St May's Fight Club

St May's Fight Club

My heart was beating out my chest as I got out my parked car, closed the door and gave a long cautious look at the off-campus gym where everything was about to go down.

I took long deep breaths to compose myself as I made the walk from the parking lot to the front door of the gym.

I was really about to do this. I was really about to take part in the infamous underground fight club at St. May's, an all girls catholic university in western Pennsylvania with a student enrollment of no more than 4,000.

In my entire life, I've only ever been in one fight, and it was one of the biggest adrenaline rushes I've ever experienced, fighting, and badly beating a girl who was bullying my friend in high school. Despite being shorter than the girl, I managed to tackle her and wrestle her to the ground and land some good punches, causing her to beg for forgiveness. I made her apologize to my friend, and she never messed with anyone ever again, and eventually she turned into a decent person.

I wanted to relive that rush, that excitement, and this was the only way I knew how. I knew it was risky.

The fight club event had been going on at the school since the 1980s, and was a way for the strongest and toughest girls at the school to get clout and show off. It took place once a year at the beginning of the school year.

The rules were simple, it's an MMA style fighting event, protect yourself at all times, make your opponent tap out, or have the ref step in to stop it, and you win.

The girl who wins has two options for a reward. Either five-hundred dollars in cash from the girl she defeats, or the second option, the girl who loses has to serve the girl who wins for the rest of the academic year.

To me, it was a no brainer, I wanted the cash, and If I lost I would expect the same from the winner. The idea of making the girl you defeat have to be your personal maid was definitely odd to me, and something I didn't really consider.

Virtually all the girls who enter this competition have a background in athletics, and for me it was gymnastics. I knew going in I would be one of the shortest girls in there, at only 5'2. But I was confident in my abilities. I had been training for a couple months and had a strong lower body, especially my butt and legs, from all the years in gymnastics.

But still, I was only getting more nervous, and that nervous energy only got worse as I opened the door to the gym and walked in.

"Are you Victoria? Are you here for the competition?" An older woman asked, almost startling me.

"O-oh yes. That's me." I replied.

She checked me out up and down and smiled at me.

"I'm glad you are here. I'm Katy, the owner of this gym. The event starts in thirty minutes. All the other competitors are already here getting ready. I'll show you to the locker room so you can change and prepare yourself. Are you excited?" She asked.

"Well... I'm nervous, to be honest." I say with an awkward laugh.

"That's completely normal. Just know that you are brave for actually showing up. Every year we get some no shows. Not this year, though! It should be a great slate of fights this year. Remember, this is in the name of competition! Have fun!" The older woman said as she led me to the locker room.

"Thank you." I say. Her little speech did nothing to ease my increasing nerves but I appreciate her for trying. She could probably sense how uneasy I was from my body language alone.

But it was too late to back out now. I had signed up months ago and there was only so many slots available. It would have been a bad look to back out last minute.

I entered into the locker room to the sound of small chatter. I was the last one to arrive and It felt like all the other girls were all staring at me as I walked in. It only made me way more nervous.

I walked right past one girl and I could of sworn she smirked at me as I passed her. She was so tall. I looked around the room briefly and it became increasingly obvious I was the tiniest girl in the room.

Some of these girls were big, like really big. Being only 5'2, I really stuck out. I really started to question what I was doing here. My confidence was evaporating even before the event had started.

I took deep breaths to compose myself as I began to change into my fight gear. Small black gym shorts and a black tank top.

I began to stretch and do mental exercises to relax myself. I thought back to my one and only fight I had ever been in. I recalled how the girl I beat up was also taller than me, but yet I was still able to charge at her, and use my strong lower body to wrestle her to the ground and make her submit. It was clear that had to be my strategy to win against whoever I was put up against, seeing as all these girls were much bigger than me.

I got up and headed to the bathroom real quick as the noise from outside the locker room picked up. More and more people were coming in to watch the fights, which made me more nervous.

I noticed the same girl who smirked at me earlier was walking out the bathroom right as I was entering.

She gave me a rude look and without even thinking I just put my head down and looked at the ground to avoid conflict.

"Pussy." She said to me with a laugh as she walked past me, acting confident as could be.

I literally couldn't believe she said that to me. I kept walking and didn't respond in the slightest. I couldn't even if I wanted to. I was shook, and this girl in particular could seem to sense that. I wanted to disappear.

I walked out the bathroom right as Katy, the older woman who owned the gym, began a long speech about the rules.

She went over everything in detail. There would be three rounds that lasted two minutes each. She reminded us that we signed a contract to be here, and that we must all accept the outcome of the fights. She talked about the tradition of the event, and how it supposedly "builds character" and "new relationships", whatever that meant.

I looked around and none of the girls were really paying much attention to her long, drawn out speech.

Then I noticed the same girl who smirked at me and called me a "pussy" was staring at me with a sinister smile, basically taunting me.

It was like she was picking on me in particular, trying to intimidate me, and well, it was working. I looked away and kept my head down. Her outlandish confidence... scared me.

"ALRIGHT LADIES! LETS GO!" Katy finally yelled.

All the girls got up and followed her out the locker room. I trailed behind everyone with my head down. There was a large octagon surrounded by stands on each side. There looked to be about fifty or so people sitting there, waiting for some action.

Katy led all the fighters to the one empty section of the stands where we all sat.

I was the last one to sit down and gave a glancing look to all the other competitors real fast to gage their body language. All of them looked prime and ready to fight. They all looked confident, and intimidating in their own right. And then there was little 5'2 me. Sticking out like a sore thumb.

There was more people here than I anticipated. I was led to believe that this was some sort of underground event, yet these stands were packed. It suddenly dawned on me that I could get my ass whooped Infront of alot of people. More negative thoughts. More nervousness. I was having a mini anxiety attack. I seriously considered just getting up and running out the gym to save myself from total humiliation.

But I stayed put. It was like I was frozen. Too timid and scared to even move.

Katy grabbed a microphone and began speaking to the crowd.

"Welcome everybody! Thank you for patiently waiting for the fighters to get ready! Now who is ready to see some action?" She announced. The crowd started to go wild.

"We have ten girls waiting to get it on, so get ready for five exciting fights this afternoon! Up first it's going to be Dani vs Karlie!" Katy announced. Suddenly, two girls sitting right behind me got up and walked into the octagon.

"Dani is a 5'9 senior who plays on the softball team and she has a 2-1 record at the fight club tournament!"

"Her opponent, Karlie, is a 5'10 freshman who plays on the field hockey team! This is her first fight at the tournament! Ladies, let's have a great fight!"

The referee then entered the Octagon, checked both fighter's gloves, and went over the instructions.

The two girls then walked to their corners and had vicious looks on their faces, totally prepared for war.

"ROUND ONE! FIGHT" The referee announced.

Suddenly, the two girls charged at each other.

They exchanged sharp blows, fast punches and vicious leg kicks. It was clear they both had great fighting skills. I simply couldn't look away, it was unreal how powerful they looked.

The first round was very evenly matched, both girls landed great shots, and the round could go either way.

Round two started, they resumed trading vicious punches and kicks, and the crowd was so loud it started to hurt my ears.

Suddenly... BOOM!

A brutal right uppercut landed and one girl went down hard. The other girl tried to jump on her and pummel her with punches but the referee jumped in and stopped it! Just like that, it was over in a flash. The crowd erupted. I felt absolutely terrified.

"WHAT A FINISH! DANI FINISHES KARLIE WITH A GREAT PUNCH! WOW! WE'RE OFF TO A GREAT START FOLKS!" Katy yells into the mic. It was so loud in here. You could almost feel the energy in this place.

It took a couple minutes but eventually the girl who got knocked out was helped up and walked herself out the octagon in good spirits, although shaken up quite a bit.

Both girls who fought were led away to the back of the gym into an office.

"NEXT UP! WE HAVE MAYA FIGHTING MADDIE!"

Two more girls sitting behind me got up and walked down the stands. A sense of relief hit me that I didn't hear my name called.

I watched as a super tall black girl and a nervous looking blonde girl both entered the octagon.

"Maya is a 6'1 senior star on the basketball team, she is 3-0 in her fight club fights! Looking to finish her college career with a perfect record. She is fighting Maddie! a 5'7 freshman who plays on the soccer team. This is her first fight. Good luck!" Katy announced.

This looked like a mismatch to my untrained eyes, and Maddie the blonde girl sort of reminded me of myself. She was a bit shorter and looked a little nervous, sort of like me. I was secretly rooting for her to win.

The ref went over the rules again to the girls and both fighters touched gloves.

"ROUND ONE. FIGHT!" The ref announced.

Immediately as the fight started the tall black girl, Maya, was all over the shorter blonde Maddie, who looked terrified.

Maya landed really great hard leg kicks on Maddie. Maddie tried to stick her leg out and land a kick of her own but Maya caught her leg and twisted it, causing Maddie to fall over onto the floor.

Maya then mounted her and the girls wrestled briefly, until eventually Maya got the better of Maddie.

Maya had Maddie in a very difficult position. The blonde girl was absolutely fighting for her life to free herself, but to no avail. It looked like Maya was smiling and laughing, enjoying herself, while Maddie's face was all red and flustered.

I felt so bad for Maddie, she was the girl most similar to me out of all the others, and she was getting absolutely dominated, and it made me terrified.

As the time in the first round was counting down, Maya decided to go for the kill. She wrapped her legs around Maddie's legs and flipped her over. She quickly had Maddie in a rear naked chokehold, causing the blonde girl to tap out in defeat right as the first round was coming to an end.

Maya got up and celebrated enthusiastically.

"YOU'RE MINE NOW BITCH!" Maya taunted to Maddie, as she continued to lay on the floor in total defeat.

"WOW WHAT A FINISH! MAYA MAKES MADDIE TAP OUT! SHE ENDS HER FIGHT CLUB CAREER WITH A PERFECT 4-0! WHAT A LEGEND!"

Maddie was helped to her feet by the ref and as with the other two fighters before them, the two girls were led to an office in the back of the gym by an assistant.

It looked like even after the fight, Maya was still taunting and degrading poor Maddie, which only made me more nervous. Some of the girls in this competition are insanely competitive, and some of them appear downright crazy.

"ALRIGHT! WHO IS READY FOR THE NEXT FIGHT?" Katy announced to the cheering crowd.

My stomach sank. There was just six girls remaining now. Each fight meant it was closer to my name being called.

"NEXT UP! WE HAVE ABELLA FIGHTING JULIE! TWO VETERANS GOING AT IT IN THEIR FINAL YEAR! LET'S GET EXCITED!"

Maybe the two biggest and strongest girls in the competition got up from the stands and entered the octagon. It was a relief knowing I wouldn't have to fight them atleast.

Over the next nine minutes I watched in amazement at the most competitive and intense fight I have ever seen in my entire life. Through three rounds, the two girls duked it out. With high skilled punches, kicks, wrestling. By the end of the fight both their faces were bruised. The fight went to the judges to be scored.

"AND THE WINNER, BY SPLIT DECISION... ABELLA!" Katy announced to the crowd.

"THAT'S RIGHT! TIME TO PAY UP! LET'S GO!" Abella taunted to the defeated girl. The two girls were led to the back of the gym as Katy got ready to announce the next fight.

I mentally prepared myself for hearing my name called. There was four girls left now, if it wasn't this fight, it was the next. My time was soon to come.

"UP NEXT WE HAVE... ERIN FIGHTING TABITHA! LADIES COME ON UP!" Katy announced.

