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Could we see the update before new year😁
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I'm really sorry I couldn't make it earlier, but Decembers are usually very busy and annoying months of my year so I simply couldn't find a lot of time. Maybe in next few days I will finished next part.
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I've been writing a really long next part so I decided to post it separately because it will probably be way too long for a single post. There will be some epic fights, but there is also a lot of build up to introduce new rivalries.

I hope you like how I continue the storyline! Isabelle meets with a powerful family who are originally her allies, but trouble start after she starts challenging the three sons of the powerful man in his home after a lot of taunting and disrespectful attitude. She challenges them to different contests which eventually leads to fights.

The next part (which will include wrestling) will be up really soon.




Part Nine: Isabelle Shows Off Her Tennis Skills and Embarrasses the Men of a Powerful Family



Isabelle had Bond in a helpless position after she beat him up again, this time in the snowy Austrian Alps near a ski track. However while she was thinking how to finish her rival for good, three men suddenly appeared. They were from the ski patrol responsible for the security of the ski track. It appeared that people reported Isabelle and Bond to the ski patrol as they saw skis lying near the piste and two people in the vicinity. It looked like someone accidentally skied off the track and were worried what was going on.

The men of the ski patrol saw Isabelle straddling on top of Bond and started questioning what happened.

Isabelle was angry and frustrated. Not only were the stewards from the ski patrol interrupting her, but there was also a crowd of people watching from the track. She realized that there was no way she could do anything to Bond and escape being captured. She started speaking to the patrol back in English and let her know she was just a tourist.

"This man had an accident," Isabelle said and pointed to James Bond. "I came to help him."

James Bond realized that he was just saved from almost certain death as he saw ski patrol helping Isabelle to stand up. Isabelle gave Bond an angry but also somewhat arrogant look as she was stood up. She was the clear winner of the day and had just humiliated Bond for one more time.

Bond was figuring out what to do. He could have complained about what Isabelle did to him. Isabelle was also a wanted criminal and he could have tried to have her detained and arrested by the ski patrol. On the other hand, he realized that he would have to convince the crowd that this harmless looking feminine woman was able to beat him up and is actually a dangerous criminal on the run. He was not sure if they would have believed him, and if they did it would just add to his humiliation. He wanted to deal with Isabelle alone. The only satisfying victory over Isabelle for him would be to have her crushed beneath him with either his arms or a bullet from his gun.

"Are you alright?" One of the men from the ski patrol asked Bond.

James Bond decided to run with Isabelle's story. "Yes, I'm alright. A bit hurt from the accident but alright."

Isabelle put a confident smirk on her face. She knew that Bond would have too much pride to try to ask the men to help him capture her. She decided to taunt Bond, "Are you sure, you look a bit... What's the word... Beat up?"

"I'm fine," Bond replied nervously, visibly angry at Isabelle.

One of the men from the ski patrol offered Isabelle to escort her back to the skiing piste. "Don't worry, lady. We will take care of him."

Isabelle picked up her skis and skied down the track as fast as she could. The fun was over. She was a wanted criminal and the British Secret Service knew where she was. While she wasn't worried about Bond whom she already beat so many times, she was afraid that after he failed, the Secret Service might send some other agents after her or simply report her to local Austrian police to arrest her based on the international warrant. She went back to her safe house and told her female bodyguards to start packing her things and bring her her weapons.

Isabelle needed to think fast. She decided to split her team in two. The female bodyguards she hired were told to stay in the safe house and try to locate Bond and kill him, while also distract possible other agents of the Secret Service. Meanwhile Isabelle and her maid Louise would travel to another hiding location.

Isabelle sat in the car and told Louise to drive while she would figure out a more detailed plan on what to do next.

Even though she won against Bond again, Isabelle felt a bit embarrassed and frustrated that Bond managed to find her location again. She lost her confidence in her hiding abilities and figured out she needed some help. There was a powerful man in Austria named Wolfgang who used to be her father's friend and associate. Isabelle decided to visit him and place herself under his protection until the British Secret Service would back off.

Wolfgang was a very powerful and rich 54-year-old man who lived in a big secluded mansion with his family. He had three sons who were 19, 22 and 24 years old respectively, and a 46 year old wife. Isabelle knew where they lived because she found his location among the important notes her father left for her. She had also met Wolfgang few times before to discuss some shady business deals he had with her father's criminal organization. She gave Louise the directions and eased her mind off a little bit while they were driving.

Louise and Isabelle arrived to Wolfgang's big mansion. Isabelle explained to the bodyguards that she was a family friend of their boss and they called Wolfgang to let her in. The estate where Wolfgang lived was quite big but also well guarded and fenced, with a lot of bodyguards to protect it. It was clear that Wolfgang was a powerful but also shady man who needed protection from his enemies.

Wolfgang was not sure what to do with Isabelle. He respected her father Charles and profited from criminal operations they did together in the past, but Isabelle was a very young woman who seemed very cocky to him. Despite this negative impression of her, he invited her in the mansion and offered her a place to stay in one of the rooms for guests.

Isabelle took a shower and changed her clothes and afterwards Wolfgang invited her for a private talk. Isabelle explained that the British agents were after her and offered Wolfgang money and potential business deals in the future with what was left of her criminal enterprise. Wolfgang was a smart man and played along. Isabelle was still very wealthy and he sensed that he could get a lot of money out of this naive girl while also using her as possible leverage with the authorities and betray her later on.

"I think we will be good partners, Isabelle." Wolfgang commented and offered some more wine to Isabelle. He tried to give an appearance of a gentleman even though he had very low opinion of women.

Isabelle did not trust Wolfgang completely but felt confident enough about him to trust him and stay at his place until she would find a better hideout. She took a good look at Wolfgang to try to further asses him judging by how he looked. He had grey hair but looked in good shape for a man of his age. He was around 5'10'' tall, slightly shorter than the tall girl Isabelle who was 5'11''.

"Definitely," Isabelle answered. "You trusted my father and there is no reason you wouldn't trust me. I proved myself just as capable as him over last years. I crushed all my enemies!" Isabelle bragged a little bit.

Wolfgang didn't like Isabelle's boast. He was a misogynist who looked down on women and felt that Isabelle was disrespectful to her father by comparing her abilities to his. Wolfgang considered Isabelle arrogant but played along with her to gain her trust. "I'm sure you did," he replied in a slightly sarcastic way.

Wolfgang told Isabelle to feel as if she were at home and invited her to join family lunch the next day.

Isabelle and Louise stayed in the same room and Louise gave Isabelle a massage before sleep.

