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  "Every day we survive.. what the fuck is that suppose to mean!" Buttons exclaimed. This shit was getting crazier by the minute and they were trapped. Maybe they should have thought this through a little better!

  "In my business I require only strong women, which I believe you two are. This type of training either eliminates the weak or makes the strong stronger. " The insanity they had previously missed was now shining brightly in Marco’s eyes.

  "And if we are not strong enough," Bubbles asked.

  "Then you will die," Marco replied rather matter-of-factly.

  "So when do this training begin," Bubbles asked.

  "Your training begins tomorrow so I suggest you two get settled in, eat something and get some rest, " Marco said as he made his way toward the stairs. When he reached the top, he turned around to speak...

  "Also if you violate my rules at any point, I will kill you and feed your carcasses to the wolves."

  With that, Marco went through the door at the top of the steps.

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  Bubbles and Buttons toured their new home for their training period. They walked over to the cage in the room and noticed the ground was covered in what appeared to be blood stains.

  "Is that blood all over the fucking ground," Buttons asked Bubbles.

  "It sure does look like it but I'm not sure," Bubbles responded. She wasn’t sure because being sure would mean they really had just descended into the basement of hell and might not live to come out!

  They then went inside the cage to examine it more closely. As they looked the cage up and down, they saw a small, fresh puddle of blood with a couple of teeth lying in it.

  "What the fuck?! We need to find out what the hell we really have gotten ourselves into," Bubbles said as she headed for the stairs.

  Bubbles climbed the stairs to the door leading into the house. She turned the knob but it was locked so she banged on it furiously. After a few seconds, the door opened and there stood Marco was holding a pistol in his right hand.

  "What the fuck is going on?" Marco asked.

  "What the fuck is going on you ask! We should be asking you that damn question. There is blood and teeth all over that goddamn cage down there," Bubbles angrily voiced.

  "Oh shit...” Marco grinned sadistically “...I apologize. I thought my guys cleaned the cage of all that. I will make sure it gets cleaned before your training starts tomorrow. Don't worry, a little blood and guts won't hurt you all. Now get some sleep because you would want to be well rested for tomorrow or that could be your blood and teeth on the ground. "

  Marco then closed and locked the door sending Bubbles back into the basement where Buttons was waiting.

  "What happened... What did he say," Buttons asked.

  "Whatever this shit is, it's dangerous so the only way we are gonna to survive this is to stick together... You got me," Bubbles asked Buttons.

  "Yeah I understand," Buttons responded. The women cleaned themselves up and huddled together in one bed as they drifted off to sleep.

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  The next morning, Buttons opened her eyes, looked over and saw the comforting sight of her best friend Bubbles huddled next to her. She kissed her in the forehead and sat up to stretch, being careful not to wake her still sleeping companion. After her stretch, she slowly surveyed the room with wide eyed shock, suddenly reminded of where she and her friend were.

  "Bubbles... Bubbles... Wake up," Buttons said in an urgent whisper as she shook Bubbles awake.

  "Damn girl... What the hell is wrong with you. I'm trying to get some sleep," Buttons mumbled.

  "This is the first day of training," Buttons told her.

  “Training? Training ...oh shit training!” Buttons said, as she popped upright in the bed, she too shocked and painfully reminded of where they were.

  The silence was suddenly pierced by the sound of Marco’s voice out of nowhere.

  "Oh good, the two of you are finally awake. I hope you had a good night's rest because today we find out what you two are made of. I will be down with some breakfast and a change of clothes shortly," Marco said as his voice rang over some speakers embedded in the ceiling.

  Minutes later they heard the door leading to the house unlock and open followed by footsteps coming down the stairs, but before they saw anyone they were overtaken by the smell of coffee and other aromas so good, their collective mouths began to water.

  “Mmmm...it smells like breakfast is just about served” Bubbles said to Buttons with a huge smile spread across her face.