It was only a slight relief this time to not hear my name called, knowing the inevitable was soon arriving. Two more girls got up from the stands we were sitting in and moved to the octagon. Now, only me and one other girl remained sitting.

Suddenly, I realized something that should have been immediately obvious. The one girl left sitting behind me would be the girl I would be facing. I tensed up. Do I look behind me to see who it is? I couldn't resist the temptation.

I slowly turned my head, and there she was, looking right at me, smiling. It was the same girl from earlier who called me a pussy right to my face as I walked to the bathroom earlier. The girl who smirked as I walked into the locker room and tried to stare me down. A feeling of horrible dread entered my body as I immediately turned my head back to the octagon.

For some reason she really fucking scared me. She wasn't even the biggest girl here, but she a demeanor about her that was so intimidating it made me want not want to mess with her at all and just give up right then and there.

"You're looking nervous down there, little girl."

I tensed up so fucking hard. I started to shake a little. I pretended I didn't hear her and acted like I was focusing on the upcoming fight.

But the tall brunette just wouldn't stop taunting me.

"You look fucking terrified! I'll promise to go easy on you in the octagon if you start to beg me!" She laughed.

"Don't act like you can't hear me! I'm talking to you little girl." She continued.

"Give up now. I want to hear you beg. This is your last chance, if you don't I promise I'm going to beat the shit out of your pretty little face. Start begging princess! I'm not fucking kidding!" She said while laughing. This was all a game to her. She was loving it.

I wanted to start crying. It's like she had already won before it started. I was frozen in place, I couldn't even find my voice to say anything if I wanted to. I stayed put looking ahead, my heart pounding.

The fourth fight started and the crowd erupted with excitement. The two girls were throwing haymakers at each other, it looked like this fight was not going the distance with the aggressive way they were fighting each other.

And I was right.

"OHHHH!!! OHHHHH!!!!!" The crowd erupted.

A big right hand landed, that's all it takes sometimes. One girl fell hard to the floor and the ref called the fight. It was over in one round.

"THAT'S HOW I AM GOING TO DO YOU LITTLE GIRL! JUST LIKE THAT! I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO BEG FOR MERCY BUT YOU'RE TOO STUBBORN, I'LL SHOW YOU IN THE OCTAGON WHAT I'LL DO TO YOU!" The girl behind me yelled.

She walked down the steps and pinched me on the ear.

"You're next babe." She said smiling as she headed to the octagon. What the fuck! This girl was a literal psychopath.

I didn't want to fight her at all. I couldn't. How could I beat her? She's so fucking confident it's unreal, and she already knows I'm terrified of her.

Katy walked over and motioned me over.

It must of been obvious I was terrified because Katy saw my face and looked legitimately concerned for me.

"Hey, I know it's your first fight at the gym, but lighten up! Have some confidence in yourself. Do whatever it takes in there! Let's go girl!" She said, trying to pump me up to get ready to fight.

It didn't work. I walked into the octagon shaking. The girl continued to taunt me.

"Last chance! Get down on your knees and beg me and I'll go easy on you!" She demanded, laughing to herself like a psycho.

I continued to walk forward and ignore her. Still too intimidated to talk. I couldn't even look at her. But I could feel her eyes on me, trying to stare me down. I kept my head down.

Suddenly Katy got on the mic to introduce us.

"LAST BUT NOT LEAST, OUR FINAL FIGHT OF THE DAY! WE HAVE KEILI FIGHTING VICTORIA!" Katy said to cheers from the stands.

I looked up into the stands to see if I saw anyone from school I recognized. To my relief I didn't see anyone, but it looked like the crowd was nothing but women, most of them older, but some college age.

"Keili is a 5'10 triathlon star! She's a junior and has a 2-0 record at the fight club, with hopes of finishing her career a perfect 4-0!"

Now I knew her name. Keili. I looked up at her again and she was still staring me down. No longer was she laughing and smiling at me like before. Instead, she had a look in her eyes of pure hatred and violence. I immediately put my head back down. What am I doing here...

"Her opponent, Victoria is a 5'2 gymnast, this will be her debut at the fight club as a junior!"

I could audibly hear people in the stands laugh as I was being introduced. Only adding to my fear of impending doom.

"What's a gymnast girl doing here?" I heard one girl in the stands say, laughing.

"She's going to get fucked up!" A middle aged woman yelled.

I wanted to disappear so badly.

The ref called us together and went over the rules. I kept my head down.

"Protect yourselves at all times, follow my commands at all times, and when you hear the bell, the round is over and stop fighting." The ref said to us.

"She won't be making it to the bell, don't worry." Keili taunted.

"Hey! Be nice!" The ref said, almost sounding like she was trying to hold back laughter herself.

I went over the only strategy I had in my head one last time before the fight began.

Keili was 8 inches taller than me, she had the reach advantage, but overall her frame was a bit skinny. I had to lunge at her and try to take her down. Then once I have her on the ground, maybe I can pull this off!

We walked back to our corners. It was imminent. I could hardly breathe, and my legs were still shaking. The adrenaline rush I hoped that would kick in and save me didn't arrive.

I looked up at Keili again, and she had the same nasty, horrible look in her eyes, and suddenly, the weirdest feeling ever took over my body. A feeling I'm not familiar with in the slightest, but it was so powerful I couldn't ignore it. It was a feeling of total fear that I have never experienced before in my life. I had no business being here, and I should of realized that along time ago.

As crazy as it sounds, for a split second, I actually considered just completely giving up and submitting to Keili right then and there to avoid potentially getting seriously hurt. I could tell she really wanted to hurt me.

But it was too late.

"ROUND ONE, FIGHT!" The ref announced.

I could see my life flash before my eyes as Keili charged right at me. In total fear and panic, I didn't know what to do other than put my hands up to my face to protect myself.

Keili showed me no mercy. She landed two vicious kicks to my legs that buckled my knees, then she landed two more powerful leg kicks to my stomach and I fell onto the floor to the roar of the crowd that was thirsting for violence.

Keili jumped on me and we started to wrestle on the mat. As terrified and in pain as I was, I gave it everything I had in my body to resist her. I tried to push her off me. But I couldn't. She was so strong. It was like trying to move a boulder.

"You're even weaker than I thought!" Keili said, laughing.

Like an expert she spun my body over and wrapped her long slender legs around me and pinned my arms behind my back, leaving me completely immobilised. I couldn't move my body at all, it was the most surreal feeling I have ever experienced.

"Are you scared?" She said, directly into my ear.

"Y-yes." I blurted out without thinking, being completely honest in a state of panic and embarrassment.

"I want you to give up, now. Tell the ref you submit and I won't hurt you, but you need to do it now. Or I'm going to really start making it hurt." She said.

I believed her. There was no other option to make. Scared of what she was capable of, and terrified that she could legitimately hurt my badly, I yelled out to the ref in a panic.

"I SUBMIT! I SUBMIT! I SUBMIT!"

The ref immediately jumped in and stopped the fight.

I continued to lay on my back on the mat and just looked up into the ceiling. I somehow was worse than I even imagined. This was probably the most embarrassing fight to ever take place in the history of this gym. I could hear people in the gym laugh at me. I was completely red-faced and defeated. I closed my eyes and pretended I wasn't here, holding back tears.

"Come on wimp, get up."

I opened my eyes and Keili was standing over me, offering me her hand.

I took her hand and she helped me onto my feet. She put her arm around my shoulders and helped walk me out the octagon. Her sudden change in behavior only adding to the surrealness of the situation.

"I'm going to be honest, I feel embarrassed for you, you put up no fight at all, you looked so nervous, I felt bad. Are you okay?" She said, rubbing my shoulders.

"Y-yeah I'm f-fine... I think." I say, my face bright red in humiliation. People in the stands looked at me and laughed as I exited the octagon.

Outside of her leg kicks to my knees and stomach, which did hurt, I was completely fine. That could of gone so much worse, I considered myself lucky for escaping the octagon with only some bruises.

"Right this way ladies." Katy said. Ushering us to follow her, looking disappointed.

I was on the verge of crying and it was obvious on my face. Before this fight I really believed I was a strong and capable girl. After the fight, every shred of confidence in my body was destroyed.

"Listen. It's not a big deal. Every fight has a winner and loser. Everything is going to be fine. Okay? Don't sweat it." Keili said as she kept her arm around me and continued to rub my shoulders as we walked to the gym office.

I didn't know what to say so I stayed quiet. It really did feel like she legitimately felt sorry for me, which was weird to me, considering the way she bullied and intimidated me before the fight. As strange as it sounded, her good sportsmanship did make me feel a little better after the way she dominated and humiliated me inside the octagon.

I started to feel a little bit more composed as reality started to set in on me. It all happened so fast. In the biggest moment I froze. I now accepted that I had to suffer the consequences of my failure.

We walked into the office, Katy took a seat behind the desk as Keili and I sat in the two chairs infront of the desk. I was just glad that this was almost over.

Katy looked at me. I could tell she felt embarrassed for me. It was clear I didn't belong here.

"Well, let's look on the bright side. You probably took less punishment than the other four girls who lost. So there's that." Katy said with a snicker.

"Oh believe me, I could of really hurt this girl. She looked like a deer in headlights in there. I had her wrapped up, but I gave her a small moment to submit, to show mercy, and she accepted." Keili said triumphantly.

"That was very sweet of you Keili, alot of the other girls in this competition wouldn't have shown as much restraint as you did. I think you should thank her, Victoria." Katy suggested.

"Uhm... t-thank you Keili." I said awkwardly, keeping my head down.

"Look at her and say it Victoria." Katy said, talking to me like I was child, just adding to my embarrassment.

I put my head up and forced myself to make eye contact with Keili for the first time. She had bright blue eyes and a smile on her face as she looked at me, and she suddenly didn't seem so scary and intimidating.

"Thank you, Keili." I said, full of shame.

"It's okay." She replied, sounding sincere.

"Well Keili, congratulations on your third victory at the fight club. Three straight years, three dominant performances. As you know, as the winner, you can select your prize. So well, what would you like? Do you want the money, or the girl?" Katy asked.

"You know I don't need money Katy!" Keili said with a laugh. "Give me the girl."

Katy gave me a look up and down and then smirked.

"That's a smart choice." She replied.

"I'm excited. I work and trained hard for this fight. I deserve my reward." Keili said.

"Ofcourse Keili, I am confident Victoria is going to abide by the contract she signed. If she doesn't, just let us know and the gym has ways to handle that situation. But I don't think that's going to be an issue. You and Victoria are going to get along just fine. I really liked the way you consoled her after the fight, very sweet of you. Victoria has nothing to worry about." Katy said, leaning back in her chair with a smile.

I stayed completely silent as Keili and Katy continued to talk about me like I wasn't sitting in the room with them. I felt like a little child in a room of adults. I felt so weak and small.

"Let's set a schedule for you two. Keili, when would you like Victoria to come over and serve you?" Katy asked while typing something up on her computer sitting on her desk.

"I'm free on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I want her coming over to my place at 5PM and leaving at 10PM." Keili said, suddenly sounding a bit more authoritarian in her voice.

"Alright. Sounds wonderful. Victoria, does that work for you?" Katy asked me.

"I... uhm... y-yeah." I answered, agreeing to give up fifteen valuable hours of the week away without any choice.

"Ugh, beautiful. Fight club has helped foster so much beautiful friendships between girls, I hope you two get along." Katy said. I had no idea what she meant by any of that, but I wasn't about to ask too many questions. I really just wanted to go home and jump into bed and pretend this never happened.

