Summary so far:
Day 1: Onyx vs. Tyger- Onyx loses for the first time ever and pays the price.
Day 2: Onyx vs. Jewel- Onyx defeats Jewel to stay alive in the tournament but realizes she is slowly changing into a bimbo.
Day 3: Onyx vs. Chaos- Onyx defeats Chaos to make it to the final 4 but discovers she has been set up.
Interlude: Onyx travels to Darkview to investigate Tyger.
Interlude- part 2: Onyx learns more about Tyger while coming to terms with being pierced and tattooed.
Interlude- part 3: Onyx trains under Diane.
Day 4: Onyx vs. Fury- Onyx defeats Fury. Viper agrees to give Onyx one hour of training.
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Day 4- interlude
I had just beaten Fury in an elimination match. Fury had battled and scrapped her way through the tournament but the little redhead had finally gone the way of Jewel, FireNIce, Whirlpool and Chaos. There were now just three of us left battling for the twenty thousand dollar prize. Of course, some of us were battling for more than that but that was hardly on the advertising posters.
Besides myself only Tyger and Dominatrix remained. Tyger and Dominatrix were both still undefeated at this point but they were facing off against each other in a match that would be starting in a few minutes. This was a highly anticipated match; both Tyger and Dominatrix had dispatched their opponents with ease and neither had lost a single article of clothing to this point. The winner would be in the championship match Sunday night; I faced the loser tomorrow night.
I found a place close to the ring where I could watch the match without interruption. I wanted to watch this match for strategic reasons, inasmuch as I faced the loser tomorrow night. I felt a knot of anxiety forming in my belly at the thought of facing Tyger tomorrow night. I still didn't feel ready to face her again.
Of course, facing Dominatrix would be no picnic either. She was taller and stronger than Tyger, nearly as fast and had a collection of moves designed to embarrass and humiliate her opponents. She often collared those who lost to her in the ring; Dominatrix was a lifestyle Domme outside the arena.
I had difficulty hearing the introductions over the swelling cheers of the crowd. The air was buzzing with anticipation and fans were placing bets in the stands. Both wrestlers positioned themselves for the opening bell. Dominatrix, sporting her every-present confident smile, strutted about in a black leather bikini, while Tyger moved with the lethal grace of a predator cat in her tiger print bikini.
At last the bell sounded to start the match. Tyger moved towards Dominatrix while the domme assumed a slightly more wary stance. They circled each other for a moment, then Tyger's hand shot out and grabbed Dominatrix's wrist. The domme reached over and grabbed Tyger's wrist, spun and twisted Tyger's arm in a manner that Tyger was flipped completely over. Tyger landed on her back with a jarring thud and appeared to be momentarily stunned. Dominatrix immediately straddled Tyger's chest, her round ass planted firmly on Tyger's boobs. The domme slid forward then and pressed her pussy against Tyger's face. Dominatrix hadn't pinned Tyger's arms firmly enough, however; Tyger worked her arms free and wrapped them around the domme's legs, then slapped her hands on Dominatrix's boobs. Using the domme's chest for leverage, Tyger pushed Dominatrix backward until she was able to lock the domme's head between her thighs. Then she rolled over so that Dominatrix was face down on the matt. Tyger released the domme's head but used her knees to pin Dominatrix's arms to the ground. The position was interpreted as a pin by the referee, who dropped to a knee to slap the mat three times. Tyger slapped Dominatrix's ass in sync with the referee slapping the mat. The crowd roared as Dominatrix was pinned for the first time in the tournament.
Dominatrix was an artist. Her serene smile never wavered as she stood and did a little pirouette, making a show of removing her top and handing it to the referee. The confidence in her smile had dropped a notch, although that wasn't apparent to the fans as she brought her shoulders back to display her full firm breasts to the cheers of the crowd. Dominatrix was the oldest competitor in the tournament but also one of the most glamorous and she knew how to play the audience.
That exchange set the tone for the match. Dominatrix's greater strength and experience was offset by Tyger's unnerving speed, while Tyger's concentrated intensity was matched by the domme's stolid implacability. They were nearly evenly matched.
Dominatrix had a seemingly endless store of maneuvers but Tyger proved too fast each time. Dominatrix appeared to catch Tyger in a complicated arm lock that would display Tyger's boobs to the crowd and force Tyger into her first lost point but Tyger's lightning reflexes enabled her to shift just before the domme made the final adjustment. Tyger broke free of the hold and sent Dominatrix reeling with a blow to the domme's chest. The domme tried a complicated twirl on the axis of her waist that appeared to catch Tyger flat-footed but once again Tyger's speed enabled her to leap back, evading the whirling kick.
The match continued without pause for several minutes, with neither opponent gaining an advantage. Unable to catch Tyger unaware with any of her complicated signature maneuvers, Dominatrix stepped up to grab Tyger so as to use her size to greater advantage. Tyger broke the hold and dropped straight down, then hooked Dominatrix behind her knees, causing the domme to topple backwards. Tyger cradled the fallen domme quickly, bending her legs back so that the domme's knees were close to her ears. Tyger pressed down, using leverage to prevent Dominatrix from getting up and displaying the domme's ass to the crowd. The referee dropped and slapped the matt three times, indicating a pin. Tyger released Dominatrix, allowing her to get up. The implacable domme slipped off her bikini bottom and handed it to the referee without display.
