Part One picks up right after Liz and Becky were beaten and abused by the three girls in the strip club. There is no fighting in Part One as it is a continuation of the story detailing how Liz joins the Outdoor Wrestling League. If you only want to read the section that includes fighting go to Part Two. Both parts appear in this submission.

Part One:

Liz and Becky left the club in bad shape. Their bodies had been devastated by the girls from Sir Thomas’s wrestling organization. Becky’s husband drove them home, not much was spoken during the drive. The girls showered and went to bed without speaking that night. Liz woke up first the next morning, her left leg now a dark purple and black. She looked in the mirror to see the scratches and bruising on her breasts. She turned and saw the marks on her ass. Her pussy still throbbed from all the abuse that had been delivered by the three girls. It all started to come back to her, the pain, the anger, the frustration at not being able to put up much of a fight after her leg injury. The embarrassment at having hot wax poured over her body and being able to do nothing to stop them and being violated in front of her best friend and her husband. All these thoughts raced through her mind. Revenge….revenge……she had to get her hands on her attackers.

Becky finally arose. She too looked into the mirror at her abused body. She turned and saw the cuts in her back courtesy of Cherie and the whip. Becky was not as tough as Liz and started to cry again as she looked at her bruised and battered body. The pain still shot through her petite body as she struggled to make her way down the stairs in her home. Liz was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee as she made her way into the breakfast room.

Liz looked up at her friend. “Becky, I am so sorry you…..”

Becky cut her off. “Don’t be sorry Liz, it happened, we have to move on now and try to forget what they did to us.”

“Forget hell! I’m going back. I’m not letting those whores get away with what they did to us. I’ll make each one of those bitches pay.”

“Liz, you’re my best friend, but I can’t go through that again. I won’t.”

“Becky, I don’t expect you to. You should have never gotten involved and just let me take my beating. I’m a big girl, I can take it.”

“You’re too good a friend to just sit there and not try to do something. All I did was warn you to watch out. Look what they did to me.” Becky stood up and pulled off her nightgown. Liz had tears in her eyes as she saw the cuts on Becky’s back from the whipping and the bruising and swelling on her breasts.

“I know, they got me even worse. Look at my leg. I’ve got to go see a doctor about it and look at my tits.” Liz lifted her shirt up and Becky couldn’t believe her eyes. She thought her bruising was bad until she saw Liz’s breasts and legs. Liz’s breasts were severely scratched and still very swollen, especially her nipples and the entire area around them were also a dark purple. Both girls had felt the pain from the hairbrush raking across their nipples, but Liz’s scratches were worse due to so much more time being spent on her. The hard brush had cut into her tender flesh. The twisting and pulling of her nipple ring was the cause of much of the discoloration to her breast.

Liz already had the business card in her hand and called Sir Thomas. She agreed to meet with him at his estate. Becky asked to come along. Liz initially refused saying this was her fight, her idea and Becky needed to stay out, but Becky insisted on sitting in on the meeting and hearing what Sir Thomas had to say.

About two hours later a black limousine pulled up in the driveway. Liz, Becky and her husband were driven far out of Atlanta. More than an hour and a half later the limo pulled through the gates of the 200 plus acre estate of Sir Thomas. Sir Thomas and a beautiful blonde made their way out the front door and greeted them.

“Welcome, I am so glad you decided to meet with me to discuss a possible future together. This is my wife, Anna, she will give you a tour of the grounds and then we will have lunch and discuss my offer.”

The difference in age between Anna and Sir Thomas had to be almost 40 years. Anna appeared to be in her early 20’s and Sir Thomas was definitely in his 60’s. Anna was one of the most beautiful women you would ever see. Standing next to Liz it was apparent she was also about 5’10” and her blonde hair was about shoulder length. The white keyhole halter top she wore stopped just under her 34C breasts exposing her wonderfully sculpted tanned abs and the pink and white plaid mini skirt barely covered what was definitely another perfect round ass. She wore thigh high white mesh stockings on her long slender legs. Being near her made it difficult to concentrate on what she was actually saying to Becky and Liz.

A golf cart was pulled up to allow Liz a comfortable tour of the grounds. As they drove around, they were shown small houses scattered around the estate, some with their own swimming pools. They were taken inside a fitness center and saw numerous girls working out. All of the women were extremely beautiful, fit and in their 20’s and 30’s. Liz limped her way through the fitness center as some of the girls watched as she took her tour. Anna took Liz and Becky in to the medical facility located inside the fitness center. They were introduced to the doctor. He had Liz come in for a quick examination. He gave his card to her and scheduled her for an appointment in his office for first thing Monday morning to further examine her injured leg. He gave both girls some creams for their cuts and some pain pills and also gave Liz crutches to better move around on.