Keili looked at me and let out a slight giggle.

"I'll take good care of her." She said.

"Also, one last thing Victoria, and please take this to heart, if you ever want to sign up to Fight Club again, can you please, uhm, train a little harder? We really do want to have competitive fights here." Katy said, causing Keili to burst out laughing.

"Oh, uhm.. yeah. For sure." I said embarrassed.

"Thank you so much Katy. I'll be back next year to and hopefully finish my college career undefeated." Keili said, getting up from her chair.

She then looked at me and just smiled.

"Don't get too down on yourself, okay?" She said to me, still looking at me with pity.

"I'll get over it." I say, in a quiet voice, still visibly upset.

"Good. I don't want to see you pouting when you come over to my place to serve me. I expect you to be in a good mood, well dressed, smelling nice and eager to do your job. Because if you come over all mopey, it'll just kill the vibe. Got it?" Keili said, sounding serious again/

"Oh yeah, yeah I get it." I say, completely startled by her sudden change in attitude.

"Goodbye now. I'll be seeing you tomorrow at my place, 5PM sharp, don't be late. And thank you for running this great event Katy. You are the real MVP." Keili said.

"No problem Keili, you are one of our best competitors that St. May's has seen in awhile. A wonderfully skilled fighter, it's a bit of a shame you didn't get any real competition this year, but next year I'll match you up against someone that knows how to actually fight."

Both women laughed. Keili gave Katy a big hug, she walked over to me and gave my shoulder one last slight rub and smiled at me, before walking out the door. Leaving just me and Katy.

There was an awkward silence before I finally found the courage to speak.

"Uhm... I have a question." I said in a soft, pathetic voice.

"I might have an answer." Katy said, typing on the computer again.

"Okay so like... what am I going to be doing exactly for Keili? I'm just a little confused, that's all." I asked apprehensively.

She looked at me almost annoyed that I would even ask such a question.

"You'll be doing whatever she tells you to do. I'll leave it at that. At fight club, losing has consequences, you signed the contract, you read the rules, and read and what happens to the girls that lose, and you signed up anyways, correct? The fact that you are undersized, didn't train and showed up and got submitted with ease is not of my concern. You lost. She could of taken the money, but she'd rather have you serve her, you know, help her out. Make her life easier. She earned that. It'll be good character building for you. Maybe Keili's greatness can rub off on you in some way. Who knows." She said, turning back to her computer.

I sat there quietly, trying to soak in everything she just said. I still had no idea what I would be doing for Keili.

"Can I just... can I just pay her the money... I have it on me right now, would that be okay?" I asked hesitantly.

"NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT! THE WINNER DECIDES WHAT SHE WANTS!"

Katy was suddenly yelling, this older woman who had been nothing but sweet all day now looked enraged, and it scared the shit out of me. It really felt like everyone in this gym was crazy in one way or another.

"Don't even think about trying to back out of your contract you signed to be part of our beautiful yearly event. I swear on everything, you are going to regret it more than anything in your life. Keili worked so hard for this fight and she deserves her reward, which is your servitude. It's a life lesson for you. Losers serve winners. It's been going on in this world since humanity started. Now deal with it." She finished with a nasty spite in her voice. How could this be the same person from earlier?

"Yes ma'am." Was all I could think to say.

"Good girl. Sorry for yelling, but we take this very seriously here. Aslong as you do what Keili says, I have no doubt that she is going to treat you very well. I know Keili, she's a great person, and a real sweetheart, however, you do NOT want to get on her bad side. So just do what she says, and everything is going to be just fine between you two." Katy said, looking very serious.

"I understand, miss." I say. I was so ready to leave already. This was all so crazy to me.

"She's going to text you tomorrow, if I were you, I'd keep my phone with me at all times and respond very quickly to her. Just a heads up."

"Got it." I said, starting to get annoyed at all these weird ominous warnings. I just wanted to go home and go to bed and forget this day ever happened.

I walked out the office, headed into the locker room, collected my things, and left that horrible, cursed gym. I never wanted to return ever again.

I walked into my apartment and didn't even bother to change any of my clothes before I hopped into my bed and closed my eyes. I was exhausted, humiliated, and more so than anything, completely defeated. I quickly drifted off into sleep, bringing an end to one of the worst days in my life.

***** VICTORIA'S DREAM *****

"Get off me! I said I submit! I submit! You win!"

"Nope! Keep fighting!" The referee said laughing.

"MORE! MORE! MORE!" The massive crowd of thousands cheered. "WE WANT MORE"

"Did you hear that. They want more. You haven't been humiliated enough!" Keili said.

"Please stop!" I said, crying profusely.

Keili flipped me over onto my stomach and pulled my shorts and panties down and off my body and threw them into the crowd, to massive cheers from the crowd.

I was now naked from the waist down infront of the entire building. I started to cry.

"You know what happens to weak little girls when they try to mess with big strong girls?" Keili asked.

"THEY GET BEAT UP... AND SPANKED!" She yelled. The crowd went wild.

"Spank her cute little ass nice and good Keili!" Katy, the owner of the gym yelled out, as she walked into the octagon.

Keili kneeled down and sat on my back. She grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands real tight, then she lifted her hands in the air and began spanking me, hard!

"YESSS!!!" The crowd cheered.

"That's what she deserves for being so fucking pathetic." The ref said.

"Keili please... please stop Keili... don't hurt me!" I pleaded.

I tried to get up and run away but I couldn't move under Keili's body weight on my back.

She spanked me again as the crowd cheered louder and louder.

My ass was now bright red from the spankings, and I was crying profusely. Keili ignoring all my desperate pleas for her to stop.

"That's a hotly spanked ass! Yummy! Go show the crowd!" Katy instructed.

"Good idea!" Keili said, as she got up from off my back, rolled me over again onto my back and swooped down and picked me up and threw me over her shoulders. She then carried me out the octagon.

I felt like I was a little child being carried by her mommy. She headed towards the stands, full of thousands of people. It was so embarrassing. I closed my eyes as the cheers of the crowds got closer and closer.

"Look at her spanked ass! This is what happens to losers!" Keili said to the crowd.

People in the stands started to mock me.

"Look how red her ass is!"

"Haha! What a loser!"

"Loooooooser!"

"You're an embarrassment!"

Tears fell down my face at a rapid pace.

"Victoria! What happened? I thought you were strong?"

I opened my eyes to see my best friend from high school, Kate, looking at me with concern.

Keili stopped, and looked at Kate and told her, "She's not strong, she's a weak little bitch, and now she's my slave. Hahaha!"

"Victoria, I wish I could save you, but... that girl is just too strong! You shouldn't have tried to fight her!" Kate said, almost crying herself.

Keili continued to parade me around the raucous crowd, some of them even reaching out and spanking me themselves.

The taunting only got worse.

"I'm sorry!" I said, crying profusely.

"I'm so sorry! Please forgive me! I'm sorry!"

The laughter from the crowd got louder and louder and louder until everything just went dark.

***** END OF VICTORIA'S DREAM *****

"Oh my god, what the fuck was that nightmare." I said, as the 7am alarm on my phone woke me up. The dream was so intense and realistic I was literally sweating.

"Oh please lord, give me the strength to get through this day!" I pleaded. I knew it was going to be rough today.

I knew that I was expected to have to show up at Keili's place at 5PM. I was already nervous just thinking about it. I had no idea what would happen, what should we do to me.

I really didn't know anything about Keili. She was an extreme, taunting bully at first, then she turned into a monster inside the octagon, then after she soundly dominated me it almost seemed like she was nice. Her range of personality was startling. All in all, she still really intimidated me, and I was not looking forward to this weird servitude thing I was going to have to do.

The day went on just as a monday at St. May's normally goes, I went to all my classes, talked to my friends at lunch, and overall just pretended that yesterday didn't happen.

However, that was nearly impossible, I kept replaying the fight in my head over and over. Everytime I walked on campus and passed by anyone I wondered if they were one of the girls in the stands that saw me get my ass whooped by Keili. Every tall brunette girl that I passed I thought was Keili, the anxiety was building and building.

I had my phone by me at all times, anticipating a text from Keili. It was getting late, closer and closer to 5PM, when I'd be expected to show up.

At approximately 3:35PM, the first text finally arrived. I had just gotten home from my final class of the day and sat on the bed. I instantly felt my whole body shake.

"Hello Victoria. Are you there? Respond to me as soon as you see this text."

Oh god. Here we go...

"oh hey Keili. I'm here. Just got back from classes."

"Super quick response. I like that alot. Keep it up. You're going to show up at my place at 5PM, right? There won't be any issues?"

"oh yeah, won't be an issue"

Keili then texted me the address to her off-campus house. About 10 minutes away from where I was living.

"Stand by real quick. I'm going to text you instructions on how I expect you to act upon arriving at my house. A sort of test of how well you can follow directions."

I genuinely had no idea what she was talking about, but it sounded... odd. It gave me bad feelings in my stomach. I saw that she typing something, and by how long it was taking it seemed she typing up a novel. It was nerve-racking.

"First of all I just want to say I'm glad you are okay from our "fight", secondly, I want you to be in a good mood when you show up to my place. No pouting. No pityparty bullshit. I want you in a good mood. I also want you to dress up nice and cute for me. Don't just show up wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants. Look fucking good for me. Show up right at 5PM, even one minute late is going to get you in trouble, so don't do that. The front door is going to be unlocked, so you can walk right in. I'll be standing in the living room waiting for you. The second you enter my house, you are to get on your hands and knees and crawl over to my feet. You are then going to plant three kisses on each foot. You are then going to look up at me, and beg to serve me, and say it like you mean it. After that, we'll go over the rules and regulations on how I expect you to serve me, and then once that is all done, I'll let you go home early. Once you have completely read this text and understand everything, immediately text me back 'Yes Keili, I understand everything, and I look forward to serving you.' The quicker you respond, the better."

My eyes almost popped out my fucking head reading this. My heart was pounding, and my knees felt weak, it was like I was just teleported back into the octagon with her. I began to tremble. All the fake nice stuff after the fight really was all an act. This girl was truly a domineering control freak.

I thought about just blocking her phone number as I re-read her text for a second time. Then I remember Katy, the owner of the gym, and the long winded speech she gave me about following through with the fight club contract I signed, and how the entire gym would be after me if I backed out.

I fucking panicked at the thought of that. With my hands still trembling, I began to type back to Keili.

"Yes Keili, I understand everything, and I look forward to serving you." I replied back, in under 2 minutes.

I dropped my phone on the bed at the disbelief of what was happening and what I had just read, and agreed to. I tried to compose myself and my breathing, but then I heard my phone ring again, another text.

"That's a good little girl, I'm glad to see that you are so excited to serve me, that's excellent. See you at 5PM. Don't be fucking late. Or I swear to god you are going to regret. Remember to dress nicely for me. Buh-bye."

This is going to be a nightmare. I put my head into my pillow and just closed my eyes. Why did I deserve this fate? Why?

***** AT KEILI'S HOUSE *****

I double checked the time. 4:55 PM, as I turned down the road to where her house was. I would be early and ready.

I pulled into her gravel driveway, parked and turned off my car and just waited, so I could walk in right at 5PM, and perform what she had asked in the text.

I re-read the texts again to make sure I had everything right. She told me to dress cute for her, which I did. I was wearing a white lululemon mini skirt, and a tight white cami top that showcased my small but shapely cleavage better than any other top I had. This was something I'd usually only wear to a party or dance concert. But this was what she wanted, for whatever reason.

