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Hardships of a Female fighter

BlackJacker

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I was a young kid who got bullied a lot in school, until one day, a girl in my class named Sarah came to my rescue and fended off the bullies. Ever since then, we became very good friends. Our family situation was very similar. Both of our parents were struggling to make ends meet. Sarah was into MMA. She fought in a few amateur fights in high school. When we graduated, she decided to do MMA full time. Unfortunately, she didn't have enough money to pay for a trainer or a gym, so I helped her practice. She stuck by me in my darkest time and now it was my chance to repay her back. I became her training partner, manager, and agent.

It was a tough road ahead of us. While Sarah was good at fighting, there were tons of girls more skilled than her and had much more better training. It was hard to book fights in even the small places that held fights when Sarah didn't really have a reputation or a professional MMA record. When one becomes desperate, they would do anything to find success. I had to look for underground fights that took places in very shady areas. Mostly bars and warehouses that possibly had gang members. While I did bring this up to Sarah, I was hoping that she would refuse. She didn't. Money was money and we had to start somewhere.

I booked her first "professional fight" at a bar in the downtown area. While the neighborhood itself wasn't known for any sort of gang violence, it was in an area where lots of fights happen (because of alcohol). If she won, she wins $50. If she loses, she gets nothing. I tried to negotiate with the owner of the bar for the winning amount to be hire, but he was having none of it. He could easily book someone else. There was also a different dress code for a fight. She had to wear very revealing underwear that barely covered her skin. Sarah wasn't too happy about this, but she wanted a fight.

We arrived at the bar where there was a ring in the middle. I asked the bartender where the owner was, saying that Sarah was here as a contestant for the fight. He pointed me to the direction of the office.

We walked inside the office and there was an old Italian man smoking a cigar.

"Who are you two?"

"This is Sarah, she's here for the fight. I'm here manager."

"Strip, let me see what you're wearing."

That caught me off guard and I looked at Sarah for her reaction. Her facial expression didn't change and just took off her shirt and pants. I've seen Sarah's body before from training, but nothing this revealing. She had a good muscular body. The owner looked Sarah up and down.

"Alright, come with me."

We followed the owner back downstairs where there was already a fight going on.

"You two are next after this fight is over."

We watched the fight between two men viciously punching each other. It didn't seem like they had MMA skills. It just seemed like a straight up brawl. The fight ended a few minutes later by a knockout. The crowd was cheering and some were booing. Seems like they were gambling on who was going to win. After they both were off the ring, the owner told Sarah to go in. When she got on stage, the crowd went wild. There was a lot of whistling and cat calling. The staff member announced that it was time to place bets. It was either the new girl or someone call the Amazon Dom. I heard many of them chose the Amazon Dom. But whatever. It was Sarah's first fight so her adrenaline must be up. I had faith in her that she would win this.

But that faith quickly vanished when I saw a humongous lady walked into a ring carrying a championship belt. I turned to the owner.

"Wait, what? Why is Sarah fighting her?"

"Cause I said so."

"But this is her first match! And there's obviously a weight difference."

"Doesn't matter. I make the rules."

"But this isn't fair!"

"Does she want the money or not?"

I was angered, but restrained myself from saying anymore. Who knows, maybe Sarah could take her down. The Owner walks over to the ring and says something to the Amazon that i picked up on.

"Make her your bitch and make her beg." I here him say.

The match began and Sarah distanced herself from her opponent. The Amazon was tall, so Sarah kicked her legs, but it didn't seem like it had any effect. This was bad. I've been kicked by Sarah before and I had a bruise for almost 2 weeks. This Amazon was strong. And she proved it when the Amazon raised her hands. Sarah put up her hands to block it, but the Amazon slapped through the hands and to her face, causing Sarah to stagger. The Amazon kept slapping Sarah until she fell on the floor. Big mistake. The Amazon got on top of her back and continued slapping the sides of her head. Suddenly, the Amazon did something unexpected. She unhooked Sarah's bra and waved it in the air, causing the crowd to cheer. I stood up in anger.

"Sit down, boy!" The owner said angrily. 2 men approached me as one of them pointed a gun towards my head. I sat back down.

"Turn her around!"

"Let me see her boobs!"

The crowd shouted all kinds of things. And neither I nor Sarah could do anything. Instead of the Amazon attacking I saw her hands on top of Sarah's sides as she bent over and whispered something to Sarah. Sarah suddenly popped in head up in shocked, and then followed up by screams as I saw the Amazon squeezing Sarah's sides. She was tickling her! Sarah tried getting the Amazon to stop without turning around. She tried grabbing the Amazon's hands, she tried elbowing, but to no avail. The crowd cheered even more.

"TICKLE HER!" Someone screamed.

