Leather & Lace
The Beginning – A tale from Beaker
Juliet was just into her fifties but still enjoyed a vibrant and exciting lifestyle she had been what many wold have described as a naughty girl enjoying male company despite being married. That had finally blown up on her ten years previously when her latest affair had been exposed essentially because that relationship had introduced her to the apartment wrestling scene. She had become hooked what a way to demonstrate who was the better woman and her own fitness regime, regular gym and tennis sessions had put her in good stead, her new man was a promoter and their relationship blossomed as her new career took off.
Wanting more she had tied boxing but not quite got the same buzz but being in the ring at the centre of attention in front of a bigger crowd certainly did and so wrestling and grappling were soon part of her life, she did well and started to earn good money from her battles and the comforting arms and other areas of her companion certainly soothed the aches and pains afterwards. She of course knew that he coached and managed other women on the circuit and accepted he was sharing more intimate moments with others but she seemed to be able to draw him to her when she called. She was a title holder and champion and had bested the women she saw as the biggest threats to a more permanent relationship with him until a new challenger emerged.
Grace was actually a year or so older but like the redheaded Juliet was fit and attractive both women clearly showing the way to women half their age, Grace was also a fighter on the circuit and even promoted her own shows the blonde with an apparent fetish for leather had drawn a huge following and was an undoubted a star on the circuit due to the brutal fighting style she adopted humiliating opponents and generally being the bad girl on tour. Further investigation revealed she was very much into S&M and clearly enjoyed rough house brawls with women and men, with the growing success of the female fight circuit the blonde had gained further notoriety and also been a title holder, her quest for further success brought her into contact with Juliet’s man and they clearly hit it off and an upturn in Grace’s career was attributed to the extra training and as she put it the sensational sex she enjoyed by pinning him.
That news really stabbed at the redhead and she planned to take the blonde out to stake her claim to the man and show him who was number one. It had started well their first two matches conventional wrestling had seen the redhead triumphant and satisfied she had vanquished the blonde from her man’s side. Unfortunately she was wrong Grace seemed to hold some spell over him and they continued to meet provoking a third meeting in the ring and a change in fortune of the result with the blonde Grace not only beating the redhead she humiliated and embarrassed her as well striping the loser naked in front of an excitable crowd before knocking her out cold. Juliet had been devastated even more so when she regained consciousness in the locker room to discover her man had already been seduced by the woman and they had disappeared into the night.
She wanted revenge but was unable to get the match she wanted until an opportunity came and presented itself, an invitation to a member’s only club event, her invitation from a supporter had been to show her another new avenue for making money from her fighting talent. The venue a very select central London club – Leather & Lace – for an evening of female domination wrestling, the idea picked up from the US had a match up in the ring before a select invited audience paying a high price for their invitation/ ticket that funded the prize money paid predominantly to the victrix in a fight until one woman surrendered, she was then the property of the winner for thirty minutes while the main event would see the champion joined by a sponsor often a couple who had paid a substantial amount to the event having their way with the loser for the evening. Juliet was at first appalled then intrigued at the prospect and joined her sponsor to witness one evening’s activities.
There was a three fight card and a crowd of around 30 watching Juliet was surprised to see the crowd were pretty evenly split male female and she gathered a number of the couples were in fact manager and fighter combinations weighing up the event with a view to participation. The first fight was short two attractive brunettes clad in lacy underwear tussled until one pinned the other with a fairly erotic face sit to claim victory before leading her opponent away by a lead given to her by the referee. Juliet had not been impressed by the standard of wrestling commenting it was to girls having a roll around probably took it in turns winning to take and split the money. Her escort agreed saying they were generally the opening act as it were to get the juices flowing things would liven up I the next encounter. He was right billed as a “leather against lace challenge the best fantasy wins” the title had not excited the redhead but the action certainly did.
The competitors and this time they really did fight were first a tall athletic looking black amazon called, “The Pink Pussycat” probably due to her pink lacy costume a figure hugging bodice knickers suspenders and stockings finished with pink wrestling boots. Her opponent was announced as Mistress Rockette another well-honed woman a blonde clad in leather contrasting to her pale white skin, a leather basque, briefs and thigh high boots with a mask over her eyes she looked menacing. Juliet said, “Another show then the leather girl works over the lace one!” a hint of contempt in her whispered comment but her friend replied, “Wait and see,” as the match started. The leather clad blonde aggressively charged forward and threw a punch at the other woman’s face, a punch landed drawing a surprised yelp and then a knee thudded into a mid-section and a yelp escaped as a body was twisted through the air to crash to the canvas in the ring. It was not the lace clad lovely on the deck though it was the leather covered beauty the Negress having ducked the punch and struck back hard. A belly stomp sat the blonde up and then the lace covered lovely took her apart with knee, fist, elbow and foot with a stunning variety of kicks, throws and blows that left the woman visibly punch drunk as the black beauty delivered a beating and clearly playing to the audience did enough to titillate their fantasies as she systematically beat on the woman’s breast and crotch stripping her of her leather outfit until she was left naked spread eagled on the canvas with the black beauty dropping to sit on her face as she was proclaimed the winner, leaving the ring with her victim carried over her shoulder.
