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Old 13-Jun-21, 08:53
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I was standing under the shower enjoying the pleasantly warm water flowing abundantly all over my naked body, finally relaxing my tired muscles. I stayed last, reluctantly turning off the tap to finally get out of the shower, after spending more than a quarter of an hour with pleasant daydreaming. Stepping into the girls locker room in slippers and a mere towel wrapped around me, I found there Kelly, one of my besties, sitting calmly on the bench in front of her cabinet. She was completely dressed up already, her long blonde hair dried and unfolded, in its usual blunt fringe style, perfect for her thick wavy hair in any weather. She was obviously waiting for me, but as I came in she did not say a word. Her fingers were subconsciously playing with her blue belt in her lap. I slowly started to get dressed “What’s up Kelly? Is there anything we haven’t yet discussed?
As she raised her head, I could see her eyes were full of tears. “I didn’t want to humiliate him so cruelly, or hurt him… at least you must believe me Bevvie”. I immediately stopped dressing and sat next to her, embracing her shoulders. “I know, Kelly, everybody knows, you just did what the sensei ordered.” It was not fully true though. Kelly pushed a little over the limit with those strong calves she has and it was quite frightening when, after she unlocked her ankles, that poor guy was just lying there nearly senseless. But that strong and brutal female judoka was nowhere by then, and I had to console her as she was already shaking with crying. “But Bevvie, I really like Justin. He’s one of the kindest guys in the team.” “And quite a good-looking one, to say the least” I added, but Kelly did not react.
She calmed down slowly, and after a while I put the question “Are you secretly in love with him Kelly?” She promptly raised her head, and stared at me, still sniffing “Nope. But you know, after humiliating one of them, none of the guys will ever roll with me. And you know how much I love rolling against guys, making them submit against their will. I can’t help myself getting turned on a bit by their helpless squirming when holding them down on the mat by a pin.” I managed to suppress a smile “My dear Kelly, it will be all right, the guys are mostly forgiving when it comes to an attractive girl like you.” She kept staring at me still with tears in her blue eyes, but apparently began to get better so that I could go on dressing up. Kelly just sat there in silence and I clearly felt she was about telling me something important. I didn't have to wait long.
“They are inside out, Bevvie” she said barely audible. “Sorry?” “The panties. You put them on inside out.” “Oh, thank you. Never mind, nobody will see them tonight.” I glanced at her again and gave a smile but she didn't return. I sighed and decided to flip the panties. “You know Bevvie” went on Kelly, still in low voice “that very guy, Justin, came to me yesterday and confessed he had fell in love…” “With you Kelly?” I grabbed her shoulders and gave her my brightest smile from a few inches “You see, I was sure of it.” But she shook her head “Nope. With you Bevvie.” I got petrified all of a sudden, even my heart ceased beating for a moment. I had to swallow before speaking “You what, Kelly? Confessed his love for me to you? Shouldn't he have told to me instead?” I released her shoulders and straightened up. Kelly sighed heavily “Obviously. He’s just too shy to approach you, since you are the stronger one and in a romance you know… being a guy he should be in the leading role, you know… the stronger sex and all. You should know better than me, actually.”
By then I understood the whole story. “Am I really that much intimidating? Tell me Kelly. And Justin, I presumed him an intelligent guy living in the 21th century. How the hell he cannot accept that a female judoka may be superior to him?” Kelly stood up, tenderly placed her strong fingers on my shoulders and looking directly into my eyes told me “But he can, Bevvie. He already accepted that as a fact.” I recalled our last two matches, and no doubt I quickly tapped him out in both. “And exactly that’s his problem” went on Kelly “He thinks you would never go out with a guy you had dominated so easily.”
Now it was my turn to sigh. “Oh my God, these boys! Where is he?” Kelly shrugged “We scheduled to meet after the session but after I choked him nearly unconscious with that damn sankaku, the medics came in, and I do not know… probably had to go up to a routine health check. “O.K. Kelly, let’s then go and see that poor guy. You should urgently apologize for publicly humiliating him. The sooner the better.” Kelly bowed her head, thus hiding her face behind the thick curtain of falling golden hair. In my mind I continued “And then I can eventually tell him that I’ve been secretly in love with him since we had those matches against each other.”

“Try and call him Kelly if you have his number” I told my best friend while tying the brown belt surrounding my waist. “I do Bevvie... calling him in a second” We were in the girls locker room again and quite in a hurry, all the other girls have left already, heading out to the large training room.
“We are already late Kelly, what the hell takes so much time?” Kelly shook her head “He’s not answering my call. Do you think he will ignore me as from now on?” “I don’t know. Would you please take those socks off finally and let’s then go in. We will have our ass kicked.”
While Kelly finished dressing I sank into my thoughts about you. The day before yesterday Kelly almost choked you unconscious in a sankaku, since then we could neither meet you, nor talk to you via phone, and you haven’t even replied the anxious, apologetic message the desperate Kelly sent you yesterday. I started to worry, whether you had really felt yourself humiliated and emasculated to the limit that could have made you abandon judo, or at least leave our club.
We hurried out but by the time we arrived at the training room the whole team was warming-up heavily. We couldn’t go ahead to our usual positions, joined to the last row of judoka instead and began doing the exercises. Neither of us noticed you among the guys, yet you were there in the very first row. After the static part we started jogging around the eight tatami several times. Then finally we formed pairs (I went with Kelly of course) and finished the warm-up period by performing a few judo moves on each other.
Sensei Christina assigned the peers for each tatami (quite exceptionally I wasn’t among them) and began to list and briefly describe those nagewaza and newaza techniques we would have to practice during the majority of the session, before closing with the usual randori time. At this moment we decided to go ahead and take our positions still near to each other as always. Sensei Christina noticed our stealth and though she could have decided to ignore it, she did not do so. “Next time you are late girls, I will publicly kick your ass, third time I kick you out of my group. You are supposed to be judoka, disciplined and motivated enough to turn up on time at each event including training sessions. Understood?” Both we were blushing but none of us risked an answer. With a little annoyed sigh the sensei continued with the scheduled program.
Suddenly I heard Kelly’s surprised voice from behind “Bevvie, there he is!” Her whisper was loud enough that I could understand, but also for the sensei to catch. I tried to sink under the mat but her gaze was already on us. “O.K. ladies and gentlemen, it seems today we have two girls who just volunteered to be torn apart before we started standard practice. Beverly and Kelly, you come out here. I swallowed and blushed again as it was the first time for me to get disciplined and punished in front of the whole team. I heard Kelly’s soft footsteps right behind me.
Sensei Christina put her hand on my shoulder and began to squeeze. She had a vice-like grip and put the pressure until a brief low moan slipped out of me, only then released. “These two nice girls will kindly serve as uke for practicing jigoku jime, anybody feel free to participate. I need ten volunteers for the role of tori.” The girls showed their solidarity, none of them made the slightest move. However the guys were more than happy with the unexpected opportunity to kick some sexy female ass, even if it’s mere practice. I clearly noticed the sensei had suddenly problems with suppressing a smile, twisting her lips in mockery instead. “What a surprise, guys only… probably wishing to present a fancy exhibition of male supremacy on these poor girls. Not really ethical from you gentlemen but just come out here, all of you.”
