity I haven't got gloves, thought Artemis, don't want to break my knuckles here. Taking careful measure, she began a slow but steady barrage directed solely at Janine's left eye. The first was delivered short but hard, landing on the already livid cheekbone. Janine gritted her teeth and took it in silence, her eyes though looked like those of a rabbit caught in the headlights of an onrushing car. Those eyes already turning red from earlier tears were again well moistened. Satisfied she was on target, Artemis delivered the second from higher so it was harder. Artemis really felt the impact from that one, Janine winced this time but still held her silence though her torso and limbs had gone rigid now as she tried to discipline herself to take this. Oh god this is hard! Mistress Artemis is so beautiful from down here, please let this last forever! The third blow piled pain onto pain, forcing a grunt from Janine, who instinctively brought her hands up to Artemis' thigh. The thigh that passed over her throat like a mountain ridge, and that pressed just as heavily against her jaw. Her hands appeared in her vision over the top of that ridge, and they were puny by comparison. Artemis delivered the fourth, and felt Janine's hands tighten against her thigh. Now the bruise on the cheek became a minor swelling. Artemis was pleased with her work. Janine's face was flushed red again, single tears were running away from her eyes now, very sexy thought Artemis! She drove home the fifth, and Janine's stiffened legs thrashed a couple of times. She just managed to choke back a screech as the pain in the tenderised flesh reached a new pinnacle, the whole side of her face and even skull burnt from some place deep inside. Janine mercilessly crashed the sixth onto the enlarging swelling. That swelling now encroached on Janine's lower eyelid. Satisfied, Artemis twisted Janine's face further, so now she was looking straight up into the blows. The seventh hit Janine's lips. "Mercy!", she yelped between her teeth, the plea escaping before she could catch it. "Again!", she corrected. Artemis drove the eighth onto the lips once more, and this time drew blood. Janine groaned now, her discipline being stretched. Artemis twisted Janine's face to look straight back into her abdomen. The ninth blow fell right on the joint between jaw and skull. "The last one now", Artemis purred reassuringly, and delivered the tenth again onto that tender joint. Janine's rigid torso and limbs dropped back to the canvas, quivering. Artemis noted the lump on the joint, small for sure but it must be painful she thought. "Well done.". "Thank you, Mistress Artemis, thank you!". Janine's voice trembled with relief and joy. Artemis relaxed the pressure of the scissor. "Mistress Artemis, now can I have the Portal Of Death, please, I want to be taken to your inner sanctum, I'll die for you if that's what Mistress Aretmis wants?". Janine's voice was low and shrill, indicating subservience and desire. "Do you trust me with your life?", taunted Artemis. "With my very soul, Mistress Artemis!". Artemis smiled. "Very well, it is time for you to embark on that journey.".
 
