Dawn Ventures Out

Dawn Ventures Out By Soccer Boy Dawn had quit college after a year of terrible grades that were the result of her lack or effort. She just never got into it. On her own with a decent clerical job that provided enough income to pay for her one bedroom apartment and the insurance on a decent car her father had purchased for her the only thing missing was a boyfriend and some extra cash. She was lonely at this point of her life but had never been in better shape. She took her lithe body through a workout just about every day going to a hip club to get a workout in but also to be around good-looking boys. She went clubbing at ritzy clubs on Fridays and Saturdays to have fun dancing and to meet successful yuppies hoping to hook up with one that would maybe some day take care of her. She stayed out very late on Saturdays not getting started until 8 pm or so. On Fridays she started and ended early going to places during "happy hour" when the business guys would be gathering after work. She avoided dating prospects at work having come to the belief to keep work and personal separate. It was a Friday and a middle age guy was giving her a lot of attention. She didn't go for older guys but he was so generous and funny that she didn't even think of brushing him off. He pried some information out of her through specific questions. He, his name is Taylor, had what he wanted to know: she was single and broke. He could see the other things he needed to know up close: Dawn is in great shape and had an outgoing personality. He decided once he got a few drinks in her to pursue her for his business. "So, I guess you don't think of me as boyfriend material?" Taylor said sitting next to her at the bar after a dance with her. "Why do you say that?" Dawn retorted raising an eyebrow wondering if it was that obvious given she had danced and talked to him. "You haven't even asked what I do for a living." Dawn took a sip of her wine he had gotten her (it was her third glass) and responded, "Okay, so what do you do for a living?" "I am an entertainer. I do private shows for very rich clients. Woman such as you can make $1,000 to $5,000 per show. Any interest in learning more?" Dawn took a nervous gulp of her wine not thinking she did. The amount of money he spoke of more than got her attention but she quickly gathered that he was an upscale pimp or something. She was not interested in that at all. She wouldn't even consider it regardless of how much money was involved. After a minute of silence Taylor got up to leave. He set his card on the table and said as he left, "thank you for your company. It was fun and pleasant. Think it over and give me a call. I assure you it is not what you might be thinking. Nothing like it all. Well, not like what you are thinking. There is a whole world of rich people with weird taste for entertainment. I make money off satisfying that taste. One of them anyway. You would do very in the business. I will tell you what, give me a call and I will tell you more about it. Then you decide." He smiled and left. Dawn finished her wine and left for home. She spent the evening watching TV wondering about what a difference a grand would make. Geez, how about five grand! Come Monday her curiosity got the better of her. She closed the door of her small office and decided to call this Taylor guy to find out more. "What the hell, if it is not being a call girl maybe it would be worth it to do once. There I people out there with tons of lose money and maybe there is some weird but non-sexual way to entertain them." She rationalized to herself to justify making the call. He was brief and direct after greeting her with a knowing laugh after the introductions were covered. "Okay, this is the deal. You wrestle in a bikini with another woman. Yes, many times the combatants wind up naked but that is not the point or is it required. I am just telling you so that there are no surprises. I have clients that pay outrageously well to see two women wrestle to a submission. You with me so far?" Taylor interrupted his line of information to see if she was interested. "Yes, and that is worth how much?" Dawn asked her hand on the receiver trembling. "If you follow the rules a thousand dollars." Taylor let that sink in before continuing. He knew he had her and wanted to reel her in slowly. Taylor waited for the question he knew she was mustering up the spirit to ask. "What are the rules?" Taylor had a giant grin on his face knowing the hook was set. "I ask the girls to make the fight last five minutes. If you are much stronger or better that your opponent you need to drag it out a little before getting her to submit. Again, so that you know just how easy this money is for you to make I need to tell you some more. There is no hitting or scratching. You have to control your temper if the two of you get angry at each other. This happens a lot given that you will be wrestling. It gets pretty intense usually. It is just the nature of the event. You would be a rookie and might be overwhelmed the first few times until you get the hang of it. You might get pissed off and want to hit in your frustration. You cannot do this. If you do we stop the fight and the person breaking the rules doesn't get paid. You must understand this part clearly. Here is the key point you need to understand. This is a show for guys with money to throw around and some weird sexual arousal points. They want to see pretty girls go after each other and for one to be beaten up to submission. The submission is gotten through face sitting. One girl needs to wear the other out and straddle her opponent and then get her to give at that point. Some