Looking at them one-by-one, she stopped at the last one, none other than you. “Well, well, our dear Justin, apparently feeling himself by now healthy enough for doing some additional practice. Getting choked out cold the day before yesterday, then disappearing from the dojo without reporting his condition to me, skipping the session yesterday but keen on kicking someone’s ass today. By the way, by whom you got choked out so badly? I just can’t recall.” Now it was your turn to get blushed, your cute face turning into deep red within seconds. “By Kelly” you muttered. “Would you please speak louder so that your deaf sensei could hear something of it” By then you understood that volunteering was a terrible mistake and the sensei was teasing you wickedly. Yet you had no choice but repeating loudly “It was Kelly, sensei”. “Oh, a girl, I could have guessed. And what a coincidence, one of these two” continued sensei Christina, now in an obviously mocking tone. “Shouldn’t I be a little suspicious about your motivation? Perhaps you are a bit more vengeful than a judoka should be according to our ethical codex?”
She sighed “Pathetic. But o.k., let’s start it before nightfall. Clear the fifth tatami please. However I decided to spice up your practice by giving some chance to the girls as well. Let’s consider it a special sort of newaza randori, in which submission can only be achieved by applying jigoku jime.”
We had a glance at each other with Kelly: that meant we didn’t have to suffer passively the attack of the guys, as in case they were assigned as tori. In a free randori we could defend ourselves or even turned the tables and made the guys submit. I noticed Kelly’s gaze becoming flirty and her tongue pushing her cheek. I was afraid that she had already got a bit obsessed with domination over guys. But if I wanted to be honest to myself, I couldn’t deny that there was something strangely pleasant and arousing feeling in overpowering strong self-confident guys, biting deeply into their male pride.
The sensei clapped “Anybody willing to start, guys? Hmm. Nobody wants to begin, I see. Then I must pick one, Justin. I give you the opportunity for a rematch.” You looked even more embarrassed and I noticed the first sign of fear on your face. But Kelly had very similar problems, save for getting scared, that she was not even capable of, perhaps genetically. However she was easily getting embarrassed and in those cases she looked cuter than normally. Now she performed the cutest face of the world, glancing at me with a pleading look. I understood her without words and stepped ahead.
“Sensei please, let me roll against Justin instead of Kelly. She would never admit but she has some psychological issues after publicly dominating him. It wouldn’t be prudent to further increase the pressure on her.” Now everybody got petrified in a fraction of a second. After some moments spent thinking, sensei Christina turned to Kelly with a surprised look “Is it true Kelly, you do have problems with beating male opponents in a fight?” Kelly didn’t give any answer save for bowing her head tellingly.
The sensei went on with a sigh “Sooner or later every female judoka has to get used to making their opponents submit, even if they are males. And many times you have to force them to surrender in a cruel way, it’s inevitable, regardless of gender. It's a fundamental part of the mindset needed to do judo successfully, taught to cadets and you are in junior age already.” She turned back to the silent row of the guys “Does any of you, gentlemen, have problems with sparring against female judoka, or even being dominated by them in a fight?” Full silence. The sensei continued even louder so that she could be heard by everybody in the dojo “I will instantly kick out any guy from my group whom I catch at refusing to tap out to a girl. And vice-versa. Understood? Now Beverly and Justin, step in the middle and start the randori finally. And do not forget, submissions only by jigoku jime.”

Originally I planned to finish the roll as soon as possible, taking you down to the ground and applying the jigoku. But when you stood there in front of me, with that inscrutable expression on your cute face that might have been some interesting mixture of fear and excitement, and yes, love and a bit of sexual desire, I suddenly felt myself unable to harm or humiliate you again. On “hajime!” we started to approach each other and stopped in arms-length distance with our hands almost tactfully seeking good grasps on judogi. By then I knew my tactics will be to prolong the match until sensei Christina getting bored with and sends us off the tatami.
I was confident enough that you wouldn’t be able to force me into positions from which a judoka with limited experience could launch jigoku jime on me. If you were really keen on making me submit anyway, but after half a minute it seemed you weren’t into fighting either, and I heard sensei Christina’s voice from behind “Some actions, not only tapping each other! And please move as if you were alive judoka.” In order to pretend as if I was trying something, by a little modification of tactics I easily surprised you from left side and took you down by a quick reap. Next second I threw myself on your body and began to pulling-pushing your parts here and there, jerking your jacket and belt, but letting you out of dangerous situations in the last moment every time, while constantly refusing all attempts from your part.
“Mate!” shouted the sensei angrily. “Let me remind you both that we are supposed to perform judo randori here, not boring little sexfights. I am ready to accept that a brown-belt girl might be a little too much for a green-belt guy. But what’s with you Beverly? Usually you move like a lightning and now you act as if played in slow motion. Do you hide some health issues or maybe have a little crush on our handsome Justin that makes you so impotent?” I instantly got as red as the tatami beneath us while the sensei continued “Should I myself present the right approach as a substitute for any of you, or are you ready to take the practice seriously?” From my kneeling position I saw her slipping her feet out of her flip-flops and stepping on the mat. I quickly bowed towards her “I will do my best sensei, give me a half minute more, I would like to practice applying this very special hold” The sensei took two more steps and stopped nearby “Then let me see.”
As of that moment I had no other choice but take our sparring seriously. We went on with newaza but this time moving much faster and within ten seconds I managed to take the appropriate position at your left side and launched my decisive attack. You were in more-or-less an exact kneeling position with your both hands on the mat. I could easily entwine your left arm by my legs. You tried to escape ahead but were secured in that position by my hands holding your rare collar and belt. Next second I switched from collar grip to grab your right upper arm and rolling onto my back turned your body upside. Then quickly changed my hands, using my right to keep your right arm trapped while reaching fully around your neck with my left to grasp your right collar. Next moment I started to pull it as gently as I could while simultaneously stretched out my legs to secure the position.
“Tap immediately, my dear handsome victim, forget your male pride for this one occasion please” I thought and didn’t have to wait too much, saw and heard you tapping on the mat by your right sole three times. I released the hold immediately and got to my feet, whereas you remained lying on the mat, coughing and a bit paler than normal. Sensei Christina kneeled down at your head at once and started gently massaging your right carotid artery, while checking your gaze. “Okay Justin, you took it as a man, but bearing in mind your case the day before yesterday, I order you to go for a brief medical check immediately. You escort him Beverly. Fair performance by the way, but further practice needed.” Meanwhile the sensei helped you to stand up. “Yes sensei, thank you, off we go then.” And we both put on our slippers and headed out of the training room towards the stairs leading to the locker rooms and the medical facilities.

By an hour later we were sitting together on the bench at the door of girls locker room. Neither of us had the slightest intention to hurry back and participate the remaining part of the training session. Both of us were silent, sunk in our thoughts. Then I heard your low voice breaking the silence “Now I feel myself again half the man I used to be. I know as a green-belter I shouldn’t take losses to higher graded opponents very seriously, and I understood and basically agreed with what the sensei told us about the right mindset of a judoka, yet I simply can’t help feeling humiliated by you in front of our teammates. And also by Kelly two days ago, and that was even worse as I’m sure she did that deliberately, humiliating a guy just for fun. I can’t keep on training here with such a shame, have to go somewhere else or give up judo. I am not talented at all, the genes have betrayed me.”
