Luca no sooner got out from between Cory and Julia and the two were on each other. Cory was so fast and smart. She grabbed Julia’s corset and threw her to the mat. Julia landed on her back – Cory on top with her crotch in Julia’s face. Julia raised up in an effort to turn away from Cory, but Cory wrapped her right leg around Julia’s neck and tucked it behind her left knee – a figure 4 hold with her crotch in Julia’s face. She could potentially choke Julia out with that hold.
Julia writhed and squirmed while pushing against Cory to get free. Seeing Julia’s face turning red in Cory’s crotch, breasts jiggling, body flexing and squirming, and legs thrashing as she tried to get free created an incredibly erotic vision.
Everyone gathered around the mat, surprised to see Julia getting her ass handed to her. I knew it would end as quickly as it started.
With all of her squirming, Julia finally popped her head out, and after some back-and-forth grappling, she ended up on Cory’s back. The crowd began cheering and clapping. I watched in awe. Surely, Cory would turn things around.
Julia clasped her legs around Cory’s waist from behind with that same kind of figure 4 hold and wrapped an arm around Cory’s throat. Cory tried turning quickly toward the top position, but Julia got her fingers into Cory’s mesh dress and yanked her back, tearing the front of the dress in the process and exposing one of Cory’s breasts. Cory continued trying—turning one way, then the other and was finally able to roll to gain top position.
On top and straddling Julia, Cory grabbed Julia by the hair and began slamming her head against the mat. “You tore my fucking dress you cunt!”
Not deterred, Julia grabbed Cory by the hair and pulled her off to the side. They quickly got back to their feet.
With both arms extended, Julia charged Cory, hitting Cory in the chest and causing her to fall backward. As Cory was falling, Julia grabbed Cory’s dress by the hole she’d just put in it and stopped to brace herself, then yanked in the opposite direction of Cory’s fall. Cory’s dress ripped all the way across the front, leaving only a small section attached at the back. Below the shoulders, the dress no longer existed in front except for the lower part that was badly stretched and hanging below Cory’s knees.
“Awww, you don’t like having your dress torn?” Julia taunted.
Cory looked amazing, tits exposed through her leather crisscross teddy, and lying on her back. Julia was quick to get on top, pinning Cory’s shoulders to the mat with her knees and shoving her crotch in Cory’s face. Julia grabbed Cory’s wrists and held them to the mat above Cory’s head. Cory was showing signs of fatigue but she was squirming from one side to the other and found the strength to buck Julia off.
Again, they were on their feet. The front of Cory’s dress was a tattered rag. Her hair was a mess and her lipstick smeared. I still thought of her as a goddess, but she no longer looked the part. Julia on the other hand didn’t look much different from when they started.
I began to worry Cory might lose. Still, I watched in wonder at the erotic, semi-nude fight. Some people were fondling themselves and each other while watching, and with no one to hold my leash, I was now free to touch myself.
Julia and Cory circled the mat. They grabbed each other’s arms, pushing forward and back, side to side. Cory’s torn dress was hampering her ability to move as it hung down below her knees in front. Still, Cory had enough strength to shove Julia to her right. When Julia stiffened to defend, Cory quickly used Julia’s reverse momentum to throw her to the left and down to the mat. Unfortunately, Julia was able to keep the momentum rolling and ended up on top. Cory was definitely tiring as once again, she found herself under Julia’s weight.
The fight wasn’t going at all as I expected. Julia was every bit as skilled a grappler as Cory. As hot as it was to watch, the fact was, Cory might lose. What would be in store for Cory and me if we had to be Julia’s slaves? Again, I wondered how much I’d be paid? What will I have to do? I was apprehensive about my fate – about Cory’s fate.
Julia yelled out, “God, this is hot!” and grabbed Cory’s tits. Cory quickly slapped Julia’s hands away, but Julia was quick to get a hold of Cory’s wrists. As Cory squirmed to get her wrists free, Julia slid her legs off to the side, laying perpendicular to Cory with her weight on top of Cory’s chest. She clasped one of Cory’s arms between her legs while holding Cory’s other arm out to the other side.
