I'm not a big muscular guy, but I'm relatively fit and I get occasional compliments on how I look. I'm pretty confident in my physical abilities. I was on the wrestling team in high school and won nearly all of my matches. Sure, that was fifteen years ago but I'm still in pretty good shape.
"You don't work out much, do you?" She asked. "In fact, do you exercise at all?" "You look pretty out of shape but I bet you think you look great." Then she says, "I bet even I could take you." She eyeballed me from head to toe with this snarky smile on her face when she said, "I bet if we wrestled, I'd win."
What a snotty, arrogant bitch. I didn't know how to respond at first. I thought she must be crazy to suggest that she could even stand a chance of winning if we wrestled. "Really...and the stakes for this bet?," I asked.
She said, "sexual domination." "If I win, I get to do anything I want to you. If you win, you get to do anything you want to me." Then she said, "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. This isn't about S & M. It's not about inflicting pain. I'll just defeat you, restrain you, strip you naked so I can get a good look at your wimpy body, and then humiliate you sexually. I love humiliating little boys like you."
I was a little pissed off. I wasn't sure I wanted to continue any conversation with her...but she was hot.
What the hell was she suggesting...that she might actually be able to beat me in a wrestling match? This offer was too good to be true. I had always fantasized about wrestling a hot chick, tying her up and having my way with her. She certainly filled the bill in the looks department, and while she appeared physically fit, I knew she wouldn't stand a chance against me. It was obvious to me, she wanted me to do to her exactly what she claimed she would do to me - to be dominated and humiliated.
That's the full extent of the thought I gave to her proposition before accepting her challenge.
She told me she belongs to a gym with a boxing ring. She would reserve the ring for a private session. She said she'd call me with the address of the gym and tell me what time I should meet her there.
I must admit, I found it a little discomforting that she belonged to a gym with a boxing ring. I wondered, who is this woman?
I went home, and for the next few days I couldn't stop thinking about what was to come. Two and a half weeks went by and I began thinking she wouldn't call until, on the 18th day, the phone rang and it was Margot. She said, "I've reserved the gym for one week from today at 8:45pm sharp." She told me the address of the gym and that the normal closing time is 8:00, so everyone will have left. Knock three times so I'll know it's you...unless you're afraid." She laughed and said, "You can still back out. It's not too late"
"Right", I said. "I'll be there."
I was surprised at myself for accepting her challenge. She looked so hot and acted so sexy. I asked a couple of friends who were at the party about her, but no one could tell me much more than I already knew.
I couldn't stop fantasizing about this crazy, wrestling match. I couldn't wait to see her naked, helpless, and under my control. All the different ways I would manipulate her - what will she wear? Should I bring rope?
Finally, the day arrived. I made sure I was there at exactly 8:45p.m. I brought straps - the kind of straps with the soft Velcro ends that can be secured around the wrist or ankle, and the other end can be secured to an anchor point.
I walked to the side door of the gym and knocked three times like she told me. I heard the deadbolt turn and when she opened the door I was taken by the amazing outfit she was wearing. She was wearing black silk shorts that slit up the sides to the waist. I could see they were attached by Velcro at the waist so they would come off easily. I had seen shorts like this before in catalogs and had often thought they'd be perfect if someone were tied up because they'd come off easily without interference from the ropes. She had a tiny black string bikini top. Her breasts were medium sized but full and pert. She was stunning. It was obvious she was excited too as her nipples were beautifully standing at attention.
My heart began to pound as my anticipation grew. I walked in and she locked the door behind me.
She restated the bet. She said, "you and I are about to wrestle in the ring. whoever wins will have the right to dominate the loser in any sexual manner the winner chooses - no pain, just sexual domination. Do you agree?"
I said, "isn't that the bet we made at the party? Of course I agree."
She said, "I just want to make certain you understand the terms of our bet so there can be no confusion. Once we start, there will be no backing out."
I said, "you'll be the one wanting to back out. You're mine."
She held out a pair of black silk boxers just like the ones she was wearing and said, "you're wearing these - that way it'll be fair.
I said, "I already have something on I think you'll like."
She said, "No, you'll wear these." She pointed to the men's locker room and said, "you can change in there."
I said, "what do you mean, fair? You have two items on and I'll only have one. How is that fair?"
She laughed and said, "picky, picky, picky. What's the matter, are you afraid you'll lose?"
I grabbed the boxers and headed to the locker room.
When I came back, she was waiting for me in the ring. She had turned off most of the lights except for a couple along the end walls well away from the ring and a couple of lights above the ring. Beyond the ring itself, it cast a soft, warm atmosphere, dimly lit. Under the circumstances, the lighting was very sexy.