I turned towards you, being shocked by what you said and a little scared of the possible implications. “Male pride drives you guys mad, putting an awfully heavy load on your shoulders. Could you please to see a little further away, outside the dojo? You could overpower many guys you meet out there on the street and the vast majority of girls. Is it really a big deal that you got defeated by someone who did judo years longer time than you, or by Kelly, a girl so exceptionally strong? And Kelly can’t help herself enjoying her physical superiority, she’s living for judo. Otherwise she’s a very nice girl, almost like an angel. I would be so happy if we three could be good friends together.” You swallowed but didn't answer and we kept sitting next to each other in silence, only I was dangling my light blue slippers with my toes. I loved the sight of my matching coloured toenails. I was proud of my sexy feet and had already noticed many guys and even some of the girls watching them stealthily during training sessions.
“Bevvie” I heard after almost another whole minute passed “I think sensei Christina has sensed something between us. And perhaps not from your side but that something, a sort of tension is really there… I mean…” I instantly stopped playing with my feet, turned towards you again and quickly put my fingers over your mouth. “Sssh, not here and now. Let’s talk about us somewhere else please.” I saw your beautiful green eyes widening “You are telling me Bevvie that you already knew… and that you maybe feel the same for me?” I nodded, adding my most charming smile “Yes I know. And I feel the same towards you Justin.” I took your hands into mine “You feel better now, don’t you? More of a whole proud guy again, aren’t you?” You looked touched, almost dazed by the unexpected and total success, but soon began smiling at me and then I laughed quietly. Those moments were very sensual for us both but sadly, didn’t last long.

Suddenly our calm and quiet intimacy was disturbed by increasing noise from the direction of the training room. Then after a while we have heard footsteps and I released your hand in the very moment Kelly appeared at the top of the stairs. She came to us directly, apparently not noticing our intimate situation and mood. She promptly started to speak, still panting a little “Good decision you didn’t come back, the training went on becoming brutal. After you two left, sensei Christina changed her mind and asked the other girls whether they wanted to practice jigoku. Plenty of them volunteered and she picked the strongest eight ones.
It became embarrassing, even for us girls. I had to start, made Ronny submit quite quickly after he made a mistake, and then half of the remaining eight guys got tapped out. Altogether we girls won six randori from ten, including your match at the beginning, an ultimate humiliation for the so-called stronger sex, never witnessed such, by the end many girls felt sorry for the guys, some of them tried to console the loosers. Even sensei Christina recognized she badly overshoot this time and decided to skip the standard free randori part of the training today. I was sent to tell you that we pass to the gym for half an hour to do some exercises as session closing, so you may join us there.”
I stood up “Considering she sent you after us, we had better go in a hurry, I wouldn’t make the sensei upset, especially now, but actually never. Not once I witnessed her to punish girls by ordering them to go against her in a randori, then making them submit in front of the whole team in the most humiliating positions you can imagine for a female judoka.” Kelly nodded “Yes, she can be cruel, and maybe too many times, but she’s a tough woman herself and a fantastic judo instructor. Also technically superb. Despite her strange things, she’s the perfect sensei for me.” None of us commented. As we were heading to the gym down the stairs I couldn’t help asking Kelly “How did it feel, to hold the sexiest guy of the team in a jigoku-jime?” I didn’t have to turn to know that a wide grin appeared on her face.

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You had arrived at the dojo among the very first team members, almost an hour before the session start. After dressing up quickly, you were already lying on your back in the farthest corner of the large training hall. The eight tatami were deserted, waiting for judoka to tap on them hundreds of times before the evening fell. Tapping out can be humiliating, especially for a guy in case he has to submit to a girl, yet you strangely almost wished Beverly made you tap that day. She’s somehow different, makes her superiority clear, but never in a humiliating way as other girls trying to do, if a realistic opportunity is given to them. “Hopefully we can roll today, or at least talk again about our feelings, that would be wonderful.” You couldn’t help closing your eyes and starting daydreaming about me, your Bevvie. About my golden hair, fruity scent, lovely alto voice… and yes, my beautiful muscles.
“Hello Justin, good to find you alone” instead of alto voice it was the well-known soprano of Emily, the sexy lightweight girl you had been dating for a few months, before falling in love with Beverly. She was standing in front of you in her white judogi with hands on her waist, fingers grasping her blue belt. And she wasn’t alone, Amber stood next to her, the only ginger girl in the team, a half-heavyweight blue-belt judoka, surely a Viking descendant. Despite her size you always found Amber attractive, probably because in spite of her size she was constantly trying to appear as feminine as she could, and it wasn’t an impossible mission for her with those sparkling blue eyes. And you were also fond of freckled female faces. Nevertheless you were not close friends and speaking not too often. It was anything but usual that the shy Amber came to you or any guy before a session.
Before you could have said anything, Emily cried out all of a sudden “Take his arms, Amber!” The girls attacked you by surprise from an arms-length distance, thus you had no chance to escape. Of course you instinctively still tried to get up at least but Amber, in spite of her weight, moved very fast and by the time you got up to your knees, she was already at your side, pushing your shoulders downward and grasping your belt at the back. You saw through her intention but couldn’t prevent her doing it. In a few seconds she turned you on your back and trapped you in a perfect jigoku jime hold. Your left hand, being entwined by her legs, couldn’t move an inch, while she held your right arm with her right hand. Thanks God she didn’t pulled your collar by her left hand too cruelly… “But of course, these girls don’t want me to tap, they want something else” flashed through your mind.
Now Emily sat down beside your legs with a mocking grin on her cute face, and grabbed your right leg then secured it under her left armpit, pinning it to her breasts. “As a male you don’t know the girls’ initiation ritual here. But now I will teach you that thoroughly, if you don’t tell us who is my successor in your heart, my dear.”
Saying that, she began to caress your trapped sole with the ends of her lob-styled shiny black hair. It would have been extremely erotic if you had not been a ticklish guy, and she knew it very well. “You see my dear, I'm afraid Amber has to gag your mouth for a moment.” Almost without thinking about it, Amber pulled your collar up a bit and almost gently pulled it right into your mouth. Your first thought was nonsense “It’s an irregular move!” But before you could think about it any further, Emily started to tickle your right sole with her fingers, so effectively that you couldn’t help screaming and laughing simultaneously, while helplessly wriggling in the girls’ hold.
After some time Emily stopped torturing you “Let him speak, Amber.” You instantly felt the collar sliding off your mouth a bit. “So my dear, who is it? Someone from the team, I suppose. I need to know baby, you won’t escape until we don’t have the name.” You shook your head and the girls repeated your tickle torture, with a prolonged version this time. Your screams were muffled by your own judogi, so nobody could hear you in the locker rooms and the training hall seemed still deserted. You couldn’t hope for any help that may arrive soon and against the half-heavyweight Amber you didn’t have realistic chance to get free off the trap by your own efforts. After half a minute of continuous tickling felt yourself totally exhausted. Then suddenly Emily's cruel fingers stopped moving again “Give us a name, baby or I tickle you to death.” Heavily panting, almost subconsciously you answered “Beverly.”