As Liz was walking out of the medical facility she was shocked to see one of her attackers coming into the medical unit for treatment. Liz yelled at Carmen, “You fucking bitch, I’m gonna rip your tits off when I get a chance.” The young Mexican girl looked at her stunned. “Who the fuck are you, puta?” Anna laughed as she explained to Salma, Carmen’s twin sister, that this was the new girl Carmen, Cherie and Malayka had fought the night before.

Liz was stunned, “You mean there are two of them?”

Anna explained, “Sir Thomas and his customers have some interesting tastes in their women. There are actually three sets of twins in our organization.”

Anna completed the tour of the grounds and they ended up at the main house. As they toured the garden area they came up to the main pool. There were beautiful tanned women laying around soaking up the days sun. Cherie happened to be one of them and looked up. “Having a good day ladies?”

Becky and Liz glared at Cherie as she laughed it up with the other girls and they overheard her telling the others what they had done to Liz and Becky. Anna took them inside the mansion where Sir Thomas awaited. A final tour of the mansion itself was given and Liz was shown the living quarters for the girls. Each girl had their own room and bath. The mansion was massive and exquisite and the wait staff not only served Sir Thomas and Anna but all of the girls as well.

Sir Thomas made his offer to Liz to join his Outdoor Wrestling League. “I will pay you $5000 per fight, cash. You live here, sleep here, eat here, train here, all at no charge. The medical services are available at no charge to you. Some of the finest doctors in this area are members of our little club and they offer their services to the girls at no charge. You must be available to fight every other week. Some weeks you may not be chosen, but you must be available. You will sit in the audience with our guests every Friday and Saturday night. The small houses you saw around the grounds are guest houses. My guests may ask you to join them in one of the houses. That choice is yours and is not a requirement.”

“You mean they want me to have sex with them?” Liz asked.

“That is not what I said. I said they may ask you to join them. They may want you to wrestle with their wives or girlfriends, they may ask you to model or dance, they may shower you with gifts and possibly ask for certain sexual favors, but again, that decision is yours alone.”

“So let me get this straight. I may fight every two weeks if chosen. If I do, I make over $100K a year, cash. Only other question I have is who chooses when I fight and who I fight.”

“That decision will be made by me and Anna with input from our guests. I will expect you to fight in your first week though so my guests can see you. Trust me, as beautiful as you are and what I witnessed of your ability, you will be a favorite of our guests.” Anna nodded in agreement as she examined Liz with her eyes. Liz even noticed Anna licking her lips as she surveyed Liz’s body with her eyes.

“Sir Thomas, can I ask a favor of you before I accept.”

“What would that be young lady?”

“I want those three from last night, one at a time though with no interference. Can you give me your word on that?”

Sir Thomas looked at Liz. “I will give you the choice of the three for your first match. The other two I will save for when I think is appropriate. When you are in the ring with any of those three, I will promise you the other two will not interfere.”

“Liz accepted and told Sir Thomas she wanted Cherie first.”

“The one you have already beaten, interesting. Agreed, you will fight Cherie in your first match with my organization. Two weeks from last night.”

“Oh, last night I didn’t beat her, I won. In two weeks, I will beat her. You might want to start looking for her replacement.”

Sir Thomas laughed, “I like your spunk young lady.”

Becky asked if she and her husband could attend. Sir Thomas was reluctant but agreed on one condition. “I will allow you to attend only on the weeks Liz is fighting, but only for three months. At the end of three months you must join or you will no longer be allowed to be a guest.”

Becky looked at Liz. “I guess we get to watch you for three months girl.”

Part Two:

Liz saw the doctor first thing Monday morning. X-rays and an MRI showed there were no broken bones or torn ligaments, but she was suffering pain from a very serious sprain. The doctor recommended she stay off the leg for two weeks and begin electro-stimulation treatment immediately.

Liz underwent the treatment daily and stayed off her feet until Friday. She wanted to be off the crutches when she moved into Sir Thomas’s mansion so as not to allow Cherie to see the effects of her injury. Liz moved in Friday morning and got settled in. The doctor had moved a small instrument into her room to continue the treatments to her knee. Friday evening arrived and Anna knocked on Liz’s door. Sir Thomas wants you to join us for tonight’s fights. He asked that I make sure you are dressed appropriately for greeting our guests.