"STOP IT!" Sarah screamed. Her screams were quickly replaced by laughter as Sarah started pounding on the ring floor. The Amazon easily turned Sarah on her back, revealing her boobs. The Amazon then grabbed her arms and pulled it over her head as her fingers crept towards Sarah's armpits.

"NO! NO!" Sarah screamed. I knew Sarah for years, and I knew she HATED being tickled. I once tried tickling her and caught a fist to my eye. As the fingers made contacted with her armpits, Sarah roared with laughter. Her armpits were one of the two most ticklish spots. She told me once that her father tickled her for 2 minutes straight on her armpits that she peed her pants. That's how ticklish she was there. I wanted to do something and throw in a white towel, but there was still a gun pointed at me.

"Oh, she's perfect." The owner said next to me clapping his hands.

The tickling assault continued all over Sarah's body. It wasn't even 5 minutes when tears started rolling down Sarah's red face. It was clear she was done.

"I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP!" Yelled Sarah, but the ref didn't do anything and the tickling continued.

"She says she gives up!" I yell at the owner.

"Don't you know the rules? You're suppose to tap out if you want to submit. Now scream it."

"But she's holding her hands together! She can't do anything!"

"That's not my problem."

I watched in horror as Sarah continued to be tickled as the crowd continuing cheering as well. 10 minutes in and a staff member placed a microphone in front of the Amazon.

"Do you give up?" She yells at Sarah. The staff member then points the microphone at Sarah.

"Yes." Sarah says with crying laughter.

"Are you my bitch?"

"Yes, I'm your bitch!"

My heart sunk when she said that, and it sunk even more when the Amazon didn't stop even when she said that. The tickling continued. While the microphone wasn't directly in front of their mouths, I can hear Sarah's whimpering words through her crying laughter.

"I'm going to pee!" She says crying. Everyone heard it and strongly urged the Amazon to make her pee. The tickling intense quickly as the Amazon tickled her hips and near her groin area. It wasn't a minute when Sarah's underwear became wet. The crowd cheered, some laughed, including the Amazon. She finally released Sarah's arms as Sarah weakly tapped out. The Amazon was announced the winner. I didn't care about the gun pointed at me anymore and walked onto the stage covering Sarah with my dress shirt. I escorted her out of the ring and was about to leave. But the owner stopped me with his two men.

"Move." I say very angrily.

"I want to talk."

"No. Move."

The two men walked forward with their guns, but the owner raised his hands to stop them.

"People only sign up for a cheap fight if they're desperate. What if I told you that I knew people that would pay a lot more money to see your girl fight?"

"I refuse."

"Well, here's my card anyways. Call me if you change your mind."

I ignore him, but he insisted on me taking it. I did and put it in my pocket.

I walked Sarah home. She was weeping and I stayed silent, not knowing how to comfort her in this situation. When we got home, she went straight to bed.

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The match really took a toll on Sarah for a whole week. She didn't get up nor did she train at all. She looked pretty down. We also didn't have enough for this month's rent. I begged the landlord for an extension and luckily it was granted. But I had no clue what to do. Should I take out a loan? I contemplated my limited options.

The next day, Sarah finally spoke to me.

"I need you to take me back to the bar."

I was shocked by her statement.

"Sarah no, don't force yourself. We will find a way to survive."

She shook her head.

"I WANT to do this. I don't care what I have to do. I don't want to give up on fighting."

I was saddened to hear this, but respected her opinion and took her to the bar. It turns out that the owner has a tickle fetish and wanted to find out if Sarah was ticklish or not, which is why he wanted Sarah to face the Amazon. He also produced tickling videos and was willing to pay Sarah for a taped tickling session. Every video that is sold, Sarah would get a royalty and he would put good word in with his friends that owned bigger fighting areas. Before I could talk to Sarah about this, she already agreed. She gave me a look that said "Shut up, don't say anything." Sarah filmed a few tickling videos. Some with the Amazon she fought and some with the owner himself. The videos did very well and as promised, the owner gave Sarah her royalty. This turns out to helped Sarah financially as customers of the bar recognized her. With Sarah being demanded more, we were able to negotiate a better deal with the owner. Sarah would get paid, no matter if she would win or lose.

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Epilogue: While Sarah did make it to bigger events, most of them were underground fights where her ticklishness weakness were known to many who attended. She fought many fighters who were much more better than her because of this. Many of them demanded to see her tickled. She never made it to the big stage, but was well known in the underground and tickling community. She eventually did end up giving up fighting and became a fetish model where she would make decent money being tickled and other various things. She still hates it, but not as much as before. She's slowly learning to enjoy it since she realizes she doesn't need to do much besides react to getting tickled. As for me, I ended up staying by her side and she even allows me to tickle her once in a while.
 
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