She looked magnificent. The tiny bikini top barely covered her nipples. Her shorts, slit to the waist, exposed her upper thighs and ass slightly as she walked around the ring.
Already, I could feel myself getting excited. I really didn't want to get hard yet because these shorts were so loose and revealing, I was afraid I'd pop out. I guess I was feeling a little insecure about that. I just didn't want to give her the opportunity to make fun of me.
I looked around the Gym. The ring was three ropes high and small - about 15 feet across and raised about 6 inches off the floor. I didn't see any work out equipment. I figured there was probably another room for that. Obviously this was "the fighting room."
The place looked like an old warehouse that had been renovated. It was a large room, about 30 feet wide, 75 to 100 feet long with four steel support poles down the center the long way with about a 20 foot high ceiling. Three walls were exposed, the longest of which had a large painted mural of two fighters in a boxing ring covering most of the wall. The two end walls were painted a kind of dark steely blue as were the ceiling, the pipes and ductwork. The wall opposite the mural had an elegant, dark navy blue, velvet curtain covering it from end to end.
On closer inspection, the fighters in the mural were wearing boxing trunks, but it appeared the artist paid special attention to make it appear each fighter had a hard-on. The fighter throwing a punch had a mean, dominant expression on his face as he was punching the other guy in the gut. The fighter getting punched was doubled over with a pained, helpless expression. The painting told quite a story but I couldn't help wondering, why did they had hard-ons? It seemed an odd thing for a mural in a gym.
"What are you waiting for?," Margot asked. "Are you having second thoughts?"
She startled me. I was trying to absorb everything as I was looking around. I had never been in a real boxing ring before but I didn't want her to know that so I pulled the top rope up like I knew what I was doing and climbed over the center rope into the ring.
I hadn't even stood up straight when she attacked.
Fortunately, I was quick enough to grab her wrists to keep her at bay but she slammed her wrists together, pinching my thumbs in between.
I let go immediately and gasped in pain. Before I could complain, she quickly got behind me, wrapped her arms around my neck and climbed onto my back.
Her quick moves were unexpected. She caught me off balance and I immediately dropped to the mat.
She kept her arms wrapped around my neck, choking me a little, but mostly hanging on for all she was worth. As soon as she had the chance, she wrapped each of her legs around mine with her feet together in my crotch.
She was stronger than I expected and no matter how I tried, I was unable to get loose. I managed to roll over onto my stomach but she held on, still clinging to my back and not giving an inch. I struggled and struggled, trying to get her off my back but to no avail.
I could feel myself getting out of breath and tiring a little but finally, I was able to get back to my feet.
I thought, If I could get to a corner, I might be able to back up quickly and slam her into the corner post with hopes of exerting enough pressure against her to knock the wind out of her so she'd relinquish her grip.
She was desperately trying to bring me down again but I managed to get her back against the turnbuckle and began pressing against her as hard as I could to force her to let go. She didn't.
I looked down and there were the straps I brought, already tied to the ropes, one on each side of the corner on the top rope and one on each side of the corner on the bottom rope. She must've secured the straps while I was changing. Was she right when she said she would win? Could I have so underestimated her?
I lost my concentration for a second and I felt one of her arms tighten up around my neck. Her hand locked onto her other arm that was now grabbing the top of my head. She exerted extreme pressure on my throat. She was choking off the blood flow to my head. I wanted to tell her I'd had enough but I couldn't talk, I couldn't swallow and I couldn't breathe. I was losing consciousness.
When I came to, I was sitting in the corner of the ring, my wrists secured with my straps to the top rope and Margot was securing my right leg to the bottom rope. My left leg was already tied.
It was over almost as quickly as it began. I suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a girl no less. What could she have in her plans? She knew from the beginning she would win, and she knew how she would win. She had everything perfectly planned from the start.
My god! How could I have been so stupid, thinking only with my cock...again?
I know absolutely nothing about this woman or what she might be capable of. She is a black widow and now she has ensnared her helpless male in her trap to do with as she pleases. As I sat in the corner of the ring, with my hands tied over my head and my legs tied spread eagle, barely covered and unable to do anything about my situation, I became apprehensive and afraid.
"Relax," she said, "I won't hurt you. I just love toying with little boys like you." Then she laughed.
"You weren't much of a threat to me," she said. "I had you right from the start. You were so sure you would win. You thought, just because you're a big, strong man, you could handle a little girl like me. Surprise...it's time for me to collect. I won. I'm going to humiliate you. You're going to be my little sex toy. I like you helpless and nervous. You have no idea what's coming next do you?"
