I sat opposite my 49 year old friend as we traveled to the Oriental Bangkok Hotel in the Riverside area on the Chao Phraya River where a deluxe suite was US1000 a night and Leiko waited for us in her room. There was nothing sexual between my friend and me as she was a powerful 5 ft 11, 160 lbs, auburn haired, 36C+, 25, 36, young looking 49 old dominant lesbian and I was a 5 times married to an Asian women, middle aged Aussie, but our mutual interest in lesbian domination had made us close email friends.

My friend's name was Jessika Thornton-Smythe and when her mother Lady Phillipa died she would become Lady Jessika Thornton-Smythe. As a sole child she had a privileged, aristocratic upbringing financed by the family estates in Norfolk. She was educated in London at the exclusive, girls only, Queen's Gate School in South Kensington and also attended Mon Fertile finishing school in Switzerland. At school as a yr 7 she had been raped by the yr 12 prefects, a traditional welcoming, but by the end of the year had fucked all of them individually till they cried for mercy. One of the prefects she gained her revenge on was Camilla Shand better known now as Camilla Parker-Bowles and Jessika's first personal bitch was Camilla's younger sister Annabel.

As she grew older she became an expert horsewoman and skier narrowly missing out on English selection in both, though many claim she was not selected because she would not fuck the male selection board. Anyway, this was the grounding for her exceptional leg and midsection strength and the springboard for her obsession with the gym. The debutante season for the rich and idle titled upper-class gave her further education in dominating other women. Every man that called her a lez that season received a tape of Jessika fucking/humiliating his girlfriend.

Given her lesbianism, her athleticism and delight in dominance it was no wonder she became involved in the underground sex and cat fight circuits taking on tough West Indian immigrants, working class Glaswegians, unemployed Yorkshire and Lancastrian women. For someone who spoke with a plumb in her mouth like Princess Anne or the Queen and called her Mum "mother" and used words like "golly" and "spiffling good show" she was capable of slumming and fighting as dirty as any of the underprivileged. Success led to Europe: the Muslim ghettos in France and Germany, the influx of willing girls from former Soviet controlled countries such as Poland, East Germany and Romania.

Her own private affairs never lasted due to the frequency with which she needed sex and her dominance. A masochist was no use to her because she needed to make her women do something against their will, not because they enjoyed being dominated. And now I had introduced her to Asia.

Dressed in a slinky black cocktail dress and heels, Jessika Thornton-Smythe was sitting in the limo opposite me on the way to her fight with Leiko. I could tell she was so excited about the opportunity for getting revenge against that Jap bitch who had only beaten her through interference & trickery at The Ownly Pussy Club in Bangkok (yes it is the correct spelling) - but this time she was determined the pale, yellow skinned slut was not going to be so lucky! She was going to make sure that she totally humiliated and destroyed her for what she did to her that night.

I watched as she clenched her teeth a little and saw her cheeks blush a little as she remembered how Leiko, a 45 year old Japanese tourist operator, had strap-on fucked her in front of everyone in the club while a number of Japanese men shot their hot cum all over her writhing body - I heard her mouth "My Gawd!" and knew she was thinking back; how it felt like an eternity washing that off in the shower - how she had felt dirty & filthy for days after that! It was so disgusting that she vomited for days after just reliving the night in her mind, but then she smiled evilly to herself as she looked over at me - and I knew she was thinking of how after I located her, she later beat up Leiko's lesbian partner Syo Ikeno and pressed her acid covered family signet ring into the Japanese air hostess permanently engraving the Thornton-Smythe crest on her Asian skin. She was confident this time the Asian bitch Leiko was going to pay!

She slowly uncrossed her smooth left leg, and then crossed her right, aware that I, just like any man, couldn't help dropping my eyes furtively down for a peek, wondering if I could see the hot, sticky moisture already building up in her crack ... maybe seeping through the gusset of her lacy, white thong. She smiled at me pretending not to notice the swelling in my trousers, saying sweetly: "Oh Greg, thanks so much for arranging this fight tonight ... once I'm done with that fucking Jap bitch, you can also give her a hard, long fuck just as you did her girlfriend ... " She smiled wickedly and winked at me: "After tonight that slut should no longer be a lezzie ... her pristine cunt should be well-drilled and filled with male cum! Can I rely on you or do we need to quickly get some Viagra at a chemist?"