The text then read that her front door would be unlocked, and that I instantly had to get on my hands and knees upon entering her house and crawl over to her... and then... I had to kiss her fucking feet. How degrading. Would it really make her feel good to see me bow down and kiss her feet? For what? Why does she want this? I couldn't understand it, but then again, I wasn't crazy like it seemed Keili was.

Then I remembered the words of what Katy said ring through my head.

"Just do what she says, and everything is going to be just fine between you two."

I prayed that she was right. I didn't want any problems with Keili. She is tall, strong and ruthless. She has an aura about her that just reeks dominance. She fucking terrified me, and the idea of upsetting her made my knees feel weak. I wasn't about to get on her bad side.

I checked my phone again. 4:59 PM. It was time to go. I took the biggest deep breath of my life, got out of my car, and walked up to her door. My life was really about to change forever.

"Well, here goes nothing..." I say to myself. My hands still shaking as I reach for and open the door, which was unlocked, just as the text said it would be.

I entered her house and shut the door.

There she was. The girl who destroyed me physically and mentally without breaking a sweat. She was standing prominently at the center of the living room. Wearing a St. May's school shirt, with short white gym shorts that barely covered her long, strong, athletic legs.

"Hello little girl. Right on time. Good job. Keep it up." She said in a patronizing tone, her arms folded, a serious look on her face.

I didn't respond back to her. I was still trembling as I lowered myself onto my hands and knees and began the surprisingly long, humiliating crawl over to where she was standing, keeping my head down the entire time. The crawl felt so degrading and the wooden floor didn't feel good on my knees.

I finally arrived at her bare feet. I looked at them for a split second before I closed my eyes and did what was expected. I put my head down and pressed my lips against her right foot. A powerful sensation of total defeat and submission swept across my body as I kissed her foot.

I kissed her feet over and over. Six on each foot. Giving her twice more than she asked in a pathetic attempt to impress her. It really felt weird having to do that, and I still couldn't understand why she wanted this.

I slowly raise my head up to her, still kneeling before her. She was looking down at me, her arms crossed, with a satisfied, cocky, smug smile on her face. I took a deep breath and cleared my throat.

"Keili... p-please, let me serve you, in any way you seem fit. It's what I'm here for. Please Keili..." I say. I have never felt more pathetic in my entire life.

It was clear that she greatly enjoyed seeing me like this, kneeling before her, and making me say these things. She really was a domineering bully. The way she looked down on me made me feel like I was nothing. I hated every second of this. She was loving it.

It was blatantly obvious that I was scared of her, she clearly could see that, but there was no sympathy to be found on her face. It was like she got some sort of sick thrill out of intimidating me.

"Well, it seems like you can follow instructions better than you can fight, so that's good." She said, laughing to herself.

"Oh uhm... thanks." I say with an awkward laugh, trying to ease the tension in the room. I was still on edge around her.

"I just love your outfit too. You look so different than you did yesterday at the gym, when you were acting like a fake tough girl dressed up as a fighter. This is how you should be dressed at all times, always looking very cute and extra feminine for me. You just look... so adorable. I need to get a pic." She said, as she pulled out her phone from her pocket.

I sat there motionless and in shock as I watched Keili put her phone over my head and take pictures of me like this, as I kneeled before her.

It felt seriously wrong what she was doing, taking pictures of me like this. There was no telling what she would do with them, and the feeling of her permanently having a picture of me like this, in this state, kneeling before her, was extremely disturbing. But despite all of that, I didn't dare say a single word to her. I stayed put.

"Mhmmm, these pics look just wonderful, you are very pretty, Victoria." Keili said, looking at her phone.

"Oh... thank you." I say, my voice shaky.

"Don't move, I need to go get something." Keili said, as she turned around and walked into another room.

I sat completely still and waited for her, becoming increasingly anxious at what she could do. I just wanted to leave already, but I knew that would cause a world of trouble for me.

Keili returned, holding a bunch of papers stapled together, and sat down on the couch just a couple of feet to my left from where I was kneeling.

She patted her hand on a spot of the couch directly next to her.

"Come here little one, come take a seat, we need to go over this." Keili said invitingly.

I quickly got up, even as my knees were still weak and shaking, and sat down on the couch, a little bit further away than where she was patting.

"No, over here. Scoot in." She said, as she wrapped her arm around my waist and forcibly moved me closer to her, until I was sitting directly next to her, with our shoulders and legs touching.

I felt so uncomfortable. She put her arm around my shoulder like she did yesterday and smiled at me.

"Let's go over this real quick. It shouldn't take long, then after that, you are free to go sweetie. I actually need to head to the gym anyways." She said as she handed me the papers.

The front page read in big bold leaders "Servant Schedule". I scanned through all of it real quick, it looked like something she had typed up on Microsoft Word with minimal effort.

"The papers are yours. I want you to read it. Out loud. So I know you understand." Keili said, as she continued to rub my shoulder and down my arm.

I cleared my throat and tried my best to find my voice. I began to read the first page word by word.

"Schedule: Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, 5 to 10 PM, if I am late, even by just 1 minute, Keili has the right to punish me however she sees fit. I'm expected to always dress up nice and cute for Keili whenever I come over to serve her. Whenever I enter her house, I am going to immediately get on my hands and knees and crawl over to Keili and kiss her feet, 3 on each foot, then look up and ask her for permission to serve her. I am always going to be in a good mood when serving Keili, and I am always going to do what Keili tells me to do without any hesitations whatsoever. I understand that refusing any request from Keili, no matter what it is, can result in me being punished." I read out loud, my voice visibly quivering and weak.

It was absolutely surreal to have to read that outloud, it didn't even set in the magnitude of what I was saying.

"Keep going." Keili said, an excitement in her voice.

I turned the page and continued on reading.

"How I'll be serving: I'm going to be Keili's maid, cleaning up her house, and doing her laundry, I'll be her waitress, serving her food and drinks whenever she need, I'll be her masseuse, giving her much needed massages for her sore body and feet after her races, and last but not least, I'll be her pleasure giver, giving her a much needed stress relief whenever she asks for it. I'll be running errands for her, cleaning her car, her shoes. I am going to do everything for Keili to make her life easier. Keili's happiness is my happiness."

This was somehow even more crazy than I expected. The anxiety I was feeling was increasing with every sentence I read.

"Turn the page. Last one. Keep it up. You're doing a great job." Keili said, as she began to pat me on the head like I was a dog.

I turned the page and kept on going, what other choice did I have?

The title of the last page simply read, "PUNISHMENT".

"I am always, at all times going to show nothing but the utmost respect to Keili, whom I serve loyally. However, If I ever talk back to her, disobey her commands, show up late, Keili is going to punish me like I deserve, no questions asked. These punishments include Keili washing out my mouth with a bar of soap, being placed in timeout, having my bare bottom spanked, and the worse punishment of all, the whip."

My entire body shook just at the idea of her doing any of that to me, and I had a sick feeling in my stomach that she wanted to. There was more text at the bottom of the page, so I kept on reading.

"Finally, I accept that my servitude to Keili lasts until the end of the academic school year, as indicated in the fight club contract that I signed. I understand that I can NOT buy my way out of this, and that if I even bring it I am going to be punished. I understand that If I try in any way to back out of my agreement, that the entire fight club is going to come after me and make my life a living hell. The best option for me, is to serve Keili loyally, to avoid that from happening. Aslong as I serve Keili, she is going to keep me safe from any repercussions from the fight club."

The fear in my voice was palpable. Keili was turning out to be scarier than I ever imagined. She really wanted to fully control me, and in this moment, I felt helpless to resist her.

"Do you understand now, what I expect from you?" Keili said in a surprisingly mild tone, as she rubbed her hand all the way up my arm, onto my shoulder, and then brushed my hair back behind my ears.

"Y-yes Keili... I understand now." I say, feeling like I was going to cry again.

Keili leaned forward and planted a small kiss on my forehead.

"I'm so glad to hear you say that. I promise you, aslong as you serve me well, I'm going to take great care of you, and you are going to have nothing to worry about. However, if you act up, things could get ugly, so just be smart, okay?" Keili said as she continued to brush my hair.

"Y-yes, Keili. There won't be any p-problems." I say, feeling completely dead and defeated. I just agreed to basically hand over my life to her, and I felt as if I had no say in the matter.

"This has all gone so well. I am so proud of you." She said sincerely. I could tell she was loving every second of this.

"I'm going to show you something. Just so you can fully understand what happens when a girl tries to break agreements and challenge my authority. You can learn from her mistake, so you don't follow in her footsteps." Keili said as she took out her phone.

"This is Sofia. I defeated her easily in last year's fight club challenge." Keili said, showing me a picture of the girl. The picture showed what looked like a fit, slender, olive skinned girl on her knees, with a sad look on her face, giving a foot massage to Keili.

"She was the senior captain of the water polo team here at St. May's. After I beat her, I choose her as my reward instead of the cash prize. At the beginning she was a good and loyal servant. She did everything I told her to do without hesitation. But eventually, she grew tired and tried to resist my authority. Let's just say... it didn't end well for her. Take a look at this."

Keili then showed me a video, it was the same girl from the other picture, but this time she was completely naked except for a pair of socks on her feet, crying while on her hands and knees, begging Keili for forgiveness. She looked roughed up as if she had just lost a fight, and had the word "SLAVE" written on her forehead in black marker. The whole time Keili could be heard laughing while the poor girl begged and cried her eyes out. I audibly gasped at what I was seeing. It was haunting.

"She tried to challenge me and break the fight club agreement, and well... just look what happened to her. I beat her again, easily, just as I did in the octagon. As punishment, I made her get completely naked and beg me for forgiveness. I didn't want to have to do that to her, but she challenged me." Keili said, a sense of pride in her voice as she told me this.

"I would hate for that to happen to you, Victoria..." Keili said as she put her phone away and gently touched my cheek and tilted my head sideways to force eye contact with me.

"Would you like to see more? I have many more pictures and videos I can show you of poor Sofia..." Keili said, extremely proud of herself.

"N-no th-that's okay, I-I understand." I blurt out.

I was completely mortified by what I had just seen. I was just mere inches away from her now as I looked directly at her. Keili had a pretty face, and beautiful bright blue eyes, but underneath all of that was a girl with very sinister intentions and a total desire for complete domination. She absolutely terrified me.

I was literally at a loss for words, I didn't know what to say. There was a prolonged period where we were just staring into each others eyes. She could tell I was horrified but what I had just seen, and she loved it.

"I think you are going to make a very good servant. I have high hopes for you. I'm already looking forward to the relationship we are going to share together." She said smiling, as we both continued to look deeply into each other's eyes.

"That's all I had planned for today. You did very good. I need to head out to the gym now, so you are free to go home. I'll see you back here on Wednesday, 5PM sharp, you are going to be performing maid service, and I have a little outfit for you to wear. Come on, let's go." Keili said as she swiftly got up from the couch, turned around and offered her hand to me.

I took her hand and she helped me up off the couch. I could barely stand because my knees were still shaking. I was still visibly shook from all of this.

Keili held my hand tightly and walked me out the door.

"Wednesday, 5PM, show up on time and in a good mood. Understood?"

"Yes, Keili." I said, as I walked to my car.

I quickly hopped into my car and made my way home. I literally almost got into an accident from being so distracted by what just occured.

As soon as I got home I immediately hopped into my bed. I tried my best to soak in everything that just happened. But it was too much to handle.

