Unchartered Waters
by Pygmalion


    This is another story based off my collected image file of fitness
models.  This story is spun from two specific images.  One is of Christy
Lake.  The other is of Kitchie Laurico. 
    Sizes differences are not of exact nature of the two fitness models
but projected  off the images.  Christy Lake's spun character's is
Mistress Slyvia.  She is wearing a black leather type of dominatrix
outfit.  Completed with black sleeved gloves that go up to the elbow and
4" heeled ankle high black boots.
    Kitchie Laurico's spun character's is named Dominiqua.  She is
wearing a one piece lacy white lingerie outfit.  She is also wearing a
white hair band around the crown of her head.  Unlike Kitchie's picture
though Dominiqua is wearing 2" heeled shoes.
    This gives Sylvia the appearance of an entire foot advantage.  For
experience purposes I am making Mistress Sylvia 35 years of age.  Bear in
mind its experience purposes only and has nothing to do with Christy
Lake's looks. 
    Christy unlike her fictional alter is 27 and doesn't look a day older
than 23 in her particular picture.  Dominiqua is 20 years of age and that
is about how young Kitchie Laurico looks in her particular picture.  Lets
make sure we're perfectly clear on certain issues.
    First issue this story may not reflect the personalities of the
actual models.  Secondly, I wouldn't want to see these two models fight
for real.  In a coregraphed setting or little playwrestling perhaps, but
only in good fun especially fantasy.  Lastly this story in no way shape
or form reflects how I feel about either  model.  I've never really met
either of them so I have no personal opinion about them.
 
    Mistress Slyvia has been disciplining for ten years.  An unopposed
dominatrix.  Absolute mistress of her domain.  Most of the people she
disciplines are college students.
    Sorrority girls who break minor sorrority rules to be exact.  She
used to discipline frat boys as well but instead of being sorry and
submissive they willfully kept coming back.  That's why she only offers
her services to sorrorities.  Because the guys would end up monopolizing
her time and instead of getting into character she was living it.
    Those damn frat boys of WIE TAPPA KEGA ruined things for every guy. 
In the tall blonde's presence was a defiant little co-ed named
Dominiqua.  Slyvia was most certain that she was going to break
Dominiqua.
    Dominiqua was quite strong willed and intelligent perhaps not wise in
obeying Mistress Sylvia's instruction.
    "Bend over!"
    Mistress Sylvia commanded in a raised but still controlled voice. 
She paced back and forth while slapping a cat-o-nine-tails to her gloved
hand.  She was starting to grow rather impatient with her defiant little
prey.
    She stepped around so to stand in front of Dominiqua.  They were face
to chest.  Dominiqua wasn't phased in the least at being towered over by
the blonde predator.
    "I will do no such thing."
    "It is futile to resist."
    The predatory dominatrix informed her prey.  Without warning Mistress
Sylvia grabbed Dominiqua by the arm.  Much to the mighty mistress's
surprise her little would be prey was not only defiant but combative.
    Dominiqua grabbed Sylvia's wrist and with a twist the towering blonde
mistress released her hold on her little "guest's" arm.  That wasn't all
Dominiqua did. She twisted her taller foe's arm over her head, locked one
leg behind Sylvia's leg, and the petty little prey sent the mighty
predator down on her rump by tripping her while giving her a one handed
shove.
    Dominiqua's hand was so carefully placed in between the mistress's
voluptous breast.  Of course all of this happened a lot quicker than I
wrote or you read.  At first Mistress Sylvia gasped at her crash landing
and the swiftness of her prey.
    It didn't take the mighty mistress long though to collect herself. 
The predator rose up with a smile and look down into the eyes glaring
back up at her of the determined little prey.  Sylvia made another grab
for Dominiqua's wrist, but instead it was the little 20 year old
sorrority girl that once again grabbed a hold of her towering 35 year old
foe. 
    Once again Dominiqua twisted Sylvia's wrist arm over head.  Instead
of a simple shove Dominiqua grabbed the mighty mistress's black leather
outfit by the waist area and with excellent use of technique far beyond
my ability to describe she flipped the blonde head over heels.  Once
again the mighty mistress crashed to the floor.  This time flat on her
back.
    She also dropped her cat-o-nine-tails.  This was becoming unchartered
waters to the mighty mistress.  She'd never imagined this sort of thing
could happen to her let alone at the hands of some innocent looking
sorrority girl that the mistress completely dwarfed.
    Once again though she regained her composure.  Her long blonde hair
fell in front of her face, so she flipped it back with her hand while she
sat up.  She pushed herself back up to her feet.