I caught my breath. How did she know I had slowed down and was relying more and more on that little pill?

"You're probably worried about going up against Leiko after the way she kicked the shit out of you and nearly had the strap on coming out your mouth because it was buried so deep in you. She's not like these Thais you've been practicing on". Not only women can be bitchy. It had the desired effect as she bristled at the reminder of their last meeting and my self esteem rose a little. I pulled out a bottle of mineral water and swore as I broke a nail on the plastic around the top, before unscrewing it and offering it to her.

"Drink it down. We can't afford you to be dehydrated in this damn humidity when you go against the Jap. It might take some time for you to beat her."

Jessika drained the 1.25 litre bottle and grimaced.

"Its got a funny bitter taste."

I took the empty plastic bottle, looked at the label and tossed it out the window.

"German, must be the different minerals over there. Anyway I got it from the small supermarket where the expats shop so we know that it's safe," I said wringing my hand and examining my torn nail, "I wouldn't trust even bottled water from here."

On the 2 hour trip through the Bangkok traffic which flowed like honey on a minus 2 Celsius day, Jessika continued to complain about not feeling right, a bit lethargic, tired, no energy. I nodded in agreement and opened another bottle for her.

A surprise greeted us at the Oriental Bangkok Hotel where the man wearing a uniform with more gold braid than an army general had reluctantly let us in as it was obvious we were not the standard of rich clientele they catered for. The door to suite 1256 was opened by Syo Ikeno. The 5 ft 3, flat round faced, with black straight shoulder length hair Japanese, was not wearing her air stewardess uniform of a board tight short dark blue skirt and matching jacket, white blouse with a blue and gold checked cravat at the neck. Instead high heels and black stockings held up by a garter belt encased shapely, solid legs and were the only covering on the 35 year old, 120 pound and 34B 28 37 figured Japanese. The hatred that poured from her towards Jessika would have rivaled Chernobyl on the Richter scale.

We entered and saw Leiko. She was wearing the same tour guide outfit that she removed when she fucked the defeated Jessika and was watching a DVD of her driving a strap-on into Jessika as 10 Japanese men surrounded Jessika's face performing bukkake and squirting warm ectoplasm onto her face, hair, body, and into her eyeballs, ears or mouth. To breathe, as Leiko was pinching her nostrils, Jessika had to swallow the creamy ejaculate and utilize the energy and protein it provided to rejuvenate her and allow her to receive further what seemed like litres of semen onto her now apparently yogurt and glue covered visage. 45 years old, 5 ft 3 100 pounds 33B 27 35, round flat face, short black hair, 4 inch heels, black stockings, erect nipples straining at the crisp white blouse tucked into her short, black, tight skirt, a confident Leiko faced us.

Moving to Syo she ripped her stockings off her and we stared transfixed at the red raw Japanese symbols for Baita (whore) joro (slut) Burakumin (low class outcast) that had been branded over the acid formed scar from Jessika's 15th century family signet ring.

Impressive psychological buildup I thought to myself.

Leiko stated the rules. "Same as the Ultimate Submission website. Three rounds to submission with the winner to get fourth round fucking rights".

With a savage cry the two women crashed into each other and sank their hands into each others hair. Jessika let go and slapped Leiko's face before resuming her grip in Leiko's hair. I was surprised with Jessika's action because I had thought she lacked the speed to match the cat like movements of the Japanese. Leiko was stunned for a moment and then she returned the slap. The two swayed back and forth with the sound of hands hitting flesh at each slap. As they slapped and their faces contorted from the pain of the hair pulling and hits they spat and hissed out how they were going to fuck the other in round 4. Finally, they overbalanced and fell to the floor and began rolling back and forth trying to gain an advantage over the other. Their legs tangled and their dresses were forced waist high revealing Jessika's white lacy thong and the sheer lilac thong of Leiko.

"Eiiiiiaaooooooooowwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhh," screamed Jessika, breaking the stalemate.

With a slashing of Jessika's calf with her high heel, Leiko had got the upper hand, and as Jessika involuntarily grabbed her bleeding calf, she pinned her and without hesitation raked her right claw across her breasts. Jessika yelled in pain.

"Hurt the gaijin, hurt her real bad," screamed Syo.