girls get pretty competitive and are not so willing to give up. The sometimes take a real grinding to their face. Of course, I love it because my clients pay me extra to get that girl back sometimes for a rematch where money wise everything is doubled! Of course, I try to find girls that my clients want to see again, maybe a few times because that is less recruiting and more money for me and the girl." Taylor figured he had talked enough. He was anticipating that she would say she had to think about it and call him back. He knew he had her interest piqued but thought this "fish" would take a while to bring in. He was pleasantly surprised to hear her say, "Okay, you explained the thousand dollar show. Tell me about the five grand show." Taylor decided against it. He told Dawn to think about it and call him back the next day. If she wanted to know he would tell her then. Yes, Taylor knew he had her but decided the best thing to do would be to let the line out a little, let his cute little fish maybe make a dive or two into deeper waters before he reeled her in any further. He wanted her to do the five grand show and sense that by going slowly he would get her go for it even if just a one time deal. Most girls he recruited just did he shows once. Some repeated another time and still others became regulars. His regulars knew how to put on a good show and were usually repeats because they could fight well and won well as defined by entertaining his clients by really working over an innocent type (which he saw Dawn to be) and doing some really dominant face sitting to submission for his clients entertainment. The next day Taylor grinned broadly as it was just nine o'clock in the morning and his caller id reflected Dawn's number on his phone. He didn't pick up. He wanted her to call back later. He wanted her to be thinking about the five grand some more. Dawn called back three more times. The third time Taylor picked it up. "You didn't leave a number to call you back," Taylor said without even saying hi as he picked up the phone. "I am at work," Dawn responded nervously closed in her office feeling "safe" for five or so minutes. Taylor didn't even ask if she wanted to do more than the grand show. He went right into what a girl needs to do for five grand, "for five grand we stage a show. We do a little set up for the wrestling match. Likely the two girls do not know each other but we create a background between the girls that makes the match a grudge thing. The girls need to wrestle like wildcats because they are supposed to not like each other due to the background set we do. Usually something like one girl stole a boyfriend or one girl was attracted to the other and was verbally humiliated in public by the girl that rebuffed her. It can be silly, it doesn't matter as long as it creates a sense of bad blood between the two. But, here is the deal and it makes for a real good fight. The winner by the same submission standards I told you about yesterday go home with five grand. The loser goes home with five grand too but not after performing an act, usually some type of sexual act, that the winner chooses for the loser. It is usually something that the loser doesn't want to do. Of course, the two of you don't like each other so the winner wants revenge." Taylor stopped and let this sink in wondering just how much time Dawn had spent thinking about how much five grand would change her life. Taylor smiled broadly and heard the sounds of an old-fashioned cash register collecting money, "ching-ching", he thought to himself as he heard Dawn meekly ask, "the loser has to have sex right there in front of people?" "Yes, so don't lose. Then again, maybe you love sex and would want to lose. That is okay but put on a good show. After all, we are talking about five grand." Taylor knew his fish was close enough to shore that he could be frank and he did have integrity in spite of how he made his tremendous living and always made sure the girls knew what they were getting into. "This sex thing will not be something want to do most likely. The winner might be a lesbian, many are, are she may want you to perform oral sex on her. Or she might tell you to play with yourself in front of the crowd until you cum. Heck, one girl who usually wins, a real regular, makes the girl taste her pussy until she cums right there on the wrestling mat and then has her boyfriend fuck the girl. Trust me, you seem like a nice girl that hasn't had too many guys before. You would not want to lose to her." Taylor knew she was thinking about the money and rationalizing that it would just be a one-time thing when he decided to shift gears a little. He asked some questions to shift gears but to also gather some information about her that would help him decide what kind of show to use her in. "So, tell me about your background. Like, how many lovers have you had? Do you date white and/or black men? Do you prefer men or woman or both?" Taylor got a chubby hearing her whisper the answers to the above questions that he had asked one at a time. He had guessed right about all of her answers as he heard her share with him that she had been with five guys, all white, and that she didn't think she was bi at all though she had thought about it a couple times in college because her roommate was bi and had tried to talk her into trying it out. Dawn had never gone that way though. Taylor chatted with her and explained how the money gets to her letting her nervousness lesson a little and getting her thoughts focused on the money. He didn't ask her if she was interested because he knew the sale was done. "So, I need some specifics for the show. I am putting