I shook my head no.
"I have many surprises for you little boy - things you wouldn't dream of in a million years. You look perfect, just like at the party. I knew you wouldn't stand a chance and now I get my reward for victory. You are at my mercy."
She looked magnificent against that navy blue curtain as she strutted back and forth in front of me. She caressed herself slowly, rubbing her breasts, then her crotch, then back to her breasts. She was obviously excited over her victory. She began taunting me. "I told you I could beat you," she said. "I won just like I said I would and now I'm going to make you pay the humiliating price." She knew how much she turned me on. My fear began to change into lust unlike anything I'd ever experienced.
She knelt before me, still slowly rubbing herself. I could smell her excitement. I wanted to resist but I couldn't help becoming hard. Part of me didn't want her to see how excited I was, but another part of me was so overwhelmed with lust that I craved to know what she had in store. She was turned on by the sight of me helpless and under her control. I took some comfort by how much she was enjoying this.
She reached over and lightly ran her hand up the inside of my thigh. I flinched with anticipation. She stopped just short of my balls and slowly slid her hand back down my leg. I felt a pause of disappointment. She continued to tease me.
She smiled and said, "you're enjoying this, aren't you?"
I wanted to tell her, "no" but I sighed and said, "yes."
She looked at my cock and said, "I can see how much you're enjoying this" and she continued with her gentle touch on my thigh.
I became extremely hard, anticipating that first contact I knew would take my breath away. I think I was harder than I've ever been, almost to the point of being in pain. I couldn't believe how she was turning me on and how incredible it felt to be dominated by her.
I began to squirm a little, actually trying to maneuver myself into her hands when they were close. I felt a tremendous sense of frustration that she wasn't touching me where I so needed it.
Finally, she lightly and slowly slid her hand over my silk shorts, feeling my balls and up my cock. I gasped and then moaned with excitement. Again, she smiled. She said, "I want you turned on more than you've ever been - completely turned on and helpless."
I said, "I'm there."
She said, "no...you're not there. You ain't seen nothin' yet."
I couldn't imagine, if I hadn't seen anything yet, what the hell was next?
She began stroking my cock, still covered inside the silk shorts. Her other hand was lightly fondling my balls and my ass also still covered.
I was beginning to squirm. I thought I couldn't take much more without cumming, but then she stopped and we both watched my cock throb under my shorts.
She smiled slightly. She was loving her control over me.
I thought I heard something. It sounded like a single bang on the side door where I came in but I didn't give it much thought.
She didn't react to it as she continued to stroke me, but after a few seconds she said, "well, it's time."
My first thought was that she'd stroke me to the finish, but what I heard was the side door closing. In walked two more women.
My heart began to race with embarrassment and fear.
This was horrifying. The fear crept back in, though I was still hard as a rock. She introduced them as Cory and Fina.
I insisted to Margot, "this isn't part of the bet."
She said, "oh yes it is. The bet was simply this; sexual domination. The winner gets to do anything they want to the loser and you my friend, are the loser."
So this is what she meant when she said, "you ain't seen nothin' yet."
Both girls were very pretty. They stripped off their outer clothing to reveal very different, but beautiful, nearly naked bodies. Cory was quite slim, small breasted, wearing a tiny bikini top and a thong. Fina was fuller bodied with larger breasts, wearing short, baggy tap pants and a very thin, loose fitting tank top. Fina's breasts swayed back and forth as she moved, and I could see her nipples through the thin, knit tank top. It was so exciting to anticipate the sight of her tits falling out of the oversized arm holes but somehow, they stayed in.
The two girls came into the ring to admire Margot's catch. Margot said, "my friends like humiliating little boys too. I won. I'm going to share you with them."
Margot knelt in front of me again and began lightly stroking me while fondling my balls. The other girls watched.
I quickly became uncontrollably aroused again and I was about to cum but then she stopped.
Fina and Cory were getting turned on seeing me under Margot's control. The scent of female juices filled the air. It was as though, the more turned on I got, the more turned on they got, which of course, got me even more turned on.
Fina said, "quit fucking around Margot, let's see his cock. I want to see him naked, helpless, and excited about it. This guy thought he would dominate you. Let's see him struggle."
Even though I feared their control, that's exactly what I was so excited about.
Cory got out of the ring, came up behind me, grabbed the back of my shorts on each side and pulled, giving me a wedgie and making the front of my shorts tight on my balls and my erect cock. She then came back into the ring laughing.
I didn't think it was funny. It just magnified my feeling of vulnerability.
