Jenny the Judo by wbill_99_1999

A Welsh lassie teaches Robert the meaning of straddlemania

It was high summer in the West Country. In a sylvan glade by a small pond Robert lay on his back in a contented reverie; it had been a good summer and now as the shadows lengthened a little and early evening approached, Robert ran ideas about his future through his head. He was 18 years old and although not a big lad, he was very athletic and after wasting time at his local Polytech for two years, he had finally persuaded his parents into letting him enrol as a physical education student at a northern university. He had always been good at gymnastics and was also competent at a range of sports such as Cricket, Rugby and Golf. He had good eye- hand co-ordination and although the ball games appealed, it was gymnastics that was his passion.

Lying back contemplating what such a move north would mean to his lifestyle, he became aware that he wasn't alone. Turning on his left side, and propping himself on his elbow, he saw that he was being watched intently by a girl who was standing on the edge of the clearing about eight feet away. She was shorter than Robert, but had a solid, almost plump, build and a halo of auburn hair. Her face was round and attractive with even white teeth which she flashed at him in a warm smile; she was wearing a grey sports bra, a pair of tight black lycra shorts and a pair of running shoes.

"Hello" she said brightly " I do hope I'm not intruding. I was out for a run, but with it being so warm, I came in the wood to cool off in the shade. If you hadn't been here I was going to strip off and swim in the lake briefly"

"Don't mind me. I'll shut my eyes and look the other way"

"No, I don't think so. Most boys I know just can't be trusted like that, I'll just sit down here for a while if I may"

"Be my guest" Robert smiled at her "I'm Robert"

"I'm Jenny" Robert noticed that she spoke with a Welsh lilt to her voice.

"Jenny who?" Robert enquired.

"Well, my family name is Llewellyn, but my friends call me Jenny the Judo"

"What sort of name is that? Are you keen on Judo"

"It's a bit more than that. Being Welsh, we have a tradition in a lot of the small villages of naming people by their occupations. So we have Jones the motor, if he's a mechanic and Evans the body if he's the undertaker and so forth. Well I'm a Judo fanatic, so Jenny the Judo it is"

"It must be a lot more than that. Judo is a sport, not an occupation; so why would they call you Jenny the Judo?"

She looked at Robert steadily for a while and then gave a little chortle "Weelll, my family also call me the enforcer. I often get called in to sort out little differences in the Village and surroundings, and as I often have to use my Judo to sort it out, I guess they think that it's an occupation; but they are going have to get by without me now, because I have just left school and that's why I am over here. I'm going to be a student at your local Polytech"

"How old are you then? You look awful young to be an enforcer" Robert gave a laugh.

"I'm almost seventeen, and don't laugh at me, much bigger and older men than you have made the mistake of taking me lightly" Jenny frowned at him as she knelt down beside him. " You wouldn't do that, would you"

"How long have you been learning Judo"

"Ever since I was six" He was told. "I had a natural flair and when I started beating up high school boys at the age of eleven and when I broke the arm of an Uncle when I was thirteen, people started taking notice"

"I thought Judo was meant to be the "gentle way"

"Not the way I do it" Jenny laughed "I don't use Judo to defend, I use it to attack"

Robert laughed and shook his head. "Well, I've never heard of that before. Do you do a lot of attacking, is it just random, or do you have to book ahead to get attacked?

Jenny frowned again and said quietly "I don't think that you are taking this very seriously. I think the best thing I can do is give you a little taste of my talents.

You're bigger than me and by the look of you quite athletic; what say we have a little fight, I'm just a little girl with curves in all the right places ' it could be quite an experience for you"

Robert shook his head. "No. I don't think so. I am a champion gymnast and I have done a bit of wrestling, but fight a girl? I don't think so" .He got up to leave.

Jenny sprang to her feet, eyes glittering. "Oh you have no choice; I wasn't really asking you, I was telling you. Sorry I didn't make myself clear. I have been here over a week now and not one fight have I had; I am getting restless and when I get restless, welll, someone has to pay the price. En guard, young man"

Robert looked at her incredulously. The forest glade was only a small one with no obvious means of escape. Jenny stood between him and the path, behind him was the pond; apart from jumping in the water, which didn't really appeal, there was no way out. He sighed in a resigned fashion and shrugged. Jenny stood facing him, and for the first time Robert studied her closely. She was certainly shorter than him, but as he had noticed earlier, she was sturdy, with plump thighs and shapely legs. The sports bra that she wore disguised the size of her breasts but they certainly looked full enough and her shoulders were certainly wider than normal. Her skin was a rich cream colour and her face, with its perfect white teeth, was lightly freckled. She radiated a picture of total health. As he watched, she reached down and untied her running shoes and tossed them to one side.

