She’s got a stipulation to propose.

“So, you’ve finally decided to challenge me,” she says in her clipped British accent. “I hope this is because you enjoy humiliation, because otherwise I fear you’ll be quite disappointed.”

“I will when it’s yours,” you reply glibly.

She arches an eyebrow. “If you’re so confident in your victory, perhaps you’d be willing to agree to a wager? I’m not sure you’re aware how I usually end my matches, but it can be summed up thus: the loser of this bout shall be **** into sexual slavery to the winner.”

It goes without saying which of you she expects to be which.

Visions of Lady Grace on her knees as she submissively sucks your cock clash in your mind with images of her laughing mockingly as she fucks you in the ass with a strap-on. The rewards are great, but so are the risks...