  Just as she finished her sentence, Marco's feet appeared as he reached the bottom of the steps with a tray in his hands, but to their surprise, Marco is followed by a teenage boy carrying a stack of clothes.

  When Marco and the teenager reached the bottom of the stairs, Marco spoke to the boy in Russian and the teenager laid the stack of clothes on the bed and went towards the cage at the other end of the room.

  "Good morning ladies, let's eat and drink because today is the first day of the rest of your lives," Marco said with that same twisted gleam in his eyes. Marco poured the women coffee and handed them plates of food as the teenager started cleaning the cage.

  "Damn Marco, what's the deal with treating us so good but making us stay in this fucking hole," Bubbles asked as she chewed and swallowed her food.

  "The only reason you are staying down here is to ensure you stick to your training regiment ...there is no benefit for me to make your training completely unbearable," Marco said.

  "Can we now at least know what we have gotten ourselves into," Bubbles asked.

  Marco pondered the question for just a second before continuing...

  "Well I guess it's about time I revealed the rest of the puzzle. My friends and I organized a special club where we collect a select choice of sexual and ferocious women for a special sport of ours, we call you all Gladiator Escorts," his smile widened as he sipped his coffee.

  “Gladiator Escort....what the hell does that mean? Sounds like some old freaky, crazy shit to me” Bubbles replied. Marco glared at Bubbles, "I see you like to ask a lot of questions and your friend here seems to just go with the flow."

  "We’re a team. I am more of a talker and thinker and Buttons is more of a doer which is why we make such a good team. I make up our dance routines and Buttons is good at making it happen plus she has an ass and tits men and women drool over," Bubbles answered with a little heat. She was determined to show Marco no fear, although a part of her was scared out of her mind.

  “Ok...Well, to put things simple, some jobs will require fucking and some will require fighting. Some of my clients enjoy watching women beat each other to death and others enjoy a tough submissive woman they can act out their deepest and darkest fantasies with. An act their significant others at home would never allow. You two will fulfill both of these needs and in turn you will be paid and treated very, very well." Marco explained the plan while pouring himself another cup of coffee. He was perfectly at ease with the insanity he had just described.

  "Fantasies is what we do but I don't know about the fighting to the death part...ain’t never tried that shit before" Bubbles said with worry in her voice. Now she understood exactly why her brain was screaming “get the hell out of here...NOW!”

  Bubbles had more questions of course...

  "And how many fights do you expect us to win?" Bubbles asked.

  "I understand this business can really jeopardize one's health, so all I ask for is ten fights over ten weeks and you both will be set for life. During this time you will train down here for two weeks and if you survive, you can live in the house and move about as you please... "

  “..I will provide you with all the training you need and the rest will be up to you” Marco responded, rising from the bed to leave the two to discuss their fate, although it was obvious all decisions had been made.

  The teenager finished cleaning the cage and approached Marco, telling him something in Russian. Marco answ
ered him hurriedly and the boy then collected the finished breakfast dishes, making his way back up the stairs

  "I hope you enjoyed your breakfast because your training starts in mere minutes," Marco said as he looked towards the stairs...it was as if he was waiting for something or someone to magically appear.

  A few seconds later there were footsteps coming down the stairs again; it was the teenage boy followed by two ‘rough looking’ women to use the term loosely. The teenager led one of the women into the cage and sat the other to the side. Both women were dressed in nothing more than rags with needle marks all over their bodies and they carried a nasty stench with them as they slid their feet across the cold basement floor.

  "Whose first? Either you choose or I choose," Marco barked.

  Bubbles and Buttons then turned facing each other, their silent communication conveying the madness of the whole thing, yet their inability to change the situation now. They were stuck and their only way out was to fight their way out...

  "I'm going, " Buttons said in a serious tone. The die had been cast!

  “She did say you were a doer...I like the enthusiasm,” Marco said as he walked towards the cage and gestured with his finger to Buttons for her to follow him. Marco then said something to the boy in Russian and the boy handed Marco a small leather case. When Bubbles reached Marco he placed his hand on her shoulder,

  "You are quite a large and sexy woman.. if you want to win, use your size and strength along with using all your anger and pain in your life as fuel..."

