Tier 6 all the way!!

You decide to listen to Elena's last statement, your confidence swelling high as you decide to go big or go home. You approach Mistress Kara and inform her you want to sign up for Tier 6. Her eyes widen as if to confirm what you just said. She quickly adjusts her face as she speaks with a voice of concern.

"Are you sure about this hun? Yin and Yang aren't even something I would wish on a moderately skilled Domme, let alone a new girl such as you..."

You nod in affirmation, not letting your confidence waver at the last minute. If you don't do this now...who knows if you will even come back to the club? She shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly as she hands you a series of waivers for you to sign in the case of your loss. It's a touch weird to see her stamp a series of forms like you're in a law office, but then again...this IS a whole month you are signing away. Good thing your plans are nonexistent for that time. She hands you a small Black Envelope with Silver Marker highlights at the edges and creases.

"Yin and Yang have a very specific rule of challenge as you may only challenge one. Before you enter the arena, you will read the letter, go to their private room and point to or announce your opponent and they will face you."

"What's in the envelope?" you ask as you inspect it, a smell of cloves and rose emanating from it, the silver writing on the front in an elegant calligraphy that says 'Challenger' with a simple Yin Yang symbol pressed into white wax on the back. You crack open the wax and pull out the contents, a single letter.

"A riddle. They always change them every week. The Mistress of Them says should you answer the riddle correctly, they will make the fight much much easier for you. She's told me they might even just submit right away, but I only tell you that because...well.... none have truly gotten the Riddle correct. Well, except myself."

You inspect the letter as you read the words.

'From Lofty Heights I stand, sought by Queens and Slaves. Many Find Pleasure when they hold me, yet only feel pain when they come to touch me.

I am Power, I am Heaven, yet I am unobtainable for the Meek.

Second to One, guidance in the Dark, I give a path for the Weak.

What am I?'

You ponder the words as you nod to Mistress Kara. She points you to their private room which you turn and head towards. Their room is in more quiet and subdued as it in a second little area on the second floor in the back. You enter the room to see it is darker then usual with very muted lighting, one of the only sources coming from the faint lighting from the windows that cover one side of the room, showing the open arena and the area around it. Various chairs, pedestals and curtains are placed to give a sense of warmth and privacy, a small bar is at the far corner for refreshments. You see a woman sitting alone on a comfy cushioned high back chair at the back, overlooking the entirety of the club from behind mirrored glass. As you approach you see another **** girl covered in latex is between her legs pleasuring her. She turns to regard you and waves you over to turn and face her, her chair more dramatic at the angle you at.

She is wearing a fetishized pencil skirt suit. The tight blouse a lovely white with ebony buttons, which match the black latex skirt with frills, minor lines of white accenting it. Her legs are spread to allow the **** to lick her, they are covered in a shimmering black latex that terminate to a pair of stiletto heels with a series of straps securing them to her perfect feet. She looks you over and smiles, her face shows a hint of mischief and curiosity behind the Librarian glasses and latex peaked cap she wears.

"Ah, a challenger on new girl night? Always wonderful to see someone with such immense..." she licks her lips as she looks you over. "...courage. Well, shall we get started?" She snaps her fingers as two more women appear behind the curtains near her, walking in matched unison beside her. They move with amazing synchronicity, you recall Twins in the college moving like that, though these two are of such different physical proportions you doubt them to be that. They stand upon the twin Pedestals as you finally get a much more detailed look at them.

The one on the left is tall and very well toned and muscular, almost Amazonian in stature underneath the White latex full body suit she wears. A golden corset and harness bind her more, with cuffs on her thighs, neck wrists, ankles that match the harness. All golden accents that bring out the white, as well as a series of solar imagery on the buckles and straps that interconnect the corset and harness. She is faceless behind a Golden Porcelain mask, a masculine face of serene calm etched upon it, it's eyes closed. Several flames appear etched on the side giving it a similar design to a Sun.

On your right is a small and petite woman, yet she is full and voluptuous, her outfit both perfectly matches yet contrasts her opposite. With her gimp suit being Black, the corset and harness Blue with silver accents. Upon her face is a Silver Porcelain mask, this one Feminine and just as calm, though her eyes are open and look calmly ahead, water designs of Lunar Imagery carved on it giving a similar design to the Moon.

They both stand straight and erect, giving you plenty of time to look upon them. "So my dear. Whom do you wish to face?"