"What do you think about Wolfgang and his family?" Louise asked Isabelle while she was massaging her back.

"He seems very old fashioned. I'm curious what his sons are like. I will meet them tomorrow during lunch. His wife too." Isabelle replied.

"I already saw them. The sons, I mean. I was looking out of the window and they were on the tennis court playing tennis," Louise explained. There was a tennis court in the backyard of the mansion.

"Really? How did they look like?"

"Like you would expect. A bunch of blonde German jocks in tennis attire. Why do you care, Isabelle? Won't you deal with Wolfgang only?" Louise wondered.

"I'm curious, you know me." Isabelle didn't want to reveal her plan to Louise but after the macho father Wolfgang boasted to her about his sons, she was thinking about challenging one of his sons to some physical competition, preferably wrestling or boxing, hoping she could win and gain respect by the host family. She felt that Wolfgang was underestimating her because she was a girl and that she could humble him a bit by besting one of his sons he took so much pride in. "Maybe I will challenge them to a game of tennis," Isabelle joked.

The next day Isabelle arrived to lunch. She picked a very expensive and feminine pink dress with short sleeves to look as elegant and charming as possible. Wolfgang and his sons were at the table wearing formal attire, while Wolfgang's wife Magdalena wore a black dress with long sleeves, much more modest compared to what Isabelle was wearing. They were a religious and conservative family.

Wolfgang's sons introduced themselves to Isabelle. From oldest to the youngest one their names were Alexander, Simon and Andreas. Isabelle took a good look at them and sized them up. Alexander was the tallest at 6'1'' while Simon and Andreas were at 5'10'' and 5'9'' respectively. They also had blonde hair and blue eyes. Alexander and Andreas both had long hair and no facial hair, while Simon had short hair and facial hair and look the manliest out of them in terms of facial features which were very pronounced and chiselled. On the other hand the tallest Alexander looked the most physically imposing out of them. The teenage Andreas looked the least intimidating.

Isabelle was glad that Wolfgang's sons were not too big. She planned to challenge them in some physical activity later on and was hoping they wouldn't be too much for her.

They sat down and started chatting. Out of courtesy, Wolfgang and his sons asked Isabelle questions about her homeland France and gave her compliments on her looks and her dress. Isabelle had good manners and acted very feminine and knew how to charm men. However she noticed that Wolfgang's sons were very reserved and looked somewhat suspicious of her. They were not acting too impressed with her.

Isabelle had no illusions about Wolfgang and didn't trust her new partner either. She decided to use the lunch to her advantage and play some psychological games with their hosts. As they had a bit of wine and the athmosphere became more relaxed, Isabelle started talking about her recent adventures with Bond and the secret agents and some other things she experienced.

Wolfgang was caught off guard by Isabelle telling her tales as he did not expect her to be so open about it. He heard rumors about Isabelle managing to fend off Bond and explained it to his sons, but he did not know all the details. Isabelle explained with pride how she was able to beat Bond and other British agents several times. Wolfgang and his sons became increasingly uncomfortable hearing these stories. While they didn't have any sympathies for Bond, they were a very conservative and patriarchal family and hearing stories about a woman beating men in physical contest was making them nervous in a rather strange and upsetting way, especially considering Isabelle was very feminine and didn't look threatening apart from her height.

"What a weakling," Andreas commented on James Bond. His brothers laughed and Wolfgang also joined in.

"Any man who loses to a woman is a weakling and doesn't deserve to be called a man anymore," Wolfgang commented. "Where is this world coming to when these new generations of men are so weak?"

Isabelle expected such reactions. She knew that the men at the table would rather insult and dismiss the men she beat other than give her compliments. "I've always been a strong girl and very tall too. I'm also simply just a true winner in everything, I always win." She boasted knowing it would make her hosts uncomfortable.

The men at the table didn't like Isabelle's boasting but didn't react. Isabelle didn't make a good impression on them but they expected her to act like this and Wolfgang warned everyone in his family that Isabelle was arrogant and a brat.

After the lunch was over Isabelle went back to her room. Later that day she observed the tennis court through the window of her room and saw that the three brothers were playing tennis again.

"I joked that I would challenge these men to tennis yesterday, but after I see how pathetic they are, I think I can really go there and whoop their asses!" Isabelle commented to Louise.

"Are you sure?" Louise was sceptical. She knew Isabelle liked to play tennis from time to time but was not sure how her skills would compare to male hobbyists. "The boys seemed quite athletic."

"They suck." Isabelle was dismissive of the boys' abilities. "My mom made me train tennis when I was young because I was so tall and because it's seen as a girly sport. It's true that I haven't played much in recent years, but I'm definitely more skilled than these boys! It would be fun to spank them especially after how macho they acted. I bet it would be devastating to their egos."

Louise was excited. She always looked forward to Isabelle challenging men. Isabelle had a good record in any type of physical contests against seemingly stronger opposition and Louise had a lot of confidence in her mistress. She also disliked Wolfgang's boys and their attitude and was hoping Isabelle could do something to humble them a bit.

Isabelle went to the tennis court and told Louise to accompany her. She greeted the boys who were playing and started chatting with them. "I feel a bit insulted. Why didn't you invite me to play tennis with you? This is a sport fit for the ladies and I'm quite good at playing it. I wish you would have given me a chance to show my skills."

The three brothers looked annoyed at Isabelle's presence. They were told by their father that she was not to be trusted and that they should stay away from her. Alexander as the oldest brother decided to reply. "Please excuse us, Isabelle. We're conservative around her and we're not used to playing sports with women. But you're right we should have invited you to watch us play."

Isabelle had a provocative smirk on her face and decided to engage in some trash talk. "Don't worry, I watched you play from the window and I dare to say I wasn't really impressed by what I saw. I came to challenge you because I think I can be competitive with you and possibly beat you. Which one of you is up for the challenge?"

The boys didn't like Isabelle's cocky attitude. Even if she appeared to challenge them in humorous friendly manner, it was still too much for them to be challenged like this by a woman. They were not used to it. Simon and Andreas were confused and both looked at Alexander as the oldest brother.

"You're talking a lot of trash for a lady, especially for a lady who is a guest here. I think we have nothing to prove against you," Alexander replied.

Simon and Andreas looked at each other. They didn't like Isabelle challenging them but both felt like declining her challenge would make them look weak. They were also convinced of their superiority and didn't see Isabelle as a threat. Andreas as they youngest brother was the most eager to prove himself and decided to step up. "I'm willing to play with you, Isabelle."