Staining with all her might Jessika used her greater size and strength to roll Leiko over and scratch Leiko tits. Leiko screamed in pain and the two began digging their nails in where ever they could find flesh. The room filled with the sound of clothes being torn as they dug for exposed skin. Leiko tore Jessika's black dress and her left breast popped out with the red scratch welts still visible. Jessika reached around and grabbed the back of Leiko's blouse and tore it half way off. As if by mutual agreement they separated to evaluate the damage given and received and discarded their torn clothing to face each other in bra and thong.

Again as if controlled by a master switch they attacked simultaneously. Leiko, aware of Jessika's greater strength, circled warily as Jessika tried to kick Leiko's legs from under her. She kept missing the mark as Leiko either stepped back to avoid or moved in or sideways to minimize the damage, avoiding the full force of Jessika's foot by taking a blow from the Englishwoman's shin at the most. Meanwhile the Japanese woman's accurate counter kicks were hurting Jessika and kept her off balance and unable to launch continuous attacks. A particularly savage 360 spin kick thudded into Jessika's thigh causing her to stumble and three rapid follow up strikes had her on the ground, and Leiko leapt upon the Englishwoman to follow up her advantage.

"You got the bitch, you got her," Syo screeched excitedly.

Although Leiko had Jessika pinned with her knees on her splayed arms and ripped off Jessika's bra with the intent of working over Jessika's larger tits, Jessika kept Leiko from pressing her advantage by raising and locking her legs around Leiko's waist and scissoring her for all she was worth. Though Leiko was on top, she was soon getting the worst of it, and the pain caused her to stop her attack, and as she wriggled and twisted to break the scissors, Jessika broke the pin and grabbed her wrists and kept Leiko from breaking free and pulling away.

The muscles in Jessika's thighs stood out like a bodybuilder's in a pose down and Leiko shook her head violently and cried out in pain as Jessika continued to apply the pressure.

"How do you like it, you Jap slut? There are no 10 Jap men to help you here," hissed Jessika as she continued the gut crushing leg scissors.

Leiko fought to escape, but Jessika was content to keep her there and just held on, letting the scissors do their work. As Leiko shook her head back and forth, and tried to break out of Jessika's hold, Jessika reached up and grabbed a handful of Leiko's hair and rolled the Japanese Tourist Operator onto her back. Pinning her hands down, Jessika bounced her arse on Leiko's stomach a few times driving the wind out of her. It was then fairly easy for Jessika to pin Leiko's arms with her knees, thus freeing her own hands.

Jessika viciously slapped Leiko's face back-and-forth. With each slap Leiko's bare legs bucked wildly in her efforts to break free and stop the pain. Syo got suddenly quiet as Jessika slid further up and clamped Leiko's reddened face between her thighs. Leiko started screaming and her legs slapped up-and-down on the mat as Jessika dominated her by bending her hands back at the wrists.

Jessika looked up at me and gritted her teeth. Intensifying her hold on Leiko's left wrist, Jessika rolled off to the side. Leiko shrieked and arched her back in pain. As her back came up, Jessika slipped her right leg under the Japanese woman's waist and clamped a tight scissors across Leiko's stomach. Having a thigh scissors back on her waist was the last thing the sore-ribbed 35 year old needed. She suffered further as Jessika leaned back on her arms for more leverage and tightened her grip on the Japanese.

Jessika grabbed Leiko by the hair and began to reposition her legs around Leiko's neck. In desperation born of knowing it was over if Jessika succeeded, Leiko tried to keep Jessika from clasping her ankles. Jessika leaned back even further trying to secure the hold. The two struggled this way for nearly a minute until Leiko's frantic wriggling and sweat covered slippery body allowed her to escape from Jessika's legs.
Free at last, Leiko limped away and tried to stand.

"Watch out," Syo yelled. She wasn't quick enough. As Leiko started to stagger away Jessika wrapped her in a bear hug and lifted her off the ground. Leiko howled in anguish and kicked her feet as her spine was being mercilessly crushed. When Jessika released the bear hug she collapsed, and Jessika applied a sleeper hold. Round one was finished.