you down for nine o'clock this Saturday. I need your measurements, height and weight for the clothing that I provide and you keep." Dawn told him what he needed to know. Taylor wrote it down as she spoke, "5' 6", 108, 33-22-31, b-cup." "Uhm, sorry for getting personal but I have to know to make sure this Saturday will work out. When did your last period end?" Dawn told him "just yesterday." Taylor, grinning from ear to ear, gave her directions on how to get to his house and told her he would send a map to her address unless she wanted to make things simple and get picked up by a limo. Dawn further pleased Taylor by asking for the limo ride. That way she wouldn't get cold feet on the way there! Taylor worked out the details of the show he would set up for the curly, brown haired and green eyed just turned 20 year old Dawn and made a check payable to her for five grand. Dawn spent the next few days dreaming about the money and rationalizing any doubts away. She had a difficult time focusing and worked out harder than ever to release the tension her thoughts gave her. When a letter from Taylor showed up that had the check in on Thursday she about flipped. Her hands trembled as she held it. Her body shook the next day when at her lunch break she deposited the money in her back account. "Never again will I have to juggle bills. I will just keep it here until I get a promotion or another job able to pay bills when I get them. Get my credit rating up and maybe buy a house!" She let herself dream. "Yes, I should be getting a good raise in a few months. I will pay off my credit cards and have my bills all paid on time during this time period and then get a little house all for myself." Saturday came and Dawn spent the whole day resting and reading until the early evening. She knew the limo would be there in about an hour. She showered and pampered herself as if getting ready for a hot date. She remembered that Taylor had told her he would supply her "wrestling garb" though so she just put on kaki shorts and a blouse with sandals. Taylor had told her about his basement and the set up and so she didn't need to get all dressed up. Apparently, it turned out to be so; the basement was fully finished with separate rooms for the opponents. She was told she would change in her assigned room and come to the "stage"; the wrestling mats after the set up had been done. She had been told that the crowd in no more than himself and about a dozen business men sitting in plush chairs around the "stage" that would include a small bed for her show placed next to the 12' by 12', smaller than regulation, but regulation in texture as real wrestling mats. Taylor had said that though the wrestling was real that due to the rules, no hitting and the like, and the padding that none of the girls ever got hurt other than their egos. He had assured her that the guy's stay put and though they make a lot of noise and act pretty childish they never touch. Well, almost never, they are stationed around the mat and actually help if the combatants leave the mat. The crowd will catch them and push them back on the mat. Dawn changed nervously into her string bikini. It was baby blue in color. The bottom was basically a g-sting. The top was just a few strings that tied around her neck and back with triangles of cloth that only half covered her b-cups and provided little support. Dawn felt nearly naked in the outfit and paced nervously telling herself that if she wins she will be back home in a half hour and if she loses an hour. Either way, she had five grand in the bank! She could help but get caught up in the event. She felt her blood racing as she heard her match being set up. She looked at her pert and firm breasts in the blue top not too low in self-esteem to feel sexy in it. Dawn stretched watching herself in the mirror as she listened to the set up. She had an awesome physique that belied participation on sports but she had never done much athletic stuff in high school other than gym. She found herself getting excited with her anticipation. She liked the feeling of "getting ready" for a sporting event, as she told herself it was, as she heard her name and a brief description of herself. "Dawn, a pale skinned farm girl, a real hottie as you will soon see has been challenged to a grudge match by Lakiesa whom you all know. Apparently, Dawn went out a date with Lakiesa's boyfriend and you know how this pisses off Lake (her nickname). Lake knows Dawn has a curiosity about black men and intends on having her find out about the myth right in front of all of you. But only after she gets a good whooping. Get ready for some fun boys. You know how, just like her boyfriend Tyrone, Lake has an appetite for white girls and this promises to be an awesome show. Now, don't presume Lake will win. Dawn doesn't like her at all and intends to win. See, Lake confronted Dawn at a bar over the date and slapped her face and left in a huff before Dawn could retaliate. If Dawn wins she plans making Lake spread her legs for the drunkest fat guy in the audience. So, drink up and lets' hear it for the girls" Dawn didn't register the middle part of the speech. Her thoughts focusing on the name of her opponent. "Lakiesa is a black girls name." This made her shiver involuntarily. Dawn had spent little if any time around blacks and was intimidated by having to fight a black girl. Her thoughts of this drowning out part of the set up until she heard the name "Tyrone." "That is a black name too" she shivered again. She heard the crowd roar. Lake had entered the "arena." Dawn froze wondering what she had gotten herself into. She had been so focused on the money she