Cory was twisting and turning in a futile attempt to free herself.
Julia grabbed Cory’s tits and squeezed her nipples. Cory clenched her teeth, growling in pain.
Struggling to free her hand that was trapped between Julia’s legs, Cory was able to slide it toward Julia’s crotch. Julia flexed her legs to prevent it and continued squeezing Cory’s tits. Cory didn’t seem to have an answer to Julia’s control. Her breathing was labored and her struggles were becoming noticeably weaker.
Cory and Julia had become the evening’s entertainment and nearly everyone there watched with enthusiasm. They were cheering, clapping, kissing, fondling, stroking themselves and each other. The scent of an outright orgy began to permeate the room.
Cory worked her trapped hand away from Julia’s crotch with her fingers wrapped around Julia’s G-string. Once she had it pulled down to about mid-thigh, she started working her hand back up toward Julia’s crotch again.
Julia gasped and spread her legs slightly. She moaned, then tightened her legs again. Cory clearly had a hold of Julia’s pussy, but it wasn’t clear if Julia’s moan was from pleasure or pain.
Julia slid her hand down toward Cory’s crotch and began caressing her, causing Cory to twitch. One snap at a time, Julia opened the crotch of Cory’s teddy, revealing Cory’s excitement as her hairless pussy glistened from wetness. Cory was no longer struggling.
Julia relaxed her legs and spread them apart. Cory’s thumb was in Julia’s pussy and her fingers were gently feeling Julia’s ass.
With an erotic, breathy moan in her voice, Julia said, “You’re mine now Cory.”
A bartender was next to a gang of switches behind the bar. Spotlights slowly brightened, illuminating the racks at the far end of the mat. The music gradually faded out. The room took on a much more serious ambiance. This was a show for Julia’s guests, as if it had been choreographed it in advance, yet the sequence of events was real. My emotions were all over the place as things changed. It was a strange and bizarre event where everyone played an essential role. I wondered what role I’d ultimately have to play.
I think there wasn’t a soul there who had any inhibitions whatsoever. I would have to become whatever my role called for, and I’d have to find a way to let go and enjoy it in front of everyone.
Watching Cory and Julia pleasuring each other made it tough for me not to jerk off, but this was just the beginning. The fight ended somewhat abruptly. Maybe Cory got tired. Maybe she thought her efforts were futile. She went from tiger to pussycat once she got her hand into Julia’s pussy. Maybe lust overwhelmed her. Regardless, she suddenly got into Julia big time, and Julia got into her.
“You can’t resist me, Cory.”
Julia slid down and began licking Cory’s tits as she stroked Cory’s clit. Cory began to squirm in submissive pleasure when Julia took control. Julia looked around at people priming themselves and each other as they watched. Cory closed her eyes, disappearing into her vulnerability, and becoming frantically turned on by it in front of everyone.
I related to Cory as she gave it all up, powerless under Julia’s control. It stirred fear in me, but it was exciting.
“Oh my god! This is too easy!” Julia exclaimed loudly. She leaned next to Cory’s ear and said, “I own you now Cory.” The room was quiet enough to hear every word. “You’re going to be tonight’s entertainment. From now on, you will address me as Mistress. You’re my toy, and I’m going to toy with you.” Her voice never wavered. In a superior, snotty way she said, “I meannn…Slave Cory.” Julia laughed. “You’re about to be the life of the party.”
Julia motioned to Luca. Luca turned and headed toward a cabinet in the corner of the room. He returned with a tote bag full of sex toys and set it on the mat next to Julia.
With a gratified, mischievous look on her face, Julia grabbed a vibrating dong out of the tote bag and began stroking Cory’s clit. Cory caught me inadvertently stroking myself, but it didn’t matter. She was lost in the moment, superbly uninhibited, giving it up to Julia while everyone watched. I was elated to see her squirm, anticipating when she would no longer be able to restrain her orgasm.
