As Logan gazed at the neon lights flashing outside the bedroom window, her mind began to wander.
Despite her best efforts, she couldn't stop thinking about the offer to join Hell's Cage. She had already decided that she wasn't going to participate. Yet, the allure of it was too great to ignore. It didn't surprise her when she heard whispers about fellow underground fighters signing up to take part in the tournament and earn the chance to win a fat paycheck that will change their lives. However, Logan knew better. She understood that those who signed up rarely were seen again. It wasn't a sport…it was carnage.
Rumors of deaths and corruption were prevalent. For a newbie, the tournament was unwinnable. It was a popularity contest. If the higher-ups believed that a fighter was of better value to them with underground streaming and ticket sales, they would do everything in their power to make sure that fighter proceeded through the tournament. Those were the words of a few who dared to speak up and try to expose what was really going on. Likewise, they would never be heard from again and their videos would be scrubbed. Whoever was in charge had power and connection.
Logan wasn't going to get involved with that.
''Am I boring you?''
She tore her gaze away from the window and stared down at her companion lying beside her. ''You're the least boring person I know.''
''Flattery won't get you a discount.''
Logan's lip twitched, almost turning into a smile. ''Alexa, you know I honor your rates. Plus, I always give you generous tips.''
Alexa smirked. Once she had Logan's attention focused on her, she quickened her pace, pumping the fighter's cock enthusiastically. A chill surged up Logan's body and, whilst remaining stoic as ever, a moan slipped out of her. Her slender fingers couldn't quite coil around the thick girth, so she made sure to stroke every inch to ensure that Logan was satisfied with her service. The lights from outside bathed the room in pink and purple. Logan's muscular body looked radiant under the glow. She wouldn't admit it openly, but Alexa would happily offer her most frequent client a free service if it meant riding that body all through the night. Her lips remained sealed. Bills needed to be paid.
In her mid-50s, Alexa had struggled with income as clients would move onto 'younger models'. She was attractive and energetic. But, she also wasn't afraid to stamp her foot and set boundaries. Those that didn't respect her wouldn't have the privilege of touching her. Perhaps, that is why Logan was attracted to her. The fighter had used often used her winnings to pay for women. Sometimes, they were of similar age to her. But, Logan's tastes skewed to the more mature variety. Alexa checked all the boxes. Sexy, funny and tough on the inside. It reached a point where Alexa was the only woman that Logan hired. At first, Alexa feared that she would have to break the heart of another client who became too attached. But, Logan eased her worries by telling her that she wasn't looking for romance.
Logan held firm to the belief that she couldn't be a lover and a fighter.
A low growl rolled up Logan's throat as Alexa continued to stroke her shaft. After some consideration, she decided to break her bank tonight. Her recent victory didn't offer as much as some of her previous bouts, but it was enough to earn her one of favorite services from Alexa.
''Blowjobs are a hundred, right?'' she asked.
''Hundred and twenty,'' Alex replied. ''Inflation's a bigger bitch than us.''
Without complaint, Logan reached over to the desk table and retrieved the money. She handed the amount to Alexa, who sent it aside without counting it. By now, she knew Logan wouldn't scam her. Sometimes, the fighter would slip an extra five or ten when Alexa wasn't looking.
''It must have been a good fight,'' she said as she crawled down Logan's body until her mouth was on top of the throbbing shaft. She bestowed it with sweet kisses, travelling up to the tip, which she licked lovingly. ''When's your next one?''
''Still waiting on that,'' Logan groaned, feeling her cock disappear into Alexa's mouth. ''Hopefully, it's just a quick in and out. No extra steps like making the fight longer than needed.''
Alexa bobbed her head up and down, taking Logan's cock deeper. As always, she shifted higher so that she was at an easier angle to take the shaft down her throat. Her saliva coated the massive dick. She knew that Logan liked it messy, so she slurped and slobbered all over it, filling the neon-drenched room with her lewd sounds. After gagging on it for some time, she pulled her head back to catch her breath.
''Does that count as match-fixing?'' she asked, allowing her throat to recover.
''Maybe,'' Logan replied, thrusting her hips so that her cock would rub against Alexa's face. ''It's not like they're telling one of us to throw the fight. They just want to keep what little audience they have entertained. We go the distance and then beat the shit out of each other until one is left standing.''
As she was listening, Alexa purred with delight as her face was being massaged by Logan's cock. She grabbed it and slapped it on her tongue, tasting the pre-cum that was leaking from the tip. She didn't know when she became Logan's therapist. But, she would listen for as long as was required if it meant getting paid. Though, she was also intrigued by the fighter's lifestyle. She believed that Logan had the potential to be greater. But, she seemed to be holding herself back; content with takeaways and cheap hook-ups.
What kind of champion would be happy with settling for scraps?
After taking Logan's cock in her more for a little longer, sucking with greater intensity, she shifted her focus onto Logan's balls. She took them in her mouth, swirling her tongue around each and earning more moans of approval from the fighter.
