This is a continuation of The Nanny. If you have not read it, click on this link to catch up
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=106076.0 It’s been five years since Suyen lost everything. Five years since she found her husband cheating on her with Jocyln, the girl she trusted to watch her daughter. A fight ensued where she was thoroughly beaten and ultimately kicked out of her own home.
Since then, Suyen has struggled to put her life back together. She had moved to a new city, and continued her career as an educator.
Slowly, her life returned to a sense of normalcy. Some of her male coworkers even flirted with her and asked her out, but she always refused. Even after all these years, Jeffs betrayal left a distrust for men. And even if she wanted to date, she couldn’t because of the nightmares.
They came to her almost every night. It was always the same. Suyen was surrounded by nothing but darkness, and from a distance came the cry of a baby; her daughter. Frantically, she would run around and try to find her as her cries got louder and louder until they stop. The cries turn to gentle cooing, and Suyen would turn to find her daughter cradled in the arms of Jocelyn. Her right nipple exposed and feeding her daughter as she happily sucked. Then Jocelyn would lift her head up and stare at Suyen, a cruel smile across her face as she begins to laugh. Then Suyen would wake up, her sheets soaked with sweat and tears streaming from her eyes.
She couldn’t take it much more. She could feel her mind slipping away with each nightmare. She had to do something to fix it. She couldn’t get her family back. Even if
it was possible, she wouldn’t want to; not after what Jeff did. But the one thing she could get and wanted was revenge.
It took months of careful planning, but only minutes to execute. Jocelyn worked in the same law office as Jeff. Suyen had been there many times, so she knew the building well. She also knew that prominent lawyers like Jocelyn had access to the VIP restroom. It cost her a bit, but she was able to bribe a tech expert to give her a fake access key.
After that, it was all about waiting and watching. Suyen learned Jocelyn’s schedule and routines and figured the best time to strike.
After two months, Suyen was confident enough to go through with her plan. She waited until 1:30 when Jocelyn usually uses the bathroom. For some reason, she didn’t like going around noon when all the other women would use it after lunch. That would be her mistake.
Jocelyn had just finished using the toilet when she opened up the stall door to see someone standing in front of her. Before she could react, a large metal object slammed into her head knocking her back. For a moment, she was able to see an angry Suyen standing over her before being blinded with pepper spray.
She screamed as the chemicals seeped into her eyes, but it was useless. The walls of the bathroom were designed to muffle sounds. Suyen then pulled out a taser and shoved it into Jocelyn’s neck, letting the device send electricity through her body.
Jocelyn stopped screaming and her limbs shook as the taser did its work. She collapsed in a heap on the floor, unconscious. But this wasn’t enough for Suyen who pulled up the black woman’s skirt and shocked her crotch too. Jocelyn didn’t wake from it, but her eyes rolled into the back of her head and froth gurgled out of her mouth. Then Suyen caught the whiff of a rancid smell. Jocelyn had pissed herself.
Panting hard, Suyen laughed like a mad woman at what she did. She wanted to do more, but she knew it was only a matter of time before someone came in and found them. Quickly, she pulled out some rope from the duffel bag she was carrying and tied Jocelyn to the toilet, arms bound over her head and legs soread out.
She ripped her top off and removed her piss soaked panties, shoving them deep into her mouth. She took a few photos and quickly left. Jocelyn was like that for twenty minutes before someone came in and found her. By then, Suyen was long gone and reveling in her vengeance.
Several days later, Jocelyn was still furious. She had never been so embarrassed in her life, and it was all at the hands of that bitch Suyen. She had thought she’d taken care of her long ago, but clearly the old cow still had some fight in her.
She was fuming in her house when she got a call from an unknown number. She answered it with a snarl. “What?!” She snapped into the phone, not really wanting to deal with telemarketers, but looking for someone to vent on
“Oh my, someone sounds angry. Don’t tell me you’re upset for being found in your natural position at work.”. Suyen said over the phone with a laugh.
“You fucking bitch!” Jocelyn shouted. “When I find you, I’m going to rip your head off!”
Suyen just laughed “Oh, you won’t have to try that hard to find me. See, as much as I enjoyed our little reunion, it wasn’t enough. I want to make you suffer, like I’ve suffered!”
“Name a time and place, bitch!” Jocelyn spat. “Ill be there to finish what I started!”
“Oh, I’m so glad you asked. Perhaps you’ve heard of a little organization called the WECW? They are an a famous all women’s wrestling organization. Normally, they only show pros fight, but it turns out they have amateur matches for women with little disagreements like ours. I already called them and they agreed to set up a match for us in their next show. All we need is your consent, and we can settle this once and for all.”
Jocelyn laughed harshly. “Oh, I consent. I can’t wait to beat you in front of a large crowd.”
“There are two stipulations, though”. Suyen said, ignoring Jocelyn’s taunt. “The first is that were only allowed to wear lingerie. Company policy. They think it helps ratings if their fighters wear something silky and see through.”
“And what’s the second?”
“The second is that I don’t just want to beat you. I want to tear you apart. So this wont be a regular match. No….this will be a LAST WOMAN STANDING MATCH. We keep going until one of us can’t anymore. So what do you say, you ready to get your little ass kicked?”
There was a small pause over the phone, but then Jocelyn answered. “You’re on. I will see you then, and I will make sure you never forget who’s the better woman.”. And with that, she hung up.