The girls looked at each other, and Emily nodded “One of my tips.” For some seconds everybody remained motionless and silent, Emily apparently sunk in her thoughts. “In which of her attributes does that girl outshine me, honestly Justin?” She asked suddenly. “She’s more kind, for instance.” Emily shook her head unbelievingly, almost as if shocked by what you said. “Kind, what? Kindly humiliates you every training session in front of your buddies and the whole team.” By that time Amber released your collar and right hand and Emily also dropped your leg on the mat.

Suddenly all of you could hear the soft footsteps on the mats, from the direction of the locker rooms. You felt relieved and scared simultaneously, because it was me arriving, your beloved Beverly, dressed up in my blue judogi, ready for the training. “Hello girls and Justin, what’s going on here? Quite strange positions you took, didn't you?” Amber immediately let you fully out of the hold and both girls stood up. Emily stepped closer to me “Just a bit of pre-session exercise, you know. Amber has to practice jigoku jime and Justin was kind enough to help her as uke.” I nodded with a smile “Sounds good, I hope she learnt a lot. I was afraid I caught you bullying, which is a seriously prohibited act I should have reported.” Emily kept on smiling wickedly “Oh no, what do you think about us Bevvie? Neither of us would ever bully a teammate.” Despite her formidable size Amber wasn’t a dominant character at all, actually lacking courage, and by then she seemed a bit frightened of what they had done to you, that’s why she just stood there in silence. “But you're done, aren't you? Then if you don’t mind, I should discuss something with Justin, it seems he will be my rolling partner today.” The self-confident smile disappeared from Emily's face in a second.
“Hello girls! What a nice group. How are you?” Kelly arrived with Jessica, both apparently in a very good mood. “Anybody available for a quick sparring? We have 20 minutes until start. Amber, you are strong enough to challenge me.” Although usually nobody in her right mind volunteered gladly to roll with the Lynx, this time Amber seemed relieved at the possibility to flee, and with Kelly they went up on the nearest tatami. Amber was heavier by 5 kg and both were blue-belters but from technical aspect Kelly was much better judoka and at least as strong as Amber. You couldn’t help enjoying yourself at the sight, as one of your torturers got soon trapped in a sankaku jime. Amber tapped quickly but Kelly immediately asked her for a rematch.
In the meantime Jessica and Emily walked away, they were good friends, both blue-belters and frequently sparring partners, despite Jessica’s 5 kg advantage. Jessica was half-middleweight as myself but she could never win a single randori against me, I was much more skilled and experienced fighter. However, she was the only girl in the team I secretly envied for her appearance. The sexiest one, beyond doubt.
Together with you we kept staying there some more minutes, watching as Kelly put Amber into a painful juji-gatame in their second round. After witnessing Amber’s second submission I helped you to your feet. “We should talk about ourselves, Justin, our love affair. Such a relationship cannot remain hidden in a dojo for longer term, so we should carry on openly, don’t you think? Are you ready to date me openly?” I caught your beautiful eyes with mine, and after a few seconds you felt yourself slowly sinking into the infinite bluish depth of my eyes. I also started to feel something down there, around my belly, very pleasant but strong and dazing. For a fraction of a second I thought we would end up kissing each other passionately right then in front of everybody.
But a loud shout could be heard just then from the direction of the stairs “Beverly, could you please come here for a word” sensei Christina arrived in the worst moment. Or in the best. Before I leaved, our gazes met again “Think it over my dear.” Then I turned on my heel and headed towards our formidable and strict female sensei, across the training hall.
You stood there petrified, staring my back, getting turned on by my plain, almost innocent sexiness in that blue judogi. Crazy thoughts flooded your mind “Oh, my beautifully-muscled powergirl, I need you so badly right now. What if I just hurried after you, pushed you down to the mat and started to strip that judogi off your incredibly sexy body? Okay, I should quickly calm down myself somehow. Nice that we will be training partners for today and then a couple from this day on. Emily and Amber know it already, Kelly was the first to whom I confessed it, so why not tell to everybody?” You felt yourself proud at being together with Beverly, being her man.

Your pleasant thinking was interrupted by Kelly, standing alone on the tatami after tapping out Amber second time. “Hey Justin, would you come for a quick sparring with me, just one roll, okay?” You knew very well that a real judoka cannot say no for such a challenge, and above all, a guy shouldn’t be afraid of a girl, so you let out a big sigh and went up on the tatami in front of Kelly. Before you began fighting, you noticed Amber sitting nearby, still nursing her elbow where Kelly stretched it. You suddenly got frightened. “I mustn’t get injured this day. Should I beg for her mercy before we started? Please Kelly, could you be gentle with me this time? Nope, that would be ridiculous. Somehow I should take the upper hand and make Kelly submit, that would be very nice in front of the whole team and even sensei Christina is here to watch my triumph.”
You noticed that with the sensei we were looking exactly in your direction. “So how should I defeat Kelly? Obviously not by brute force, as she’s amazingly strong, in spite of being merely a junior girl.” Kelly was already about to rush on you when sensei Christina blew into her whistle. Kelly stopped instantly and both of you turned toward us. To your horror the sensei was walking right towards your tatami, while waving by her hands for the judoka to gather around there. “Another public humiliation” you thought suddenly “I cannot let that happen this time. Have to make this muscle-babe submit or die in the attempt.” Within half a minute, everybody stood around the tatami, except for you two, standing at the centre of it.
“O.K., the last sparring before we started the training, the Lynx versus Justin. I strongly hope you had participated enough training sessions to learn not to start anything like this before you did a nice, intensive warm-up” she said while looking at you with an inquisitive look “Did you, guys?” “Of course I did, sensei, already rolled with Amber twice.” This was your last chance to get away with a face saving explanation. But if you confessed that you were about to start a randori without any warming-up, sensei Christina would easily go mad and find an appropriate punishment. “Er, sensei, I did some exercises twenty minutes ago but…” you started, but the sensei interrupted you at once.
“Okay then. Let’s consider it a light randori, don’t just play with each other but do not push it too much. Everybody wants to see some action before the monotonous exercises scheduled for today.” Sensei Christina was in a good mood, very probably expecting another public humiliation of a guy. “Tear her apart for me, Justin!” You could not believe what you just heard, it was me shouting in, your Bevvie. Yes, I decided instead of you, openly took the role beside you, as your new sweetheart. You looked at me and in the next second everybody else were looking at me too, many of them with sheer shock on their faces, others smiling widely. The situation was clear: the cute Beverly and the handsome Justin is a couple. How could they hide their romance so far?
Sensei Christina also looked at me in surprise but didn’t say a word. “Betraying me, Bevvie? asked Kelly turning to me, trying to pretend she was very disappointed and even angry with me. “Sorry Kelly, but you knew that anyway.” A wicked smile appeared on Kelly’s face “No my dear friend, it’s you who will be sorry, after the Lynx badly defeats your new boyfriend.” The sensei had enough of our performance “Let’s start then, and take it seriously.”