“We’re about the same size so I thought you’d like to go through some of my things and see what you like.” Anna led Liz to her room where they pulled out several very revealing outfits. “Sir Thomas likes us to all dress provocatively for our guests. This one should look stunning on you. Try it on.” Liz pulled off the tight t-shirt and jeans she was wearing, dropped them and removed her bra. With Liz standing only in her tiny white g-string, Anna saw the still visible bruises and scratches Liz had received in the fight one week earlier. Anna walked over and moved her hands across Liz’s bare breasts.”

“Oh, they worked your breasts over good. Do they still hurt? And your ass, is it also as bad?” Anna moved behind Liz and saw the marks the strap had left as she slowly worked her hands over Liz’s ass. “No wonder you want these girls so bad. Cherie and Carmen worked me over good one time too.”

Liz looked stunned, “You mean you fight too. But I thought……”

“Sir Thomas demands that all women on the property get in the ring. I was also recruited to fight in this organization as were you. Thomas and I got along well from the beginning and we married three years later. But he enjoys seeing me in the ring with the women so I still do it to keep him happy. He’d probably divorce me if I stopped.”

Anna watched as Liz tried on a short silver metallic mini-dress with a low v-cut front. “Absolutely stunning as I expected. Liz, you will make a very good first impression on our guests tonight. Be down in the courtyard in an hour.” Anna gave Liz a peck on the lips and left.

Liz returned to her room, finished her make up and hair and put the dress back on. She looked in the mirror and thought to herself. “Damn, I do look good in this.” The v-cut of the dress barely covered her huge areola. She applied some powder to her breasts to help cover the visible scratches. Her long shapely tanned legs looked fantastic in spite of the bruising around her left knee. Walking in the 5 ¼” heels made her legs look fantastic, but they were hell on her injured knee.

Liz saw Anna and Sir Thomas as she entered the courtyard. Anna motioned her to come towards them. Anna and Liz locked arm and arm as Anna took her around introducing her to the guests as they mingled before the Friday night fights. Liz could not believe her eyes as she saw her attorney, Neal with a beautiful blonde at his side. She left Anna and approached him. “Well Liz, I see Sir Thomas approved of my recommendation.”

“Your recommendation?”

“You didn’t actually think you ended up as part of this group by some freak luck did you? My wife and I have been members for years. Sir Thomas asked me to help find some new talent. Having defended you before, I knew what you were capable of? You do remember your assault case don’t you?”

“Shut up, I don’t want anybody to know about that.”

“OK, OK, calm down, that’ll be our little secret. I told Sir Thomas where you worked and I sent you the threatening letter demanding payment so you would be desperate for the money. You probably even thought your drive by that club was just a coincidence too. You remember, your fitness center boss sent you to pick up lunch that day. He was paid to get you to drive by the club so you would see the sign and the owner of the club was given $2000 to spend on you specifically so you would fight.”

“That son of a bitch only gave me a $1000.”

Neal laughed, “Well, it doesn’t matter now. You’re here and I’m delighted. I’m looking forward to seeing you in action.”

“Well, you’ll have to wait a week.”

“I’ll see you then. Enjoy yourself.”

“You too, you sorry mother fucker.” Liz playfully jabbed Neal in the arm as they both laughed and went their separate ways.

The pre-event cocktail hour finally ended and the first four fights had ended when Sir Thomas entered the ring. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you again for coming out tonight and I hope you have enjoyed the fights thus far. At this time, I would like to ask the newest addition to our club to join me in the ring before our main event starts. Liz, please make your way into the ring.”

As Liz made her way to the ring, Sir Thomas announced the first four fights for the following week. “Our main event next week will have Liz making her debut in our ring. Liz was badly beaten by three of our girls in a match that we set up as a test of her abilities. I must say, she more than passed our little test and I am excited to announce she has been matched up next week against one of the ladies that put her through some intense pain and despicable torture. Liz will be going up against Cherie next week. Liz defeated Cherie in her first of three matches last week, but Cherie returned to the ring during Liz’s next matches and was a big reason Liz lost the two remaining matches.”