Jessika came to me to me complaining. "I feel so lethargic and tired. No-one has ever broken my scissors before."
"You're one up. Drink some more water to keep your fluids up. Don't go for a quick kill. She's dangerous with those kicks, so avoid exerting your self and take it slow till you recover. Just wear her out", I advised as I opened another bottle of water and gave it to her.

Neither woman said a word, both knew it was survival of the fittest--no rules. But surprisingly for the still recovering Leiko, Jessika did nor rush in, but circled slowly around her. Menacing yes, but attacking no. Gathering confidence Leiko attacked first, but she telegraphed her first kick and Jessika was able to twist her hips and grabbing Leiko's leg twisted her off balance so she fell backwards on her back with a loud grunt as the air exploded from her. Remembering my advice Jessika paused before attacking and this gave Leiko time to regain composure and cover up well before reaching up and sweeping Jessika's legs from under her. The two started rolling on the floor with their bodies tightly pressed together, their legs intertwined as they fought for leverage and dominance. The Englishwoman was older, but stronger and bigger than the Japanese woman and slowly gained control of Leiko. The two women had their hands clasped together and as she steadily forced Leiko's arms down to the floor, she stretched her arms outwards and her body crushed down on the Asian, finally pinning her, content once to slowly drain her of any resistance.

Leiko cried out in desperation as Jessika enjoyed her dominance. Jessika lowered her head to look her pinned rival in the eyes and started taunting the younger woman. Leiko struggled to escape by jerking her body violently, but the product of the English upper classes was too big, too strong, too experienced. In desperation Leiko raised her head and fixed her teeth into Jessika's left breast. Jessika's head rolled backwards, and her jaw dropped as she screamed in pain! Leiko maintained her hand hold with Jessika, preventing the agonized older woman from using her hands for a painful few moments. When Jessika tore her hands free it was still very difficult to remove her tit from the Japanese woman's mouth as Leiko wrapped her legs and arms around Jessica, preventing her from pushing Leiko away. When she finally did it was only momentarily as an eye gouge by Leiko gave the Japanese the chance to bite again.

Leiko rolled the writhing moaning Jessika over and get on top of the wailing Englishwoman. With a desperate, despairing punch to the face Jessika broke the bite hold and with an incredible surge of strength was able to crawl away on her back as she pushed Leiko down her body and trapped Leiko's head between her thighs in a head scissor as she cradled her tits and tried to recover.

Leiko tried to free her head but Jessika grabbed her hands and really started squeezing her scissors hold . Leiko's chin was right up against Jessika crotch and I thought Leiko was in trouble, and she definitely was, but she turned her head and started biting again. Jessika screamed as her legs flew open to reveal Leiko biting Jessika's inner thigh, very very close to her pussy. Jessika scratched Leiko's eyes to get her to release her bite hold and quickly rolled away. Leiko was lying on her back and Jessika was lying on her side curled in the fetal position in agonizing pain.

Jessika watched Leiko get up before she also got to her feet. Jessika's breasts had several deep, ugly bite marks that were already turning purple and her face was still contorted in pain. She continued cupping her breasts as well as favoring the leg that Leiko had bitten. Leiko looked none the worse for the wear, but she had been hurt too, and was cautious. Leiko attacked first, grabbed Jessika by the hair and yanked her head down, and held it down as she then started pulling the bigger woman in a circle. Jessika moaned as she tried to keep up and prevent her hair from being pulled out. Leiko let go and the English woman stumbled into a wall, her shoulder taking the impact. She slid down the wall and Leiko quickly moved in and kneed Jessika in the guts. The brunette gasped and retched as Jessika grabbed her hair again with both hands as she stood over the kneeling woman.

Leiko snaked her hands under Jessika's up stretched arms and trapped the stunned woman in a full nelson before kneeing her several times to the kidneys. Leiko released the nelson and Jessika slid to the floor. Leiko stretched the topless auburn haired Westerner's body horizontally, and started jamming the heels of her feet into Jessika's crotch as she lay back and scissored her victim. Jessika was in pain but, focused on trying to break the nelson hold through sheer strength, and the younger woman started struggling to contain the larger woman. The shrewd Japanese smartly changed her tactics and rolled Jessika over on her belly, her legs now straddling the struggling auburn haired woman as she reapplied the full nelson. Jessika's tits were getting flattened and crushed on the floor and as she struggled her soft breasts grew red from abrasion. Leiko slowly and carefully got up into a kneeling position, slowly bending the moaning auburn haired woman's back. Jessika's back was painfully bent, her head held down and her reddened breasts swaying as Leiko systematically hurt the older woman. Finally, in a burst of strength, Jessika managed to break the full nelson and collapsed to the ground her tits flattening on impact. Jessika managed to slowly turn over on her back to face her tormentor. Leiko got to her feet quickly, and smiled wickedly at Jessika, who was definitely hurting. She lay there on her back with her knees drawn up: defenseless, her auburn hair a sweaty mess, tears of pain running down her face.

