Arrival at the event

On Saturday evening, Anna stepped into the old industrial hall with her heart pounding. She was wearing a white judo gi, with a simple black bikini underneath. The belt was fastened tightly around her waist. She felt both professional and completely out of place.

Inside, the atmosphere was already electric. Spotlights illuminated a large cage lined with mats. About a hundred spectators sat in the stands.

As Anna stood there uncertainly, watching the other women warm up, a tall, well-toned woman with short dark hair approached her. She smiled warmly, but with a knowing look.

“Hey… you must be Anna. I’m Silivi.”

Anna blinked in surprise. “How do you know my name?”

Silivi laughed softly. “Lisa told me about you. She said I should keep an eye on you. You’re new and a little nervous, aren’t you?”

Anna nodded, relieved. The fact that Silivi knew Lisa put her at ease immediately.

“Yeah… pretty nervous. I really need the money because of my debts. But I’m afraid I’ll end up standing there naked. I told Lisa I’d only go as far as Round 2. Losing my bra at most. After that, I’m out.”

Silivi nodded sympathetically and placed a hand on Anna’s shoulder.

“Good decision. A lot of people overestimate themselves here. Stick to your plan. I’ll look out for you, okay? If anything gets weird or you want out, just let me know.”

Anna smiled gratefully. Silivi’s calm, confident manner did her good.

“Thanks… that really means a lot to me.”

Silivi accompanied her to the referee’s table, spoke briefly with him, and made sure Anna was placed in one of the beginner groups. After that, she helped Anna warm up, showed her a few simple holds, and gave her some tips.

“You have a background in judo—I can tell. Use that. Most people here have zero experience. Stay calm and focused.”

Anna stood at the edge of the mat and watched nervously as the first two girls from her beginner’s group stepped into the cage. Both were about her age, but looked like typical “chicks”—lots of makeup, long nails, and little fighting experience.

The fight began.

It was more of a wild chase than a real fight. The two chased each other around the ring, giggling and squealing, trying to grab each other by the belt, slipping, and nearly falling on top of one another. The audience laughed and cheered them on.

After nearly four minutes, the dark-haired woman suddenly stumbled. Her blonde opponent seized the opportunity, finally managed to grab the belt, and yanked it down.

Gong!

Round 1 won.

The blonde beamed, held the belt aloft triumphantly, and immediately used it to tie the loser’s hands behind her back. Then she put on a little show: she pretended to bend the dark-haired woman over her knee and spank her—just for show, of course, with light slaps. The loser squealed and laughed loudly. Both were clearly having a blast.

In the end, the two fell into each other’s arms, hugged warmly, and left the cage giggling.

Silivi stepped up beside Anna and grinned. “Well, that’s how it often is here. A lot of people don’t come for the money… but because they want to get their butt spanked good without anyone finding out.”

She suddenly gave Anna a firm, playful slap on the butt. “Hey!” Anna flinched and clutched her butt.

Silivi laughed. “Relax. Most people here actually enjoy it even when they lose. You’re one of the few who’s really here for the money.”

Anna looked a little uncertainly at the two girls, who were still chatting happily. “They really look like they had fun…” she murmured.

“They did,” Silivi replied. “But watch out—not every opponent is that harmless. Some really want to win.”

At that moment, Anna’s name was called.

“Second match—Anna vs. Zoe!”

Anna took a deep breath. Her heart was pounding in her throat. She took off her shoes and stepped into the cage.

Her opponent, Zoe, was a little shorter, but had a determined look in her eyes.

The gong sounded.

Anna faced Zoe. Her opponent was a little shorter, but quick on her feet. The first few seconds were chaotic—both tried to grab each other’s belts, shoving and spinning around. But after just a short while, Anna’s old judo experience showed. She got a hold of Zoe, executed a clean hip throw, and slammed her onto the mat. Within seconds, Anna was sitting on Zoe’s back, had her arm pinned, and with her other hand yanked her opponent’s white belt out in one swift motion.