"Good boy," Isabelle said and approached Andreas. She was taller than the 19-year-old boy who looked even younger with long blonde hair and total lack of facial and body hair. Isabelle who was taller than him had little respect for him and treated him like a child. She patted him on his head like she was his mother and taunted his brothers, "It looks like the youngest one has the most balls in this family."

Andreas furiously pushed Isabelle's hand away. "Stop the taunting, Isabelle. You're really insufferable!"

Isabelle laughed. "I used to train tennis. We provoked each other before matches like this all the time. I didn't know you were that sensitive."

Simon decided to reply to Isabelle. She annoyed him a lot and wanted to insult her back. "We train tennis too, but with a better class of people. But don't worry, Andreas will shut you up and teach you some manners." Things were now openly heated between them.

Andreas looked really confident and didn't see how Isabelle could pose a challenge for him. He hated women with attitude like Isabelle and wanted to really humiliate her. He prided himself in his tennis skills as even though he was the youngest, he was able to be competitive with his older brothers and often beat them. "I can't even take you seriously, Isabelle, but I'm fine with having some fun in between playing my brothers and other boys. You've been really disrespectful though, maybe you should ease with your attitude."

"You've been disrespectful too, boys! Let me tell you what, if you're so confident, why don't add some extra stakes to this game. I don't want to hear any excuses from you later on that you let me win for being a gentleman or something. Let's make the loss embarrassing for the loser," Isabelle looked at the brothers with confidence. She was very competitive and wanted to humble them really badly.

"What do you mean?" Andreas looked confused.

"When I used to train, if two opponents really disliked each other and wanted to humiliate the loser, we organized what we called a 'spanking match'. After the game was over the winner would go over to the loser and spank the loser's naked butt with his or her tennis racket in front of everyone." Isabelle remembered how they played when she was young. She often insisted on such matches so that the boys she beat couldn't say that they didn't try their best as she was allowed to publicly humiliate them after the match.

The brothers found the though amusing. Andreas in particular started laughing hard. He was confident in victory and liked the idea. "Sounds great. I would love nothing more than to spank your pretentious butt!"

"We will see who gets spanked. Remember, no excuses boy!" Isabelle was looking forward to the challenge.

The only problem was the attire. Isabelle was dressed in casual pants and a blouse and had no athletic clothes with her. The boys gave her their mom's tennis outfit, which was a white spandex catsuit that looked really tight on Isabelle. On the other hand this just accentuated her femininity and her firm breasts, as well as her ass.

The match between Andreas and Isabelle was attracting a lot of attention from the bodyguards who guarded the mansion and were able to see the tennis court from their posts. Many of them approached the court as they saw what was going on. They rarely saw any young women in this secluded location, especially attractive ones like Isabelle, and were eager to gaze their eyes on Isabelle's fit body and her lush brown hair bouncing around restrained in a ponytail.

The match started and Andreas took the lead early on. Isabelle was struggling a bit to find her rhythm as she had not played tennis for a while. She made some mistakes early on and looked angry at herself. Andreas took the first game rather easily. They agreed to play one set until whoever would win 6 games first. Louise looked a bit nervous at Isabelle losing but Isabelle looked confident and got her composure back. "You will get spanked, Isabelle!" Andreas taunted. The next game was closer but Andreas won too and made it 2-0. Andreas was still the only one doing the taunting as Isabelle tried to concentrate on the game. "Nice game, Isabelle, but still not enough to beat me!" It was in the third game that Isabelle came back with everything she had and after quite some struggle managed to make it 2-1. She did not gloat over it but just smirked at Andreas and gave him a cocky look.

Despite leading, Andreas looked a bit nervous. Anything than an easy victory would be an embarrassment for him. Losing a game to a girl was not what he wanted but he still had a lead and played it off well to the boys who watched by acting cocky and as if he was underestimating Isabelle on purpose. "I had to let you win one," he kept being brash.

However as they kept playing, Andreas suddenly started feeling overwhelmed with nervousness. Isabelle was winning another game against him and it made him anxious. He made some unforced errors and lost his composure a little bit. Isabelle exploited that well and managed to get it level to 2-2. Andreas looked a bit ashamed. He was still confident he would win easily but he realized he has a tough game ahead. His brothers also had a look of concern on their faces for the first time. Simon looked the most displeased with the recent efforts of his younger brother. "Start playing seriously, you let her win way too many points."

It was an unusually hot day for this time of the year and Isabelle broke some sweat. Her tight white catsuit which was now really glued to her. Some bodyguards watching made flirty comments. They were definitely enjoying watching Isabelle. Isabelle hated that and tried not to lose her focus. Instead of engaging with Andreas she exchanged some taunts with the bodyguards. "What's the matter you thirsty idiots? You never saw a good looking woman in your life? I can't blame you, your local German women look like ugly sows!"

The brothers didn't like Isabelle insulting their ethnicity and looked even more annoyed with her than they were when she taunted them about tennis. "Shut up you slut!" Simon shouted back. The animosity between him and Isabelle was now obvious. He looked at Andreas, "Stop fooling around and beat her so we can see her butt spanked! She really deserves to be humbled!"

Andreas was under a lot of pressure and came out really determined. He played with everything he had and managed to win the next game to make it 3-2. He celebrated really wildly. The crowd could see how much pressure there was on him to win this. He definitely didn't want to lose to Isabelle. Isabelle looked angry at herself for losing this game. The flirting of the bodyguards made her nervous and she told herself to get focused again. She was a bit tired however she noticed that Andreas looked tired as well. She gave him an angry look and expected him to taunt her with something, but Andreas remained quiet. He realized a tough game was ahead of him and was too tired to taunt Isabelle. Besides, he was winning with too thin margins to keep up with his brash attitude from the start of the match.

Suddenly, Isabelle started playing much better and felt like her skills she aquired during her youth were coming back. She managed to win the next game really convincingly and made it 3-3. Louise high-fived her and congratulated. She felt that momentum was now going to Isabelle.

Andreas had a look of concern on his face again. After all his efforts Isabelle tied the score again and now he was back to beginning. In the next game, things got even worse for him as Isabelle served and easily took the lead. He tried hard but just made unenforced errors and completely failed as Isabelle took the lead in games for the first time in the match! 4-3 for Isabelle! Andreas went back to his bench with his head down and looked totally embarrassed of himself. His brothers watched in shame and anger. Simon scolded him, "Are you going to lose to her? Aren't you embarrassed with yourself?" Alexander tried to cheer up his brother instead, "Look, you will beat her. Just stop being so nervous. She's just a girl."

