Meeting Angel

Cat walked down the aisle to the ring. She decided to climb in and wait for her opponent to arrive. Meanwhile she tested the ropes and checked out the turnbuckles. The ring itself was padded, probably to prevent too many serious injuries. It would make sense since Roger was in the business of selling slaves. No one would buy a badly injured ****. She heard the doors of the elevator slide open, and looked back behind her to see Roger leading about thirty naked girls into his little arena. One of them was dressed. She was also fiercely beautiful with long, dark, wavy hair and coal black eyes. She had a look of deep concentration on her face as she returned Cat's gaze.

As the group approached ringside, Roger turned to them. "All right, ladies, have a seat and get ready to root for your champion."

Angel continued on up to the ring, and entered it. She smiled and walked over to Cat. "Nothing personal, Chica, but I'm gonna win. I am so gonna enjoy stripping you naked. Then I'm gonna eat out your ass, and make you cum all over my face."

Cat gulped. This was definitely a hardened veteran of the streets. Now she could understand why Roger picked her as his number one. She was beautiful but deadly. "I've never had my ass eaten out before, by anyone."

"Oooo, a virgin ass, eh?" Angel smiled seductively. "You just gave me even more incentive to win. I'm gonna eat that ass of yours every day for a month! I might even fuck it real good since it's virgin territory. I haven't popped a virgin in a while."

Cat felt like angel knew her weakness as all she could do was think about what Angel would do to her when she lost. She found herself wanting to lose, just for the experience.

"That's a cute little outfit you got on. I'll try my best to save it, but no promises, Chica. Besides, you won't be wearing clothes very often in here. But you will be having lots of sex with everyone. Especially me and Roger."

Cat wanted to give up right then and there, and just go have sex. But Roger climbed into the ring and motioned for them to come to the center. "You ladies have a nice conversation?" he asked. He looked at Cat, and he could tell Angel got to her. He was sure it would still be an interesting fight. "Remember, anything goes. Your opponent must be naked, and you must make her orgasm into submission. You are not allowed to make your opponent cum while she is wearing even one piece of clothing. Are you clear on that?" He looked over at Cat whose eyes were glazed over by thoughts of being attacked by everyone in the room. "You with us, Cat?"

Cat looked up from her reverie. "Yeah, I got it. No making your opponent cum until she's completely naked. Makes me wish I would have worn more clothes today." Or maybe none at all, she thought to herself.

"All right. Both of you go to opposite corners, and come out fighting when you hear the bell." Roger smiled. "I'll be your referee. Good luck to both of you."

The girls went to opposite corners, and looked across the ring at each other. They waited patiently. Then, Roger rang the bell.

Just as quick as lightning, Angel was on top of Cat, spearing her into the turnbuckle, and knocking the wind out of her. Cat fell to her knees, and Angel started tugging her sweater off over her head "Time to skin a Cat" she grinned.