The sadistic dominatrix

“Since you chose to be an uncooperative little slut... I arranged something special for you” Mistress Alex laughs. You shudder, already so far in I’ve your head as she leads you by your tie to a entrance. “Wait here for when they call for Slut, and come out.” She leans in, so her hot breath is on your ear as she whispers “And just so you know... if you lose I’ll be bidding for your cute ass, just to teach you where your true place is!” She laughs and blows a kiss as she sensually walks away.

You can hear a crowd through the curtained entrance, but wait patiently. Soon you hear the announcer.

“The next match is a real special one folks! First, we have a newcomer ready to get her cherry plucked... its Slut!”

Nervously you go through the cloth, to see a large matted octagon. It must be around 20 yards wide, with walls 15 feet high. At the top of the walls were cheering crowds, though the bright lights prevented you from seeing them. Littered on the floor were metal, leather, and latex restraints of everything imaginable, with plenty of sex toys thrown in for good measure. The ref was standing there in a far to sexy version of an official uniform, smiling as she came over and checked you for illegal tools. And by check, she meant violently groping all over your body, focusing greatly on your latex panties covered cock and ass.

Soon the announcer went on “And on the other side, the devious domme, the former champion... I give you the Dominatrix!” The gurl that enters from the other side is like nothing you’ve ever seen. A head taller than you, her long legs are covered by thigh high latex boots. A tight waist corset accentuates her figure, with long latex opera gloves going above her elbows. She walks out swaying her hips, and laughs at the sight of you. Stoping a foot away from you, she says “my aren’t you a cutie... I’ll tell you what, bend down and kiss my boot, and I’ll go easy on you sweetie.”