However none of this helped Andreas. Isabelle came out even stronger and started to absolutely toy with Andreas. It was now Andreas who was full of sweat as he kept running over the court while Isabelle skillfully placed her shots with feminine grace and elegance. Andreas was losing his mind and threw the racket to the floor in anger every time he lost a point. Isabelle started taunting him, "You have no chance, just give up before you destroy this racket. Your father won't buy you a new one, didn't you hear what he said? Men who lose to women aren't men anymore. He will only buy you dolls for girls from now on when you lose to me!"

The bodyguards in the crowd looked nervous also. They felt embarrassed for Andreas as a man and also as a fellow German. Many of the bodyguards Wolfgang employed served in WW2 as convinced Nazis and they believed in the superiority of German "Aryan" men, especially blonde and blue-eyed ones like Andreas. Seeing him losing to a cocky French brunette was making them mad and demoralized. Their flirty comments to Isabelle also stopped as they silently watched the match and hoped Andreas would make a comeback.

But the comeback didn't come. Isabelle won another game and made it 5-3. Andreas looked demoralized and angry. "Bitch!" he shouted over the court in an futile display of anger and frustration. Isabelle mockingly blew him a kiss in return.

Isabelle felt that she had already won and decided to make the last game as embarrassing for Andreas as possible. She kept adjusting her catsuit in provocative seductive way and taunted Andreas in very provocative manner. The bodyguards went from cheering for Andreas to being angry at him for embarrassing their gender and their ethnicity so badly. Many started to make cheers as Isabelle won points. Some of them also sported embarrassing unwanted erections after watching the beautiful Isabelle and her female domination for so long. She was starting to win the crowd over, except the two brothers of Andreas who looked so embarrassed that they started to look to the floor and covered their heads with their shirts.

6-3, Isabelle won the game and with it the set and the match! Andreas lost the last game without winning a point and had tears in his eyes by the end out of pure shame and frustration. He didn't just lose to a girl but to a girl who he hated and who destroyed him not just physically by beating him in his favorite sport but also psychologically. Isabelle pranced in a quick victory dance and sarcastically clapped to the crowd even if everyone except Louise was cheering against her. She then slowly approached Andreas on the other side of the court. Andreas had to honor his bet and turned his back to Isabelle and presented his ass to her as if it was some sort of trophy. Isabelle gently put his pants and underpants down and waved her racket before proceeding to viciously spank him with it.

Andreas cried in shame and in agony. Many of the bodyguards couldn't help but laugh at this even though they felt bad for the humiliation Andreas was experiencing at the hands of Isabelle. Some of them gained a lot of respect for Isabelle and her attitude impressed them. Isabelle kept spanking Andreas with a really sadistic look on her face and looked and his brothers who watched in anger. "I have to teach you boys some respect for the ladies who come to you as guests!" she gloated. "If you gave me the respect I deserve, I would not humiliate this pathetic boy like this. But I had to! An example has to be made!"

Simon looked the most angry at the display. "Alright, that's enough, you're going to seriously injure him if you keep up with this!" He started pleading "Please stop!" Andreas kept moaning in agony and was in such pain and so embarrassed he couldn't come up with any words.

Isabelle enjoyed Simon being reduced to pleading for mercy and dropped the racket. "I'm just teaching you three brothers, or should I say you three wimpy effiminate sisters, how we play tennis in France. The arrogant losers get punished to toughen up and also to give them a lesson in humility!"

Andreas was in pain. His ass hurt badly and turned totally red. He tried to crawl away but Isabelle prevented him by holding on to his shirt with her hands. He was now on his knees in front of her. He was too demoralized to try to resist. Isabelle decided to humiliate him even further and started to dry hump him from behind. "This was the extra punishment we had we gave to losers who used the term 'bitch' during matches. If you call me a bitch during tennis I will for sure show everyone that you are in fact my bitch!" Isabelle explained as she kept humiliating the beaten Andreas and mockingly imitated violating him from behind.

Simon and Alexander were absolutely furious but didn't know how to react. Many of the bodyguards laughed at Isabelle's display in approval. It looked like she won many of them over but more importantly, they looked so disgusted at Andreas' pathetic display that they wanted to see him utterly humiliated as well.

Isabelle released Andreas and bumped him to the floor in degrading fashion. She then turned around and suddenly saw Wolfgang and his wife Magdalena approaching. Everyone went silent as they saw Andreas' parents at the court. In the aftermath to the match, no one noticed that they watched what Isabelle was doing to Andreas as well.

"What the hell is going on here?" Wolfgang was furious. From his mansion, he had watched the final games of the match where Isabelle was dominating his son on the court and came down to the court only to see the even worse post-match humiliation of his son.

"Me and Andreas played a tennis match," Isabelle confidently replied. She was not intimidated by Wolfgang's rage. She felt that she won the Wolfgang's bodyguards over and that Wolfgang would look very weak if he tried to retaliate for his son fairly losing a match. "I won and he lost. He talked a lot of crap before the match so we made a bet that the loser gets some extra embarrassing treatment and well, I made sure he would show some respect the next time!"

Magdalena looked even more furious than her husband. "How dare you! You French bitch! You humiliated our son, he will never recover psychologically from this! You will be punished for what you did! Wolfgang, do something!"

"Relax," Wolfgang tried to calm her down. He was infuriated as well but realized he would look bad if he reacted violently. "If this was a fair match then I guess our son should deal with the consequences. We will talk about this privately." Wolfgang felt angry at his son for losing as well. He couldn't believe his proud son let a girl like Isabelle beat him at his sport. Wolfgang turned away and walked back to the mansion in shame and anger.

Isabelle triumphantly walked back to her room and took a shower. She was glad she humiliated Andreas and won some respect, but also felt that the other two brothers would try to have revenge as soon as possible. Mentally, she was already preparing to face them.

Few hours later, Wolfgang knocked on the door. He wanted a word with Isabelle privately. "What you did to my son was very humiliating for him. However, I talked to him and he told me you challenged each other and that he agreed to this treatment after the fight, in case he lost. It would be very hard for me to punish you without losing face because I always believed in fair duels."

"It's only right that you all accept this result! It was a fair contest and I won fairly." Isabelle replied. She did not like Wolfgang even mentioning the possibility of her getting punished. "Besides, my girls have this address. If you do anything to me to retaliate this humiliation, they will come here and kick all of your butts." Isabelle mentioned her female bodyguards. She trusted they would be able to avenge her. "And we are also business partners. You wouldn't throw that away from your weakling son who in your own words, shouldn't be considered a man anymore for losing to a woman, right?"