I had seen many fights but what followed next will remain with me for ever. Leiko placed her hands on the gasping Jessika's knees and balanced into a handstand. It was only for a half second that she balanced her body motionless but it seemed like minutes before she pushed up. It was like I was watching in slow motion. As she pushed off she straightened her left leg behind herself and drew her right foot to her arse. She arced and proceeded to drop knee extended into Jessika's belly. This was not WWE. There was no miraculous comeback here. Jessika dry wretched and lay motionless. One each.

Round three. It was the British spirit: Waterloo, Trafalgar, the charge of the Light Brigade, Dunkirk. I wouldn't have come out for round 3, but Jessika crawled out to do battle. But there was to be no miracle fairy tale ending. Leiko knelt down next to Jessika and began to twist her shoulder and wrist with a straight arm bar. Jessica screamed and flopped around but nothing could ease the pain as Leiko nearly pulled her shoulder out of the socket before she rolled Jessika onto her stomach and straddled her back. She applied a double chin lock and hauled back on Jessika's neck. The future Lady Thornton-Smythe hung slackly from Jessika's grip, just reacting with shivers and moans as Leiko jerked her head from one side to the other. Leiko paused so that Syo could get a look shot of Jessika's face and her own beaming smile as she displayed her victim like a big game trophy.

She rolled Jessika onto her back, then stretched her out and pinned her down. Jessika was like a rag doll. She spoke to Syo and me. "I declare myself the victor. This miserable creature belongs to me and my friend this night." With tantalizing precision she began to peel Jessika's thong from her sweaty body. The eyes Syo were glazed with hate and lust as Jessika's cunt was slowly exposed...

I caught Jessika's despairing look and stared at the floor in dejection as the sounds of Jessika's humiliation began to be heard. Leiko spent the next few minutes fingering her victim before pinching and scratching her clit. The pain would get so intense that Jessika would fight her up to a sitting position. Each time, Leiko would pause and backhand Jessika across the face, knocking her back down, before resuming her punishment of Jessika's cunt. All the while a wild urge was building up in side of her. Unable to resist it any longer she shoved Jessika flat on her back and straddled her face, grinding her pussy into the beaten woman's face. She ripped her own thong off as the waves of elation began to pour through her and she reached orgasm, grinding away with her pelvis on Jessika's face, savoring the presence of her Syo and myself, as she covered Jessika's face with a shiny film of her juices.
Satisfied, she took Jessika's head in her lap and loosely wrapped her legs around it. Leiko leaned back on her arms, still enjoying the last sensations of her orgasm that still lingered in her. Jessika lay naked and spread-eagled, still under the naked Japanese. Jessika caught the eye Syo. She nodded invitingly towards her victim's cunt. Syo put on the largest strap-on I had seen and on hands and knees advanced in naked readiness onto Jessika. As she did Leiko was adjusting an even large black weapon and motioning me to leave with a dismissive wave of the hand and a whispered thank you.

Why, the thank you, you ask? Temesta , the same anti-anxiety drug that causes doziness that French father Fauviau gave his son's 25 year old Tennis opponent Alexandre Lagardere, in July 2003 in a village game in which the prize was a leg of ham. It not only allowed his son to win but caused Lagardere's death when he crashed driving home that evening. Jessika's bottled water was laced with it ensuring both that she would not win and that I was assured of the Japanese tourist trade to my new Bangkok club. Yes, I was now a 50% owner of the Ownly Pussy Club where Jessika and Leiko had first fought, and with the Japanese tourists and the Aussies from the resorts I was doing the Accounting for, I would do very nicely, thank you.

Many people have asked, "How can you look at yourself in the mirror each morning"? My answer is by using my eyes.