Realizing that Cory was approaching climax, Julia stopped stroking. Cory let out a whimper.
“Not yet slave,” Julia said. “I like the sound of that… “Slave Cory. No, you can’t cum yet. I have more in store for you…and for your slave. Well…I guess he’s not really your slave anymore is he?”
I looked back and forth at the two of them as they looked at me.
Julia looked me squarely in the eye and said, “He’s my slave now. I told you Stevie. Tonight, I own you,” then she tilted her head back and yelled, “This is so hot! I love this game!”
The bartenders brought in smaller, rectangular mats and scattered them around the main mat. The guests settled in.
Cory laid flat on her back, waiting in vain for more. Julia reached into the tote and pulled out a collar and leash. She stood up, put the collar around Cory’s neck, and commanded, ”Get on your hands and knees so I can show off the new slave to my guests.” Cory did as she was told. Julia began leading Cory around the mat. At one point Julia stopped and ripped the rest of Cory’s dress off, yanking Cory around in the process. Cory’s face expressed humiliation, but her soaking wet pussy revealed her love of it. Julia continued parading Cory in front of everyone and dangled what was left of the dress in Cory’s ass crack. It must’ve felt amazing to Cory. She had involuntary spasms as she crawled. Cory had become Julia’s slave alright—turned on and willing to do whatever Julia wanted.
“Get on your knees and masturbate for everyone, but don’t cum,” Julia commanded. “Don’t you dare cum.”
Cory sat back on her heels, spread her knees apart, scanned the faces of onlookers, and began stroking herself.
Seeing Cory in that role was something I hadn’t imagined before. Seeing her vulnerability in what appeared to come naturally, might have been the sexiest thing I’ve ever watched.
Cory was getting herself pretty worked up when Julia sauntered in my direction. She bent down and picked up my leash. “On your hands and knees,” she commanded.
I did as I was told. She tugged on the leash and paraded me around the mat just as she had done to Cory. Cory watched as she continued her sexy, self-stimulation.
“This is Stevie, my other new slave,” Julia said in a commanding voice. “I think he should have to do some…uh…stuff. What do you think?”
There were random cheers of, “Yes!” escalated until all yesses were in rhythmic unison.
“Thank you!” Julia yelled.
The room silenced. After Julia paraded me around the mat, she led me behind Cory.
“Take over masturbating her,” Julia commanded.
Julia pushed the back of Cory’s head, bullying her forward to her hands and knees again. I pressed my cock against Cory’s ass and reached around her. She felt magnificent. I loved Cory’s petite frame exposed in front of me, fondling her tits with one hand, and stroking her with the other.
I was apprehensive at first. Cory had always been my dom in the past, but she was no longer my dom. We were both slaves on equal footing.
Cory writhed with pleasure. She was the center of attention. Her eyes scanned the room and took in everyone who was watching as she wallowed in her submissiveness. I’d feel her tensing up. I’d slow down. Then I’d increase the intensity again until she started to moan and grunt. Then I’d take her back down again. I thought, Mistress Julia said she shouldn’t cum.
Julia praised me, “That’s it, Stevie. You know what to do.”
I was enjoying every minute of it. Teasing and tormenting Cory turned me on as much as it did her. My hard-on never wilted.
Julia called out, “Luca, wouldn’t you like to be doing that to Cory instead of Stevie?”
“If you would like me to, mistress,” Luca replied.
That was the first I’d really noticed—Luca was, of course, Julia’s slave too.
She said, “Luca, I don’t think he’ll give her up easily.”
I knew things were about to change so I tried to intensify Cory’s sensations. I reached in between her legs from behind, put my thumb on her ass, and caressed her clit with my middle finger. My other three fingers ticked her around the edges. I was still fondling her tits with my other hand. Cory moaned and I felt her tense up.