Wolfgang felt frustrated, particularly at Isabelle threatening him with her women. He felt that the idea her female bodyguards would able to overcome his veteran male bodyguard was ridiculous. However he let that slide as he felt that Isabelle was right in the sense that he had no interests in destroying the arrangement he had just made with her as his partner for his son losing. He wanted revenge but felt that better opportunities will come up later on. "Sure, Isabelle. He should be embarrassed for losing to someone like you."

Isabelle didn't like how Wolfgang phrased this as he implied Isabelle was an embarrassing opponent to lose to. However she let that slide also. "Embarrassed and emasculated," she added to gloat some more.


To be continued...
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Default Re: James Bond mixed wrestling fanfic: Bond Wrestles For Dominance With A Young Lady

The next part right after the previous one like I promised, this time a wrestling challenge.



Part Ten: The Wrestling Challenge Goes Bad For the Boys as Well




As Wolfgang was leaving Isabelle's room, he wanted to have the last word. "One more thing, Isabelle. You can't come to our family dinner. We can be business partners and you can stay here, but after your disrespectful behavior you're no longer welcome at our family events."

Isabelle didn't like Wolfgang's tone. She felt that he was planning something to get back at her and figured out she had to be extra careful. She explained to Louise what happened.

"So what are you going to do now, Isabelle? Should we leave?"

"No. I like it here actually."

"Why, Isabelle? It's clear Wolfgang doesn't like you and wants bad things to happen to you." Louise looked concerned.

"It doesn't matter. You know why? Because I plan to take everything from him! I will make him my bitch!" Isabelle replied confidently. Louise looked astonished at this reply so Isabelle explained what she meant further. "He is a weak man and his pathetic family is even weaker. And the less I speak of his bodyguards the better, these men immediately betrayed their master and cheered me on after I pounded his son. I will humiliate them all!" Isabelle was confident she could humiliate the family step by step until they would beg her for mercy and be willing to do whatever she wanted. Isabelle was also a sadist who enjoyed humiliating her enemies and was visibly excited after what she did to Andreas.

The next day Isabelle woke up in great mood. She was actually grateful that Wolfgang dismissed her from their family meals as she didn't like their family anyway. She looked out of window and saw that Alexander and Simon were playing tennis again at the court, but this time without Andreas. Andreas was traumatized after the public humiliation she inflicted on him and isolated himself so that he could heal in peace psychologically.

Isabelle decided to go to the court to taunt and jeer the two other brothers. She knew that they hated her and were longing for revenge and figured out that conflict with them was inevitable. The best plan was to attack them first and keep psychological pressure on them. Louise accompanied Isabelle and they went to the tennis court again.

"What's up boys?" Isabelle greeted. "Are you training to challenge me and revenge your brother? Where is he anyway?"

"He's in his room," Simon answered. He didn't want to give Isabelle the satisfaction of knowing how mentally damaged and embarrassed his brother was after losing to her so he didn't specify the details why he isolated himself.

"Did he recover from the beatdown I gave him?" Isabelle gloated. She suspected Andreas' absence had something to do with what she did to him.

"You beat him at a game of tennis, it's not like you gave him a real beatdown. He will be fine," Simon tried to minimize the damage Isabelle inflicted on his brother's reputation.

"I did spank him. He was moaning in pain like a bitch! I would call that a beatdown," Isabelle continued to insult. She really disliked Simon who seemed to be the biggest misogynist in the family, apart from his father.

"You can call it what you want. We're not really concerned with you. We don't give the attention to women like you because we know that's what you crave the most. So we ignore you! Our brother made a mistake of not ignoring you," Simon answered and tried to focus on playing tennis as he served the ball. He hit the net and looked frustrated. Isabelle's presence was clearly making him nervous.

"So you don't want to avenge your loss? That's too bad. I was hoping I could humble you and Alexander as well." Isabelle kept on taunting.

"We have nothing to prove to you. You proved you can play tennis, we get it." Simon turned around and looked at Louise. "You can play with your maid here after we are done."

Louise started to dislike Simon as well. She didn't like the tone with which he called her a maid, it sounded very dismissive. Isabelle noticed Louise looked uncomfortable after being called out and stood in her defense. "Don't call her a maid in such a snarky way. Show some respect to her!"

"What? Is she not your maid? What is she then? Your lover?" Simon mocked Isabelle and Louise.

"She is a maid. But you should not address her like that. She is my maid. For you, she is a lady and you should respect her," Isabelle kept defending Louise.

"Whatever. Go back to your room and wait until we are done. You two ladies!" Simon kept using the mocking and dismissive tone.

"I don't feel like playing tennis unless one of you two boys steps up. I only enjoy playing tennis if I get to spank disrespectful boys like you two. Otherwise I prefer tougher sports. Don't you have anything else to do here than to play tennis?" said Isabelle.

"We do," Alexander answered Isabelle instead of his brother. "We also have a private gym with weights, boxing bags and other equipment. You're welcome to train there if you want. Ask one of the guards, he will show you the way."

"Thank you," Isabelle replied politely. "You see that you can act nice and respectful. I would really enjoy some training. See you later!"

Isabelle and Louise were escorted to the gym by the guards. Isabelle decided to wear a swimsuit as she lacked the athletic clothes and she returned the catsuit she played tennis with the previous day. Louise did not train but just accompanied her mistress. She admired Isabelle's physique that was fully on display and covered only by tight blue one-piece swimsuit. "You're really getting stronger and stronger, Isabelle!" She complimented the athletic yet still totally feminine body of Isabelle. "I bet those two boys are intimidated by you."

"Maybe," said Isabelle. "I still feel they will try to challenge me somehow. I need to stay focused and ready," Isabelle commented while doing some push ups.

After about an hour Isabelle finished the training. "Just what I needed, I'm feeling more and more comfortable around here. I will really make this my home, and I mean quite literally. I will kick Wolfgang out or make him my bitch, I will let him decide."

Louise smiled at Isabelle's words. She really loved her mistress and her confidence. After being around Isabelle for so long she was starting to adopt her attitude and sometimes joined in the taunting or gloating. "And I will make the disrespectful boy Simon my personal bitch. He called me a maid with that smirk, I will make him my maid!"

Isabelle enjoyed Louise picking up her attitude and winked at her. "You will be able to use him and abuse him in any way you want after we will get done with this awful family."

