Frienemies (Short Femdom Story)

[TheMartialFetichist]

Lana & Peter have been friends since early childhood
and like all good friends sometimes they argued, they just
didn't do it with only words, they took their argument to
the mat.

When they fought they where both really competitive, only
once did Peter managed to knock-out Lana out but most of the
time it was her who dominated him, the agility of her
legs, the strength of her feet and the fury of her hands
made her almost a force of nature.

Peter would never forget that late afternoon where they
faced each other once again, on the used tatami installed
by Lana in her garage, dirty and marked by years of use,
it caused her feet to turn black, he loved to mark Pedro's
face with the dirt every time she kicked him in the face
and she knew that only upset him even more.
No matter how hard he tried to connect a blow or a kick,
she kept countering every move and throwing him to the
ground, applying some leg locks to his neck to make him
submit.

After having already lost three consecutive times (two by
submission and one by knockout), he quit trying and
accepted his defeat on the ground, Laura motivated him to
keep getting up and provoking him,
-"Come on, you migt be able to hit me on the next round",
she said mockingly.
The temptation to continue was present for him but he was
already too tired to continue.

Seeying that Peter accepted defeat she decided stop, take
the nearest towel and wipe her sweat, she approached him
like a cat on t its prey and she sat on his torso, hooking
her legs on his hips and holding him tightly, with no
possibility of escape she had him dominated once more.

Usually, he always fell into the same tricks that she used to
pull on him since they were children, but this was new, he
had never been so close and she looked at him as if she
wanted to devour him.

-"You know, you are very cute when you are helpless."
She told him very sweetly while having him on the hold.
-"Lana, what's gotten into you? you already won OK, you
don't have to keep humiliating me, I give up".
- "I know".
she answered
-"but I confess, ever since the first time you defeated me you
made me hate you, hate you because I was always better and for some strange reason that day you were the better fighter.

-"I trained so hard even my hands bled at some point and I wanted nothing more than to see you on the floor like you are now".
her words, harsh and serious.

-"But now I understand, I don't hate you, I find you
irresistible, how you took my breath away with a kick or
how you threw me to the ground and made me submit, that
day I think I stopped seeing you as a friend and more like
something else".
-"I want you Peter, i want you now, please tell me that
you feel the same".

Both of them lying on the cushioned blue mat that for a
long time served for training but now it's becoming
something more ... intimate.
Peter stared into her eyes and also for a moment, she
stopped being the friend he had knowned for
years, she now looked like a divine vision, an angel with
her messy hair gathered in a tail a white Dougi with black
pants, stained by hours of fighting and her feet dirty and
bruised from various kicks and sweeps, She was perfect.

Peter without giving it a second thought, stood up to kiss her, she in
return kissed him just as passionately and continuously
both began to take off each other's uniforms, reaching
their naked bodies, glistening with sweat, it was there
and that afternoon that they stopped being just friends
and rivals.
Since then, on occasions, when Laura reminds him of that
day, she mentions why don't they go "train on the old
mat", Peter knows that even if he still loses in some way,
he always wins.

[TheMartialFetichist]

I wrote this one down one short afternoon, it feels rushed i know but still i would love to get some feedback, thanks.

[TheMartialFetichist]

I wrote this one down one short afternoon, it feels rushed i know but still i would love to get some feedback, thanks.

[kaibsp123]

Amazing story

[TheMartialFetichist]

Thanks, i would love to post more short stories like these.

[Wildthing2001]

Originally Posted by TheMartialFetichist [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

Lana & Peter have been friends since early childhood
and like all good friends sometimes they argued, they just
didn't do it with only words, they took their argument to
the mat.

When they fought they where both really competitive, only
once did Peter managed to knock-out Lana out but most of the
time it was her who dominated him, the agility of her
legs, the strength of her feet and the fury of her hands
made her almost a force of nature.

Peter would never forget that late afternoon where they
faced each other once again, on the used tatami installed
by Lana in her garage, dirty and marked by years of use,
it caused her feet to turn black, he loved to mark Pedro's
face with the dirt every time she kicked him in the face
and she knew that only upset him even more.
No matter how hard he tried to connect a blow or a kick,
she kept countering every move and throwing him to the
ground, applying some leg locks to his neck to make him
submit.

After having already lost three consecutive times (two by
submission and one by knockout), he quit trying and
accepted his defeat on the ground, Laura motivated him to
keep getting up and provoking him,
-"Come on, you migt be able to hit me on the next round",
she said mockingly.
The temptation to continue was present for him but he was
already too tired to continue.

Seeying that Peter accepted defeat she decided stop, take
the nearest towel and wipe her sweat, she approached him
like a cat on t its prey and she sat on his torso, hooking
her legs on his hips and holding him tightly, with no
possibility of escape she had him dominated once more.

Usually, he always fell into the same tricks that she used to
pull on him since they were children, but this was new, he
had never been so close and she looked at him as if she
wanted to devour him.

-"You know, you are very cute when you are helpless."
She told him very sweetly while having him on the hold.
-"Lana, what's gotten into you? you already won OK, you
don't have to keep humiliating me, I give up".
- "I know".
she answered
-"but I confess, ever since the first time you defeated me you
made me hate you, hate you because I was always better and for some strange reason that day you were the better fighter.

-"I trained so hard even my hands bled at some point and I wanted nothing more than to see you on the floor like you are now".
her words, harsh and serious.

-"But now I understand, I don't hate you, I find you
irresistible, how you took my breath away with a kick or
how you threw me to the ground and made me submit, that
day I think I stopped seeing you as a friend and more like
something else".
-"I want you Peter, i want you now, please tell me that
you feel the same".

Both of them lying on the cushioned blue mat that for a
long time served for training but now it's becoming
something more ... intimate.
Peter stared into her eyes and also for a moment, she
stopped being the friend he had knowned for
years, she now looked like a divine vision, an angel with
her messy hair gathered in a tail a white Dougi with black
pants, stained by hours of fighting and her feet dirty and
bruised from various kicks and sweeps, She was perfect.

Peter without giving it a second thought, stood up to kiss her, she in
return kissed him just as passionately and continuously
both began to take off each other's uniforms, reaching
their naked bodies, glistening with sweat, it was there
and that afternoon that they stopped being just friends
and rivals.
Since then, on occasions, when Laura reminds him of that
day, she mentions why don't they go "train on the old
mat", Peter knows that even if he still loses in some way,
he always wins.

Very cool story with good build up and unexpected ending. There is something to be said about being able to convey a tale within few words, sometime just like a song rushed ones that take little time to write are the best.

[TheMartialFetichist]

Thanks, i preffer it short and sweet, i find it more arrousing like this.