Cherie stood and approached the ring. “Why wait until next week? I’ll finish ripping her tits off right now. The bitch got lucky to beat me the first time.” Cherie made her way into the ring. She walked right up to Liz and threw red wine in her face and tossed the glass out of the ring. Liz turned wiping the wine from her face. She turned and slapped the grin off Cherie’s face as Sir Thomas’ security staff stepped into the ring and pulled the two apart.

Liz looked over at Cherie being removed from the ring. “Next week, your ass is mine bitch and nobody will be able to save your sorry ass!”

Sir Thomas was pleased at this development. “Well ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, these two have already developed a strong dislike of each other. Please enjoy the last fight tonight and as you leave, my staff will hand each of you a DVD so you can view the destruction Liz suffered at the hands of our girls last week and a glimpse of what I promise will be a young lady you will enjoy for some time to come in our little group.”

Liz could not wait. She spent the entire week working out like she had never done before. She continued the treatments to her injured leg and worked out day and night in preparation for her match with Cherie. She spent a lot of time by the outdoor pool in the courtyard getting to know the other girls and a lot of time in the pool swimming laps. Anna wondered aloud one day if Liz was training to swim in the next Olympics she spent so much time in the water. Anna and Liz became closer during the week too. Anna shared some of the knowledge she had about Cherie and her weaknesses, helping to prepare her for her match.

Liz opened a small box Sir Thomas had Anna deliver to her room and pulled out a tiny white stringed bikini. The tiny patch of material of her bottoms was so small she actually had to shave a little and the backside was just a small string up the crack of her ass. The small triangles of her top barely concealed her areola and the nipple ring on her right breast was visible through the material. Her 36D’s strained against the small top. Liz admired her body in the mirror one last time. The scratches and strap marks had healed and even the bruising around her left knee was just barely visible up close.

Liz made her way to the pre-event social hour, her toned tanned body proudly on display as she made her way around the crowd. She found Becky and her husband. They talked only slightly before Anna pulled her away. Liz sat with Anna and Sir Thomas through the first three fights of the night. The fourth fight began and Liz watched one of her tormentors, Carmen, and her twin sister Salma, totally demolish two girls in the ring. While not as severe as what Carmen and the others had done to Liz and Becky, Carmen and Salma thoroughly humiliated and violated the two smaller girls. Carmen grinned at Liz as she left the ring. “I can’t wait to get my hands on you again, puta.”

Liz wanted Carmen in the ring again as bad as Carmen wanted her, but it was Cherie she had to focus on first. Liz was asked to make her way to the ring and she did. She had not seen Cherie all night, but as Cherie was asked to make her way to the ring, she saw Cherie stand in her flaming red bikini. Cherie had been seated with Neal and his wife. Liz looked over at her attorney a little confused wondering why he would have been with Cherie.

Sir Thomas announced to the crowd the rules of the main event for this evening. “You have all seen what transpired between these two at the club downtown on the DVD we gave you last week. Liz specifically asked for this re-match. To all of the girls in our club, you are forbidden from interfering in this match. Anyone who involves themselves in this match will be banned from the grounds permanently. I trust I am understood. This match will be won by pin fall only. There will be no submissions, no count out and no disqualification in this match. There is a one hour time limit. If anyone even makes a move towards the ring, my security staff will remove you from the premises. Liz, Cherie, let the match begin.”

The two slowly stalked each other around the ring. Liz raised her hands out towards Cherie offering a test of strength. Liz not only had the height and weight advantage on Cherie, but her constant weight training gave her more strength too. Cherie knew this as she locked fingers with Liz. Cherie had planned to deliver a quick foot to Liz’s gut, but as soon as their fingers locked, Liz gave a hard twist to Cherie’s hands and it was Cherie bent over as her fingers were pushed back against her.

Cherie was up on her toes when Liz’s right foot came up and caught her in the stomach. Cherie quickly fell to her knees as the air rushed from her body. Liz released the grip on Cherie’s hands and came down with both hands chopping Cherie in the sides of the neck. Cherie on her knees threw a balled fist up into Liz’s crotch dropping the 5’10” blonde beauty to her knees as well. Cherie wanted to gain control fast. She jumped to her feet and got behind Liz.

Cherie drove Liz to the mat with a well placed knee to the back. Cherie pulled Liz’s arms up as she stood on her back. Liz slightly lifted her head off the mat. The pain showed on her beautiful face as her arms were pulled to their limits as Cherie leaned back. Liz’s body began to lift off the mat as Cherie pulled as hard as she could on the long athletic body of Liz. Cherie finally lost her grip on Liz’s arms and Liz’s face went down to the mat.