Julia yelled, “Don’t make her cum yet. She can’t cum unless I say she can cum.”
I stopped abruptly. Cory’s tension relaxed in frustration.
Julia said, “Luca, you’re a higher-ranking slave. You should be doing that to Cory, but it seems there’s something in your way.”
This was the moment. Julia was setting up the battle between Luca and me – the match she said she wanted to hire me for the night I met her. I had begun to think I wouldn’t have to wrestle, but it was obvious what she was doing.
Julia said, “Luca, get him off of her so you can take over.”
I held on to Cory as if she belonged to me. She was my date. Of course, it was a paying gig, but it’s beyond my control, that I have a thing for her, and at that moment, I felt we were a couple. In light of the challenge Julia was setting up, I had a hard time thinking of Cory and me any other way. I knew I’d be paid well for grappling with Luca. Believing Cory should be mine just increased my resolve.
Luca walked over and stood in front of Cory. He just stood there looking down at me. I was still holding on to Cory. After a few seconds, he said, “Move.”
I continued to make love to Cory and remained silent.
“Move or I’ll move you.”
I wasn’t sure how to respond. As much as I loved feeling Cory’s responses to my touch, grappling with Luca was about to happen. Julia walked over and removed the leash from my collar, preparing me for the ensuing battle.
Luca walked around behind me and grabbed hold of my tank top. It didn’t take much and it began to tear, so he reached under my arms and began pulling me away from Cory. I was still on my knees when I turned to face him. At that level, I got a close-up look at the tent in the front of Luca’s boxers. He was fully erect. Cory crawled to the edge of the mat, turned around, and sat cross-legged where she could watch.
Julia said, “Stevie, are you going to take that from him? Cory’s all hot and bothered, waiting for you to finish her off. You must fight for her?”
I was face to face with the inevitable, so I grabbed Luca’s legs and lunged forward, setting him on his ass.
Julia yelled, “Yes!”
I held Luca’s legs and began sliding up so I’d be on top of him. He was pushing on my head, preventing me from gaining the advantage. He continued to push my head down as he squirmed to get his legs out of my grip.
Cory stroked herself as she watched the match unfold. I took off the torn shirt and scanned the crowd. Some were stroking themselves and/or each other. Most were intently watching what was taking place between Luca and me. Despite my escalating fear, my inhibitions faded. I was on a mission. I had no idea how this would turn out, but I was ready for anything.
Luca had already gotten to his feet. As I tried to stand up, he turned and pounced on my back, driving me face down to the mat.
Luca said, “Mistress said I should be with Cory – not you.”
“We’ll see,” I exclaimed. I fought to get to my hands and knees.
Luca was on my back, holding me down with his arms locked around my chest. In one futile attempt after another, I tried to get free of his grip. I struggled for at least a couple of minutes until finally, his weight shifted and he slipped off to one side. I bucked straight to my knees causing him to loosen his grip and slide down behind me. As he slid toward the mat, I spun around and gained top position. I was straddling him and had his arms pinned to the mat.
“Shove your cock in his face Stevie,” Julia called out.
Holding Luca’s hands over his head, I leaned forward and planted my dick squarely on Luca’s mouth. He struggled, but I managed to humiliate him for quite a while.
Luca bit my G-string and turned his head to one side, causing my hard-on to pop out of the pouch. That was shocking and exciting. It caused me to lose concentration. Luca quickly turned so he was perpendicular to me, and pushed me over his chest and head while doing a back summersault. He ended up perpendicular to me and on top.
“You can’t beat me,” Luca said.
Again, the crowd showed their appreciation, but for Luca this time.
Luca kept most of his weight on my right upper arm and shoulder while grabbing my left wrist with both hands. He pulled my left arm next to my body, held it there with his left hand, and grabbed my cock with his right. He slid his hand over my cock and balls. I was at full attention. He pushed my G-string well below my balls, then began stroking me. Now, I was the one being humiliated. It excited me, but undeterred, I was turning my hips from side to side trying to get free. He didn’t relinquish his grip. My full hard-on displayed my excitement. I was locked in a vulnerable position and shamelessly excited that another man was molesting me in front of everyone.