Later that day, Isabelle used the time to wander around Wolfgang's property and explore the surroundings some more. She took the opportunity to speak to some of the guards. They had mixed feelings about her. In one way they hated her as an "inferior" Frenchwoman who humiliated one of their own, but on the other hand they were forced to respect just how brutal the humiliation was. Isabelle knew how to exploit that and dominated them mentally by both charming them but also showing off her confidence. She acted like she owned the property and not Wolfgang.

As she was walking around, Isabelle noticed that Alexander and Simon went to train in the same gym she had trained in earlier that day. Isabelle quickly went to her room and informed Louise. "Louise, the boys went to training. I think we should join them to see what kind of training they do. Maybe we can taunt them and torment them some more."

Alexander and Simon were training in the gym together. They decided to practice some wrestling on the tatami in the middle of the gym and had tight spandex wrestling singlets on them. Alexander had a red one while Simon sported a blue one. There were also some bodyguards in the gym who trained other things in the background, lifting weights or hitting the boxing bags. Wolfgang ordered his bodyguards to train to stay in shape. As a powerful man with criminal ties, he wanted his little private army to be as prepared as possible. Isabelle and Louise walked in the gym. Isabelle wore a white blouse, a pair of black leather pants and ballerina shoes and did not look like she came to train. She was there to observe what Alexander and Simon were doing. When she saw they were wrestling she looked amused. They did not look particularly skilled to her. Isabelle had some wrestling training and had also practiced judo and knew the basics of both sports.

"Training some wrestling, huh?" Isabelle greeted the two brothers.

Simon and Alexander turned around and looked annoyed at Isabelle's presence. "Didn't you train already today? You're not even dressed for training. Why are you here?" said Simon.

"I'm bored. You're not entertaining your lady guests as you should. Shame on you!" Isabelle taunted.

"We are business partners not friends. If you want entertainment hire a circus. We can give you some money just get lost," Simon responded in anger.

"Don't worry, I don't need to. Watching you two clowns trying to wrestle is entertaining enough. I thought you sucked at tennis but you're even worse at wrestling!" Isabelle kept mocking the boys.

Simon tried to ignore her as he was on top of his brother and focused on wrestling practice.

Isabelle kept taunting. "And you even put these wrestling singlets on, hilarious." She watched as Simon climbed on top of Alexander and his ass was pointed towards her as he kept pushing down his older brother trying to control him. "Nice ass," Isabelle remarked. "Especially in this tight spandex," She came closer and gently slapped Simon on the ass in a provoking and degrading manner.

This was enough for Simon and he stopped wrestling. He looked angry and slowly turned around. "What do you want to achieve with this taunting, Isabelle? You're really pushing us!"

"I'm sorry, I just saw your butt and remembered how I spanked your brother's butt yesterday. I want your butt next!" Isabelle gloated about her recent triumph, trying to provoke Simon further. "Where is your spanked brother anyway, is he still recovering from the trauma of getting humiliated by me?"

"I'm not going to allow you to spank me like you spanked him. You're crossing the line, Isabelle!" Simon looked around and saw the bodyguards looking at him arguing with Isabelle. He looked embarrassed at Isabelle publicly provoking him like this. He assumed they probably also saw Isabelle slapping him on his ass. He realized that Isabelle had to be silenced somehow before she would ruin the reputation of the entire family in front of their men. "If you touch me one more time I'm going to fight you, I don't care if you're a woman or a guest here!"

"I would really like to see you try to fight me. Judging by your wrestling here, you would not do well." Isabelle kept provoking Simon. She was confident she could beat him in wrestling, or in any other type of fighting, and wanted to incite a fight with him.

"You don't know anything about wrestling," Simon dismissed Isabelle. He was getting a bit nervous. "Do you really think you could handle me? You're delusional. This isn't tennis. I'm a man and I'm stronger!" Simon tried to look confident but adrenaline was getting to him as the confrontation with Isabelle seemed inevitable. Her total confidence was really making him uncomfortable.

"Let's try it then, boy! I beat stronger men then you, remember the stories I told you at that lunch?" Isabelle was ready. "Let's have a grappling match." Isabelle started taking off her ballerina shoes.

Simon still couldn't believe Isabelle was willing to challenge him in wrestling. He was completely confident in his victory, but the whole situation was so strange and unexpected for him it caught him off-guard and made him feel unsure how exactly to react. "Wait, aren't you going to change into some sporty clothes?"

"I don't need to, I will toss you around the mat like a baby while wearing this blouse and these fine leather pants," Isabelle replied as she was taking off her shoes.

"This is silly. And disrespectful," Simon protested. There was also another problem for Simon who practiced chastity and had little experience with women. Despite being confident he could handle Isabelle easily with his manly strength, he felt awkward at the thought of wrestling around with a woman in front of other people. "This is a no win situation for me. It would just be provoking me into sin and temptation to wrestle with a woman, and when I win I would not even be able to brag about beating a girl. Go away, you bitch!"

"What kind of weird excuse is this now? So you're not only weak in body but also weak mentally and in controlling your desires? Just admit you're scared of what I could do to you!" Isabelle looked around and noticed they were attracting a lot of attention from the guards. "Hey guys, do you want me to see me and Simon wrestle to see who is stronger? He said he wanted to avenge his brother after what I did to him, but now he looks scared of me. Maybe give the poor boy some encouragement?"

The guards laughed and cheered for Isabelle and Simon to fight each other. Simon realized he had no other way out of this other than to fight and beat Isabelle unless he wanted to look like a complete coward and embarrassed by woman in front of his men without even giving a fight. "That's it, I'm going to kill you!" Simon stood up and aggressively pushed Isabelle. To his dismay his aggressive push didn't do much to Isabelle who easily retained her balance.

The guards were amused as they watched this spectacle. One of them taunted Isabelle, "Are you sure you don't want to wear a wrestling singlet? Your butt looked really good in that tight catsuit yesterday, maybe you should flaunt it in another tight outfit for us?" The other guards laughed and tried to provoke Isabelle but she remained calm.

"I don't need to wear that stupid singlet. I'm more of a judo girl than a wrestler anyway. I'm going to show judo is better and embarrass his sport!" Isabelle said.

"He's going to beat you up easily, you cocky girl! You should at least give us some pleasure while we watch you get handled," the guards kept taunting.

"I will give you pleasure when I beat this pathetic boss of yours. You would rather work for me than for a weakling like him, admit it!" Isabelle boasted. She felt like she was winning the guards over, much to the dismay of Alexander and Simon who were losing respect of their own men because a woman was openly mocking them like this.

Simon was aware he needed to completely humiliate Isabelle to get his respect back. He needed to make an example out of her. He was ready for the grappling match to start and waited for Isabelle to come over.