Margot began stroking me slowly again. She said, "I think you're ready...it's time."
She slowly pulled one of the Velcro sides apart, not allowing any part of my genitalia to be exposed. I could feel my shorts had become very loose except for the wedgie still up my ass. Then she pulled the other side apart. I was barely covered. I was excited but scared to death with only the thin strip of silk obscuring their view.
Cory left the ring again. She walked over to the end of the curtain and began pulling the rope. Slowly, the dark blue curtain opened revealing an audience of about 20 women, seated at tables, having drinks and watching the show. I had assumed the curtain covered another block wall. I had no idea there was a seating area there.
Margot said, "They've been watching you on a big screen TV from the moment you walked in the door."
I looked around and sure enough, there were two cameras mounted on the support poles closest to the ring.
As the curtain opened, they broke their silence with applause and cheers.
Margot told me this was a women only club and they hold periodic sexfights including male humiliation events. She said, "these women and others support the club because they love watching sexfights. Some of us, including Fina and Cory are participating members. We are three of the eight "fighting" members. Since we are fighters, we get free memberships. That's the sole purpose for the club's existence."
It was so frightening and humiliating, yet I had never been so aroused. I was this evening's show. That's why she reiterated the bet before we started fighting. It was a legal thing I guess, in case something happened.
With the curtain now open and the excitement intensifying, the women in the audience migrated to the edge of the ring.
I was powerless. They could do anything they wanted. She continued to stroke while she slowly and gently reached under my shorts and ever so lightly started fondling my balls.
I was crazed with fear and lust. Being the focus of a humiliating sex show was beyond anything I'd ever experienced.
Margot slowly pulled back the lower part of my shorts revealing my bare balls and ass.
The women were calling for more. They began chanting, "cock, cock."
My emotions were frazzled. I felt embarrassed, humiliated, degraded and yet, I was more aroused than I had ever been.
My balls were tight as a drum and the women were smiling with appreciation. They continued their chants but Margot said, "all in good time. Let's just keep him on the brink for a while. We've got all night."
With that, Fina came up behind Margot, knelt down behind her, reached around and began feeling Margot's tits. I had the perfect view of this new show going on right in front of me and I stared in amazement.
Was this for the benefit of the three girls in the ring, for the audience, or for me...or all of the above? I guess it really didn't matter. I was loving it.
Fina continued and Margot became increasingly excited. Fina, very slowly pulled the cups of Margot's top aside so her tits were exposed. They were perfect. I didn't know how much more I could stand without cumming. Then Fina reached inside Margot's shorts from behind and began stroking her clit.
Margot was getting incredibly hot and yet she never stopped stroking me.
Cory came over and stood in front of Margot, pulled her thong aside and thrust her pussy into Margot's face. Margot went after Cory's pussy like she hadn't eaten in a week.
Fina pulled the Velcro apart on one side of Margot's shorts and slowly dragged her shorts back so I could see her pussy. Fina continued stroking Margot's clit.
Fina gradually increased the intensity of her strokes and Margot started yelling, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum. She tensed up in front of me and nearly collapsed from the intensity of her orgasm, moaning, half screaming as she came.
The women surrounding the ring applauded.
I nearly came too, but Margot's orgasm was so intense, she had to stop stroking me. She doubled over as she shuttered from the aftershocks.
After Margot regained her senses, she looked up at me, smiled and said, "You didn't think I'd let you cum yet, did you?" Then she went back to licking Cory's pussy.
Fina stood up, and began fondling Cory's tits the same way she fondled Margot's, eventually pulling Cory's bikini top to the sides of her tits just as she had done to Margot.
Cory grabbed each loose arm hole of Fina's top and pulled them together in the middle of her chest, exposing her tits through those oversized arm holes. With her other hand, she reached into a pocket on Fina's tap pants and pulled out a pocket rocket vibrator. She slowly slid it up the leg of Fina's baggy tap pants and began penetrating her.
Margot was still licking Cory's pussy and started stroking me again. I desperately needed to cum.
Cory gave in to Margot's tongue, sweating and moaning loudly, nearly dropping to her knees on very shaky legs. She doubled over an came hard.
At the sight of Cory cumming, Fina came almost simultaneously.
Again the women surrounding the ring clapped and cheered.
The sights and smells of these three women (and probably the audience as well) was driving me crazy and I was ready to blow, but Margot wouldn't allow it.
After the aftershocks, they all turned their attention toward me.
Cory said, "c'mon Margot, quit fucking around! We all want to see his cock."