You bowed to each other and Kelly started to approach you again. At the kumikata you felt her strong grip and couldn’t help feeling admiration towards her, being feminine but very strong. But you felt something unusual in yourself too, an additional power, undoubtedly because of my unexpectedly expressed support. Kelly was wildly jerking your judogi, trying to tip you off balance for a throw, but you managed to resist her and step out in the right direction every time. Never before you were so focused and after half a minute I noticed the sign of recognition on sensei Christina’s face, who stood next to me.
My heart was beating madly for you and I was very anxious what Kelly may plan to do. But after a while the applicable ideas seemed to ran out for her and she couldn’t take you by surprise when turned in for a harai-goshi. That’s why you could counter it quite easily, simply by pushing her down in the perfect moment by all your might, to a kneeling position, then grasping her collar for a strangle. You didn’t let her pulling back her left arm, and wildly jerked her jacket ahead, forcing her head and breasts almost fully down to the mat. Then you were in a half-kneeling position over her, supporting by your left leg stretched out. You reached for her pants with your right hand to secure the hold while squeezing her collar by your left. “Ough” I heard the surprised groan of sensei Christina. You put Kelly into a perfect koshi jime and to everybody’s astonishment she looked already helpless, with her blonde head forced tightly to the right side of your hip.
The girls watched her inevitable loss with pale faces, while the boys became completely excited. Kelly didn’t tap in your static position but then you began to move slowly in circle, increasing the pressure on her neck. I started to worry, now because of Kelly, she can be stubborn enough to stay unconscious on the mat. But no, she eventually she gave up the hopeless struggle and surrendered to you, tapping out on the mat by her right hand three times. You immediately released her and she just spread on the tatami, panting heavily. She wasn’t unconscious though, and brought her hands up to cover her face.
“Congratulations Justin, you made the Lynx submit, this is something I won’t forget for a while” told you sensei Christina, efficiently managing to cover her disappointment. “O.K. young judoka, the festivities are over, let’s begin the standard training program by warming up. Kelly, you may have five minutes for regeneration.” Kelly nodded and walked off the tatami. And then you could finally come to me, and I embraced you. “I couldn’t have done it without your support Bevvie, meant an awfully lot for me. I was literally full of energy, so powerful I just couldn’t believe myself and also focused. And I made Kelly submit, oh my God, it’s fantastic.” Your face was shining with joy over your unexpected triumph. “Yes my dear, you were fantastic, really.” And then I gave you a brief kiss, on your lips, first time in public.

After the session you had to run somewhere, while I was the keeper on that week, to stay last and close the dojo. We remained alone with Kelly in the locker room. She was exceptionally reserved and silent in the shower and all the girls consoled her gently and tactfully. Sympathy is a general feature among judo teammates, I love that. When the last girl left the room, Kelly slowly raised her head and our gazes met. “Thank you Kelly, I am extremely grateful for this. Frankly speaking I could not fully believe that you will really do it for me, until the decisive moment. Now you can ask anything from me.” Kelly nodded “All right Bevvie, but never ever ask me to loose a match again. And now give me a prolonged hot lesbian kiss.” I stood there stunned, as if electrocuted, couldn’t believe what she said. Then, after a while, the well-known wicked smile appeared on her face “You believed it for a moment Bevvie, didn’t you?” “You are really an idiot Kelly.”

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Three weeks after Kelly had publicly “lost” a sparring against you and almost by an hour after the Wednesday training session ended, most of the girls had gone already, but Kelly was still sitting on the bench in front of me and I was brushing her long blonde hair slowly with infinite care, dividing it into two parts at the middle. She asked me to create two Dutch pigtail braids for her. Although they are quick and easy to create and I had enough experience in doing it, we were not in a hurry and I wanted to make it for her as nicely and precisely as I could. I knew very well her secret wish to look more attractive in the eyes of guys, many of whom were more-or-less repelled by the thought of dating a stronger girl. I put down the brush and began braiding her hair “Ten minutes, Kelly.”
Despite the late hour we were not alone with Kelly in the locker room and the evidence of it could be heard clearly from the other side of the room, where two other teammates were talking loudly and cheerfully, as it was separated by only the row of cabinets from the part where we were dressing. Suddenly one of them began singing in a false soprano voice “I’m a judo girl, my koshi-jime wo-o-orked, she was tapping, it’s fantastic.” Must have been Jessica.
Kelly turned her head upwards seeking my gaze with a questioning look. Unfortunately I could tell her the reason behind the high spirit of Jessica “We rolled in the randori time and Jessica made me tap. The very first time since we met. Managed to put me into a koshi-jime.” I felt Kelly getting promptly rigid, as if petrified “I can’t believe you simply lost to her. How could that happen?” I sighed “Well, let’s say I wasn’t fully there in mind, distracted by something.” “Someone, you mean.” Another sigh “Yeah, someone. Would you please keep your head still?”
After half a minute silence Kelly continued “Are you really in love with Justin, Bevvie? I’m afraid that in spite of being handsome and sometimes kind, that weakling doesn’t deserve you, sorry for being crude.” Feeling that I didn’t want to give any response Kelly went on “Has he seen your loss against Jessica?” “Stood at the brink of the tatami.” “As I presumed. And you couldn’t help glancing at him repeatedly until Jessi trapped you in that killer hold. Did he console you after the match?” “Not really. He rather seemed to be disappointed with me and was among the first ones congratulating Jessi. He needs an invincible girl to love, it’s obvious. Can be very kind to a girl until he thinks she’s stronger and better fighter.” “Strange. Isn’t that called a submissive?” “Yeah Kelly, he’s a submissive guy, much more than we had suspected before I started dating him.” “And now, what do you want to do?” “I haven’t yet decided, Kelly, perhaps I should give more time to this romance. Nobody is perfect, and there are multiple things in him attracting me.” “Are those things of sexual nature?” “I neither confirm, nor deny, Kelly.”
In that very moment we could hear Jessica, trying her voice again “I’m a judo girl…”
“I had enough koshi-jime for today” said Kelly in a quite annoyed tone “Jessi, could you please stop torturing us with your voice?!”
Silence fell in the locker room and I continued dealing with Kelly’s hair. I was adding more and more hair crossing under the braid slowly and precisely, in the rhythm of a sleepy sloth in which I usually worked except when fighting on the tatami. Tried to keep the braid in a straight line as it traversed the hemisphere of her almost perfectly round skull, then finally put the hair tie on “Okay Kelly, the first is done.”
Right then Jessica appeared in the short corridor leading to the door, fully dressed up, with her pinky bag on her shoulder. She looked as sexy as always, in a perfect party attire, and anyone meeting her outside the dojo, at the first glance would have hardly believed that she had already been doing judo for six years. Looking at us, a wide grin appeared on her face and then she pointed at me with her forefinger “You were mine today, Bevvie. How did it feel?” “You should know better than me, Jessica, based on your extensive experience in tapping out.”