hadn't thought too much about how she was to "earn" the ridiculous amount of money. Other than not being too hip about being scantily clad and wresting in front of a group of drinking rich guys and maybe winding up naked in front of them before she had "earned" her money the reality of her "job" had not been thought through. Of course, when recruiting a new girl, especially a "fresh" girl like Dawn this was part of Taylor's sales plan. Dawn was not aware that her name was being called out as Lake had now been waiting for a minute for her. Taylor opened up the door to her room. He had a microphone in his hand, which he covered up and whispered to her, "the check cleared baby, time for the show." Dawn followed him out of the room and walked onto the mat. The crowd erupted again with cheering and clapping and whistling. In a flash Dawn noted that the men all looked over fifty and were white. There was one black man in the room sitting away from the crowd drinking some Hennessey. A rugged looking black woman was facing her and crouched down in a wrestling stance. The woman was short looking and curvy and with a thick body. Lake was only 5' 3" but was tough and strong. She weighed 130 pounds with thick legs and backside. She looked very strong to Dawn. Dawn felt frightened sizing her opponent up seeing that Lake's shoulders were thick and muscular. Lake was wearing a bikini similar to Dawn's in style and yellow in color. It made a pretty contrast to her dark skin, the material almost glowed it was so bright, sun yellow. Lake had a top that matched the rest of her body. Dawn's breasts are pert and though round and full just a b-cup so they didn't need the support that the bikini top didn't provide. Lake had big, geez, maybe e-cup tits that spilled out of the top as she stayed crouched ready to wrestle. Dawn took all this in over ten seconds of standing there like the proverbial "deer in the headlights" and was startled to hear Taylor standing right next to her whisper in her hear, "she is tough and strong. For you to win you will have to stay away from her and use your height advantage for leverage and be quicker. Lake is a straight on wrestler. Use your speed and maybe you can win." Taylor did his best to get Dawn ready to go and focused and started to walk away towards the bed that was just a spring and mattress and comforter situated between two members of the audience next to the mat. He noticed she seemed to be in shock and stepped back to say something else hoping to get her into it. "It is time Dawn. Earn your money. If for no other reason you cashed the check and owe me now. Do your best and whatever happens just tell yourself that you will be home soaking in a warm bubble bath in about an hour. Okay?" Taylor was satisfied that his clients would get their money's worth as she nodded "yes" towards him. He felt a little relief walking away as he looked in the room that Dawn had changed in and saw that the three shot glasses that had been filled with Jack Daniels were empty. He had put them there for Dawn with a note, "It will be over shortly. Do your best. Drink these to brace yourself. Have a much fun as you can and make sure it last ten minutes." This comforted Taylor thinking that though she was clearly overwhelmed that some of her reaction was likely due to the drinks she had had recently. He smiled figuring she would get in to it once it got going and that her head would clear enough once the action started. Taylor took his chubby and himself away from the mat and went over to mc the event Tyrone. Looking at the girls about to start Taylor took shot of Hennessey and chuckled amazed that he got paid for this. He figured Dawn didn't have a chance and the fight would be very one sided but knew with total confidence that Lake would make it a great show and drag it out was she confirmed that she was as superior to Dawn as she looked. Dawn copied the stance of Lake. Dawn actually knew a little wrestling having watched it in high school a lot. Both of her boyfriends during high school were wrestlers and she attended matches often to cheer on her boyfriend. She was pretty overwhelmed by the situation she was in but dutifully ready to "earn" her money. She was glad she had drunk the Jack Daniels though it clouded her head it had steadied her nerves a little. She thought about the advice Taylor had given her and told herself to win the fight as she squared up with Lake. Dawn pulled her arms away and moved left and right as Lake reached out a few times to get a hold of her wrist. Dawn was trying to stay away from her looking for an opportunity to shoot in like her second boyfriend was known for as a take down specialists winning much more than he lost by garnering points from taking his opponents down. The small mats made staying away from Lake a little difficult. Lake was pretty confident looking and moved closer and closer with each reach out for her wrist. "Come on girls. You going to dance or wrestle?" A member of the crowd shouted and the rest of the crowd laughed. Lake rushed in as Dawn tried to move to the side. Lake got her arm around Dawn though and got Dawn in a headlock. Her right arm around Dawn's neck Lake used her left arm to get a hold of Dawn's right elbow and through Dawn easily to the mat. "Ohhh" Dawn yelped feeling all of Lake's weight crash down on her chest knocking some of her wind out. Dawn tried to free herself but was flat on her back as she felt the lock on her neck tighten. "Owe, let me go" Dawn said putting her left palm on Lake's forehead as she squeezed Dawn's air out of her. Lake tucked her head down to get Dawn's hand off of her face and was in perfect sit out