Story of Sheana's debut

"So the stories really were true..."

At the moment, Tanya McVan wasn't punishing any of her employees. Her full attention was on the two women in front of her. One, a tall and graceful woman with long blonde hair wearing a jaguar skin bikini, stared out the window of Tanya's penthouse office. The other, a shorter blonde in khaki shorts and a safari shirt unbuttoned to show off cleavage, sat in a chair facing her.

The girl in the safari gear was named Elena Harding. She was an "expert" that Tanya had gotten in contact with on hearing about the "blonde demon" in Patagonia. Tanya had paid her heavily, expecting little and devising ways she would demand that Elena repay her... but the girl had come through.

"I first saw her on the hunt. I was following a herd of guanacos, they're like the antelope of South America, thinking that the best way to find a predator was to go where she would want to. And I didn't even see her until she leaped out of the tall grass about 200 yards away."

Tanya raised one eyebrow. "So she used a spear?"

"No..." Elena's eyes were open wide, as if reliving it. "She leaped right onto its back and, I swear to god, just squeezed it to ****."

"Really..." Tanya took a pair of glasses out of her pocket to get a good look at the girl's legs. They were as perfectly formed as any supermodels, but with long, sleek muscles. "And so she ate it just like that?"

Elena shook her head. "No. She cleared a patch of grass and built a fire, and then she used a wooden knife to cut herself a steak. And she cooked it. She may live in the wild, but she was never a savage."

"Then, if she was happy in the jungle, and she was that intelligent, how did you manage to catch her?" Tanya said coldly.

"Patagonia's not a jungle. It's... oh, never mind that." Elena was getting flustered, sensing that Tanya was annoyed. "And I didn't catch her. She caught me. I thought when she caught the guanaco, she'd been too focused on it to see me. But she did. I made camp, and when I woke up the next morning... I took about 5 steps, and she pounced on me. I think she'd been watching me all night. I fell down face first, and she wrapped her legs around me from behind, just like she did to the guanaco."

"And you lived through it?"

"She let me go, sort of. Ms McVan, I've fought women and men, I've fought animals too, animals that were intent on eating me for dinner. I like to think I know how to handle myself in a fight." Elena fidgited. "But her legs... oh god. She used a figure 4 body scissor, and it didn't hurt, but I couldn't breathe at all, and no matter what I did, I couldn't even get a grip on her. If she was a cowgirl, there wouldn't be a horse alive that could buck her. But I was losing my breath, and I finally fell down too out of breath to fight back anymore, and I thought she was going to... but she let go. Look, I can prove what she did."

Elena lifted the bottom of her shirt. There was still a faint bruise wrapped straight around her stomach. Tanya looked again at the jungle girl's legs, and put an index finger to her mouth... really, the idea of someone so attractive and so ruthless...

"So she let you go. What then?"

This time Elena blushed. She looked down and mumbled something.

"What did you say?"

"She pulled my shorts down so they were around my ankles. Then she grabbed my legs and bent them back and... she started eating me out."

"Was she good at it?" Tanya asked.

"...I must have had at least 10 orgasms before I passed out. And I don't think she stopped when I did either, because when I woke up I couldn't feel my legs. And she'd gotten me breakfast and was sitting there next to me with a spear. I didn't know what to think, but she pantomimed that there were jaguars around by pointing at her outfit, then making her hands into claws, then by pointing at the spear and her outfit alternately."

"...Miss Harding, I am going to double your usual fee, you've completely earned it. But tell me, how did you convince her to come to America with you? I don't suppose you were able to out wrestle her..."

Elena blushed again. "I play wrestled her a few times. She is incredibly strong, I'd say stronger than most bodybuilders. All the tricks I knew didn't do any good if she got her legs around me. But she was more interested in eating me out than anything else... every one of our matches ended with me **** from orgasms. She never hurt me after that first time, but I'm pretty sure she's a lethal fighter."

Tanya, looking at the jungle girl, was getting more turned on by the moment. Right now, all she wanted to do was see her in action.

"I told her exactly what you wanted her for. I think she understands English... anyway she agreed. We flew back. And again, she's civilized, she's no savage. I think she might remember being in civilization before she ended up in Patagonia. But she's not tame. If you tell her to do something and she doesn't want to, she ignores you."

"She hasn't met me yet." Tanya stated. "Now all I need to do is find a debut opponent for her... which of my bad girls has been performing poorly lately?"

Tanya pulled out a cellphone and pushed a button on it, and the floor of her office slid away, revealing a 15x15x2 foot pit lined with padded plastic and slicked with oil. The jungle girl turned away from the window and her eyes lit up as she saw the pit. She leaped catlike, landing in the pit on all fours, then turned lust-filled eyes on Tanya and Elena.

"Miss McVan, you better get an opponent in here soon or she's bound to drag one of us in there..." Elena whispered.

"On it. She'll be here any minute, if she knows what's good for her..." Tanya said.