For all intents and purposes, Keili owned me now, and she was proud of it. The thought of it made me feel so hopeless and weak.

I thought of ways of how to get out of this, but who was I kidding. I had no courage left in my body. No bravery to stand up on her. I knew damn well, that I was going to show up at her house again in two days.

As pathetic and crazy as it sounded, the thoughts of trying to resist Keili caused me more anxiety than the thoughts of completely submitting to her. It made no sense, but then again, nothing about this situation made any sense, and I was so physically and mentally exhausted.

I closed my eyes tightly and drifted off into sleep, even more defeated and broken as I did the night before.

***** WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON *****

I pulled into Keili's driveway right at 4:57 PM. It was a bit later than I would have liked, but there was more traffic today than usual, but I still managed to get to her house at a safe time. I waited two more minutes until it was 4:59 PM before walking out the car and up her driveway, so I could walk into her house exactly at 5PM.

I was just wearing a regular tank top with sweatpants, as Keili assured me that she had a special outfit planned for me to wear, making dressing up "all nice and cute" unnecessary for today.

I opened the door to her home at exactly 5PM and immediately saw Keili standing in the same spot from Monday. I didn't feel quite the overwhelming fear that I did upon seeing her like I did before, but there was still an instant intimidation that jolted throughout my body that made me feel weak.

Still, going through with this and "serving" her made me feel less afraid than outright defying her along with the entire gym that runs the fight club. I felt like I had no good options. But making Keili my enemy was more scary to me than anything on earth.

Keili had a serious look on her face, with her arms folded as she stared me down.

I quickly dropped down to the floor and crawled over to her, as was expected.

Without having to be reminded, I lowered my head to her feet and planted five kisses on each foot, this time with longer and more enthusiastic kisses than before to try to impress her and potentially lessen any bad intentions she might have.

I then look up to her and deliver the speech she is waiting for.

"Keili, please let me serve you, I've been waiting all day, please Keili." I say. I cringed as I said it but I sounded more convincing than ever.

I watched as the serious, intimidating, mean look on her face change to a sly, smug smile, completely satisfied with my obedience.

"Great attitude today little one. I'm very pleased." Keili said.

As strangely as it sounded, hearing her say that actually made me feel kind of good.

"You have alot of work to get to today. I want my entire place cleaned. That includes vacuuming, dusting, washing dishes, making my bed and doing laundry." Keili said harshly.

"And since you'll be doing maid duty today, I have a cute little maid out that I want you to wear."

Keili's entire face lit up as she said that, the excitement was obvious. She walked over to her bedroom, and came back out holding the skimpiest little halloween maid outfit I've ever seen and dropped it in my lap.

"Put it on. Now." She demanded, her tone a little scarier.

She made no indication that I was to get up and go to the bathroom to change, and I was too cowardly to even ask. So I started to change right there.

I took off my socks and shoes, then slid off my sweatpants, leaving me in just my white cotton thong panties from my waist down. I quickly took off my tank top then threw on the maid outfit over my head and pushed it down as far as it would go. Keili stood over me and watched the entire time.

I tried again to push the outfit down further, but to no avail, it was simply designed to be this short. It literally did not even cover all of my panties in the front and in the back half my ass was sticking out in this thing. I couldn't imagine having to spend hours cleaning in this thing.

"Awwhhh, don't you just look adorable in your cute little french maid outfit?" Keili joked.

"I think we need to snap a picture of this!" Keili said.

I felt my heart drop as I looked up at her and saw her holding her phone over my head, taking pictures. But what was I suppose to do? Stop her? I didn't dare do anything but stay still.

Keili began to laugh to herself as she looked over the photos she just took on her phone. The idea of these pictures of me in this humiliating costume belonging to her forever just made me feel even more defeated, and owned by her.

"Come on cutie, let's put you to work." She said, offering her hand. I grabbed it and she helped me to my feet.

We walked together to her bedroom. It was a mess in here, clothes all over the room, messy bed, carpet was dirty. This was going to be a chore.

"Clean it all up. Vacuum, bed, laundry. Everything. I want it spotless. I know you'll do a great job sweetie, just take your time." Keili said.

She gave me a little side hug and walked out the room, leaving me all alone.

The one positive from all this is was I actually didn't mind cleaning, I've always kept my living spaces nice and tidy and I viewed it as a nice little workout.

I took a deep sigh, accepting my fate, and then I just... got to cleaning.

For the next solid hour I did literally everything she asked, and I put full effort into it. I didn't want to admit it, but there was a strange part of me that wanted to do a good job for Keili, and impress her.

I looked around the room and admired my hard work. Carpet was vacuumed, bed was made up nice and tidy, I dusted everything, had all her dirty clothes all folded up ready to wash. I legitimately felt proud of myself.

I slowly walked out the room and saw Keili sitting on the couch, watching a show on Netflix. She saw me out the corner of her eye and turned to face me.

"All done?" She asked. Her eyes drifted lower down my body to my exposed panties and she smirked.

"Yes, Keili." I answered softly, still embarrassed to be dressed like this infront of her.

Keili got up and walked over to me, with a look of supreme confidence that she always seemed to have. As usual it made my knees feel weak. I started to wonder what she would do to me if she wasn't proud of the job I did.

I held my breath as she inspected everything. It was hard to read her body language and facial expressions, which made me nervous.

She then turned her head and looked at me, before walking over and towering over me. It was as if she was trying to be as dramatic as possible to increase my anxiety, and it worked, I felt like I was going to pass out from the anticipation.

"Hey! Relax! You did a great job!" She said, laughing.

"Thank you." I said, forcing a smile and sighing heavily.

"Alright, next up is the living room, you won't have to vacuum since it's wooden flooring, so you can use this little broom and dustpan, and I need you to wipe the tables and surfaces. Now get to it, and try not to be too loud about it either. I'm watching my show." Keili said, heading back to the couch.

Unlike the bedroom, where I had total privacy to clean, I would have to be cleaning the entire living room while Keili sat just feet away from me, all in this humiliating outfit that I hated having to wear.

The whole time I cleaned the living room I tried my best to stay out of Keili's way, but it was near impossible since the living room was so small. I did my best to maneuver my body so my backside was never facing Keili, because it was so embarrassing the way my ass was hanging out in this skimpy maid outfit. I completely rushed through cleaning the living room as fast as I could, the feeling of knowing Keili had her eyes all over me made me want to hurry up and get this over with.

I finished sweeping and dusting the final part of the living room that was furthest away from Keili. I felt hesitant. I realistically did a good enough job to satisfy most normal people, but Keili wasn't normal, and I hated having to clean infront of her in this outfit.

I slowly made the short walk over to Keili and sort of waved at her to get her attention.

"All finished?" she asked.

"Y-yeah." I replied, with absolutely zero confidence.

Keili got up and started to look around, checking everything. The look on her face made me nervous.

"You did a pretty okay job. It looks nice and clean." She said, looking like she was holding back laughter.

A breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"But... you forgot to clean the television stand. That's strike one." She said matter of factly.

I stood there in stunned silence.

"Go finish the job! What are you waiting for?" Keili yelped out, sounding increasingly annoyed.

"O-oh, uhm y-yes Keili, sorry." I say flustered.

I somehow did completely miss it, and worst of all, it would be directly infront of Keili. I gritted my teeth and told myself to just get it over with.

I grabbed the windex and cloth and walked over the television stand, which had three shelves that were all empty and clear. There was no other way to clean the bottom shelves without having to get down low on my knees and bend over. I literally could not have been in a more revealing position, with my entire bare ass in the air, but I didn't try to rush it at all, infact I did the opposite, I did an as thorough job as possible, making sure there was no way she could complain.

For about five minutes I was on my hands and knees just scrubbing the television stand surface over and over and over. I looked up and saw Keili's reflection on the television when the screen went black for a brief period. She once again had her phone out recording me, only adding to her personal collection of my humiliation.

"I'm finished now, Keili." I said, turning around, keeping my head down.

"Excellent. You're doing a good job so far, but when I tell you to clean everything, I mean it!" She said, talking to me like an adult would talk to a small child.

"Now go clean the kitchen, and while you're at it, go pour me a nice cold glass of lemonade." She said, that smug smile returning to her face.

"Yes Keili, right away." I say getting to my feet and walking to the kitchen with my head down.

The kitchen was a total mess like the bedroom. Dishes were piled up in the sink, old food was laying out on the counter, trash on the floor.

But before I focused on any of that I poured a glass of lemonade for Keili and walked it over to her as quickly as possible, trying to impress her.

"Here is your lemonade, Keili." I say, handing her the glass.

Keili took the glass without saying anything and just stared at it, no emotion in her face. She then turned and looked at me. My heart almost stopped beating.

"Strike two." She said, a nastiness in her tone.

I was dumbstruck. I stood there just staring at her like an idiot with my mouth open.

"Did I not ask for a COLD glass of lemonade? I didn't stutter when I said that did I? There is literally no ice in here. Seriously how fucking hard is it to add ice to a drink? Go back and do it right! You were doing good earlier but now you're really starting to piss me off. If you mess up one more time, you're getting punished." Keili said, pointing and ushering me back to the kitchen.

I was trembling as I got back to the kitchen, I couldn't believe I had messed up again so shortly after my last error. The stress, the pressure, it was all starting to get to me. It was unbelievable to watch how angry Keili could get over something so truly minor, like forgetting to add ice to a drink.

Her words echoed throughout my head as I added ice to her lemonade. One more mess up and I would get punished? How? I didn't want to find out. I realized from here on out I had to be perfect for her if she was going to pick on me for every small mistake.

"Here Keili, I'm t-truly s-sorry about the ice." I say to her as I hand her the drink.

She looked unsympathetic as she grabbed it out of my hand and took a sip without even looking at me.

"Get back to work." She said harshly.

"Yes, Keili." I said heading back to the kitchen.

For the next solid hour I made sure everything in the kitchen was completely spotless. All the dishes had been cleaned, I mopped the floor, dusted everything, wiped the counters clean multiple times. Even as my arms and legs started to get tired as I neared three hours of cleaning, I remained focused to do a perfect job.

I took multiple deep breaths to try to compose myself before making the walk over to Keili, who was still sitting on the couch watching TV, looking as relaxed and in control as ever.

I made the short, daunting walk from the kitchen to the couch where Keili was relaxing and presented myself to her, waiting for her to acknowledge me.

Keili turned her head and saw me, then took a moment to look me up and down. She began to smirk as I stood here awkwardly, in this embarrassing slutty maid outfit that she had me wearing.

"Did you clean up my kitchen like I told you to?" She asked.

"Yes, Keili. I did everything you asked." I said, sounding legitimately confident in my work.

"You better hope so." Keili said as she got up from off the couch.

Keili entered the kitchen as I trailed her, keeping my distance. She inspected everything, and from the look of it, she looked pleased. I started to feel good about myself.

Suddenly, I saw her entire demeanor change on a dime. Keili pointed to the floor and looked at me. My entire body instantly tensed up like I was back in the octagon.

"What's this?" She asked angrily.

I literally couldn't see anything so I moved close to inspect.

It looked like she was pointing to the tiniest spec of dust you could ever see, sitting at the edge of the tile floor next to the fridge. I honestly thought she was joking. But she wasn't.

"That's strike three." Keili said with no remorse.

"I-I uhm, I'm s-sory Keili..." I try to plead.

"Nope. Don't talk. Bad girls get punished and you've been bad. I was trying to be lenient with you, but you have messed up three times now, and I've had enough. It's time to teach you a lesson. Come on, let's go." Keili said as she roughly grabbed my arm and led me back into the living room.