Isabelle slowly approached her opponent and grabbed Simon and started wrestling him.

It was a very weird sight for the audience. Simon, a muscular and manly looking man with chiseled face and wearing a singlet, wrestling against a feminine lean woman Isabelle who was dressed in regular feminine clothes. It was weird to see a wrestler in his attire challenged by a woman who looked like a completely regular girl and was dressed like one too. Judging by this look, no one would even think this match could be competitive. However it was as Simon soon noticed as he failed to push Isabelle away as he expected he could. They locked up and engaged in a surprisingly even test of strength.

Isabelle even managed to push Simon back a little bit. Simon put an agonizing grimace on his face and put all his power into resisting and managed to push Isabelle back some inches to symbolically regain control. It was clear he was fighting with everything he had and wanted to win badly. Suddenly, Simon went for Isabelle's legs and managed to take her down. The crowd cheered Simon's move to get him confident. Simon managed to get on top of Isabelle and put a cocky smirk on his face. He felt that he could win this easily from this point on.

Isabelle didn't panic. She was mentally stronger than Simon from being in so many fights to this point, and remained calm even under pressure. Simon was on top of her but Isabelle kept resisting. She noticed Simon was strong but this was expected. He had quite impressive muscles and his type of physique was better suited for wrestling than her lean tall body. However Isabelle quickly noticed that Simon's technique was very crude and that she managed to frustrate him with her clever defensive moves. She also threatened with some submissions from judo that Simon wasn't used to but was aware of. Simon tried to overwhelm Isabelle with sheer strength but he started to realize that Isabelle was not that much weaker than him, if at all.

Despite being on top, Simon could not really do anything other than lay on top of Isabelle and waiting for an opportunity. Isabelle felt that Simon was slowly getting a bit frustrated as she kept working from the bottom and finally wrapped her long legs around Simon's body to establish guard. Simon felt Isabelle's long and strong legs around him and tried to shake them off. Isabelle was starting to really frustrate him. She was so agile and deceptively strong and controlling her even from the top was taking a lot of energy out of him. "You will be sorry for challenging me! I will hurt you! You stupid bitch!" Simon insulted Isabelle out of anger. Isabelle smiled at his insult. For her this was a sign that she was frustrating him and making him angry.

"You weakling!" Isabelle taunted back.

"What weakling? I'm on top of you, you wimpy skinny bitch!" Simon argued back.

"Yes but what can you do to me? Nothing." Isabelle engaged in taunting.

Simon was furious as he felt Isabelle was right. He wasn't really doing anything to her other than trying to control her. He couldn't pin her or force a submission. He realized that they didn't even agree on what the ruleset was and that this was basically just anything goes grappling until someone would submit. He also noticed the crowd getting inpatient with the stalemate. "Come on Simon, shut this bitch up already!" he heard from the crowd. "Choke her out!" Another one said.

Incited by the comments he heard, Simon tried to submit Isabelle and moved forward with his body to try to push her legs away to then try to choke her. However Isabelle felt Simon's body moving and instantly reacted by using her hips to flip him over. Simon couldn't believe how fast this happened. All over sudden, he was now on the bottom and Isabelle was on top of him. Simon's body reacted furiously as he kept trying to toss Isabelle off of him but she skillfully kept her position.

Simon paused his resistance for a bit and pondered what he should do next. A wave of embarrassment entered his body as he watched Isabelle on top of him sporting her confident cocky facial expression as she was now suddenly dominating her opponent from the top. Simon looked away and tried to concentrate. He tried to move Isabelle with an explosive burst of hips but she contained him again. "You got lucky! You dumb French bitch!" Simon shouted out of frustration again as he looked at Isabelle again. Isabelle showed off her dominance by gently putting her finger on Simon's lips for a second and taunted, "Shhh..." showing him to shut up with a dominant gesture.

While Simon kept thinking what to do, Isabelle decided to take the initiative and caught Simon off guard. She moved to a schoolgirl pin position and as Simon tried to fight her off she grabbed one of his arms and put him in a painful armbar. Simon shouted in agony and started tapping in surrender.

The crowd was in shock. Isabelle managed to catch Simon in a submission! While most of the men in the crowd were not aware of these submission moves, they clearly noticed how painful it was and that Simon had no choice but to give up and plead for mercy. They were amazed and embarrassed at the same time to see Isabelle force a manly man like Simon into surrendering to her.

Isabelle held the armbar a bit longer than she otherwise would to dish out some pain then released it. She was lying on the floor and had a satisfied look of triumph on her face. "And... I won! Like always..." she gloated.

Simon held his arm in pain and kept shouting in agony even after Isabelle released the hold. As the pain was easing off, his emotion of anger were replaced with those of frustration and he started banging the tatami floor with his fist to show how frustrated he was with the result and with himself for losing.

Isabelle looked at the men around her. Many of them looked perplexed and surprised with what just happened. Isabelle submitted Simon and won the grappling challenge.

"I won," Isabelle boasted. "Are you going to congratulate me? You loser!" She looked at Simon.

"You got lucky with this submission," Simon complained as the pain was slowly wearing off. "I wasn't prepared for that. I thought we should just wrestle and not use these holds."

"I was winning even before that," Isabelle argued. She knew that Simon would be a poor loser and was prepared for that. "You're a sore loser! But that's alright, we can continue to grapple. Maybe next time I won't let go off my hold and just break your pathetic arm."

Simon had too much pride to surrender without having another go at Isabelle. "You won't get me in this hold again. Let's do this again!"

"Fine, let's go then!" said Isabelle and stood up. Simon was still sitting on the floor and checking his arm. Isabelle kicked him in the back in degrading manner. "Get up"

Simon stood up with visible anger on his face. As soon as he was standing he rushed at Isabelle to take her down again, but this time Isabelle was ready. She easily tripped Simon with a judo move and landed on top of him. She used his momentum against him and made him look like a fool in front of everyone. "Wow!" the guards reacted. Isabelle was proving that she was indeed a very good grappler like she claimed she was.

Alexander looked in shame as his brother was getting dominated by the hated Isabelle. She had already beat him with a submission and was now schooling him again. It looked like Simon made a mistake of continuing to challenge Isabelle as this was just resulting in more embarrassment for him, and more satisfaction for the already arrogant Isabelle.

Simon resisted Isabelle furiously from the bottom but she had him where she wanted. Simon was red in the face out of embarrassment as Isabelle kept pinning him down.