“Oh Bevvie, please don’t be so mean to me. Why can’t you just let me enjoy my first win over you?” After that said, I couldn’t help smiling at her “Okay Jessi, celebrate your victory until Friday, when I will challenge you for a rematch.” “And what if I beat you again?” she winked at me. “You know, I feel quite tempted by the chance to make you submit again. It was the first time I saw you helpless in my hold. When I started the circling around your kneeling form, moving constantly towards your feet, looking at your cutely wrinkled soles, I felt your vulnerability like never before and it became somehow…sensual, you know... an almost erotic feeling of domination. Well, not in the sense I dominate Ronny in the bed but something similar. You never have such a feeling? You used to dominate many girls, including me and even a good couple of guys. Never felt like so?”
It was scary that the unsuspecting Jessica got so close to our hidden secret. Kelly couldn’t stand to keep silent any further “Jessi, you know I like you but I’m not in my best mood so please leave us alone before I made any offensive remark, okay?”
After a few seconds of hesitation Jessica nodded with her smile unchanged “Okay Lynx, I’m in a hurry anyway, have to get to the cinema in half an hour. But I had to see Beverly before leaving, wanted to apologize for being that cruel to her. See you on Friday, girls, take care. What cute braids you will have, Kelly, good idea.”
I was smiling inside, as Jessica knew the key to Kelly’s heart: compliments regarding her appearance worked on Kelly like a drug, and this time her hair style was praised by the sexiest girl of team. Not waiting for any reply Jessica turned on heel and headed to the door. “And of course I know you like me, Lynxie, especially my voice.” With that she re-started to sing that silly song while walking outwards, rhythmically shaking her beautifully shaped body “You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere. Imagination, life is your creation.” Then the door closed behind her.
“I wish we were in the same weight… I would squeeze her body everywhere until she would scream her submission. And if she kept singing that song, I would brush her hair with my fingers and partly undress her during the match.”
“Oh, then I’m glad that we are in different weights, Kelly.” She raised her head “But are we friends, Bevvie, good friends for real?” “Of course we are friends Kelly.” She nodded “That’s how I thought. Then I have something to discuss with you Bevvie. Something serious… and strange.” “Any time Kelly. Except for now, because I...” “You would rather date your beloved Justin. No problem. I think I wouldn’t be able to talk about it right now.”
“I see. Then, what do you plan for Saturday afternoon? My parents will go to a spa for the whole weekend, so if you came, we could be alone, save for my little brother. And you could stay for the night.” “Sleepover? That sounds fantastic Bevvie, I planned something else but of course we make it. I so much like that small palace you live in.” “Okay then, I will fill up the pool outside in the garden. And we will drink cocktails, like truly badass girls.”
In the meantime I finished her second braid and she walked to the mirror. “Wow, it’s fantastic, these Dutch braid pigtails look soo sexy, don't they? Bevvie, you are genial, thank you. Now you can ask me something to do for you.” “Right, then Kelly, please tell me how your randori went today, what made you apparently upset?”
Kelly walked back to the bench and sat down, while I began to do my own hair. “Well, I had two girls and guy. Firstly the new girl, that green-belter in your weight, I can’t recall her name.” “Lotte. Cute name, cute girl. Hope you haven’t destroyed her.” “It seemed more as a play from my side. Without your technical skills, a half-middleweight girl doesn’t stand a chance against me. But don’t worry, she went down on her foot after we finished. I tortured her a bit in a kata-gatame, she wanted to give up but I told her to keep trying at least half a minute. I wanted to check her stamina, and she put up quite a fierce struggle. You had better keep an eye on her, Bevvie, before she surprises you in a fight. Then came Charlotte.” Charlotte was heavier than Kelly by 6-7 kg, so I became curious. “Unfortunately that randori was quick because Charly stepped in my ko-uchi-gake, and bearing in mind her weight, I did it with a makikomi and we landed quite badly. She immediately told me to stop. Luckily it seems a minor injury. Then there were none other girls free for a third randori and Frank was standing nearby.” “Frank? You are driving me mad, Kelly. What did you want from a black-belter guy, heavier than you by at least 15 kg? You will get injured sooner or later.” “Haven’t got injured, physically.” “You may thank God. And how it went, then?”
“He praised me at the end. Told me I was fantastic, and a real challenge. He had to give almost 70-80 percent of strength in to overpower me. I don’t know whether it was worse to hear that than to suffer on the mat. But to feel that strength combined with skill and speed, it was fascinating. A perfect judoka.” I couldn’t recall the last time, when Kelly spoke like that about a guy. “Ippon?” I risked asking. “You didn’t listen to me earlier Bevvie. Or can’t you put the pieces together? The koshi-jime. Made me submit by that damn hold.” She looked up to meet my gaze “And this time I fought by all might. Just couldn’t do anything, he was overwhelming. He didn’t even had to start circling, when he jerked my collar, I thought I will pass out in the next second, tapped instantly out.” “He’s much bigger, Kelly. You should be realistic. You are very strong and skilled for a 70 kg blue-belter junior, but must accept your limits.” “I know, Bevvie, I’m trying to do so with my rational mind, yet I felt myself humiliated a bit. I had expected more, wanted to make it a hard four minutes for him. Then it ended in two minutes, and there was a moment in the first minute when I think he could have grabbed my arm and gone for a waki-gatame or hiza-gatame but he missed the opportunity, and now I think he just didn’t want to humiliate me with a less-than-a-minute finish.”
“Okay Kelly, thanks for telling it. It’s unbelievable that both of us got tapped out by the same submission hold in the same time. I will ask Mom whether they could prepare in the lab some anti-koshi-jime pills for us.” I heard Kelly’s laugh but then, quite unexpectedly, Naomi appeared on the corridor, the only black girl in the team, and the second heaviest one after Amanda. She had been going out with the Big Frank, a heavyweight brown-belter since the New Year’s Eve party. “Perhaps Kelly should try to seduce the black-belter Frank” I thought suddenly “after defeating her on the tatami he would certainly not be intimidated by her muscles. And now she looks really cute with those pigtails.” Naomi looked a bit anxious “Could you please hurry up girls, I would like to close now. Should get home by nine, we will have guests for dinner and I would have my ass kicked if I arrived late.” In five minutes we were outside the building, walking together along the broad alley through the park in the warm summer night.

On Saturday Kelly arrived late afternoon but the sun was still above the fence and the bushes, and the whole garden was blazing in sunshine. Fortunately we had a slight breeze but I had to fully extend the sunshade over the large terrace in front of the French windows looking on the garden, to provide us with some cooling shade. Even the water in the pool was a little too warm for my taste. However, it seemed to be perfect for Kelly, who went into it immediately after putting on her swimsuit.
She brought a bottle of vodka and some of our favourite biscuits, and while she was swimming in the pool I prepared our first two sunrise cocktails. Then I pulled two deckchairs into the shade for us and placed a table between them to put the cocktails full of ice on it. After sipping some of my drink I lay down and picked a biscuit. I was fond of the cinnamon flavoured ones, while Kelly preferred vanilla. Soon she noticed that everything was ready for our pleasure and climbed out of the pool.
