Meeting the leader of the Combat Zone

Once the fight is over, the redhead exits the cage and heads into some backrooms. The blonde on the other hand remains on the ground defeated until two **** girls walk into the cage and drag her out. The entire time her ass is still in prolapse. With the fight over and the action dying down, most of the crowd dissipates back to different areas of the room.

"Come on Bunny, why don't we go meet the boss."

"Yes sir."

Darius leads you up some walkways into the stands. The men you pass by hardly even pay you any notice, instead talking about the fight or going about their business. Eventually you crawl on into a room which you hear a faint buzzing noise coming from.

Upon entering the room, you find out that the buzzing noise is coming from a tattoo gun. Here in this room you find a white girl lying on a table in the centre and an older looking Black King standing over her giving her a tattoo. Once you enter, he pauses what he's doing and looks at you a moment before turning to Darius.

"Darius! It's good to see you my boy."

"Hey Uncle Tommy, good to see you too. That was one hell of a fight."

"Oh yeah, Cait's quite the fighter. Still hasn't lost a match, against another **** of course."

"That's quite the streak. She must be making you quite a bit of money."

"You're damn right she is. Between fights, her shows and whoring her out, the girl's made me a small fortune."

"Damn, good for you Uncle Tommy."

The two of them pause a moment before Uncle Tommy turns to you.

"I don't believe we've met darling."

"Oh right, Uncle Tommy, this is Snowbunny, or Bunny for short. She's a new acquisition of ours."

"Pleased to meet you Bunny." Uncle Tommy says, lifting your hand to give it a kiss as if you were some kind of princess.

"Nice to meet you sir."

"I trust she's already been broken in?" Uncle Tommy asks.

"She sure has. She's quite the black cock addict. Isn't that right Bunny."

"Yes sir." You say with a devilish grin and a hint of embarrassment.

"Well Bunny, I'm just about to finish up here, how would you like me to give you a couple tats after that?"

You look at him a little tentative, surpised at the proposition. You'd never really thought about getting tattoos before, and perhaps a hint of that old prudish housewife who you used to be is showing now. Darius speaks for you as you look back at Uncle Tommy dumbfounded.