Keili took a seat on the couch and turned off the TV and looked up at me, with a mixture of excitement and fury in her face, while I stood just feet away from her looking like a scared little girl.

"Do you remember what you read two days about punishment?" Keili asked, looking at me, an intensity in her eyes.

"Y-yeah I do." I said.

"Oh you do? Name the four types of punishment I dish out then." She asked.

Under all the stress and pressure I was feeling, my mind went blank. Even if I did just read it outloud two days ago, I just couldn't think. I just awkwardly stood there in silence.

"Let me help you out there, you seem to be really struggling right now. It was bar of soap in the mouth, bare bottom spankings, sitting in timeout... and the whip." Keili said, a wicked grin on her face.

"Guess which one you're about to get?" Keili asked barely able to contain her excitement.

"I... I u-uhm don't know K-Keili..." I stutter out in my saddest voice possible, trying to get some sympathy.

"Well let me tell you, when I was younger and didn't do what I was told, my mommy would always bend me over her knee, pull down my panties and spank my bare ass over and over, and it looks like I'm going to have to do the same to you in order to teach you a valuable lesson. I don't want you pout about it. Don't try to resist. It'll only make things worst. Just do it. Right now." Keili said in a cool, calm and controlled tone.

Through an overwhelming feeling of both fear and submission, I did exactly as Keili said. The thought of not doing what she said didn't even cross my mind for a second. I didn't pout or resist, I simply took a couple steps forward, got on the couch, and then positioned my body so my butt was directly over Keili's lap. I turned my head to the side and just closed my eyes, accepting my fate.

"There we go." Keili said, satisfied.

"Just one little problem though, I did say bare bottom spankings didn't I? These are going to have to go." Keili said, as I felt her large cold hands grasp the sides of my thong panties and slowly pry them down my legs and off my body. She then grabbed the lower section of the skimpy maid outfit I was wearing, which barely covered my ass to begin with, and pulled it further up my back. Leaving me completely naked from the waist down.

I felt my entire body completely jolt as Keili grasped my ass cheeks with her big strong hands.

"Here is how this is going to work." She announced.

"Everytime I spank you, I want you to say 'Thank you for spanking me Keili', and I want you to say it like you mean it. My mom made me always thank her after each set of spankings, you are going to be doing the same. Understand?" Keili said, as she started to rub her hands all over my ass.

"Yes Keili, I understand." I said, completely motionless.

"Very good. Just relax now. This is going to hurt a little bit, but remember, you brought this on yourself."

For the next solid minute, there was a total eerie silence in the room. I didn't move an inch as Keili played with and kneaded my ass cheeks. Almost like she was enjoying giving my butt a massage. The whole thing was extremely unsettling, but I didn't dare move or say a single word. The truth of the matter was she could touch or do anything to my body, and there was really nothing I could do about it. She was bigger and stronger than me, we were all alone in her house, and there was no one coming to save me. I was completely at her mercy. I was just praying to myself that she didn't spank me too hard.

Finally, the ass massage ended, and Keili lifted her right hand into the air.

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

Keili landed four hard smacks on my ass. I inadvertently let out a yelp at the quick, hard strikes. I gritted my teeth took some deep breaths before I remembered I was actually supposed to thank her for spanking me.

"T-thank you f-for the s-spanking Keili." I say as convincingly as I could.

"Awwhhh, you're very welcome little girl." She said as she began to rub my ass again, which actually helped ease the stinging pain by quite a bit.

"See, it's not so bad now is it?" Keili said, as she lifted her right hand back in the air and landed four more hard spankings on my ass.

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

I was able to brace myself this time and took the spankings better than before, but the stinging pain was still hard to handle.

"Thank you for the spankings, Keili." I said almost immediately this time.

"Again, you are very welcome, would you like some more?" She asked, enjoying herself.

"Y-yes please..." I say, telling Keili what she wanted to hear and knowing she was going to keep spanking me more regardless.

"Very well then, four more coming right up." Keili said, she lifted her right hand in the air and landed her hardest, most forceful spankings yet.

"Ahhhh!!! Owww!!" I yelp out, unable to contain the pain. Keili was really trying to make it hurt now. I could feel small tears building up in my eyes as I prayed this would be over soon.

"Forgetting something?" Keili asked.

"Oh uhm.. thank you Keili.. t-thank you so much for the spankings Keili." I spat out in a panic.

Keili began to chuckle like a maniac to herself, making it even more clear just how much she was enjoying this.

"Mhmmm, you really do have a cute butt." She said, as she ran her palms over my ass cheeks, which again helped relieve some of the pain.

"It's just perfect for spankings. I think you need..... SIX MORE HARD ONES!" She yelled out.

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

Keili unleashed her most violent spankings for last. It felt like my entire ass was on fire and burning, the pain was so intense.

"OWWWWWWWW!!!!" I yelled out. The pain, the humiliation, failure, defeat, it all overwhelmed me as I started to cry like a little baby.

"T-t-thank you Keili for the sp-spankings." I said, as tears fell down my face at a rapid pace.

"I think you've had enough for tonight, did you learn your lesson?" Keili asked.

"Y-yes I'm s-sorry. P-please f-forgive me." I said, still sobbing.

For whatever reason, crying infront of her, unable to control my emotions, felt more embarrassing than being half naked and getting my ass spanked. I felt completely broken down by her as I continued to sob uncontrollably, as if the small remaining amount of self worth and confidence I still had left had been crushed.

"Was this your first time being spanked? You didn't handle that very well." She asked.

"Y-y-yes K-Keili." I replied, the tears still flowing.

"Please stop crying, you're almost making me feel bad for punishing you. My mother use to spank me twice as hard as I just spanked you when I was little, and guess what? I never cried. Not once." Keili said, trying her best to sound sympathetic.

I continued to lay there sobbing for a solid minute as feelings of extreme self-loathing took over me. I wasn't even angry at Keili anymore. I was angry at myself, for being so pathetic. I started to feel like I deserved this, and that I was simply prey for girls like Keili.

Suddenly, Keili grabbed my stomach and carefully flipped me over onto my back.

"Look at me." Keili said, lifting my chin up with her fingers until our eyes met.

She had a look of total victory on her face with a wicked smile. It was almost as if she got a sadistic pleasure in seeing me cry. The longer that I looked deeply into her eyes, the more weak I felt.

"I'm sorry If I spanked you too hard, ok? But you need to learn this lesson early, if you don't do what I ask of you, then you leave me no choice but to punish you. I just need you to do a better job, especially when it comes to cleaning my place. Okay? Now stop crying. It's time to be a big girl." Keili said as she moved her hand up my face and wiped away some of my tears with her fingers.

"There we go... now don't you feel silly for crying like that?" She asked as I started to calm down.

"Yes Keili... I feel embarrassed for overreacting and... I'm sorry." I say pathetically.

"Apology accepted." She said crudely, as she started to move her hands and eyes lower down my body. She started to rub my shoulders, and my arms, and run her fingers down between my breasts and rub my stomach. Her hand got lower and lower, and for a split second, it looked like she was going to run her fingers down directly over my pussy. I could see was staring right at it.

Instead, she paused briefly, then moved her hand back up to my face and caressed my cheek.

"You've had a really long tough day haven't you Victoria? You look exhausted. How about I let you go home a little early so you can get some rest." She said, as she got up off the couch and pulled me up with her.

"Thank you Keili..." I said as she grabbed the top end of the maid outfit and pulled it over my head. Leaving me in just my bra.

Keili went and grabbed my clothes that she had put away and walked back over to me. She helped me put on my shirt, then kneeled down before me holding my sweatpants.

"Turn around." She demanded.

I did as she asked, my ass now right in her face.

"Awwhhh, it's not too bad, just a little red, that's all, it might be sore for tonight but by tomorrow you are going to be alright. I promise." Keili said.

She helped put my sweatpants on me, then went and grabbed my shoes by the door and handed them to me. I noticed that it appeared she wasn't going to give me back my panties, but I wouldn't dare even mention it. I stood still as she dressed me.

"Drive home safely please. I'll see you back here Friday, 5PM sharp, don't be late, understood?" Keili said as I put on my shoes.

"Yes Keili, ofcourse. I'll be right on time." I said, no emotion in my voice.

I walked out of her house like a zombie. Drove home like a zombie, and walked into my apartment and just collapsed onto my bed like a zombie.

There was simply nothing left inside me. I didn't try to overthink anything that happened. I didn't replay the events in my head. There was no point. I knew that in two days time, I would be right back at her house doing whatever she told me to do. I closed my eyes, completely exhausted, and drifted off into a much needed slumber away from this grim reality.

***** FRIDAY AFTERNOON *****

For the third time this week I pulled into Keili's driveway, turned off my car and just waited for the exact moment at 5PM to enter her home. As the clock hit 4:59PM, I got out of my car and walked up her steps to her house.

I was wearing just a casual t-shirt and sweatpants again since there was no need to dress up anymore. Keili said that I looked so cute in the maid outfit that it was now my permanent attire while at her house.

I took a deep breath and opened the door to her house. I didn't feel much of anything. I knew Keili was going to boss me around, there was no telling what could happen anytime I entered her home, but my one and only goal for today was not to mess up like last time and to not cry infront of her again.

As I walked in I saw Keili standing there waiting for me, as she always does. Today, she looked alot different. She was dressed really feminine, she had on a short green dress, she was actually wearing makeup, her long brunette hair was flowing freely. Seeing her dressed like this just made her feel less scary and intimidating, and I felt a bit more at ease.

I still however, wasn't about to try her in anyway whatsoever. So I got down on my hands and knees, and proceeded to crawl over to her, as she expected me to do.

"This one first." She said, pointing down to her right foot.

I put my head down and kissed her right foot five times, before doing the same with her left foot.

"Can I please serve you tonight Keili?" I say looking up at her, almost surprising myself by how convincing I sounded.

Her face always lit up with an arrogant cocky smile everytime I had to do this routine.

"Ofcourse you may. But first you need to change. Hand me your clothes." She commanded.

I quickly took off my shoes, socks, sweatpants and t-shirt and handed them to Keili.

I no longer felt as embarrassed about being infront of Keili in just my bra and panties, since she has already seen me naked for the most part, there was not much else privacy to protect.

Keili took all of my belongings to her bedroom and returned holding the same skimpy maid outfit from Wednesday.

She watched as I put it on with a satisfied smile, grinning from ear to ear.

"I just can't get over how cute you look in that little outfit. I love it!" Keili said, as she took extra long to admire me.

For some strange reason, her compliments made me blush. I guess it was better than her bullying me.

"Today is going to be alot easier than last time. I promise. You won't have to do any hard labor. In fact, it'll be pretty chill today. I had a race yesterday, so I'm pretty sore. You're going to need to help out with that later. I'm going to need some dinner aswell. But for the most part, I'm just going to be sitting on the couch watching my shows. So when I need you, I'll ring the bell, which is your cue to crawl over to me and ask what I need. Until then, you can go sit in the corner." Keili said, pointing to the edge of the room, a couple of feet to the left of the television.

"Yes, Keili." I say submissively as I walked over to the corner where she was pointing and just sat down.

"No, not like that. I want you to sit on your knees, with your hands interlocked behind your back, with your head down. Remember, when I ring my bell, that is when you crawl over to me." Keili instructed.

"There you go. Just like that. You're doing a good job so far." Keili said as I got into the correct position.