position. She had Dawn in a regulation headlock! She had Dawn's right arm trapped and up in the air and she was sitting down her torso perpendicular to Dawn's squeezing her air out as Dawn flailed with her left arm trying to reach for Lake's face and tried to dig her heels into the mat to kick up and away. Dawn was not going anywhere! Lake leaned forward into the hold smashing her giant breasts into Dawn's face. She was choking Dawn with the legal, regulation hold and smothering her with her breasts at the same time. If it were a regulation match Dawn would be pinned and it would be over. There was little about this show that was regulation though. Lake had the information she needed. She knew she could easily take Dawn whenever she wanted. She was a much better wrestler, more athletic and vastly superior in strength. Lake knew all she had to focus on was putting on a show at this point. She knew she could toy with Dawn in the name of putting on a good show. The thin little white girl didn't have a chance. Lake slyly loosened her grip and got too high so that Dawn could pull her trapped arm free and get to her belly. Lake stayed on top of her though and cupped her hands under Dawn's arms and got her in a full nelson. Lake squeezed her tits against Dawn's back and turned Dawn over so that Dawn was facing the crowd on top of Lake but securely trapped in a full nelson. Lake wrapped her legs around Dawn's midsection while pressing Dawn's face forward, pressing her own chin against her collar she figure-four'd her legs and shook and squeezed what air Dawn was getting out of her. As Dawn tried to fight out of the hold Lake tossed her to the left and right on the mat. Lake was sitting simply sitting down on the mat with the weaker foe trapped on her legs and the full nelson. Unceremoniously, Lake let go with her arms and shook Dawn with her leg hold as Dawn used her now free arms to try to break the tight leg lock around her midsection. Dawn was on her side trying to get the legs unlocked. Lake was also on her side holding her torso up with her palms and squeezing Dawn with her powerful legs. So desperate in her efforts to get the Lake's legs unlocked Dawn was oblivious to the cat calls of the crown as Lake had taken her own top off letting her giant tits be seen by the high paying crowd. Lake watched Dawn struggle and playing to the crowd playfully reached for both ties of Dawn's top and pulled them free untying them. Lake continued to squeeze tightly as she looked around the crowd and briefly at Tyrone (not really her boyfriend, duh) and raised her open right hand in the air, mockingly made a claw shape with it and brought it around Dawn and firmly took hold of Dawns' right tit. She mauled at Dawn's tit. "Owww! Let go you bitch" Dawn screamed as she forgot about her efforts to unlock Lake's legs and reached for Lake's mauling hand. Smoothly and with not much effort needed Lake released her legs and spun her left leg out from under Dawn and stood up. Dawn was on her belly holding herself up on her elbows holding on to now naked breasts. Lake stood up holding Dawn's top up in the air like a trophy and tossed it to a member of the whooping crowd. Dawn got to her feet covering her breasts with her left arm and hand and reached for her top as if she would get it back and put it back on. Lake smiled at this effort realizing just how of a "non fighter" Dawn was. Lake's huge e-cups swayed back and forth as she held up the top of Dawn moving it back and forth in the air as Dawn reached for it. She let her get a hold of it and as Dawn did she let go of the top and stepped forward to gather Dawn up into tight bear hug her arms locked around Dawn just under her rib cage. Dawn had her top in her hand but felt herself lifted into the air as Lake squeezed tightly around her. Dawn was three or so inches taller that Lake but given that Lake had a hold of her a foot below her chest with Lake's big melons pressed and smashed into her belly she was a half foot off the ground being shaken and squeezed. Her air, what little she had, gone she lifelessly dropped to the top and tried to bang her fists on the back of Lake to get free. "Owww! Nooo!" Dawn yelped feeling Lake's open mouth and teeth on her right boob. Lake was suckling hard, too hard, on her nipple, it hurt! as Lake shook her in the air. Lake heard a member of the crowd mockingly complain that he couldn't see Dawn's tits so she lowered Dawn briefly as she spun behind her and got her in the same hold but from behind her. She lifted the nearly lifeless Dawn up again. She crowd cheered as they could see the pinkish nipples and pert nice breasts before them. Dawn fruitlessly pulled at Lake's grip around her midsection and gasped for air. Feeling how weak Dawn was from not being able to breath Lake dropped her to the ground. Lake glanced at Taylor. She wanted a time check. She got it as Taylor held up an open hand telling her that five minutes had passed. Lake looked down at Dawn breathing in air desperately lying on her front holding herself up on her right elbow with her left hand caressing her own belly as if it had been bruised. Lake played to the crowd a little and to use up some time stalked around her foe. Lake peeled off her own bottoms and tossed it to the nearest cheering member of the crowd. He gleefully smelled it and put it over his head as if it was a hat. Lake smiled at him as she heard the guy to his right say, "I get hers." Lake looked down at Dawn and say that she was quietly sobbing. Lake won nine times out of ten but rarely won as easily as this match was going. Lake enjoyed it. Stress free money! Lake had actually lost her last match and given that