Juliet had to admit she was impressed but reasoned that the blonde was clearly set up the other woman was clearly a better fighter but put her up against a fighter how would she do. The conversation skirted the idea of Juliet being that woman before attention again focused on the ring and the main event in the interval a curtain beyond the ring had been pulled back to reveal a large bed and also two couch like seats for spectators clearly the sponsors of the final encounter. Juliet watched the couple who had taken seats there with interest clearly they had champagne and were in fetish clothing eager to watch the action. First to the ring announced as the Queen of the Cockneys Mistress Claire an impressive looking woman short ash blonde hair in a leather outfit similar to that seen in the last round although her boots were knee high and she wore hold up stockings a leather basque and lace elbow high gloves. Juliet was expecting her to be facing a lace clad victim instead she was shocked to find the opponent was none other than her nemesis Grace announced simply as the Dominatrix so naturally a leather outfit for her as well. The tall blonde had thigh high black boots black fishnets with leather bra and brief set that had been revealed after she had slipped off a full length leather coat for her walk to the ring.
Juliet suddenly realised she recognised the other woman as well; Claire was another from the fight circuit a reasonable capable blonde with similar experience to herself although they had never fought. Grace was about 4 inches taller than Claire but both had impressive breasts about 36 inches seemed a reasonable guess on measurement as they stood toe to toe in mid ring then turned to face the couple who had paid a substantial sum to make the match happen. The two fighters moved towards the couple and turned to give them a good look before ending up facing the pair again, the man simple said, “Fight!” and they were off Claire pivoting to swing a kick at grace who was able to part block it with her arms allowing Claire to step into a driven forearm to the face catching the taller woman on the cheek sending her tottering backwards. Grabbing a wrist Claire whipped grace across the ring to the ropes that absorbed the blonde and left her hanging it took Juliet a moment to notice that unlike a normal ring the ropes on opposite sides were at different tensions one pair well strung clearly to bounce a n opponent off the other pair slack to trap her and even tie her in as the match progressed.
If Claire had remembered which was which was not clear but she did not miss a beat charging forward to drive a knee to the taller woman’s midriff and as Grace folded Claire grabbed her hair and heaved her across the ring to crash to the canvas and roll over with a screech. Claire followed to deliver a text book wrestling move a high leg drop planting her thigh across Grace’s throat before moving to end up one knee astride the woman grabbing at her hair intent on punching her in the face clearly there was no love lost between the pair it was anything goes. Grace though was not passive and Claire adopting the position she had left herself vulnerable to a brutal counter attack typical of the blonde beneath her as Grace using a clenched fist delivered a low blow with direct and effective efficiency as Claire screeched and crumpled over her opponent trying to get away from further crotch numbing pain. Grace kicked and slapped at her and they tumbled apart with Claire rolling over and away to one side of the ring while Grace scrambled to her feet and charged towards the ash blonde as she pulled herself up.
Grace swung a boot and connected with Claire’s body as she rose throwing her into the ropes and following up drove a forearm across the woman’s upper chest bending her back over the ropes. That position meant that Claire’s belly and crotch were thrust forwards right at the evil blonde’s fast travelling knee cap and once more Claire spasmed in reflex and pain as a result of a blow below the belt right to her very feminine essence she folded into another knee lift this time her left breast collected the brutal blonde’s boot and she was thrown back into the ropes. Her arms flew up and hooked over the top cord and grace quickly grabbed the middle strand and due tit being slacker wrapped it over her opponent’s arms trapping her arms wide. Grace hissed, “All mine now honey!” and she whipped her fists into the other woman brutally and rapidly a tattoo of blows to the midsection and then smoothing switching targets pummelling each breast in turn and then hissing, “Now your cunt bitch!” before delivering a left and right low to the lacy knickers of the battered blonde.
Claire hung in the ropes head dropped as Grace stepped back yelling, “The bitch is mine now!” to loud cheers from the small crowd; reaching forward she grabbed the trapped woman’s ankles lifting and parting her legs, “Now to kick your cunt in!” sneered the tall blonde before she lashed her right foot forward three times really thumping the woman in the crotch. Dropping the legs she stepped forward to grab the bodice and rip it clean away from the ash blonde’s body, “Let’s show them what you’ve got!” taunted grace as she threw the ripped garment away before grabbing an twisting the woman’s now bare breasts. Getting little reaction from the woman grace stepped back towards the corner and grabbing a water bottle she squeezed it into Claire’s face and then emptied it over her head before slapping her back into semi consciousness, “Come on bitch this is supposed to be a fight!” she scoffed before releasing the woman’s arms an action that sent Claire dropping to her knees.