I needed to get in the game. I was trying to twist my left arm from his grip. My right arm was immobilized under his weight, but I could still bend my elbow and get a hold of his shorts. I grabbed his boxers, yanked, and straightened my arm. It was too easy. His shorts tore off and I had them in my hand.
I gained no advantage. In fact, it turned out to be a mistake. Luca, now fully naked, slid his weight off of my shoulder and moved to his knees above my head, pinning my arms down with his shins. He shoved his cock in my face. I turned to one side to avoid him and saw Cory stroking herself as she watched. My humiliating position made me want to languish in my vulnerability. Knowing that Cory and the crowd were loving it became freeing. At that moment, I would’ve done anything to please everyone, especially Cory. Having a cock shoved in my face seemed to be doing the trick.
Something came over me. Certainly, I was not in a position I wanted to be in, but watching Cory, eager and full of anticipation prompted me to give her what I knew she needed to see. I took Luca’s cock into my mouth and began sucking. I could hear the crowd respond with enthusiasm. Everyone seemed surprised including me, but I’d been here before. I knew where this was heading. Luca began humping my face and reached back for my cock.
I thought about what was going through Cory’s mind as she watched. I wondered if this had the same level of intensity for her as I felt watching her and Julia?
Julia walked around the mat and observed. She displayed her pleasure with the way things were going, occasionally rubbing herself and showing some excitement.
She said, “Stevie, I can’t believe you gave up so easily. You’re a good little cocksucker, but you need to get Luca off of you. You must try Stevie. I want to see you struggle. Give it all you’ve got and get that intruder off of you.”
As I desperately reached for his head, an arm, anything. He grabbed my wrists, spread his legs wide apart, and humped his ass on my face. I had a hard time breathing and I was thrashing my legs, trying to escape.
Again, Julia yelled, “Yes!”
With all the thrashing, my G-string slid back up to my crotch but my hard-on was still on full display. It was tiring. After a few seconds, I got a second wind. In a desperate effort, I quickly threw my right leg over my left to turn to my belly. I yanked my right wrist free from his grip and pulled my arm from under his shin. I reached to grab his left shoulder, enabling me to pull myself out from under him and roll until I was free. I didn’t stop. Before Luca could get to his feet, I bull-rushed him, pushing him to his back with me on top.
Luca rolled to his belly and I shifted to his back. I wrapped my right arm around his throat, clasped my hands, and tightened, hoping to choke him out like Margot did to me in my first wrestling match at the club. I’d never tried to apply a choke hold before. I didn’t know what I was doing. I just pulled my right arm as hard as I could and squeezed his throat.
I was so focused on finishing Luca, I wasn’t paying attention to anything else. Suddenly, someone came up behind me and put a choke hold on me. I had to release Luca. When I rolled off of him, I was able to turn to face my new opponent.
Imagine my surprise when I rolled over and ended up face to face with Cory. I didn’t know what to do. I had Luca dead to rights, but Cory wasn’t allowing me to finish. It was then I realized, I was fated to lose.
Cory said, “Julia’s orders.”
I should’ve known.
Luca had already gotten up. I couldn’t get up to face him as Cory wrapped her arms around my legs. When I was flat on my back, Luca squatted on my shoulders and shoved his cock in my face again.
Julia walked over and said, “Oh…did you think you came here to win? Luca told you, you can’t beat him? He was right. Everyone wants to see Luca release in your mouth, and no one wants it more than Luca. That’s what slaves do. You need to show them why you showed up tonight. You must know, this is part of your reason for being here.”
There’s more? I thought.
I was almost completely immobilized. There were moments throughout the fight when I thought I could win. Obviously, that wasn’t in the plan. Unfair as it was, I was a fool for not realizing that anything could happen…and likely would. I haven’t been able to win a single match since this whole sex fight thing started. It seems I’ve fallen prey to what I would consider, “a planned event” every time.