she is a lesbian had found her "punishment" repulsive as some sweaty fat guy that took forever to cum had fucked her. Lake looked down at the struggling for air Dawn lying on her side getting her color back with the breathes Lake had allowed her to get. Lake had a hard time keeping track of time so she decided to let the tables get turned a little to ensure that the remainder of the match lasted the time necessary. Lake knew how to put on a good show. That is largely why she had almost a hundred grand in the bank from being asked for repeated by the various members of the crowd. Lake reached down and took hold of the g-string of Dawn and began to pull at it. Dawn instinctively tried to crawl away and feeling her bottom being tugged downward stopped and tried to kick Lake away. Lake a solid grip with both hands on the bottom of Dawn and felt one of Dawns' heels lightly graze her forehead. Lake kept the bottom of Dawn in her hands and she played up the blow as if it had been flush. Lake fell to her knees feeling Dawn's bottom tear off in her hands. She reached for her forehead as if hurt but tossed to bottoms in the general direction of the guy that had requested them a minute before. Dawn felt confidence rush through her as she got to her knees and saw Lake on her left hand and down to both her knees holding her head mocking pain and shock at "the blow". Dawn rushed Lake and tackled Lake to the ground. Dawn was on top of Lake trying to Lake in full nelson her own breasts and erect by the adrenalin rush against Lake's mid-back. Lake felt Dawns' nipples against her own sweaty skin and felt a rush of sexual energy in her own pussy. Lake loved girls; she was an all out lesbian and had a live-in lesbian lover for going on two years now. She was attracted to Dawn's body and enjoyed the feeling of Dawn's struggling body against her own as she let Dawn maintain the advantage. She felt Dawn's breasts against her and tried to imagine the sight between Dawn's legs as Dawn was straddling her trying to get a full or half nelson on Lake. She felt Dawn's legs spread over her own trying to get some leverage as she pictured Dawn's sparsely covered with wispy brown hair pussy open for the roaring crowds view. Lake wondered if Dawn had the wispy pussy hair up her ass crack. Lake hoped she had, she loved it when a woman had a small amount of crotch hair up her ass crack and over the tightly puckered asshole she pictured Dawn to have. Lake let Dawn get her in a half nelson and turn her over. Dawn was on top of Lake now and straddled Lake and got hold of the barely fighting Lake's wrist and held them to the mat over Lake's head. "Uhm, the little bitch is excited by all of this!" Lake thought to herself getting further aroused feeling how hot and wet Dawn's pussy felt on her belly. Lake took deep breaths as if struggling greatly to get free of Dawn. Her giant, dark brown breasts heaving with her breathing and her black as night nipples hard as rocks in her arousal of having the petite, sexy Dawn straddling her. Lake knew she could break free whenever she wanted but played to the crowd allowing Dawn to falsely build up her confidence. Her arms being held over her head and flat to the mat Lake pretended to struggle and pretended to be unable to get free. "Let me go bitch" Lake said mocking desperation. "Please let me go" Lake said for good affect hoping Dawn would go for submission so that she could get her mouth on the Dawn's pussy if only for a second before she ended the match and turned Dawn over to Tyrone. Dawn sensed that she had been able to turn the tide. She had her air and strength back and her confidence was soaring. Holding Lake down in a school- boy pin she bounced up and down a couple of times to knock the air out of her opponent. "Bitch is going to pay for that," Lake thought to herself actually getting the wind knocked out of her as she continued to mock her efforts to get free of Dawn. "Stop it bitch you are hurting me" Lake squealed out shifting left and right underneath her falsely confident opponent. She was deliberately shifting around so that she could "massage" the wet and warm pussy she was enjoying having pressed on her belly. "Damn this bitch is in heat" Lake pleasurably noted to herself. The fighting and being naked in front of strangers had aroused Dawn though she was not conscience of it. She just felt her confidence growing and her body flowing with adrenalin. She held Lake's wrist to the mat and brought them together high over her head with her tight grip on each wrist and boldly decided to go for submission. Dawn slid her crotch over Lakes' big tits and lifted herself up and then slammed down on the huge set of tits truly hurting and enraging Lake before sliding up another half foot and placing her crotch on Lake's face. Dawn leaned forward and down for leverage feeling her asshole on Lake's chin and her pussy directly over Lakes' mouth and nose. She held Lake's wrist tightly and asked, "Do you give?" Dawn expected to hear a desperate "yes" thinking she was going to be getting into the limo soon to go home and take a nice bubble bath having had earned her money with a nice victory. "Ooohhh" Dawn squealed truly surprised. Instead of submission from Lake she felt Lake's tongue push into her pussy and it startled her. Later she would look back and think that was the turning point. That the act of feeling her pussy tongued by the flat, long tongue of Lake had cost her concentration. What happened after this was not planned but the result of her being surprised and tricked. It was actually just Lake getting a taste of her as hoped before finishing her off. Dawn sat up to get the tongue a couple