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Accidental African Slave. Part 65

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I just sat in the cage listening to the other wrestling matches, and looking at potential opponents. Finally time came for my second match, and a well built opponent was chosen. It was assumed I would be taken out rather easily by my opponent.
We entered the ring and he mad a quick move right off, but I was able to avoid his hold. He quickly came at me again, and this time he took hold and tried to trip me. I broke free and got hold of my opponent, but he broke free and backed off. Next he came at me and I was able to avoid his attack. He then turned and charged at me, and I was able to push him to the side. He then lost his balance, and I was able to grab hold and take him down.
After winning the match, I look at the crowd and saw Orsty with his hands raised. My opponent and I were then returned to the holding cage. I sat there looking at the other wrestlers I might be wrestling next, and I tried to figure out who would be the strongest opponent.
Time came for my third match, and a tall (for my opponents) was my next opponent. We were led to the ring, and at first we just looked at each other. I finally decided to make the first move, but was quickly pushed off. My opponent let me make the moves each time, and he would avoid my attacks. I finally decided to wait and let him make the moves, and each time he did I pushed him off. On his last attack he grabbed hold of me, but I broke free catching him off guard. I was then able to get my arms around him, and then wrestled him down pinning him to the mat.
I looked at Orsty, who had a big smile and his hands in the air. My opponent and I were then returned to the holding cage. I sat there for awhile with nothing happening. After what seamed like forever, a guard came and took me by the arm. I noticed another guard do the same to another wrestler, and we were both led to the ring. It was announced the two of us would be wrestling for the weekly championship.
I looked at my opponent, and realized he was built like Kwaku and Ospee. I decided to put everything into this match, and follow what Kwaku had told me to do while wrestling him.
I let my opponent make the first move, so I could assess his style and moves. I was able to avoid or escape his moves by following Kwaku’s instructions. I then went on the attack, and it seemed to confuse or throw him off. I noticed he seemed to be tiring, and this is where the stamina I had developed wrestling with Kwaku and Ospee paid off. I finally wore him down, and when he stepped back to rest I was able to grab hold and take him down.
I was then declared the champion for that week, and enjoyed the accolade of the crowed. Orsty was standing with his hands raised and clasped together.
I was then led back to the holding cage, but instead of being allowed to sit I was taken to the adjoining shower. I had my shock collar removed and entered the shower with the other wrestlers. After showering and as I exited, I had my hand shackled behind my back. I then sat on the bench in the holding cage, until Orsty brought his truck to the back door.
Orsty then came for me and led me to his truck, he helped me get in the truck and we drove away. As we drove out of town, Orsty told me I was entered to wrestle again in two weeks. I was surprised because he had objected to my wrestling at the arena, and didn’t want to get involved.
I ask what changed his mind, and he told me he liked watching me wrestle, and that I seemed to really enjoy myself. I told him I did, but was not sure about doing it again. I told him I was afraid we would get caught, and not sure what kind of trouble that would cause. He just said don’t worry, but you will be wrestling in two weeks.
I ask what’s going on, and he laughed. He told me he was Master and I was his slave, so I had to obey him. I just laughed, and ask him what was really going on. That’s when he told me he had made more than the equivalent of two hundred American dollars. He was paid for entering his slave, and every time I won he was given a portion of a pot of money. He got what was left in the pot, when I won the weekly championship.
Once out of town Orsty stopped his truck and removed my shackles. I hopped out and got dressed for our trip back to Araway’s house.
Once back in the truck, he told me he was putting the money in a fund for his sisters boys. He helped his sister financially when needed, and had been putting money in the bank for the boy’s education.
I told him ok, I’ll be your slave, and wrestle as often as possible. He just laughed, and we continued our journey home.

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