Grace slammed a knee to the woman’s forehead throwing her to the mat on her back before stomping down viciously on the woman’s crotch, “Get up bitch!” she snarled as Claire rolled over clutching herself. The dominating blonde reached down grabbing hair to yank the woman to all fours and then she dragged her towards the corner, “Crawl you slut!” she ordered and then pointing to the corner she snapped, “Pass that bucket up!” and a male in the crowd leapt forward to react passing a bucket of water into the ring as Grace arrived above him and then she dunked Claire’s head into the fairly full bucket of cold water. The ash blonde twisted and struggled making Grace yank her head out of the bucket and slam her backwards to the canvas before she grabbed the bucket to throw the contents that had not already spilt on to the canvas all over the sprawled woman. Claire coughed and wheezed rolling over now clearly wet through her lacy gloves coming apart her knickers clinging to her body as grace strutted around her demanding she get up and fight. To her credit the woman did in the process peeling off the torn and ruined gloves and as she made it to her feet with grace closing rapidly she used them to whip a slap across the tall blonde’s face before slamming forward against the advancing woman. They staggered to the corner with the post preventing Grace being driven to the mat and they straightened up Claire made a double handed lunge at the other woman’s breasts violently. Grace seemed to almost welcome that physical attention before she in turn replied in kind although her opponent’s breasts were naked.
Juliet said, “That whore loves her tits being mauled she gets off on it she’ll destroy her now!” indeed in the ring Claire was being driven back by the twin assault on her own breasts as the flesh was mauled and crushed and then her nipples were twisted and pinched. Her own efforts seemed to be doing the same things to grace’s boobs as she twisted and squeezed but the blonde seemed to be inspired by the assault and she surged forward hissing, “That’s better bitch let see who’s the better woman in the tits shall we?” as she continued to twist and maul until with a wail Claire released her hold and tried to prise the woman’s hands from her own tortured tits, “told you!” said Juliet at ringside as grace hissed, “I am now how about really woman to woman?’ and she suddenly tripped the retreating woman and the crashed to the canvas the blond eon top immediately moving to grapevine her opponent thrusting her crotch against Claire’s crotch suggestively.
Claire tried to thrust back but grace was in the dominant position controlling things and her bump and grind technique quickly drew a moan of pleasure from the flattened female beneath her despite the vicious assaults of earlier in the fight she was clearly able to respond to stimulation. “Still alive then?” hissed grace with an evil purr before she freed her right leg and with a quick twist she brutally drove it in to Claire’s groin again. The blonde’s eyes rolled and she stopped twisting clearly the attack had developed enough numbing pain on her already assaulted body that she had passed out. Not that seemed to affect Grace who rolled to position herself to one side of the motionless woman before sliding her hand into her the woman’s knickers and savagely ripping at her fun fur tearing a trophy from her crotch curls and thrusting her arm into the air in triumph.
Claire stirred and Grace immediately invaded her knickers again to claw her crotch hissing, “Give?” and the moaning Claire’s eyes widened in shock as the woman clearly started to work her love canal with her fingers, “Give or I gut you?” she demanded and Claire tears appearing to slip down her face stammered, “Submit I give get off me bitch!” Grace gave a twist and then tore her hand away from the now beaten woman’s sex and as Claire convulsed with a screech she hit her right between the eyes with an elbow dropping her back to the mat stunned. Grace rose to pose in victory over the woman and then calling to the watching couple she said, “Give me the big one!” the woman quickly approached the ring to pass the victrix a strap on harness and a plastic bottle with some unidentified liquid. The blonde quickly fitted the strap on something she was clearly adept in moving back to the beaten woman she rolled her face down and then deposited the liquid some sort of oil over her backside as she pulled the lace briefs apart and then proceeded to fuck her victim yanking back on her hair so called doggy style as those watching cheered her on. Satisfied she had claimed her prize and destroyed the woman as an opponent Grace made her victim crawl across the canvas towards the couple and then she led her from the ring to them as the curtain closed behind them clearly the prize had been claimed and an evening of sexual slavery was waiting for Claire under the sexual savagery of Grace and whatever the sponsors had in mind. Juliet turned to her supporter and stunned him saying, “I want some of that and fucking Wade in front of everybody would be perfect find the money and I’ll do it!”
THE END - To be continued in the Initiation.