of inches in her out of her. Lake bucked strongly and Dawn was sent sprawling forward. Lake turned to her belly and bucked Dawn further forward as she shimmed out from under Dawn and jumped on Dawns' back knocking her flush to the mat. Dawn felt a hand on her neck holding her face down to the mat and finger enter her pussy forcefully. "Nooo, ouch" Dawn yelped feeling one finger and then two roughly enter her pussy and push in knuckle deep. Lake loved hearing Dawn yelps for her to stop and finger fucked the struggling Dawn a dozen forceful penetrations before doing the ultimate. Her fingers wet from Dawn's aroused by the combat pussy Lake pushed her index finger against Dawn's asshole and pressed in hard pushing her finger two knuckles into Dawn. "Oh god no, stop" Dawn said and closed her legs together and spun to her back - just where Lake wanted her. Lake let her finger get pushed out and jumped up to straddle Dawn. At least twice as strong as Dawn she grabbed Dawn's wrist and put them mat down next to each other. Lake then scrambled upward and put her legs under the desperately flailing Dawn's neck and tucked them underneath her shoulders. Lake had Dawns' neck in a locked figure- four with her legs and had Dawn's wrists held down tightly with her right hand. Dawn tried to buck free but though her lower torso and legs were free her head was so locked tightly it didn't matter. Her arms were trapped against the mat by just one hand of Lake's as well. "Bitch has to suffer a bit," Lake thought to herself recalling what Dawn had done to her. Lake sat down hard onto Dawn's breasts crushing them with her powerful and huge ass. Lake did this over and over again about ten times knocking all the wind out of Dawn and bruising her delicate breasts. Lake wanted to punish Dawn for doing the same hard sit down, air crushing move on her. Lake slid down and still holding Dawn's arms directly upward and on the mat trapped in her grip kissed Dawn on the lips shocking and stunning Dawn. Dawn turned her head sideways to free her lips from the kiss and then felt Lake slid up slightly and shout with anger, "suck my tits bitch". Dawn struggled and kept her face away from the giant black tits of Lake. Lake raised her hips up and slammed down again on Dawn's now fully bruised tits. Obediently Dawn turned her face to the huge breasts smothering her and opened her mouth voluntarily. "Suck them nice" Lake said and cooed as her right nipples entered and got sucked upon by Dawn's forcefully willing mouth. "That's it bitch. Suck'em good" Lake said moaning as she ground her dripping pussy over Dawn's right nipples feeling the involuntarily hard nipple rub her clit wonderfully. Lake then arched her back up and put her pussy over Dawn's face. Dawn tried to turn her face away so she could breath but her face was not locked firmly between Lake's thighs and locked legs. "Umpf" Dawn screamed the sound muffled as her chin was between the strong thick ass cheeks of Lake and her mouth directly pushed into a very wet, dripping wet, pussy. Dawn felt thick matted pussy hair scratching her nose the only open path she had for air. "Let me go" Dawn pleaded her lower body twisting right and then left and then back again as her mouth involuntarily tasted Lakes' pussy and her nostrils flared for air. "Put your tongue in my pussy and I will let you give bitch" Lake demanded. Knowing she had no choice Dawn darted her tongue outward and got a full taste of Lake's pussy. "Oh yes, just like that. Tongue fuck me bitch" Lake demanded further. Starting to sob Dawn pushed her tongue through the thick, wet labia pressed over her mouth as she breathed desperately for air with her nose. "Good girl, just like that" Lake cooed. With just a couple penetrations of Dawn's tongue Lake came her pussy flowing and squirting a copious amount of orgasmic induced fluid down Dawn's throat. Satisfied more that she had even hoped Lake ended the match, "Do you give?" After a five second delay and two coughs from the pussy juice running down her throat Dawn sobbed, "Yes, yes, I give, please let me go." Lake let her go and glowing with the quick but satisfying orgasm pointed at the bed and said, "Get up there for my lover Tyrone." Dawn wiped the tears from her eyes and dutifully, unthinking, crawled over to the bed and lay on her back covering her eyes with her left arm. "A black man!" Dawn thought to herself almost repulsed at what she now had to do having lost the match. Dawn felt her legs being pawed at as they were spread open. She kept her arm tightly wrapped over her eyes as she sobbed at having lost and what was to come. Her feet were planted on the comforter flatly, her legs positioned so that they were open wide. Dawn felt the mattress sink as Tyrone got on the bed between her legs. She almost said something rebellious like, "Okay you won bitch now get this over with" as she heard Lake tell her to enjoy it feeling the mattress press down around her head sensing that Lake was straddling her head and feeling Lake's strong hands press down on her breasts and tweak her nipples firmly, too firmly. Lake was holding her down though Dawn knew what she had to do and was submitting. "Fuck her good Tyrone" Dawn heard a voice shouted, laughing. "Tear her apart. She deserves it," another chortling voice encouraged. Dawn felt her arms being pulled at by Lake. She felt Lake slid her knees under her shoulders. "You are going to like this bitch. How long since you gave up your virginity? Well, it is about to happen again." Lake chuckled holding onto Dawn's elbows pulling her arms up and to her own side. She felt the coarse and thick hair of Lakes' pussy on her won hairline. Dawn