As she was coming towards me in her two-piece red swimsuit I could admire her beautifully-muscled body. Maybe her upper arms were a bit too much for a sexy girl and she had the thick neck, wrists and ankles typical of heavier female judoka, but otherwise she looked great, especially her marvelous abdominal muscles. “I don’t understand the guys, how can they prefer those slim girls to such goddesses like Kelly” I thought while Kelly rubbed her hair with a towel and lay down onto her deckchair. However, I also noted with reassurance that she might have had more spectacular muscles but my perfectly proportioned athletic shape looked more feminine and thus even sexier. And I had another ultimate weapon in the battle for the best guys, my feet, not even Jessica had a sexier pair of feet than mine.
Kelly was wiggling her cute toes to dry them faster and I noticed she painted her nails, and even put on a rose-gold anklet, which was very unusual from her part. “Kelly, why those pinky toenails and fancy anklet for? Did you have a date in the morning or something? Don’t try to keep secrets from your bestie.” Kelly sat up without giving answer, took her glass, closed her eyes and tilted her head back, and to my astonishment poured the whole down her throat in one huge shot.
“I am so much thirsty Bevvie, could kill for another cooled cocktail.” I grinned at her “But you don’t have to, please feel free to help yourself in the kitchen, you will find everything in the left fridge.” While she went in, I began to think about her strange behavior “Something must have happened, and soon I will know, because none of us was used to drinking alcohol.”
When Kelly re-appeared with the glass in her hand, it was only half filled with cocktail. She noticed my questioning look “I’ve drunk a part of it right there in the kitchen. It’s fantastic.” “You should be cautious with drinking, Kelly, you are not used to it. And it’s high time you answer my question.” She placed the glass on the table and lay back upon the deckchair. “Your female intuition works well Bevvie, something had really happened.” I decided to finish my drink, then we were just lying there next to each other for a while, enjoying the calm silence of the garden and the light breeze, and I felt myself getting sleepy. It wasn’t a big surprise as I tended to fall asleep exceptionally easily due to an overly active gland producing hormones too fast. Once I fell asleep in a fast-food restaurant after a training session. Fortunately some of my teammates were with me and they woke me up, though not before they put a long piece of French fries into my open mouth and took photos. I had to activate myself or else couldn’t have stayed awake for long. I yawned and stretched out all my limbs.
Kelly lay also completely still, with her eyes closed, perhaps she was also at the border of dreamland. And I wanted to know what happened to her in the morning “You have one minute to tell me everything Kelly, if want to avoid getting wickedly tortured for it.” Her quick reaction revealed that she was fully awake. A wide grin appeared on her face “Bevvie you had better bear in mind, whom you are talking to. You shouldn’t challenge the Lynx, or else may get your sexy ass kicked.” I didn’t react and after a while she went on “But I will tell you, just be patient.” She sat up again and took her glass “I need this before start telling you the story.” After finishing her drink she held up the empty glass towards me “But I won’t tell anything until you don’t pay for it. The price is another cocktail. A last one for today, okay Bevvie? And make one for yourself as well, I don’t want to get drunk alone.” I sighed and nodded “All right Kelly but please drink the third one slower. Until I serve it, you may open my tablet to browse the newest photos, you know the password.”
I got back to the terrace no later than ten minutes to find Kelly with my tablet in her hands. When noticed my presence she said “What weaklings these guys seem to be! Sorry to say but including your little bro. Who are the others with him?” I placed the glasses on the table before answering “Those are Jason and Ricky, the best buddies of Tim. And yes, they are already more than 17 years old but none of them do any sports seriously. In spite of that, the worst cocky types of guys. It was fascinating to witness their embarrassment when this March, in the school arm-wrestling championship they got defeated by two girls, a gymnast and a judoka, one after the other. Tim somehow held himself until the end of the event, but on the way home in the car he burst out crying. Mom tried to comfort her, not with much success. It was awful.”
I sighed “But gender roles are changing, I personally do not expect from a guy to be stronger than me.” Kelly nodded “In general, they are still taller and heavier, and consequently stronger in average, but if you pick a girl and a guy equal in weight, they will have more-or-less the equal chance in a fight. And as trained female judoka we would be able to overpower most of untrained guys, even some of the heavier ones.” I sipped from my cocktail and lay onto the deckchair. “You’re right, Kelly. Many guys reckon their weight a decisive factor in a fight but tend to forget body-fat percentage. Among my schoolmates there are many heavier guys than me but none of them are stronger I dare say, they don’t have more muscle, only more fat.”
As the sun slowly descended under the top of the fence the garden became shaded. Kelly switched off the tablet and for a while we were silently sipping our cocktails, sank in our thoughts. Kelly seemed not seriously drunk, only a bit dazed. Suddenly, without any further question she began to speak “Frank asked Jessica for my number and called me last evening. Invited me for a morning coffee." ”Which Frank?“ I asked promptly and she replied with the widest smile of that day “Not the Big Frank Bevvie babe, the sexier Frank, the black-belter Frank.” “A date?” “Yess, Bevvie, now you can envy your friend by all your heart.” “But Kelly, please. How could I prove that I like you more than anyone else?” “I know, Bevvie, I’m just joking half drunk, be forgiving today.”
Kelly emptied her glass again and raised her eyes on me with a begging look “No Kelly, I can’t let you drink more alcohol in this crazy pace.” “The cruelest friend, you are.” I did not react on that, and after a while she continued the story “Frank told me he’s getting really intrigued of me, and that we should try dating regularly." “Do you like him Kelly?” “Are you kidding? Of course I like him. And in the café he seemed more kind and friendly than in the dojo, even showed some traces of humour. Maybe he’s not the most handsome guy around but soo manly strong and confident. And his muscles, Bevvie, those are really beautiful." As Kelly was obviously getting slightly aroused by merely recalling and talking about Frank, I understood that my friend, quite unexperienced with seductive guys, fell already in love, before she knew what was happening with her. The Lynx was about to get trapped and tamed. It was thrilling to see that a girl, being so dangerous predator on the tatami, how innocent can be in social life.
As I didn’t say anything, after a while Kelly went on “He confessed he likes my muscles and strangely, my meaty feet, that’s exactly what he said, meaty.” She raised her legs to show her feet for me, as if I had not seen them a thousand times “Are these feet meaty Bevvie?” I decided to be honest “As meaty as they have to be for a middleweight judoka. And they are cute, Kelly, you have cute toes.” Suddenly she got off the deckchair and came over to my side “Let me see your toes, Bevvie.” She bent over my feet and reached out with her right hand. “Kelly please, don’t forget that I’m ticklish like hell.” She pulled back her hand instantly “Sorry Bevvie, I almost forgot. You have very sexy feet Bevvie, and I have to borrow your nail polish. This shiny light blue looks fantastic on your toes.”
I could hardly believe my ears “You haven’t noticed my nail polish so far? Or altogether, my feet? In six years that we spent in the same locker room?” “Oh, I haven’t paid too much attention to your feet Bevvie, but now I find them incredibly sexy, perhaps I am a little drunk, don’t you think?” “I do, Kelly. Eat some biscuits, that may help. And then we may go in and pick several videos for the night, okay?” She lay back onto her deckchair and took a biscuit from the plate “No, I would rather talking with you, out here. Please let’s talk about judo.”