    While she did that Dominiqua made the mistake of letting her get back
up.  Once on her feet Sylvia turned and looked down into the eyes of her
once assumed prey.  It was quite apparent that wasn't the case.
    Despite lacking stature and carrying a look of innocence Dominiqua
was obviously a formidable and defiant foe.  No smile this time from the
mighty mistress.  No instead she threw a front roundhouse kick that a
darting Dominiqua barely ducked under.
    From there a kickboxing match broke out.  Despite her height and
reach advantage Mistress Sylvia wasn't able to land anything of
significance, but neither was Dominiqua.  Both women were obviously well
equipped defensively.
    After about five minutes of punching, kicking, dodging, and blocking
both fighters were just getting primed.  For Dominiqua this was
unchartered waters because outside of tournament competition she'd never
been in an actual fight before.  For Mistress Sylvia this was quite good
sport.  She was actually enjoying herself.
    On the other hand this was a bit of a surprise.  Surprise or not this
was her house and domain.  There was no way some stranger was going to
come in and defeat her.  Especially some little sorrority girl.  Mistress
Sylvia sommersaulted and picked up her cat-o-nine-tails. 
    With the cat-o-nine-tails she smacked Dominiqua in the
face just as the sorrority girl was coming in for an attack.  Mistress
Sylvia then kicked Dominiqua in the stomach.  Dominiqua dropped to her
knees.
    Seeing her prey all proned the mighty predatory mistress through her
cat-o-nine-tails aside.  Instead of pouncing on her mousy foe Mistress
Sylvia optioned to test Dominiqua's modesty.  Sylvia ripped away at
Dominiqua's garb.
    Despite this being unchartered waters for Dominiqua she didn't let
being stripped naked bother her.  Much to Sylvia's surprise her little
prey had a fire like an inferno in her eyes.  This was unchartered waters
for the mighty mistress.
    Usually when she strips a female victim they usually flip out and
panic, but Dominiqua did neither.  Sylvia was caught by so much surprise
that she let her guard down.  This would be a mistake on the mighty
mistresses's part.  One that she would have to fight to overcome.
    Dominiqua wasn't surprised at all by her foe's dastardly deeds and
she went on the attack once on her feet.  She slammed a jumping front
kick into Sylvia's chin.  The power from the kick from someone so little
knocked Sylvia for a loop.
    She stumbled backward but kept her balance.  Just as she regained her
balance Dominiqua was aggressively attacking Sylvia's breast.  With
little fists of fire slamming while turning into their large targets.
    One turning punch after another not only found soft and accurate
landings but also hurt Sylvia enough for her to once again drop her
cat-o-nine-tails.  She hunched over a bit while folding her arms over her
breast.  The short co-ed stood the tall mistress straight up with another
jumping front kick.  Getting attacked this way and so successfully was
more unchartered waters for Mistress Sylvia.
    Her head swam with pain, confusion, and panic.  So much so that she
didn't even attempt to fend off Dominiqua's punch then a kick to her well
formed and perfectly fitted abs.  The assault not only hurt but made the
mighty mistress so overwhelmed with panic she could only think to do one
thing.
    Turn and run.  Doubled over or not.  This was absolutely unheard of. 
Better yet, unthinkable.  The mighty predatory domainitrix mistress
running away, and from  whom, some innocent looking little prey of a
college co-ed.  In the mistresses's on domain to boot.
    Dominiqua rather enjoyed this concept and at half speed chased her
towering blonde foe around the dungeon.  Dominiqua was a much quicker
runner to begin with and with Sylvia doubled over  and hobbling along.
The once prey now turned predator was right on the heels of the once
predator but now prey.
    Sylvia glanced over her shoulder and saw Dominiqua in pursuit.  She
surprised herself by screaming in fear.  The once mighty mistress was so
surprised at herself that she came to a complete stop and cupped her hand
over her mouth.
    She couldn't believe that she heard such a sound coming from
herself.  Now she was scared and drowning in unchartered waters.  Sylvia
didn't get a chance to compose herself because Dominiqua dove at the back
of the tall blonde's long shapely legs.
    It didn't take very much effort to tackle Sylvia.  The blonde
mistress was now beside herself.  She'd been put down before by fancy
martial arts moves but this was just a display of brute force from some
tiny foe that she earlier deemed as prey.
    Dominiqua really relished being able to take down her much bigger
foe.  Although she wasn't surprised.  She was a football fan and watched
how they tackled.
    Unlike her beleagured foe she realized this was more technique than
brute force.  Perhaps if Sylvia wasn't so panicked she would've realized
that too.  Dominiqua didn't waste too much time reveling in her feat.