Gong! Round 1 won.

The audience clapped. Anna stood up, breathing heavily. She had won. €1,000 were hers.

The referee called out, “Five-minute penalty for the loser. Anna, you have free rein.”

Anna suddenly felt uncertain. She helped Zoe to her feet and asked quietly, so only she could hear, “What… what do you want me to do?”

Zoe blushed, glanced briefly at the floor, and then whispered, almost shyly, “Just spank my butt… Almost everyone does that in the first round. And I like it when it’s a little harder.”

Anna stared at her in bewilderment for a moment. She hadn’t expected that. But the clock was already ticking. She sat down on one of the stools provided and pulled Zoe across her lap. The smaller woman now lay with her upper body on the mat, her bottom raised high.

Anna hesitated briefly, then she struck. Smack!

A firm slap on Zoe’s right buttock. Zoe flinched and let out a soft moan.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Anna grew bolder. She struck harder, alternating between both cheeks. Zoe’s butt quickly turned pink. The loser moaned and whimpered with every blow, but at the same time wiggled her butt as if she wanted more. “Ahh… harder… please…,” Zoe gasped softly.

Anna was overwhelmed, but also strangely aroused. Something hot spread through her lower abdomen. She was now really hitting her—hard, smacking blows that echoed loudly through the cage. Zoe’s ass was getting redder and redder. The smaller woman writhed on her lap, moaning loudly and pushing her butt up with every blow.

Anna felt her own pussy getting wet. Her breathing quickened. She kept spanking, harder than she actually intended, and enjoyed the feeling of power and the sounds Zoe was making. The five minutes felt both way too long and way too short to her.

When the gong finally sounded, Zoe’s butt was bright red and burning. Anna helped her up. Zoe was trembling all over, but she smiled, slightly dazed, and even hugged her briefly.

“Thank you… that was good,” she whispered in Anna’s ear before leaving the cage. Anna stood alone in the cage, breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed, and a distinct wetness between her legs. She had won her first round.

And a part of her suddenly wanted more.

Anna left the cage with her heart pounding and a strange sense of pride. Her butt still burned slightly from the tension, and she felt a distinct dampness between her legs. She looked around searchingly.

“Silivi?”

She couldn’t spot her new acquaintance anywhere. Silivi had vanished into thin air.

Before Anna could search any longer, her name was called again.

“Next match—Anna vs. Lara! Round 2!”

Anna swallowed. She’d barely had time to recover. But she felt strong. The other girl was just a beginner too. I can do this.

Her opponent, Lara, was a slender brunette wearing a sports bra and shorts. She looked nervous.

The gong sounded.

Anna went on the offensive right away. Within seconds, she had grabbed Lara by the arm, spun around, and threw her onto the mat with a clean judo throw. The spectators cheered.

Belt off.

Jacket off.

Lara tried to fight back, but grew increasingly panicked. She kicked and tried to crawl away, but Anna was clearly superior. With a well-aimed sweep, she brought Lara down again, sat on her back, and reached for the clasp of her sports bra.

“No… wait!” Lara gasped.

But it was too late.

Anna yanked the clasp open and pulled Lara’s bikini top completely off. The young woman’s breasts sprang free. Lara let out a quiet scream and instinctively tried to cover her breasts with her arms.

Gong!

Round 2 won.

Anna stood up, breathing heavily, holding her opponent’s bra in her hand. €2,000 were now hers.

Lara lay on the mat, wearing only her shorts, her arms shielding her bare breasts. Her face was bright red.

The referee called out:

“Eight-minute penalty for Lara. Anna—you have free rein.”

Anna stood there, still holding the bra, and looked down at the half-naked, defeated woman. Her own body was reacting much more strongly than during the first fight. Her nipples were hard, her pussy throbbing.

She wasn’t just nervous anymore.

She was aroused.