After being in a position to win, proud that I was about to acquire my first victory, and even more excited that I would finally earn the right to have Cory to myself, my sudden defeat demolished my resolve. The alcohol seemed to enhance my determination, but once my loss became inevitable, the THC allowed me to embrace my disgrace.
Past experiences of losing a sex fight to another man taught me the meaning of complete submission. That Cory likes to watch elevates my level of arousal. It was scary, yet exciting to give myself up for someone else’s pleasure. Each time I had to suck cock was more arousing than the time before. Though my level of fear was similar to my first time, I knew what to expect, and this would ultimately pay off for my own pleasure. I was about to become a sex toy. I was fully erect and excited to be objectified. I accepted my fate for the cheering crowd.
Cory gradually released my legs and began stroking me as Luca slid his cock back and forth across my face. She spread my legs so everyone could see how excited I was. I was fully exposed on many levels.
Julia said, “Show everyone how exciting this is for you. Show them how thrilled you are to have Luca’s cock in your mouth.”
I was Julia’s slave alright, and her other two slaves were having their way with me. It was intoxicating. I took Luca’s cock into my mouth again.
Luca began humping. Cory stroked me at a slow, but steady pace. I felt more vulnerable than I felt the night Cory beat me at the club. As a natural sub and exhibitionist, it was the best kind of depravity. I gave it all up, knowing what Cory, Julia, Luca, and the crowd wanted. I played my part, uncontrollably aroused from my humiliation, and squirming with my cock and balls in Cory’s hands. Desire overwhelmed me, and I accepted my lustful fate with reckless abandon.
Julia began fondling Luca’s balls as he thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. He became even harder. I pressed my tongue against the underside of his dick. With uncontrollable excitement, he tried to shove it down my throat. I gagged and began choking. That momentarily caused Luca to stop. When I recovered, Luca went back at it. Again, he tried to shove it down my throat. I attempted to open my throat without gagging as Luca continued to pump. It was my first deep throat. I was determined to give Luca what he wanted.
Cory was stroking me harder and faster now while fondling my balls. I was about ready to cum when I felt Luca’s cock tighten without releasing.
This was what everyone wanted to witness – Luca cumming down my throat while I was cumming at the same time. As I began to tense up, Cory stopped stroking but continued to fondle my balls. My dick pumped lightly a couple of times as I fought as hard as I could to prevent myself from cumming.
Luca was moaning and grunting. His humping suddenly became irregular as he released splat after splat of his goo down my throat.
Julia called out, “That’s it, Luca. You love having your cock sucked by Stevie, don’t you? Give him a face wash.”
The crowd clapped and cheered when he pulled his cock out of my mouth, launching even more splooches on my face.
I desperately wanted Cory to make me cum, but she would not. She just continued to fondle my balls while occasionally probing my ass with her finger. I was still rock hard and the tip of my dick was soaked with pre-cum.
Luca slowly got off of me. His wet, semi-hard cock swung back and forth as he worked his way to his feet. I went to wipe his cum from my face, but Julia yelled, “Leave it there, slave! You look better with slime on your face.” She looked around the room and loudly asked, “Don’t you agree?” Cory began stroking me again as the crowd responded with claps and cheers.
Julia laughed and said, “I’ve got more in store for you, Dumpster.” Then she said, “Let’s move him.” She told me to get on my hands and knees. I did as she ordered. Luca’s cum was dripping off my face when I rolled over.
Julia reattached my leash and said, “Follow me.” She started to move toward the racks. I rose to my feet. She yelled, “I didn’t say you could get up! Crawl behind me, Dumpster!” Again, I did as she ordered. I knew where she was taking me. I was excited by the thought of being exposed in one of those racks, yet fear shivered through me. The crowd clapped as she paraded me back and forth across the mat until we were next to that odd, rectangular rack.
Continued in Part Three