“Okay Kelly. Firstly we eat all these tasty biscuits, then I prepare a last cocktail with less vodka in it, which we will sip very slowly during the night. And then we will put questions to each other about judo or sex. Agreed?” She nodded with a wide grin, and we ate all the remaining biscuits in a minute.
After we arranged everything to our pleasure and convenience I started the game by putting the first question “Have you ever enjoyed getting tapped out?” “It’s easy, never. I simply hate to lose, especially when I am forced to tap. That means you admit your ultimate helplessness and inferiority, begging for mercy to your opponent.” “Okay. My answer: yes, many times.” Kelly instantly turned to me in shock to make our gazes meet “You what? Bevvie, are you submissive? How could you hide that so long? I always thought of you as a dominant female judoka. And you win too many times for being submissive.”
“It’s because I am both, Kelly. It’s called a switch, when one can enjoy either role in domination.” “Oh my God, you are very special, Bevvie, almost a weirdo. But I won’t leave you just because of this. Oho, that means you did actually enjoy when Jessica made you submit on Wednesday?”
“Thank you Kelly. I don’t want to lose you but you should like me as I truly am. And that case with Jessi was really an accident, I made a mistake. I love to overpower that beauty, even better doing it publicly, you could see yesterday. After quickly taking her down to the mat by a tani-otoshi, I let her roll over only to catch her nearer hand into a waki-gatame. With that I tortured her for a while until eventually let her escape, but after that I constantly kept her in intensive newaza until she got to the brink of physical exhaustion, then finished the poor thing with a painful juji-gatame, and you can be sure I stretched her arm quite a bit, to carve into her brain who is the number one of the team in half-middleweight. Now, what’s your question?”
“Too bad I haven’t seen that fight of yours. I bet sensei Christina enjoyed the show very much. My question, hmm, let’s see. Which guy would you like to overpower the most, and how would you like to do that?” I fell into heavy thinking so long that Kelly lost her patience “Wouldn’t you tell me the truth? Don't try to forge a lie for me please.” “No, no, no Kelly, it’s really not easy for me, too many exciting options we have.” Kelly grinned “You may pick as many as you want, except for Franky. He’s mine.”
“But Kelly my dear, I’m trying to be realistic. For me it’s still Ronny.” “What a surprise, the sexiest!” Kelly’s grin even widened “You should have humiliated him yesterday too, in front of his sweetheart Jessi, before defeated her.” “Next time, I hope. You know, I can imagine as we are standing in front of each other on the tatami, he’s taller by two inches, heavier by 15 kg, thus everybody expects his quick win over me but I can still triumph at the end.” “Give me more details Bevvie, sounds an exciting little fantasy.” “Well, I think against him my advantage could be either speed or stamina. He’s a brown-belter too, I am not much superior technically and he’s definitely stronger.” Kelly shook her head vigorously “Not that strong, you would be surprised feeling it, I tell you.”
“But you are stronger than me Kelly, please bear in mind. Therefore I wouldn't risk to play on my better stamina, because he might finish me earlier relying on sheer force, let's say by throwing me with an ura-nage, against which I would be totally helpless. So I would try to be proactive right from the first second and take him down as soon as possible with something from sutemi-waza, most probably a yoko-sutemi technique I am quite good at. Then exploiting his momentary disorientation, moving like a lightning I would take an advantageous position to apply one of my favourite strangles.” “Okuri-eri-jime or kata-te-jime?” “Exactly. I like jigoku too, but that’s difficult to execute in a fight, especially against a stronger opponent. So if I could take a perfect position behind his back to gain sufficient control over his body merely by using my strong legs, I would go for the okuri-eri-jime. In a more difficult situation I would choose kata-te-jime instead, which would leave me a free hand to control his body.”
“Do you think that Ronny would tap out quite quickly, or would rather stubbornly refuse to tap to a girl?” “I bet he would struggle until feeling himself on the verge of unconsciousness, and there is a slight chance that eventually he wouldn’t be able to tap out before fainting.” “That would be double humiliation for him, both as a male and a sportsman not respecting fellow female judoka.” “I know but the male pride is quite strong in him.”
Kelly nodded “I second your opinion of him. Remember when sensei Christina went mad with us, and we got paired to practice jigoku-jime in randori. I managed to catch him perfectly but he would hardly have tapped to me, if the sensei had not stood right there. I think he would be my premier target as well, because Franky is really too much for me. You see, I’m trying to accept realities. But I would throw him by some spectacular technique, a tomoe-nage for example. I’m somewhat shorter, which makes easier to launch tomoe-nage and I have the strongest thigh among the junior girls. Intervening his first hesitant lateral move I would suddenly jerk both his sleeves downwards by all might, and I’m more than 70 kg Bevvie, that must give enough momentum. Before he could prevent me doing it, partly paralysed by the surprise at the throw a bold girl is attempting against him, he would already be flying over my head. And too bad to think over what might happen if my sole slipped a bit aside from his upper thigh where it should push his body upwards... And Bevvie, can you imagine him totally loosing control over his own beautifully muscled body, because I decided to deprive him from control… In those moments he’s ruled only by physics and my will.” Kelly’s deepening voice and heavier breathing clearly revealed her increasing arousal by her own fantasy. She closed her blue eyes to continue the fantasy in a blue fog.
“With his both hands held tightly by my grips on the sleeves, he wouldn’t be able to control his slam, it would be shattering. And I wouldn’t give him a second to come around, maintaining my grips on his sleeves to secure his position I would roll over at once, after his hard landing. Since he would still be lying on his back, I would arrive onto his body in a perfect position to relocate my grasps in a second and catch him into a tate-shiho-gatame, securing his lower body with digging my heels into his muscled thighs. Oh yes, Bevvie, I would prefer holding him in a pin to finishing him off quickly by a nasty strangle. Soo badly want to feel his incredibly sexy manly body desperately struggling under my pin. And after refusing his first fierce attempts to get free, when I could feel him giving up futile resistance accepting his defeat, I would whisper into his ear things like: you are mine now, helpless, owned by a girl, please surrender to me, then I would kiss him on his lips. Oh yeah, Bevvie, I would kiss those beautiful lips. Then I would melt down on him like a faulty nuclear reactor, exactly with that heat Bevvie… Bevvie? Are you with me?”
By then I was half-dazed by her extremely sensual story and apparent euphoria, mixed with the effect of alcohol and multiple hormones flooding my body “I am sorry Kelly, your fantasy was fascinating and I could listen to you, yes. Thank you, I think besides Ronny you made me submit as well."
For a while we both lay next to each other in silence in the mild and calm summer evening. Soon I felt my eyelids becoming heavier. “Kelly, you remember my problems with my pineal gland, don’t you? I suddenly started to feel myself very sleepy, as if being put under anesthesia.” “Those nasty hormones again?” “Yes, and you know I can’t fight them off. We should go in to find our bed before I fell asleep out here on this deckchair.” With a huge sigh Kelly got to her feet “Okay Bevvie, let’s go in, I also had enough for today, and ready for having an extra-long nap.”

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