I felt only emptiness as I sat staring at the corner of the wall. Time moved very slowly in this position, but I guess it beat having to clean for hours and hours. I just closed my eyes and tried to relax.

After what must have been thirty minutes of just sitting there, trying not to fall asleep, I hear the sound of a bell being rung repeatedly.

I didn't hesitate to crawl over to Keili. If anything it was a bit of a relief to be able to move around a little bit.

"I'm a little thirsty. How about you go fetch my a nice COLD glass of lemonade." She said with a smirk.

"Yes, Keili." I said as I walked into the kitchen.

After what happened last time, I wasn't about to forget the ice.

"Here you go, Keili." I said, handing her the drink.

"Good job. You managed to put ice in the drink the first time. I'm so proud of you." She said sarcastically while laughing.

"Now get back to your corner." She said harshly.

"Yes, Keili." I said as I walked back over to the corner and sat back down in position.

She might have looked and dressed alot prettier today, but she was still the same old Keili. A total sadistic control freak.

A pattern started to emerge, every thirty minutes she would ring the bell and I would crawl over to her.

For the next two hours I got her several more drinks, made her dinner, and even gave her a neck massage for ten minutes straight.

After a longer than usual period of sitting, staring at the wall, I finally heard the bell ring once more and turned around to crawl over to her.

She looked down at me with a larger than usual grin on her face and just paused for a couple seconds before speaking.

"You did a very good job massaging my neck earlier, you're a natural!" She said smirking.

Suddenly, she kicked forward her right foot, almost hitting me directly in the face.

"Now do my feet." She ordered.

Without skipping a beat, I grabbed her foot and lowered it onto my lap and began doing my best to massage her foot.

"There you go. Just like that. Keep it up." Keili said.

Once again her words of encouragement oddly made me feel a little better. I've never given a foot massage before and had little idea of what I was doing.

For the next five minutes I continued to rub and caress her right foot as best I could, reaching every spot on her foot and getting inbetween her toes aswell. Keili would continue to compliment my massage abilities and it continued to make me feel good in a very unusual way, but again, this entire relationship I had with Keili was unusual to the extreme.

"Left foot now." She said, as she aggressively moved her right foot back and shoved her left one just inches from my face.

I continued to do the same with her left foot as I did with her right foot, gingerly rubbing and massaging every inch. I was starting to get confident in what I was doing as Keili continued to give me positive feedback.

Keili abruptly moved her left foot out of my lap and hovered it right infront of my face and just held it there.

After a bried awkward period, I moved my hands up to continue the massage, thinking that's what she was expecting.

"No." She said in a calm, controlled manner.

I looked up at her and gave her a confused look. She moved her foot forward, until it was pressed against my face.

"Suck my toes." She suddenly ordered.

I just looked at her shocked. She was starting to push it too far. I couldn't. There was just no way...

"Don't pout. Don't complain. Don't roll your eyes. Don't cause trouble for yourself. Just do it." She said as she pressed her foot even harder against my face, pushing my head back some.

"Suck. My. Toes." She commanded again, this time with more venom in her voice.

I didn't have to be asked again. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around her big toe.

"Mhmmmm. There we go. Very smart decision. Lick and suck every single one of my toes." Keili said triumphantly.

After I had licked and suck her big toe I began to do the same to her other toes. One by one. Keili was loving every second of it.

"You really are such a pretty girl Victoria, but you look even prettier with my toes in your mouth!" She said while laughing like a little kid.

The taste was repugnant to say the least, and I know I must of looked so stupid sucking on her toes, but I was really running out of shame at this point. I surprised myself by how both how little humiliation I felt doing this for Keili and by just how enthusiastically I sucked on her toes, one by one.

Keili withdrew her lef foot, satisfied with my toe sucking, then gently slapped my in the face with her right foot and almost forced it into my mouth while laughing to herself.

"Keep up the good work, don't stop now, you have some more toes to suck!" Keili said as I opened my mouth and took in her big toe.

"Mhmmm, this is really starting to relax me!" Keili said.

I noticed that Keili slowly started to move her left leg to the side more and more, causing her dress to hike up her legs.

I don't know why I did it, but I looked up her dress, causing my eyes to almost pop out of my head at what I saw.

She was not wearing any panties. I immediately looked away and hoped Keili didn't notice. I continued licking and sucking on her toes. My heart rate started to increase. What was she doing?

She spread her legs even more, and I looked again, almost as if I just had to make sure what I saw the first time was real.

I lowered my eyes just a bit saw Keili's bare, hairless pussy. I looked away again and continued to suck on her toes, pretending I didn't see anything.

"What we're you looking at?" Keili asked, causing me to almost jump out of my skin.

"W-w-what?" I said like an idiot, trying my best to play dumb. I was caught red handed.

"Were you... looking up my dress?" She asked again, even louder.

"N-n-no o-ofcourse not!" I sputtered out, as panic started to take over my body.

Suddenly Keili got up off the couch and towered over me as I sat frozen on my knees.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING LIE TO ME! TELL THE TRUTH RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR TO GOD LITTLE GIRL, YOU ARE GOING TO GET PUNISHED VERY VERY BADLY. NOW, DID YOU LOOK UP MY DRESS? YES OR NO?" Keili said, screaming violently.

I started to shake and cower as she hovered over me. The same fear I felt inside the octagon. I slowly looked up at her and saw that anger in her eyes. I had no choice to make.

"Y-y-yes K-Keili I'm s-sorry." I say, putting my head back down, looking at the ground.

"Thank you for correcting yourself. Just a bit of advice going forward. Don't you ever fucking lie to me. Is that clear little girl?" She asked, calming down just a bit.

"Yes, Keili." I say, taking deep breaths, still shaking a bit from her screaming.

She started to pat me on the head like a dog and chuckle to herself.

"Well... since you are just DYING to look up my dress... let me help you out there." Keili said as she stepped even closer to me and lifted up her dress.

Her bare, hairless pussy was now just inches from my face. It was absolutely soaking wet, and the smell was overwhelming me, almost making me dizzy.

"Get a nice good look at it. It's what you wanted. You couldn't keep your eyes off it could you? What are you, some sort of lesbian? Staring at my pussy like that." Keili said laughing.

She grabbed the back of my hair and pushed my head up and held it directly next to her pussy.

"You wanted to see it so badly, well here you go. Get a good look at it." Keili said, increasing her grip on the back of my head.

I sat there frozen, it was like an out of body experience. The longer she held my head in place right infront of her soaked pussy the weaker I felt.

Finally, she backed up and sat back down on the couch, her dress still lifted up, and her legs spread.

"You know what you're going to have to do right?" She asked as she moved her finger down to her pussy.

"I think so." I say, as adrenaline pumped throughout my body. I knew what was going on here.

"You're going to crawl over to me and eat my pussy. You aren't going to protest, complain, or do anything else besides eating my pussy. You're going to be a good girl about this and not cause any problems. This is going to become part of your nightly routine too, so get use it. If you do a good job, I might repay the favor to you. Do you understand everything I've told you?" She asked, completely calm and incontrol, staring me down the whole time.

If there was ever a time to get up to run away and put an end to all this craziness, it was right now.

But I didn't.

"Yes, Keili." I say, crawling over to her, as she sat with her arms spread on the couch, her dress up, and legs wide, with that typical, smug, cocky smile on her face.

My heart was beating out my chest as I made the decision, almost instantly, that I was going to do this, that I had to do this, as if Keili had successfully rooted out all resistance inside me.

I crawled up to the couch and my face was once again just inches away from her soaking wet pink vagina. The smell, and her arousal was overwhelming, leaving no doubt just how much of a sexual thrill she was getting out of doing this to me.

"Tongue out, now." She ordered calmly.

Without even thinking I stuck my tongue out. Keili then immediately grabbed the back out of my head and pushed it forward, forcing my tongue on her wet pussy. This was so extreme it was hard to wrap my mind around what was happening. My tongue was on another girl's vagina. As I closed my eyes and continued to swirl my tongue around, I told myself that I deserved this for being so weak and pathetic.

I had no idea what I was doing, my mind was spinning so fast. I just flicked my tongue around in every direction. I started to really press down my tongue on her pussy and lick up and down over and over, as her wetness started to pour into my mouth.

To my somewhat pleasant surprise, it didn't taste all that awful, it was definitely tolerable, as I started to increase the pace of my tongue.

"Mhmmmmmm. Just like that. You're doing a great job. Keep it up. You have a great tongue. Ohhh yeah!" Keili moaned, as her grip on the back of my head got stronger.

As bizarre as it sounded, I could feel something switch off inside my body, and hearing Keili moan and congratulate me, actually made me feel... good. It didn't make any sense, but it was true, and I started to lick and kiss her pussy with even more enthusiasm.

I started to get really into it. I covered every inch of her pussy with my tongue with a frantic pace. I was really getting use to the smell and taste of pussy and hearing her moan louder and louder was making me feel more like her bitch.

With every passing second I was on my knees eating her pussy I felt more weak and submissive to her, like there was really no coming back from this. I could even start to feel my jaw and tongue getting sore from doing this for so long.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Keili erupted in orgasmic bliss, screaming out in pleasure, so loud it made my ears ring.

"OHHHHHHH FUCK YES!!!! UHHHHH!!!" She screamed as she let go of her irontight grip of my hair.

"Oh my fucking god, have you eaten pussy before?" She asked, breathing heavy, still recovering from her orgasm.

"That was uhm, my first time." I said truthfully, still trying to come to terms that I really just did that.

"Wow, first time? You eat pussy better than most of the out and proud lesbians at our school, and you're only going to get better too, since you'll be doing this everytime you come over to see me, understood?" Keili said excitedly.

"Yes, Keili." I said, almost blushing from compliments.

"Good, I'm looking forward to it." Keili said getting up from the couch and walking behind me.

"You know, you really have been such a good girl today. I'm so proud of your behavior and attitude, especially after what happened Wednesday. This is how I expect you to behave all the time." Keili said, as she began to run her fingers through my hair and rub my head. It felt good.

There was a sort of awkward silence as I stayed sitting on my knees while she continued to massage my head and rub her fingers gingerly through my hair as she stood over me.

Suddenly Keili put her hands between my arms from behind and very easily lifted me up and threw me down roughly on the couch. Ouch!

"Take off all your clothes." Is all she said, in cool, calm manner.

I didn't think, I just reacted. I lifted the stupid french maid dress off my head fairly quickly and unhooked my bra. Doing it so fast that it must make Keili think I'm also excited about what's happening.

I moved my hands down to my panties and began to tug them off my body before instantly stopping. I suddenly realized, that my own girl parts were wet and sticky from everything that has been happening. I didn't know how to feel about it, or how Keili would react to seeing my pussy like that, but either way, I slid the panties off my body and leaned back on the couch and tried to get as comfortable as possible.

There was no doubt about it. I was fucking horny, and I wanted Keili to eat my pussy, and the wetness between my legs proved just how badly I wanted it.

I spread my legs wider and looked at her again. I was so ready for this. After all the horrible shit she has put me through this past week, I really needed this. I've always wanted my pussy licked, its my biggest fantasy to experience it for the first time. And I just had a feeling Keili must be amazing at it. The thought made me even more excited.

She crawled over to the couch and kissed up my legs, up my thighs, then up to my tummy, she kissed and sucked both my hard nipples, then she kissed my neck and then finally we were almost face to face, and for a second, I thought she was going to kiss me on the lips.

"Now remember, you're only getting this treat because you actually did your job properly today, understand? But don't ever forget, if you fuck up, or piss me off, you are still getting punished." Keili said, still trying to show an edge.