Artemis released the scissor and pulled Janine to her knnes. Moving behind, she took Janine's right knee and passed it behind and to the left of her left knee. Next, Artemis hooked Janine's left foot around the back of her right calve. Now the legs were entwined, and the calves were acting like a lever forcing the right thigh into the lower left quad. Janine grimaced, as the quad felt on the verge of spraining from the pressure. Her legs were now completely locked up, any further leverage would break something. Artemis sat on Janine's ankles, here own knees on the canvas, her own thighs and calves pressing into Janine's calves from the sides, obscuring them. Now Artemis was ready to apply the sleeper. With her right hand she took hold of Janine's right wrist. She then  wrapped her arm and with it Janine's arm around the front of Janine's throat, the combined forearms beginning to cut into the neck under Janine's left jawline. Then Artemis did likewise with her own and Janine's left arms, bringing those up under the right arms. Finally, Artemis threw her shoulders back and drew the arms tightly into Janine's neck! Janine's legs and lumbar region were agonised! Janine knew she was in trouble, she tried to wriggle but couldn't, she was in total bondage, not held by rope but by muscle! And it was killing her! No no no, I've been sleepered already, it's too much! Ohh god yes, yes, YES! Oh christ this HURTS so MUCH! Finish me quickly for heavens sake, quickly, please! Don't make me DIE! Oh so close, so close now, just this last test, then I'm home, then I'm in Mistress Artemis's inner sanctum, oh god yes do it, do it, QUICKLY, please, QUICKLY, I can't hold on, I can't take this, I must I must, not long to go now, surely not long! Suddenly, Janine realised her consciousness had transformed. A by now familiar feeling, she realised. I'm floating, ohhh yeesssss, floating, so peaceful! The lights above that had so dazzled her seemed slowly to receede down that tunnel. The roars of the spectators had faded, replaced by a river rushing through a forest and over a cliff. Distinct pain became the omnidirectional glow of a nearby furnace. Artemis watched had Janine's head bent all the way back, so she could see Janine's face almost from above, and she looked straight down into Janine's eyes. That red flush was emerging once more from under the tan, the breathing was ragged and gasping and tortured, Artemis could feel the heat from Janine's entire body as the girl overheated from the stress of the hold and the glare of the floodlights above. Janine was slippery from perspiration. Rhythmic groaning rose from deep down in her throat, almost as though she were in labour! She probably doesn't even know she's groaning by now, thought Artemis gleefully. Janine's eyes had slowly morphed from expression of sheer terror to dreamily vacant. A quick look at the big screen that had closed in from the front view showed Janine's breasts once more gorged as they rose on fell on the automatic bellowing of her lungs! Thoroughly aroused herself, Artemis didn't want the moment to pass. She brought her torso back to the vertical, and slackened the sleeper. She wrapped her lips around Janine's ear. From somewhere in the distance, Janine could make out a murmuring, a soft calm disembodied voice that gradually she recognised as that of Mistress Artemis. "You aren't going to sleep so quickly, sweet Janine. Your Mistress awaits you.". Janine felt no need to respond, she had no concept of responding, she could simply observe stimulants that came from afar and washed over her and then were gone as she drifted without purpose. But the voice of Mistress Artemis was like the soft calling of an angel somewhere off in the woods searching for a lost soul. Artemis felt satisfied that Janine was at least stabilised, if not so sure that she was on her way back to the real world. his is where she wanted to keep Janine, for a little while anyway, though she didn't know Janine's stamina. Artemis leant back once more, tightening the sleeper, letting her own head fall loosely back. She was perspiring herself, and her blonde curls were a little damp from contact with her ennervated skin. She counted in her mind to ten. She thrust herself and her enraptured antelope forward, once more easing the sleeper, in one fluid movement bringing her lips back to Janine's ear and flipping her hair through the sizzling air to land tantalising on Janine's face. Janine saw the golden stands cover the tunnel entrance, backlit by the floodlights, and felt a gentle tingling caress. She could feel Mistress Artemis' hot breath wash over her like a summer night's barely perceptible fickle breeze. Artemis released Janine's left arm, letting it fall limp at sultrily sexy girl's side. There was more Artemis wanted to do before finishing her. Her free hand moved to ravish those heaving and gorged mammaries. She had no idea what would come first for Janine, orgasm or unconsciousness, as the tortured groans became entwined with ecstatic moans. Very very slowly, Artemis rocked gently back and forth, each backstroke increasing the sleeper, each forward stroke relinquishing, as her hand played Janine like a violin. With no sense of time, Janine felt herself rocked to sleep by ocean wave after ocean wave. At last, on the verge of orgasm, Artemis stood, letting the unconscious scorching body tumble to the soaked canvas. We can finish this in private, she thought, smiling to herself. Janine is a gem, not to be consumed all in one sitting!
 
Artemis placed one foot on the side of Janine's head, basking in the adulation, spectators on their feet. As Artemis had planned, huge foutains of multicoloured sparks erupted from the four corner posts, arching over the ring. Bellowing white clouds rose around the ring and rolled in tumultuous waves across the canvas, occaisionally engulfing Artemis' new slave. Rose petals cascaded from the rafters.
 

Cathartica
Copyright February 1999