''You know,'' Alexa hesitated. Logan's reaction to her next question was almost a guarantee, but she thought to ask anyway. ''There is a fighting tournament coming up that I think you might be interested in…''
If it were any other night, Logan would have taken the bait. However, after her conflict in the locker room earlier, alongside Alexa's caution when speaking, Logan knew what this subject was going to be about. ''If you say Hell's Cage one more time, I'm taking my money and I'm going to pay a visit to Crystal instead.''
Alexa stopped pleasuring her. ''What makes you think I was going to say…''
''I already had to deal with an asshole trying to persuade me after he jumped me.''
''What? You didn't tell me you got attacked.''
Despite Alexa's sincere concern, Logan remained deadpan. ''It wasn't worth the discussion. I kicked their asses.''
''Still, don't you want to think about joining? I know someone who might help you with registering. And from what I've heard, you could earn triple what you're making just from the earlier rounds. I know you've got the talent to go far and…''
''And what?'' Logan snapped. ''Go far and then lose my unbeaten streak?''
Alexa rolled her eyes. ''That's what this is about?''
Logan bolted up to a sitting position and glared at Alexa. ''Fighters who go into Hell's Cage are broken and left to waste. I don't want to deal with that. I'm happy with amateur fighting. With my unbeaten streak, I can negotiate better rates and get more butts in seats for my fights. If I lost that, my career would be over and I'll be stuck. I don't have anywhere to go. I'm not Rocky fucking Balboa. If I lose, I don't get a second chance.''
The room grew suffocatingly silent. Alexa didn't back down. ''If money is such a concern for you, then why do you pay for my services?''
Their eyes remained locked as Logan's face slowly softened. As strong as Alexa was, the hurt in her voice was evident. The fighter's heart was cold. But, at least she had a heart. She was the first to look away; her gaze returning to the lights from the buildings outside. The dreamlike setting and atmosphere helped her to calm down. She slowly settled back onto the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Seeing the fighter's resolve weaken, Alexa decided to continue with her services. Using their heated argument to galvanize her efforts, she deepthroated Logan's cock without stopping. Her neck bulged over and over again, refusing to slow down even as she choked on the length. Logan's moans returned in full force. The fighter threaded her fingers through Alexa's hair, assisting her by making her bob her head faster. At the same time, Alexa grabbed Logan's balls and squeezed them hard.
Logan's body jerked in response. ''Yeah, I deserved that.''
She felt Alexa smile around her cock.
Relentless. That would be the perfect word to describe Alexa when she was in the mood. Her focus had always been on pleasing the client. Better service meant more service in her line of work. Alexa's pleasure was a second thought as she focused solely on Logan. Still, that didn't mean she wasn't getting excited having such a large cock inside of her mouth. Logan's size and taste made her pussy wet with desire. It's such a shame that Logan didn't have the money for a full-service tonight.
They both needed to blow off some steam.
Logan grunted a few more times before gripping Alexa's hair tightly. It was her way of letting Alexa know that she was about to explode. Just before the moment of peak ecstasy, Alexa pulled Logan's cock out of her mouth and rubbed it again. Soon, she felt thick blobs of cum splattering onto her face, drenching her lustful expression. She licked her lips, tasting the seed that dripped close to her mouth. Watching Logan's body rise and fall with every sharp breath made Alexa's heart race. She knew that somewhere out there was a woman who Logan would make very happy.
However, talks of romance were more taboo than speaking about Hell's Cage. Logan had told her repeatedly that love wasn't on the cards. Yet, she held onto the belief that someone would come along and change the fighter's life and make it less…
Lonely.
Not wanting to leave their time together on a sour note, Alexa decided that banter would be the best medicine. ''Crystal? Really? You'd go to her over me?''
It worked as Logan smirked mischievously. ''You know that I wouldn't do that. Now, if a threesome with you two was possible…''
Alexa slapped Logan's thigh. ''Yeah, there's only one way you can afford that, and I'm not allowed to say it.''
The older woman leaned down and started to clean the mess that Logan had left, licking her cum off her hot skin. Meanwhile, Logan rested her head on the bed and became lost in her thoughts again.
Hell's Cage?
Nothing on Heaven or Earth would get her in that tournament.
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Logan felt faint droplets of rain as she walked home At this time of night, the streets were clear, leaving her with only her thoughts to remain a persistent company.
Thinking back to the conversation she had with Alexa, Logan felt a slight twang of pain in her chest. She knew that she was harsh. Her companion was only trying to help. Alexa was too good. Anyone else would have kicked her to the curb and instantly blacklisted her. For a brief moment, Logan wondered if Alexa was single. The older woman never talked about her personal life. Neither of them did. It was all business and pleasure with them. When she first started paying for Alexa, she had been hit with an interrogation, demanding that she not grow any personal attachment to her. There seemed to be some history with a former client. Logan didn't pry.
Logan couldn't remember if she told Alexa that she was single, or if she guessed based on the fighter's overall persona. Either way, Logan assured her that she wasn't the type to find a permanent partner. There would be too much drama and stress. Why kind of sane woman would date an underground fighter who barely made enough to cover rent in a shitty apartment?