The tension level in the arena rose as the opponents squared off once more. What had been an even match was beginning to imperceptibly tilt towards Tyger and the crowd sensed Tyger's growing confidence. Dominatrix was now gloriously naked and trying to fight a fully dressed champion with no apparent weaknesses.
The bell sounded. Sensing it was time for the kill, Tyger moved in, hands spread. She shuffled her feet, then snatched at Dominatrix's wrist. Dominatrix then grabbed Tyger's wrist, locking it against her own, and rolled sideways, sending Tyger over her hip. Tyger hit the mat hard and Dominatrix wrapped herself around Tyger. Tyger struggled and appeared to slip free but the domme was simply shifting herself. Too late Tyger realized she had been tricked into turning around and she suddenly found herself on her back, with Dominatrix straddling her chest. Tyger tried to use her feet to flip the domme off but Dominatrix trapped Tyger's calves under her arms. She then slid forward so her bare pussy was pressed against Tyger's face. Tyger's shoulders were pressing against the mat so the referee dropped and slapped the mat three times. Her face pressed against the domme's bare pussy, her ass in the air and displayed to the crowd, Tyger had been pinned for the first time in the tournament. The crowd went crazy and even I was tempted to cheer.
Tyger undid her top and handed it to the referee. Her face was thunderclouds. The bell rang and she went after Dominatrix again. She lunged at the domme but Dominatrix spun gracefully and slapped Tyger on the ass before stepping back out of range again. Tyger whirled in fury and reached out with both hands to grab Dominatrix but the domme's hands caught Tyger's hand in mid-air. They clenched fingers for a moment, but then Dominatrix stepped up and pushed both their hands in the air. She did another spin and suddenly she was behind Tyger, with Tyger's hands pulled over her own shoulders. With her hands trapped over her shoulders, Tyger's bare boobs were on display and Tyger couldn't do anything about it. Then Dominatrix pressed her knee into Tyger's ass, forcing her to jump up slightly and causing Tyger's boobs to jiggle. This elicited strong and appreciative applause from the crowd. Tyger dropped to her knees trying to get out of the diabolic hold but Dominatrix went down with her. Then the domme leaned forward and forced Tyger to her belly. Dominatrix slid up and straddled Tyger's ass while still keeping Tyger's hands locked behind her shoulders. Dominatrix leaned back then while still sitting on Tyger's ass; Tyger's shoulders came up, prominently displaying her boobs once more. It was a great hold; there was no escape and it would time out soon, resulting in another pin against Tyger. There was an excited buzz among the audience as it became more and more clear Tyger couldn't get free. Tyger tried to struggle free, failed, then looked over shoulder at Dominatrix.
I saw it happen, though no one else understood the significance. Tyger looked at Dominatrix and narrowed her eyes. Dominatrix flinched. It was only a momentary flinch but that was all Tyger needed to slip her hands free and roll, sending Dominatrix to the mat. Tyger was all over the domme then and although Dominatrix tried to fight back, she had lost something and the outcome was no longer in doubt. Dominatrix was slammed to the mat a final time and the bell was sounding. Tyger had reserved her place in the championship match; I would be facing an angry Dominatrix tomorrow night.
Once the bell sounded Tyger appeared to relax again. She made Dominatrix kneel naked in front of her, her bare bottom sitting on her heels. Then she locked Dominatrix's wrists to her thighs using thigh cuffs. Once this was done, she pulled the domme up on her knees and slid the strap-on toy into Dominatrix's mouth. Tyger pumped the cock back and forth in Dominatrix's mouth until the domme's chin was covered with drool. Then she pulled out and walked behind Dominatrix. Tyger gripped the domme's hair and pulled her head back until the cords in Dominatrix's neck could be seen. She appeared to whisper in the domme's ears for several long seconds. Then she licked Dominatrix's face and released her hair. Tyger took a step back and placed a bare foot on the domme's back, giving her a shove forward. Unable to break her forward fall- her wrists were strapped to her thighs- Dominatrix landed cheek first on the mat, her rounded ass in the air. Tyger got behind the domme and made a show of sliding the thick strap-on toy into Dominatrix's pussy. Once she was completely inside, Tyger grabbed Dominatrix's hair and pulled back and she began to pound the domme silly with the strap-on. Dominatrix wriggled and moaned helplessly until, just before time was up, she exploded in a shuddering climax. Tyger slid the toy from Dominatrix's pussy and left the ring to scattered applause, leaving Dominatrix on her face and knees, trying to recover from a shattering orgasm...and maybe something else as well.
Day 5
I arrived at The Electric Raven at 9:45am. Malik had instructed me not to be late for the training session Viper had granted me and I was taking no chances. Despite the early hour there were several customers scattered throughout the café.
