She stood across from me in the ring at the local gym, her fire red hair tied in a pony tail, pink sports bra struggling to hold in her breasts, midriff exposed showing off her pale skinned six pack with black booty shorts and red boxing gloves. She flexed showing off her hard earned muscles trying to intimidate me. My mistress, Andrea.
I had been Andreas faithful Sub for a year and a half and in that time she helped me find myself. I was lost in my sexuality, unsure of what I wanted or needed but she knew. Andrea guided, me showing me her ways helping me understand myself and my desires. She was a great Dom, viscous but caring, but it was time, I wanted but she said I had to earn it.
Now here I was, standing across from my Mistress, full of trepidation about to fight her for my freedom. I took a deep breath and pulled my black gloves up to my bare chest and stepped towards her. She met me in the middle of the ring with her head low behind her gloves and a wide stance. I looked down at her when we met, standing over her I have eight inches of height on her with long arms. I was in good shape from my years of athletics and I am no doubt stronger despite her physique.
She beckons me with her gloves, she wants me to throw the first punch, fine…I throw a lazy straight jab that smacks off her glove and I follow with another that she easily blocks with her glove. She rolls her eyes and sinks a hard right hook into my ribs and follows with a left hook to my jaw. I stumble back as pain flares and my head is rocked to one side, I look up and she is disapprovingly looking at me waiting for me to recover.
That fuckin hurt! I thought. She’s serious about this fight! I bite down on my mouth guard and step towards her, I’m still hesitant to hit my mistress, so many hours she trained me to worship her muscles and curves, it felt so wrong to hit a woman let alone her. I throw two straight jabs with my left glancing off her guard and follow with an uppecut to her belly that lands knocking her back a step.
I pause in half shock that I hit my mistress so hard, then she side steps and comes back at me immediately. Two blows glance off my guard then one buries itself in my gut knocking the wind out of me. I back pedal gasping for air with my lungs in pain, Andrea pursues after me pelting my face with multiple jabs and hooks. I grow dizzy, my vision flashing white again and again pain following each of her shots until I stumble back into the ropes I have to reach out and hold myself up. I look up and see her glove crash into my chin with an uppecut sending my spit flying.
I stay standing with the help of the ropes I slump against them breathing heavily unable to focus with blurry vision, all I know is that her onslaught has stopped. I feel her breasts press into my chest and she whispers, “Your will is to weak, you have to dig deep and earn your inner aggression. Otherwise you’re still a Sub, only wanting to please me.” Her glove begins to fondle my crotch and immediately I’m erect. “Fuck…..what the hell?” I mermer watching Andrea press my buttons turning me on in the middle of a fight!?!
“C’mon Boy!!! Earn it!!” She shouts, I gather my strength and push her off of me, Andrea strikes my mouth with a straight punch but I don’t notice it. My adrenaline is up and I respond with two body blows and a hook to her jaw. She yelps in pain and I rock her head to the side, I’m no longer pulling my punches. I continue my pursuit with straight jabs to her face landing clean making her nose bleed but she quickly responds with a hook to my ribs and I fire an uppercut to her lower abdomen making her eyes bulge as her gloves drop to caress the pain away. I take the chance to rip a viscous hook across her unguarded face. Andrea drops to the mat quickly stumbling back onto her hands and knees not wanting to linger. Andrea crawling beneath me brought forward dirty thoughts, I fondled my hard cock drinking in her sexuality as she used the ropes to climb back to her feet.
I approached with my guard up and she quickly let fly a hook, it landed but it was weak glancing off my chin I stayed close and dug two hard body blows into her ribs. She reached out and wrapped her arms around me in a clinch pressing her breasts into me and my erection against her.
“Seeking respite Mistress?” I picked her up and slammed her back first onto the mat, kneeling next to her face my hard on portruding into her vision under my gym shorts. I caught her off guard so I reached down her short frame and rubbed my glove on her crotch, “How’s my will now Mistress?” If felt good to dominate her. Her eyes looked worried, shocked, tired and impressed as she didn’t offer resistance to my violating touch. I whip out my erection and lay it across her face giving her a good cock slap, her legs spread wide I could tell she enjoys her womanhood being rubbed. Andrea didn’t take my hint so I shoved my big hard on past her lips, forcing my way in. Her eyes clamped shut and just gagged with muffled protest but I didn’t care, her mouth felt good.
I sunk a punch into her gut and felt her wince on my erection then pulled it out and I stood up, tucking my hard on back into my shorts. “Get up Andrea. I’m going to end this.” I waited patiently for Andrea to get back up and recover regaining her senses, I wanted no excuse as I pound her. With a deep breath she repositioned into her stance and I answered meeting her in my own stance. She fired first this time with a jab hook combo glancing off my gloves, I side stepped and dug two hard hooks into her now bruised ribs. Pain engulfed her face as I pursued, with a straight jab to her face, I felt her glove sink into my gut but it was weak so I countered with a right hook across her face and she stumbled back off balance.
I hearded her into the corner with jabs and when she felt the corner post against her back she met my eyes with dread, “You’re mine now…..” I let my fist fly using her as a punching bag. She tried to cover up and guard but her strength had left her and it wasn’t long until she was a beaten wreck being held up in the corner.
Her arms draped over the ropes, blood dripped from her nose onto her cleavage. Bruises covered her torso and right cheek, her pale skin pelted red as her shoulders sagged and head hung heavy, she slumped onto her knees sitting back barely conscious. I counted to ten and Victory was mine.
Seeing her there made me feel powerful, complete, proud even with an overwhelming lust. I pulled my shorts and gloves off and shoved my cock into her mouth, Andrea was barely awake but I didn’t care, she brought this on herself, she turned me on, she made me feel this way, and now she was helpless. I enjoyed every moment of her mouth even though she hardly registered it, I rammed my hard cock in and out of her mouth forcing my length all the way in feeling her gag and struggle. I pulled out and she gasped for air with a mix of her blood and saliva dripping from her mouth onto her big pale tits. I pulled her clothes off and lifted her up to eye level spreading her arms and legs, hooking them over the ropes so she was on full display. I guided the head of my erection to her pussy teasing the entrance and whispered, “You started this.” And forcefully shoved my big cock into her. She let out a grunt of pain as I bottomed out violating my former mistress, I shut her up by kissing her red lips and began thrusting. Her muffled protests against me as we kissed soon turned to moans of pleasure, “Did you want this? Huh!?” I asked still slamming hard into her, using her as a fucktoy. ” Mmmm!! Ugh!! Oohhh!! Yessss! I’m a good loser aren’t I?”
“You’re a slut!” I responed and pounded my sweaty, bruised trophy harder and harder until I exploded in her draining my balls with each thrust. I collapsed backwards onto the mat depleted of energy, cock still standing seeping cum with my seed spilling out of Andrea onto the mat. After a moment she laid next to me like a lover caressing my chest, “You’re ready.”
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