Isabelle was starting to lose all respect she had for Simon's grappling ability. He gave her some problems early on but now that she got used to his move he felt like a child to her. She could also sense his energy draining and his strength fading. She felt that she was now not just more skilled but also the stronger and fitter wrestler.

Confident in her dominant victory, Isabelle started to taunt. "I told you I would trash you. You're weak just like your younger brother. You should have kept playing tennis like an effeminate boy you are!"

Out of all the three brothers, Simon hated Isabelle the most and was also the worst at dealing with her taunts and insults. Each taunt instigated him to try to resist furiously, but this was just what Isabelle wanted as she easily controlled him and he was only losing his energy even further. "Yeah yeah, keep trying boy. I'm your mommy now!" Isabelle taunted from a dominant position.

Simon noticed that wrestling with Isabelle was causing him to have an unwanted embarrassing erection. Like the rest of his conservative family he had been living in chastity and didn't have much contact with women in the secluded location his family was living so contact with a beautiful young woman like Isabelle during wrestling was becoming extremely arousing for him. He felt a boner starting to pop out in his wrestling singlet uncontrollably. Luckily for him no one could see it yet as Isabelle was still on top of him. What made it even more embarrassing for Simon is that he was getting increasingly turned on as Isabelle dominated him and mocked him. It seemed that his hatred of women was just increasing the humiliation of getting beat up by one, and this humiliation resulted in arousal. He hoped he would be able to tame his arousal but he couldn't control the reaction of his body to what Isabelle was doing to him anymore.

Meanwhile The bodyguards who watched the match looked in shame and felt really angry at Simon for performing so badly. He let them down even worse than Andreas the day before. At least Andreas won some games but Simon was 1-0 down and didn't look like he could win anything against Isabelle from that point on. "Come on, do something!" They shouted at Simon from the crowd. The bodyguards used to respect the powerful family they were working for, but as Isabelle kept humiliating Wolfgang's proud sons, they started having doubts about the manliness of their masters. Some of the bodyguards started to feel that maybe Isabelle was right. She seemed more powerful than the family they worked for.

Simon remained defiant and in denial how bad he was doing. "She should do something. She's just laying on top of me. What's the matter Isabelle, try that submission again, I dare you!" Simon tried to provoke Isabelle into getting more aggressive so that he could try to counter her moves.

Isabelle reacted to this taunt and sat on top of Simon to try to restrain him with a more dominant and more embarrassing schoolgirl pin, then work from there. As she was moving, Simon tried to get up but by doing so he revealed his back to Isabelle. She managed to skillfully grab him, flipped him over and took control of his back. Simon was now facing the crowd with Isabelle firmly controlling him from behind with her arms and legs wrapped around him. The crowd could now also see his embarrassing arousal. Simon's face was absolutely red out of shame and he felt the heat of embarrassment all over him. Isabelle noticed Simon was aroused and taunted him, "You should be ashamed of yourself, how little self-control you have! Look at you getting turned on from this."

Simon tried to get himself free from Isabelle's hold with everything he had, but he couldn't do anything. She had him completely restrained. He couldn't believe how emasculating that was. Isabelle not only had him beat but had also subdued him. Isabelle knew this and taunted him, "I want you to verbally give up and admit you're my bitch!"

"Never!" Simon replied. He still had too much defiance to give the Isabelle such satisfaction.

Isabelle smiled and kept taunting, "I can hold you like this forever. Do you want your mom to see you handled by a girl like this?" Isabelle looked at the men. "Someone call his parents, I won't let him go until they see I beat their son."

Two of the guards listened to Isabelle and left the gym to call Wolfgang and Magdalena. Alexander tried to stop them but he realized that the guards were now listening to Isabelle more than they listened to him. Him and his brothers completely lost their respect. Only their father Wolfgang could still command some authority.

Simon kept desperately trying to free himself in few explosive bursts of strength but all of his attempts were futile and mocked by Isabelle. "Keep trying. Does it turn you on that you're so helpless against me? It looks like you and your family are a bunch of submissive weaklings who secretly like this."

Some of the guards laughed at Isabelle's comment. It looked like they were secretly agreeing with her insults about the family they worked for. She made their bosses look really bad.

Wolfgang and Magdalena arrived soon and saw their son being helplessly subdued by Isabelle. It was a very humiliating sight for him. Their chiseled and muscular son was wearing his wrestling singlet was getting absolutely destroyed in a sport he loved so much by a girl who disrespectfully didn't even bother to change into athletic attire but wore a feminine blouse and a pair of leather pants.

Magdalena was the first to protest. "What are you doing to him Isabelle? You bitch! Let him go! Stop tormenting our son!"

Isabelle calmly responded. "He challenged me to a wrestling match. He talked a lot of trash but as you can see, he couldn't back it up. I'm sorry your son is so weak."

Magdalena noticed the erection Simon was sporting and was angered even further. "Why does he have an erection?"

"You tell me. It looks like he secretly enjoys being humiliated like this," Isabelle mocked him.

Simon finally tried to defend himself. "It was a mistake to wrestle with a woman. I was distracted by temptation. I couldn't concentrate."

Isabelle laughed and many guards joined the laughter. They saw Simon as a totally pathetic man and Isabelle once again won them over. Isabelle responded to Simon, "It was a mistake for you to wrestle with a woman because the woman who challenged is clearly stronger and superior to you. I think even many teenage girls could beat a wimp like you."

Wolfgang looked extremely embarrassed for his son and was furious at both him and Isabelle. He decided to try to assert his authority as the head of the family. "Alright enough of this gloating Isabelle! It looks like you won fairly. The match is over now though. Let him go!"

"The fight is still on. I'm just toying with him a little bit," said Isabelle and suddenly grabbed Simon's neck to choke him.

Simon felt the strong girly arms of Isabelle wrapped around him. He immediately started tapping out in submission. Isabelle slowly let go of the hold. "Do you give up?"

"Yes," Simon answered. "I surrender, just let me go. You won."

Isabelle released Simon and pushed him away from her. She stood up and looked down on Simon with visible disdain. She gained no respect for him during the fight as he felt even weaker to her than she expected. She looked at Wolfgang and taunted him, "Your sons better start giving me respect I deserve otherwise I will have to continue to teach them these hard lessons."


To be continued...
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Boxing with Alexander next.
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Boxing with Alexander next.
Yes she needs to teach him a lesson too haha.
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Once again, Isabelle proves she's the real predator out there. I love how despite her superior skills she keeps a girly (but aggressive) attitude. Imagine the despair of the parents, watching their sons beaten, one after the other, by one single girl…
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pity that she did not properly suduce and humilate bond like last two times. the new stories are good.
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