    She climbed up Sylvia's backside in similar fashion to climbing a
rope.  Legs wrapped around Sylvia's desirable body, and pulling hand over
hand until in the desired spot.  The little 20 year old straddled the
bigger and more gorgeous 35 year old.
    Dominiqua grabbed 2 handfuls of Sylvia's blonde tossled hair and
pulled back on it.  Sylvia seered through gritted teeth with her blue
eyes shut tightly.  Dominiqua wasn't satisfied with just having a hold of
Sylvia's hair, so she let go with just one hand while using the other to
keep tugging. 
    She grabbed Sylvia's arm and hammerlocked it.  Wrenching up on it
while pinning it to her back.  Being controlled now by this diminutive
foe in her own domain was more than the big bad mistress could tolerate.
    Though she was making a gasping sound while her eyes blinked and
roved around she was hatching a plan to get herself out of this
predicament.  She mustered enough strength to push herself up to her
knees and the one free hand.  Dominiqua was impressed at the strength and
will of Sylvia but she would not allow herself to be overwhelmed.
    She latched herself even more tightly and leaned down on the superbly
muscle toned body of Sylvia.  Sylvia started bucking around as away to
get this nuissance off of her.  It was no use.  Realizing she wasn't
going to be able to buck off her opponent Sylvia got to her knees before
mustering a grunt of strength to push herself back up to her feet.
    Once on her feet Sylvia scurried around trying to figure a way to get
this nuissance of a foe off her back.  Dominiqua had let go of Sylvia's
hair and wrapped that arm around her standing foe's throat.  Dominiqua
realized how volatile and dangerous of an opponent Sylvia was.
   She released the hammerlock and applied a choke out sleeper hold. 
Shootfight style and not that coregraphed wrestling stuff you see on tv.
    Take it easy on the pro wrestlers.  Some of them can still kick your
butt.
    I know that, but I'm nobody.  Anyway in a matter of seconds the blood
flow to Sylvia's head was cutoff and she was becoming quite dizzy.  She
dropped to one knee.
   A short time passed before she started seeing spots.  She now dropped
to her hands and knees.  The spots didn't go away the only got bigger and
darker.  It wasn't too long before she was lying flat on her stomach.
    The spots were now as dark clouds flooding her mind and eyes.  Her
whole world seem to be spinning and growing distant.  Dominiqua didn't
let up.  Not even after Sylvia zonked out.
    At least not right away.  With Sylvia being unconcious Dominiqua
instead of taking off had some work to do.  After being out for a couple
of minutes Sylvia awoke and found herself in some real deep unchartered
waters.
    She was stark naked and tighed up to her own bed post and her feet
strapped down to the bed.  It didn't take her long to figure out what
happened because Dominiqua was prancing around the bed stark naked as if
doing some kind of victory dance.  Sylvia struggled in vain to get loose.
    As strong as she was she wasn't able to even budge the restraints. 
Dominiqua stopped prancing around and eyed Sylvia.  The prey recognized
the look in her predator's eyes.  It was one she donned herself quite a
few times, but this was different.  Uh excuse me unchartered waters.
    Sylvia found herself being the one bound while her bounder took
certain liberties with her.  At first Sylvia nearly gagged.  Not because
she's not into women but because she didn't like being the recessor.
    After awhile these unchartered waters became quite judgemental. 
Sylvia began to feel guilty about the things she had put others through. 
Well except the guys they cheerished this.
    After awhile longer while Dominiqua began liberating Sylvia's
clitoris from built up sex residue the unchartered waters became quite
comfortable and friendly.  She even verbally volunteered to eat Dominiqua
out while the little coed straddled her face.  Once after all that was
done the two sort of cuddled and nurtured each other.
    The reason I say sort of is because Sylvia was still bound.  In
actuality most of the cuddling and nurturting part was done by
Dominiqua.  This was different.
    Sylvia had never pampered any of her victims before.  The experienced
domanitrix mistress was being taught something new by her innocent
looking 20 year old counterpart.  After spending time caressing Sylvia's
well formed and fit body while whispering sweet little words into her
ears Dominiqua put her head on Sylvia's impressive bosom and a hand on
those fab abs and the two of them talked each other into a nap.
    I mean litterally they talked until they both fell asleep.  This
little ordeal would be their secret to keep.  Hopefully you learned
something about unchartered waters or new experiences. 
    Some can be frightening.  Causing you to panic and drowned.  Others
could be quite  judgemental and make you feel guilty. 
Fortunately there's a few that make you feel comfortable and assured. 
    Choose your waters carefully. 
    Sincerely,
    Pygmalion