Liz tried to make her way to the ropes to pull herself up, but Cherie grabbed her foot before she could make it. Cherie turned Liz over and grabbed her other foot. With Liz spread wide open, Cherie let go and drove her fist down into Liz’s pussy. Liz howled in pain as the blow connected.

Cherie again spread Liz’s legs. Liz was expecting another blow to her throbbing pussy and covered, but instead Cherie decided to test Liz’s injured left leg. Cherie let go of Liz’s right leg and came across with an elbow to Liz’s left knee. Cherie stood without releasing the left foot and three more times drove her elbow into Liz’s knee. Liz’s face again showed the pain in her body and Cherie now knew the leg had indeed not had enough time to heal completely.

Cherie began to focus all her attacks on Liz’s left knee. Liz’s attempt to get to the ropes left her inches short and Cherie turned her and placed the injured left leg across the bottom rope. Just as she had done two weeks earlier, Cherie used the second rope as a springboard and came crashing down across Liz’s long beautiful leg with her ass. Liz again started to crawl away.

Cherie grabbed Liz’s leg in the center of the ring and turned her over again. She wrapped her own leg around Liz and in seconds had Liz in a devastating figure four leg lock with all of the pressure on Liz’s injured left knee. Liz pounded the mat while screaming. Cherie put as much pressure on the leg as she could. Liz’s cries for Cherie to stop only drew laughter from her attacker.

Cherie finally decided she had done enough damage with the figure four and released the hold. Liz crawled and made her way into a corner where she clutched her injured left knee. Cherie pranced around the ring with her hands held high. Carmen had stayed to watch the match and she yelled to Cherie, “Punish the bitch!”

Cherie turned and made her way to the corner Liz was curled up in. Liz threw a hard punch to Cherie’s stomach and then an uppercut to Cherie’s crotch. Even though she was injured again, the punches had a lot behind them and Cherie fell to the mat. Liz stood on her good leg and lifted Cherie by her long dirty blonde hair. She pushed Cherie back into a corner. Anna had told Liz Cherie’s weak spot was her back, so Liz flung Cherie into a corner, her back smacking the corner turnbuckle.

Liz hobbled out of the ring down the steps. She pulled Cherie out of the ring and in spite of the pain in her leg, was able to pick Cherie’s smaller body up. Holding Cherie up by her neck and with an arm between her legs, she rammed Cherie’s back into the metal ring post. Liz fell at impact holding her left knee, but she managed to get back on her feet. Again, she pulled Cherie up by her long hair and pushed her under the bottom rope back into the ring.

Cherie’s right hand rubbed at her back as Liz now stood over her. Liz shoved Cherie’s face into the mat. Liz was barely able to hold herself up on her left leg as she dropped her right knee down into the small of Cherie’s back. Liz walked to a corner and leaned back into it lifting her injured leg off the mat. She tried rubbing some of the pain out as she kept her eyes on Cherie. Cherie got up on her elbows and started working her way to the ropes.

Liz saw her and as Cherie got up onto her knees, Liz hobbled quickly towards her and again drove her right knee into Cherie’s back. Cherie slid down the ropes back onto the mat. Liz grabbed her by the ankles and pulled the smaller woman back into the center of the ring. She sat down across Cherie’s back and put her hands around Cherie’s chin and pulled back further putting pressure on Cherie’s weakening back.

Liz remembered she had gotten a submission from Cherie in their first match with the camel clutch. Liz worked farther up Cherie’s back and got Cherie’s arms over her thighs. She again worked her hands underneath Cherie’s chin and moved farther down Cherie’s back. Cherie’s screams from the pain were very loud. Everyone could clearly hear her submit but Liz continued the hold. Tears finally flowed from Cherie’s eyes as Liz had her back bent. Liz’s knee could no longer hold her own weight as she applied the camel clutch and she had to release the hold.

Liz rolled off Cherie holding her injured knee. The hold had taken a toll on both fighters, though it was clear Cherie had suffered far worse from the hold. Cherie laid motionless face down on the mat as Liz again crawled to a corner and lifted herself up.

Liz wanted to make it clear to Cherie and the others who had humiliated and violated her to never try anything like that again. She pulled Cherie’s limp body to the corner. Before turning her over she undid the ties to Cherie’s red bikini top and bottoms.