"Yes, Keili, I understand." I say, my breath getting heavier.

"That's good then." Keili said, as she slid down the couch. My heart pounded with excitement as I spread my legs further for her, not feeling any embarrassment by how wet I was.

Keili ran her fingers down my body, over my breasts, down my stomach and then directly over my pussy, my entire body jolted at the contact. She moved her face closer to my pussy, just inches away, and just studied it with a look of pure fascination.

"You have a really cute pussy." She said, as she began to gently rub her fingers around my clit, causing me to inadvertently moan.

She moved her face forward and pressed her nose against my pussy and inhaled.

"Mhmmm, smells good too." She said with a grin. I already felt like I was about to cum, it was honestly unreal the way my body was reacting to her, I was on edge and ready to burst.

"How badly do want this, Victoria?" She asked, looking up at me grinning, knowing how obvious it was that I wanted this.

"P-please K-Keili I want it s-so bad." I stutter out, my body was practically shaking at this point. I have never been more horny in my life and I truly needed her tongue on my pussy more than anything.

She stuck out her tongue and licked around the edges of my pussy while still grinning, enjoying the teasing, and seeing my obvious desperation. She continued to do this over and over until finally she ran her tongue directly over my pussy, sending a jolt of electricity throughout my body.

Keili began to eat my pussy like a madwoman, aggressively licking over my clit, sucking on my pussy lips and sticking her entire tongue deep down my pussy hole with in a rapid pace.

For the first time in my life I was receiving world class oral treatment, and it was quickly overwhelming me as I felt a strong orgasm building up. None of my former boyfriends ever went down on me, but yet here was Keili, who had whooped my ass in the octagon and tormented me all week, absolutely going down on me... and loving it! She had a big smile on her face as she sucked and licked my pussy with an extreme passion.

I started to moan uncontrollably as Keili worked her magical tongue all over me, she reached up with one hand and started to grab and pinch my diamond hard nipples, which just added to the intensity as the first orgasm washed over me, causing my entire body to shake.

"Oh my god! Ohhh!!! Keili!" I yell out in heat, as Keili continued her oral assault on my pussy.

I did my best to put my head back, close my eyes and just enjoy it all, even if it was difficult to wrap my brain around how this girl who has caused me so much stress and anxiety was giving me the most intense sexual pleasure of my life.

Keili sped up the pace of her licking. She took my entire pussy between her lips and sucked on it before releasing it back into place, doing this over and over again. The pleasure inside my body was nearing a breaking point. She continued to flick my clit with her tongue, but it was when she pulled her hand back from off my hard nipples and slid two fingers inside me and started to finger fuck me that my entire body shook again in the most powerful orgasm of my life.

Keili removed her tongue from my pussy and began to lick her fingers as I continued to shake and moan.

"Oh my god, that was some seriously good pussy." Keili said, still licking her fingers.

"Did you enjoy your little treat? What do you say?" She asked, with a sly smile.

"Y-yes, thank you Keili, that felt really nice..." I say, still breathing heavy, my head still spinning.

"You are very welcome." She said, as she leaned forward and gave my soaked pussy one last tender kiss.

It began to absolutely pour down raining outside as I continued to lay on the couch in a post orgasmic bliss.

"Oh my, it's getting really nasty out there, I can't let you go home in this weather, it's not safe." Keili said, sounding like a mom, as it began to thunder loudly.

Keili pulled out her phone and for a second I thought she was about to take some pictures of me naked.

"Yup, just checked the weather app, it's going to be storming badly all night. I don't want you driving in this weather, so you're going to be spending the night with me, understood?" She said firmly.

"Yes, Keili." I say softly, knowing I had no say in the matter. I wasn't about to make a fuss about it with her, and plus the weather was horrible out there.

"Good. Stay put, I have one more surprise for you." Keili said, as she walked off into her bedroom.

I had no idea what she was planning as I stayed put on the couch, still naked, and still a little horny.

I moved my fingers down and ran them over my still soaked pussy as I tried to come to terms with everything. It was hard for me to grasp why I was so turned on by what just happened, and deep down, I'm not sure I wanted to know.

Those thoughts were interrupted as Keili walked back into the living room, I turned my head to look at her and my jaw almost hit the floor.

She was now completely naked, with a large strap-on attached to her waist.

She stared me down as I looked up at her. Her gaze was so powerful that it made me start to shake and feel weak. She smiled as she saw the intimidation in my eyes.

"Get over here, we aren't done playing and I'm still horny, now get on the floor and crawl over to mommy." She said, standing there with her arms folded, looking supremely confident and in control.

Immediately I rolled off the couch and crawled over to her without even thinking.

"Suck my cock. Now. And suck it good." Keili said as she stepped forward and slapped me in the face with her plastic cock.

I obediently opened my mouth and started to suck on the strap on, back and forth, treating it like a real cock.

"That's a good girl. Keep sucking my cock, that's right. Good bitch, keep it up." Keili said, sounding meaner and meaner.

I started to get in a groove, taking the entire length of the seven inch strap on in my mouth, getting it nice and wet.

"Look at me bitch, I want you to look me in the eyes while you suck my cock." She ordered.

I immediately looked up to meet the always intimidating daze of Keili.

Having to look up and stare her in the eyes while I sucked her strap on changed everything, it hurt the rhythm I was in and I began to struggle as I felt small, pathetic and weak as I tried my best to keep up. It was seriously scary how powerful she was to me. She had such an overwhelming dominant energy to her that it made me feel like I was nothing. Just the way she looked down at me, reminded me that I was without a doubt, her bitch. And I could see it in her eyes, that she knew that she owned me. She knew that I was her bitch, and I knew it too.

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced my mouth even deeper down her strap-on, until the entire seven inches was in my throat, causing me to choke a bit. She pulled my head back to allow me to breathe and recover for a brief second before shoving my head back on the strap-on. She continued to do this over and over while laughing.

Finally she pulled her strap on out my exhausted mouth and started to rub it.

"Such a good little slut, this baby is soaked, I think you liked it, you loved sucking your Master's cock didn't you?" She said, still looking down on me like she owned me.

"Yes, Keili...I loved it." I say, trying to catch my breath.

Keili looked down at me and laughed, before walking behind me and pushing me roughly onto the ground without saying a word. I just laid there on my stomach with my head on the ground.

"It's time that I took what is rightfully mine, I've waited long enough for this, now put that ass up in the air for me... NOW!" Keili demanded. I quickly put my ass up in the air and presented it to her and closed my eyes. I knew what was coming, and as hard as it was to admit, I wanted her to fuck me.

Keili grabbed both my ass cheeks firmly with her strong hands and spread them wide.

"Well would you look at that, little Vicotria is still a soaking wet mess down there, you aren't enjoying all of this, are you? She asked with a wicked laugh as she continued to run her fingers up and down my pussy and asshole, causing an erotic tickling sensation on my body.

Even though it was obvious I was enjoying this, I couldn't find it in me to admit it, so I stayed still and quiet as Keili continued to run her fingers up and down my ass and pussy.

"You fucking love it, don't you?" Keili asked aggressively.

"Yes." I said quietly, shame in my voice.

"Say it loud and proud!" She demanded. As she raised her right hand in the air and smacked my ass hard.

"Yes!! Keili I fucking love it!!" I yell out, as the sound of very loud thunder shook the house.

"I know you do. You're so nice and wet for me, aren't you just lucky I'm here to take care of you?" She asked, as I felt her rub the head of the strap-on up and down my soaked, yearning pussy.

"Thank you Keili." I said, desperate for her to put the cock inside me.

"I want to hear you beg for this cock, beg to be fucked!" Keili spat out as she got more rough with her fingers.

"P-please give it to me." I say in a weak, shaky voice.

Keili lifted her hands in the air and smacked my ass hard multiple times, causing me to yelp.

"NOT GOOD ENOUGH! BEG HARDER OR I'LL STICK IT IN YOUR ASS INSTEAD!" She yelled out.

"KEILI PLEASE FUCK ME! I WANT YOUR COCK INSIDE ME SO BAD! PLEASE!" I pleaded out genuinely, afraid she really would stick that seven inch dildo in my ass instead of my yearning pussy.

Keili grabbed the head of the strap-on and guided it inside my soaking wet, tight pussy.

"Uhhh! Ohh my fucking god!" I squeal out loudly at the penetration. It felt so fucking good.

Keili began to roughly fuck me, shoving all seven inches in and out of me in a frantic pace as she continued to slap my ass hard.

Her strap-on was long and thick, was bigger and better than any guy that has ever fucked me, and felt so so good inside me. It was hard for my brain to compartmentalize that something that was making me feel so good was attached to a girl who has taken great pleasure in dominating me and making me her personal servant. I didn't even try to hold in my moans anymore. There was no point, she knew I was loving it. I have never been fucked this good before. After all the trauma and abuse I've been through, I decided I deserved to enjoy this as the third earth shattering orgasm of the night quickly approached.

"AHHHH!! OHHHHH FUCK!!!!" I scream out as the most intense orgasm I've ever felt washed over me, making my entire body shake.

Keili took her strap-on out my pussy and I collapsed onto the floor, completely satisfied.

"I really do take such good care of you, now, what do you say?" Keili asked me as I continued to catch my breath.

"Thank you Keili..." I say, without any shame whatsoever.

"You're very welcome little one, remember, aslong as you do as I say and behave like a good little servant, than you can expect more rewards like this, because I enjoy it myself, and it's a win-win for everyone. It is getting late though, so we need to head to bed, come on, let's go." Keili said in a relaxed manner.

"Yes, Keili." I said, trying to get to my feet, but I was so drained from my three intense orgasms that I barely had any energy left. As I got to my feet my legs were so wobbly that I quite literally fell back down again.

"Oh my, I think someone is exhausted and really needs to go to bed." Keili said with a laugh.

Before I had a chance to get back to my feet on my own, Keili swooped down, grabbed me under my stomach, picked me up and tossed me over her shoulders like I was a toddler.

I was so dizzy and tired that I felt as if I was floating as Keili carried me and dropped me onto her bed and helped tuck me in under the covers as I yawned loudly.

"There we go, are you comfortable, little girl?" She asked, as the rain poured down even harder outside.

"Yes, Keili." I say, barely able to keep my eyes open.

Keili unhooked the strap-on and put it back in her closet, before walking over and getting in bed with me.

"Good night little girl." Keili said, as she planted a soft kiss on my cheek and snuggled up tightly against me. I didn't want to admit it but it felt good having her tall, athletic body pressed up against me.

"Good night Keili..." I said, completely exhausted and barely awake.

As I slowly drifted off into sleep I was forced to fully accept that this was my life now. I accepted that I chose to sign up to be in the fight club. I accepted that Keili had easily defeated me in the octagon and made me into her servant with almost no resistance from me at all, and most importantly of all, I accepted that I did deserve this life of servitude, simply because I was too weak to stop it or stand up for myself.

Keili had taught me alot about myself, and I didn't want to even think about why it was my body reacted so strangely when things turned sexual, especially because I was confident I was straight. I tried to question why it was I never put a stop to any of this. I couldn't come up with an answer other than Keili is strong and I am weak. It was just too hard to wrap my head around how drastically my life had changed in a week, and what my life would be like with Keili ruling over me.

It was all just too much to think about it, so instead, I just shut off my brain, closed my eyes tightly, and quickly drifted off into sleep, completely unsure of what the future held for me.

End Of Part 1

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