  Marco then went inside the cage and walked up to the woman slumped on the ground in a corner. He unzipped the leather case, pulling out a small vial with a clear liquid inside along with a syringe. He inserted the syringe into the top of the vial, carefully withdrawing a precise amount of the liquid, and injected it into the woman's neck. Marco then slowly and carefully put the vial and syringe away as he walked out of the cage.

  "Enter the cage and go to the opposite end," Marco demanded Buttons.

  Bubbles was right there on the outside end where Buttons was standing, holding her hand through the cage bars. ..

  "Just be strong.. you can win this baby. I'll be right here, now go and kick that bitch's ass," Bubbles told Buttons.

  They then exchanged smiles. ..

  "She's waking.. it's time to get ready! " Marco barked as he closed and locked the cage.

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  The woman slowly stood up and locked her bloodshot eyes onto Buttons. The woman slowly rolled and flexed her shoulders before she started screaming and rushed Buttons like a wild cat.

  In an instant, Buttons side-stepped the woman, grabbed her and with her own momentum, slung her into the cage. Buttons then quickly scooted to the opposite end of the cage.

  "You have her down, don't run, you have to strike now!" Marco yelled at Buttons.

  Buttons looked over at Marco and before she could turn her head back around, she was tackled to the ground, now fiercely being clawed at by the drug crazed woman. She bent her head and bit Bubbles hard on her shoulder.

  "Ahhhhh you bitch!” Bubbles yelled a blood curdling scream as the woman ripped a chunk of flesh from her shoulder.

  "First blood...I love it," Marco said as he eagerly watched with that wicked smile on his face.

  “FUCK HER UP BUTTONS....FUCK HER ASS UP!!!” Bubbles yelled from outside the cage as she excitedly jumped up and down almost like a kid watching a playground fight.

  The woman then began to bang Buttons' head on the ground violently and forcefully. Buttons reached up with all her might, grabbed the woman firmly by the head, using her weight advantage to roll the woman over. Once on top, Buttons took her thumbs and forced them into the woman's eye sockets as they both yelled from the intensity of the fight. Buttons continued pressing until her thumbs sank into bloody spots in the woman's head and she just stopped yelling and fighting. It was over as fast and violently as it had begun.

  It took Buttons a moment to realize the woman wasn’t moving anymore. The adrenaline pumped through her veins like that drug had in the other woman’s. She slowly removed her thumbs from the woman's eye sockets and rose to her feet breathing heavily.

  "Yea baby... you did it," Bubbles yelled at Buttons.

  Just as Buttons started walking towards the cage door she felt a tug at her ankles and to her surprise, the woman wasn’t dead yet very close to it. She still had some fight left in her even though she was now completely blinded. With this woman now completely at her mercy and grabbing at her ankles, Buttons looked over at Bubbles and Marco with a look at confusion.

  "What the fuck are you waiting for... finish her!" Marco screamed.

  "Isn't this enough! The damned woman is blind as a bat at noon...what more can she do," Bubbles cried out.

  Marco pulled a pistol from his waistband and pointed it back and forth at Bubbles and Buttons..

  "I run a very serious business and I am a very serious man about my business so when I say finish her I expect you to do it or should I just kill you or your friend? Now what happens next is your decision... either she dies or one of you die!"

  While they debated, the blind woman made it to her feet and was now trying to feel her way to Buttons, still in attack mode. Buttons quietly stepped behind the woman, putting her in a vise-like choke hold. As the woman struggled and yelled to free herself, Buttons gave Marco a cold hard stare before she snapped the woman's neck.

  "Is that what you wanted to see... you brutal bastard" Buttons asked as she walked towards the cage door.

  "That is exactly what I wanted," Marco responded as he opened the cage door. "I hope you are prepared to fight or die," Marco said to them both.