She sat Cherie up in the corner. Liz lifted Cherie’s right arm and tied it to the middle rope with her red bottoms. Then Liz lifted Cherie’s left arm and tied it to the middle rope with her tiny red top. Cherie was bound naked and helpless in the corner, unable to remove the bindings.

Liz limped to the opposite corner and stood there for a while waiting on Cherie to lift her head and realize the predicament she was in. Cherie finally started to regain her senses and struggled to move her arms but Liz had her bound tightly. Cherie tried to un-tie the strings as Liz crawled out of the ring, but she could not reach them. Earlier in the day, Liz had come to the ring and hid a bag like cooler underneath the ring. She tossed the cooler over the top rope and crawled into the ring.

Liz knelt down in front of Cherie and grabbed her face like she was scolding a small child. “You enjoyed working over my nipples so much at the club I thought I would return the favor. Liz reached into her bag and pulled out an ice cube and moved it back and forth across Cherie’s left nipple. The nipple extended from her 34C breast and Cherie looked down wondering what Liz had planned for her.

Liz reached back into the cooler and pulled a small pouch out of it. She unzipped the pouch and it became clear what Liz had in mind for Cherie. Cherie and the other girls had worked over Liz’s nipple ring and now Liz intended to pierce Cherie’s nipple. Cherie began to kick at Liz. Liz sat down across Cherie’s legs to keep her still. “Settle down little girl. Don’t make me have to do this more than once.” Cherie’s eyes got big as the metal moved closer. She begged Liz not to, but Liz was clearly enjoying the moment.

Liz attached a small clamp to the extended nipple. Then she opened a pouch containing the needle and pulled it out. Cherie was screaming by now begging someone to come to the ring and stop her. Carmen stood wanting to help her friend, but remembering Sir Thomas’ pre-fight instructions she could only stand and watch in horror as the needle penetrated Cherie’s nipple. Cherie relaxed a little as the pain was not as severe as she had expected. Liz then placed a loop through Cherie’s nipple and removed the clamp.

Cherie looked down to see the tiny loop in her nipple. Liz told her, “I want you to feel the pain from having that ring pulled and twisted like I did. I want your nipples bruised purple and black like mine were.”

Liz stomped Cherie’s bare pussy over and over before removing the bindings holding Cherie in the corner. Liz then grabbed the loop and began pulling Cherie by her new nipple ring. Cherie grabbed Liz’s wrists trying to ease the pain as Liz pulled her into the center of the ring by her freshly pierced nipple. A small amount of blood trickled from the fresh piercing as Liz punched the left breast repeatedly. Cherie’s pain in her back had rendered her helpless at this point to any attacks from Liz and Liz knew it.

Liz tormented Cherie’s left nipple for another five minutes with violent twists, pulls and punches and then decided it was time to end the match. Liz lifted Cherie off the mat as Cherie clutched her aching breast hoping to avoid any further abuse. With her back in serious pain Cherie didn’t turn to see what Liz was doing as Liz bounced off the ropes and came up behind her. Liz grabbed Cherie’s head and delivered a perfect stone cold stunner and Cherie was out. Liz pulled Cherie’s leg up and laid across her naked body as the ref made count 1…..2……3.

Liz limped over to the ropes and the referee raised her hand in victory. Anna followed Sir Thomas into the ring and hugged the victorious Liz. Sir Thomas announced the fights for the next week and made his way out of the ring. As Liz left the ring, Neal and his wife made their way up to congratulate her. “Well Liz, very impressive and I must thank you. You just made my wife a very happy lady.”

“And just how did I do that?’

Neal introduced his wife Vickie to Liz. “Vickie and I have been trying to get Cherie to join us in the private houses for some time. So far she has refused. I bet her $10,000 that you would kick her ass tonight. She said with the injury you had it was like taking candy from a baby.”

“So the little slut owes you $10,000?”

“Oh, no, the bet with Cherie was she got $10K if she won. If she lost, she has to spend an evening with us in the private house of our choosing and submit to us. Vickie has taken a liking to Cherie and has practically begged me to convince her to spend a night with us, so you’ve made her day.”

“Well I guess I should say your welcome.”

Vickie looked lustfully up and down Liz’s hard body. “Perhaps you would like to join me as I play with the toy you have won for me.”

Liz laughed. “I’ll leave that for you two, maybe some other time.”

“I’ll be waiting.” Vickie blew Liz a kiss and Neal winked as they walked off.

As Liz walked off Neal heard her in a low voice, “I’m sure you will.”