Logan shook her head, casting aside any negative thoughts that she had.
She hoped that something would distract her.
Her ears perked up when she heard screaming coming from around the corner of a nearby building.
The thought of ignoring the cry for help flashed across Logan's mind. The last thing she needed was to get involved with something that could risk injury. She needed to be in good shape so that she had a better chance in her next fight. But, the screams continued. There was no one around to make it their problem. Sighing loudly, Logan followed the screams.
Turning the corner, she could just about see four outlines shrouded in the darkness at the far end of the alleyway. Three large figures were standing above a fourth, who was cowering in the corner, crying out for help once more. The size difference was ludicrous. Whoever these people were targeting couldn't defend themselves as they were pushed to the floor with ease. They circled their victim like hyenas stalking around a wounded animal.
''Hey!'' Logan yelled, getting their attention.
Stepping out of the shadows, Logan was approached by two large men and a bulky woman, each with predatory smirks on their faces. ''You got a problem?'' one of them barked.
Without hesitation, Logan lifted her leg and kicked the tallest brute in the face, knocking him out instantly. He dropped to the floor while his two buddies backed away and stared at Logan.
''I'm not in the mood. So, let's just get this over with.'' Logan said.
They both came at her simultaneously. Weaving underneath the smaller guy's jab, Logan's knee crashed into the female attacker's ribs. She gasped and buckled under the force of the impact. Logan showed no mercy as she locked her arm around the woman's head and slammed her to the ground, leaving her a crumbled mess on the rocky turf. Logan felt the last attack wrap his arms around her from the back, hoping to keep her at bay. Logan shifted so that she had enough room to thrust her arm back, hitting him repeatedly in the stomach with her elbow. To the guy's credit, he held on for a long time. But, his grip weakened with every impact. Over and over again, Logan elbowed him in the gut until he finally released her. It was too easy for Logan to grab his arm and pull it back. She stamped on his back, sending him spiralling to the floor as she continued to pull his arm until it was at an acute angle.
''I'm going to give you a choice,'' Logan growled. ''I'm going to let go. You can either take your unconscious buddy and get out of my sight. Or, continue the fight, and get both of your arms broken. I'm sure you're smart and will make the right choice. Correct?''
He nodded frantically. As promised, Logan released him. Surprisingly, he was smart and went with the cleaner choice. With the help of his female friend, who was bleeding from the side of the head, they quickly grabbed their comatose friend and dragged him out of the alleyway.
Logan was brought down from her rush when she heard whimpering coming from behind. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that the target of those brutes had slowly stood and was staring at the fighter nervously. She was a woman who appeared to either be in her 50s. Her hair was black, though a few strands of grey could be seen thanks to the faint light coming from the street. She was slightly shorter than Logan. When Logan saw the woman's brown eyes, she found herself getting lost in them.
Fuck! She's hot!
Logan nearly swallowed her tongue. Not many women could make her feel like this. She was tenser now than she was during the brawl.
''Thank you,'' the woman said softly. ''That was incredible.''
''Don't worry about it,'' Logan replied. Her voice was slightly higher. She cleared her throat. ''Did they do anything to you?''
She shook her head. ''No, not like that. They just wanted to rough me up.''
''What kind of sick fucks do they think they are by attacking you?''
The woman looked hesitant to speak. ''They…mistook me for someone else.''
Logan raised her brow. ''They mistook you for another older woman they have a vendetta against?''
Looking more on edge than before, the woman looked behind Logan and quickly gathered her purse which had dropped to the floor during the scuffle. ''I really should be going…''
Logan stepped in front of her before she could rush away. ''Hold on, I can't let you walk home by yourself. Not after what just happened.''
''Trust me, I'll be fine. That was just unexpected.''
She was desperate to hurry home. Logan was almost fearful that this woman was going to try and fight her way free. However, when Logan grabbed her by the shoulders, she froze. Logan's grip was firm enough to keep her rooted, but not hard enough to hurt her. The woman stared directly into Logan's piercing green eyes and seemed lost for words.
Hoping not to scare her, Logan let her go once she was certain she wasn't going to run away. ''I know that you must be scared and want to go home. If you want, I can call an uber for you. Or, if you're not too far, I can walk you home. If another unexpected thing happens, you can feel safe knowing I'll be there to kick its ass.''
That earned a slight chuckle from the woman. She stared at the thought, debating with herself over what to do. As Logan waited for an answer, she couldn't help but admire the woman's beauty. If this were any other situation, she would happily flirt with her. But, after what she just went through, Logan wasn't going to do anything that would make her feel unsafe.
''It's just that…'' she whispered faintly. ''Going home isn't…I can't right now.''
Logan nodded. ''Okay, then…let's just grab a coffee. It's safe and out in the open. You can think about what you want to do there. No pressure.''
''That sounds fair. Okay. Thank you again, miss...?''
''Logan.''
The woman smiled. ''I'm Jamie.''
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