  He told the boy something in Russian and the boy quickly went inside the cage, hoisted the woman's dead body over his shoulder, carrying it away.

  As Buttons walked out the cage Bubbles walked in as she and Marco traded stares of contempt. Marco then shouted commands in Russian to the boy and he then led the other woman into the cage. Marco then went to the woman and injected her also with the liquid in the vial in the leather case.

  "Should that kid really be here watching this shit Marco," Bubbles shouted. “You really are one twisted muthafucka!”

  “Where the kid needs to be is the least of your concerns Bubbles... she's waking up...” Marco laughed, pointing towards the second woman as slammed the cage door shut.

  Even though Buttons had it bad not knowing what was getting ready to happen to her, at that moment Bubbles had it worst because she knew what was coming and now the question was... Was she ready. Whatever Marco used on the women to make them fight had to be strong and fast. This woman was fired up and screaming just seconds after being something like the walking dead. Buttons wished Bubbles good luck and before Bubbles could part her lips to answer the woman was in full fury.

  As soon as Marco said fight, Bubbles unexpectedly exploded onto the woman and drove her backwards to the back bars of the cage. Bubbles then gripped the woman's head between her hands and began to beat the back of her head on the bars. Whatever it was that Buttons unleashed overpowered Marco's magic potion because Bubbles beat the woman's head on the bars with such ferocity she cracked the back of her head open like an egg. With a sudden crunching sound, all the woman's movement stopped and her body slumped to the floor. Bubbles then turned toward Marco and although she had no clue, the look in her eyes caused a tremor of fear to run through him.

  "Let me out this fucking cage," she demanded, as she huffed and puffed.

  Marco once again spoke to the boy, who in turn went into the cage, lumped the dead woman's body over his shoulder and disappeared up the stairs.

  “Will I have to use this...” Marco questioned, as he raised his shirt, allowing them a full view of his pistol on his side.

  “No...Just open the damn cage Marco” Bubbles said calmly as she impatiently waited at the cage ' s entrance.

  Marco lowered his shirt. If the women had not been so high on the
adrenaline rush and excitement of the kill, they would have noticed how nervous Marco had become in the last few minutes.

  “I'll give you two some time to get cleaned up and I’ll be back with your payment...”

  He moved so fast it was as if he’d vanished into then air. The only sound marking his departure being the door slamming at the top of those dark ass stairs.

  Bubbles and Buttons were visibly shaken by the ordeal as they stared silently at each other.

  "Did that really happen," Bubbles asked quietly. The dark truth dawning on her hyped up mind.

  "Yea...it really happened. We just killed two people..." Realization was hitting home and hard with both of them.

  Throughout their long friendship Bubbles had always known Buttons to follow her lead with no questions and had expected her statement to end at ‘people’ but to her surprise, there was more.

  “Hold on Bubbles, let me speak”, Buttons said as she placed her hands on Bubbles' shoulder.

  “Ever since we met five years ago I've been rolling with you doing whatever, wherever, whenever with no questions asked. I decided to follow you here and I'm ready to get what I asked for and we're here until we are able to do something about it so rather than thinking about what we doing, I want to think about how much we're making."

  "You're right Buttons.... this is some real sick shit, but we're here because we chose to be here and we may not ever be able to go back home. The best thing for us to do is make this fucking money. "

  The women then took showers and minutes later Marco and the boy came down to the basement carrying a tray with meats, fruits and wine. Marco had two large wads of cash in his hands similar to the ones he had at the strip club.

  "Did I forget to tell you with every kill you get an extra five thousand dollars," Marco said as he threw the wad of cash on their bed.

  Their eyes bulged at the large payout placed in front of them. They each grabbed a wad and joyfully flipped through the bills.

  "A thousand dollars a day and five thousand every time we win sounds real good but something in me don't like it that I'm killing innocent people.. and won't the police look into these missing persons?" Bubbles asked.