had willingly climbed onto the bed to submit. She knew the deal and resented Lakes' presence. She didn't need Lake to be ready to hold her down. She was going to get fucked for having lost. She didn't want Lake to turn it into rape. "Just get it over with" Dawn sobbed and opened her eyes looking first into the smiling eyes of Lake and then towards who she figured correctly was a naked black man named Tyrone. Her vision saw it peripherally at first and the shock drew her eyes to it. In his right hand was Tyrone's cock. His left hand was pouring Astro-Glide into his right hand and liberally over his cock. A cock that seemed surreal. Tyrone was erect and huge! "No, no, too big" Dawn cried seeing the monstrously, deformed looking ten inches in length and foot around in ridiculous girth. It was scary looking, menacing in size alone and ugly in appearance all full of randomly bulging large, ugly veins running every which way. Dawn reflexively tried to sit up but Lake was there for a reason. Lake pressed her knees down onto Dawn's shoulders trapping her in place. Dawn attempted to close her legs but Tyrone was between them and stopped his lubrication process to bring his large strong hands down to her upper, inner thighs and force her legs apart and up against her stomach. Her legs held firmly down against her sides, her pussy fully open and exposed Dawn had nowhere to go with Lake holding her upper body firmly to the mattress! Tyrone was so hard he didn't need to use his hands to position his cock at her pussy entrance. He put all of his body weight on his hands holding her legs apart and upward as he lifted himself up so that his cock pointed directly as Dawn's pussy. Then as his massive cock dangled back and forth the tennis ball sized head settled in between her delicate pink labia. Thrusting downward with his hips Tyrone pushed his cock head and three or more inches of his ridiculously fat phallus into Dawn her pussy instantly in pain from being overly and immediately stretched beyond comprehension. Her pussy lips being forced an inch into her they were so overstretched around the fat cock. Her innards being forced deep inside of her as the huge cock impaled her. "Oh god nooooo!" Dawn screamed in sincere pain her head spinning right and left as she moaned in pain. "Argghe, eeeewh" and other non-words spewing out her gapping and screaming mouth. "Noooo, too biiigggg" Dawn squealed as the crowd almost to a man unbuckled their pants and started to furiously stroke at their own cocks all tiny in comparison to the tree root sized black cock tearing away at Dawn. Tyrone smiled with pleasure and thrill as Dawn continued to sob out pleas of suffering. "Nooo, please, tooooo biggg" Dawn sobbed and gasped out her head turning left and right, tears from the pain of the impaling running freely down her cheeks. Lake grinned broadly at the sight of Dawn's tensely pursed lips and borrowed brows. "Big black cock baby, take it bitch" Lake said with a snicker loving the look of absolute desperation and pain on Dawn's face. "Ewheweh" Dawn squealed trying to beg for Tyrone to stop but only feeling his fuck her with passion and effort to push his massive into the overwhelmed pussy. Tyrone liked this part of the show and pushed and thrust hard to get first six inches of his overtly fat cock into the inexperienced white girl and then seven and then eight with the next forceful thrust. "Oh god. nooooooooooo. ewwe, oweeeeeeeeseesssswweeh" Dawn cried feeling his cock push through her belly and his balls bouncing against her asshole belying the fact that somehow he had gotten most of the huge cock into by that point. "Pleaasse stop!" Dawn pleaded her pussy on fire and in amazing pain from the impaling. "Noooo, too biggggggggg" she further pleaded as if it would make a difference. The crowd was in an animal frenzy and Taylor was beside himself with glee over the show he had provided his better paying customers. Growing weary and feeling herself losing conscientiousness Dawn begged for Lake to help her, "make him stop. It hurts so much." Dawn blathered out as Tyrone as pulled out to his fat cock head and then screamed desperately, "oh god nooooo" as Tyrone used all his leg strength and his body weight to bury all ten inches of the impossibly fat cock into the sobbing and crying in pain Dawn. Tyrone felt his balls twitch and held his gigantic cock fully impaled in Dawn as his cock twitched and his balls emptied his cum deep into Dawns' stomach, pussy. Dawn's eyes closed as she briefly passed out from the pain as Tyrone held her legs forward and apart as he enjoyed all of his cum dripping, first spurting and then dripping, into the more than overwhelmed and in pain from the forceful fuck. Tyrone let his cock get pushed out by the overfilled pussy as his cock now spent softened. It popped out of her pussy and he simply got up and walked over to Taylor who handed him a wad of hundreds. Tyrone put the money in his pants and got dressed. Lake gently slapped at Dawn's cheeks to get her alert. "Did you like that or what?" Lake laughed as she asked the barely awake Dawn. Dawn didn't understand what Lake had said and was barely aware that her already raw and red pussy was now empty except for the flood of Tyrone's sperm seeping out of it. Lake helped Dawn to her feet and helped her get dressed. In a stupor Dawn dressed and her hand in that of Lake's was pulled out of the house to an awaiting limo. After all, as good as that show had been there was another scheduled to start in less than thirty minutes. Taylor needed to get Dawn and Lake out of there and on there way so that he could get the next show on the road. 3562 1.31/512345