Cory and Fina knelt down on each side of Margot. They each grabbed a leg and pulled me away from the corner post. This caused me to be in more of a horizontal position with my arms straight up in the air. It also forced my legs higher in the air and spread wider apart.
Margot was still stroking my cock through my shorts. My balls and ass were still exposed. She lightly ran her finger up and down my asshole.
Margot said, "Okay, now it's time little boy. Let's get a look at that cock."
My heart was pounding, racing from fear and excitement. She was going to expose me and force me to orgasm in front of all these women.
She kept stroking, but so lightly now that my shorts were gradually slipping out of her hand until they finally dropped, exposing my cock.
I was naked and helpless, tied with my legs high in the air and wide apart with my shorts wedged up my ass and I was hard as a rock for all to see. My vulnerability was intoxicating. I squirmed uncontrollably.
Fina reached over to lightly fondle my balls and she slowly pulled the shorts out of my ass. Then she got up and walked over to the edge of the ring. She returned with a bottle of lube.
While Margot continued stroking, Fina squirted lube all over my cock and balls and Margot's hand. There was lube everywhere.
Cory held up the pocket rocket and said, "I wonder if he'd like this shoved up his lubed ass."
I said "no!"
With that, she turned it on and held it tightly against my asshole. She didn't shove it in, but she applied pressure making me afraid she would. That level of fear elevated my ecstasy even higher, to the point I wanted her to shove it in. I was huffing and moaning without restraint, willingly giving up every bit of dignity I might have had.
Margot began stroking me a little faster while Fina lightly fondled my balls.
It was obvious the women around the ring were enjoying the show as they watched with intent calling out, "make him cum."
Three of them went so far as to open their blouses to reveal their tits for me. They were even stroking themselves, adding even more eroticism to this already wild and crazy scene.
My cock was never harder. My balls were never tighter. I could stand it no more. I had to cum.
Just when I was about to blow, Margot stopped. I let out a loud, sighing moan in frustration. What the fuck was she trying to do to me?
She said, "you really want to cum don't you."
"Yes!," I exclaimed.
Cory untied my right hand and Margot said, "If you want to cum, you'll have to do it yourself. We want to watch you jerk off for us. Now grab your cock and stroke it for us."
I absolutely had to cum so I threw caution to the wind and I did as I was told.
Margot said, "we'll help you."
All three girls were feeling my balls while running their hands up and down the insides of my thighs.
Cory was still holding the pocket rocket tight against my asshole. Then she slowly pushed it. I only stroked a few times. It became so intense - naked women helping me jerk off and half naked women fondling themselves and each other while watching me masturbate for them - I could hold back no longer.
I shot the biggest load high in the air. I strained loudly, screaming through clenched teeth as I finally let loose. It was the mother of all orgasms, bringing me beyond the height of pleasure where it hurt with every pulsating squirt.
Cory yanked my hand away from my cock and forced my arm behind my back while Margot started stroking my sensitive cock. I was squirming uncontrollably as she continued to stroke. I thought the throbbing of my cock and my body would never end as I did my best to endure the sensation that horribly tickled and hurt at the same time. It was unbelievable torture, forcing me to bounce around helplessly while trying to free myself from her cruel hand.
Finally, Margot decided I'd had enough and began changing her rhythm, gradually slowing the rhythm of her strokes as Fina continued with her light touch on my balls. I twitched uncontrollably until my orgasm was finally over. Even then, they continued to make sure they had milked out every last tremor.
I was nothing more than a worthless heap of naked Jello. I was lying there, with three limbs still tied to the ropes, naked, helpless and spent. I had been sexually exploited, forced into humiliating bondage and tormented to the point where I felt compelled to follow orders and masturbate in front of all these women. It was the most degrading, yet sexually exciting experience of my life. I will never be the same.
The women went back to their tables and Margot untied me. Fina brought over a pail of warm water and told me to clean up my mess.
Still naked and utterly humiliated, I washed myself and the corner of the ring while watching Margot, Cory, and Fina get dressed.
The women in the crowd were chuckling and making fun of me. I was so spent and embarrassed, I had nothing to say.
When I was finished cleaning the ring, they allowed me to go and get dressed. When I came back into the gym, Fina and Cory were sitting at a table with a couple of other women.
Margot handed the straps to me and told me it was time to leave and she held the door open for me.
I went to ask Margot, "can we...?"
She interrupted, "not a chance."
I gave one last look around the "gym" before I walked out the door. It was over. It was the wildest sex - a once in a lifetime event. I had never experienced anything like this before, but I'll remember and relive it time and time again in my mind until the day I die.
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