"I prefer bare feet for this Roberty Bob, and how about taking that shirt off; I prefer skin on skin don't you. Those silly Gi's that I am expected to wear always annoy me. Come on, let's get it on"

Robert reluctantly discarded his shirt and kicked off his sneakers and stood facing Jenny in his black running shorts. Jenny grinned at him and gave a low whistle of appreciation.

"That's a great bod you've got there Bobby Boy" she beckoned with her hands "Come to me and I'll show you a good time"

Robert stood where he was. Jenny sighed "Well if the mountain won't come to Mohammed---"

She moved quickly with the grace of a cat. Robert grabbed at her with both arms. Jenny seized his right arm with a loud slap; turning quickly, she pulled him over her hip and pulling down on his arm sent him flying over her hip to land on his back with a dull thud. Robert was stunned. The throw had been executed with such casual grace, that he had the impression that he weighed no more than a feather and that it wouldn't have really mattered if he had been three times his size and weight. He got to his feet. Instantly she was on him again; their bodies briefly merged before he his feet left the ground and he flew high in the air in most flawless shoulder throw. So it went on. Jenny ran through the Judo textbook; each throw performed with a precision and power that belied her size, Robert never stood a chance. Finally, seizing him under his left arm, Jenny swept his legs out from under him and he again landed on his back with Jenny on top of him. Grabbing his right arm, she locked it between her legs, the elbow joint pointing upwards over her right knee and her left leg locking the lower arm in place. Reaching across him she grabbed his left wrist with her own left hand and sweeping it down to the grass, inserted her right arm under his elbow to grasp her own left wrist in a secure figure four armlock. Sighing contentedly, Jenny chuckled softly as she stared down into his face, she hardly seemed to be out of breath.

"Gotcha. You are pinned aren't you. You are my prisoner aren't you; there is no escape from this hold Bobby. I could keep you here like this all night or I can indulge in a little mild torture like so" As she spoke she pressed down with her left leg and raised her right one slightly; a spasm of pain passed through his right elbow. Simultaneously Jenny prised up with her right arm under his elbow joint causing Robert to yelp with pain as his wrist and elbow were tortured.

"Hurts doesn't it" Jenny spoke to him in dulcet tones "I know literally dozens of holds like this. They are not all Judo holds either; a lot of them I have adapted from wrestling and other grappling arts. I have had quite big men pinned like butterflies on a display board; I have had them beg me to let them submit. I have had them crying with pain and humiliation. I have literally worked on them like a surgeon and often I have broken a limb deliberately so they wouldn't forget who did it to them and why. That's a huge thrill; a sixteen year old girl taking a man apart and making him suffer".

For the first time Robert felt a tinge of fear. The intensity of her tone had increased and he was ware that he was indeed helpless. This comparative slip of a girl had him pinned and the gleam in her eye as she recited her conquests had intensified.

His body ached all over and it had only been his superb conditioning that had prevented an injury. The crisp precision of her throws had amazed him and he had a feeling that there was a lot more in store for him.

"Whhhat happens now" Robert was almost afraid to ask.

"Well. First you are going to submit and then we'll see"

Again Jenny tightened the two holds and the intense pain returned to the trapped limbs.

"Submit" She demanded.

Robert feet beat a tattoo on the ground and his body arched upwards. The pain intensified.

"Submit" She repeated. It was a command, not a request. "Go on, say it"

"I Submit" he said quietly.

"Louder. Go on, I want the world to hear"'

"I submit, I submit, sweet Jesus I submit' He shouted. The pain was intolerable; his elbow and wrist felt as if they were breaking.

Suddenly the pressure was gone. Jenny released his arm and his wrist, but before he could move, she knelt up and swung her right leg over to straddle him. Seizing his wrists she pinned to the grass beside his head and shuffled up his chest to pin his biceps under her shins. He was aware of the softness of her inner thighs as she gripped his head firmly between them, her lycra clad crotch was centimetres from his chin and he was aware of an alluring perfume that invaded his senses. Staring down as she bent over him, Robert heard her talking as though from a great distance.

"I suppose this is the part I love the most. The schoolgirl or schoolboy pin it's called isn't it. I always finish with this if I can; it's the ultimate hold because it speaks of complete dominance. There can be no argument over who is in charge, it's a hold of complete submission. You can't apply it until you have overcome your victim and made him yours to do as you like with" She made it sound like a statement of faith. "Even the big fellers realise that it is useless to resist; they know that even if they escaped from it, I would resume my workout with more throws and holds until I weakened them enough to put them back in the schoolgirl pin. What do I do now? Well, I think that I will have a little bit of fun with you first Bobby Boy, and then, well we'll see. I might just give you a little treat"

She released his wrists and sat up, placed her hands on her hips and looked down at him. She stared down at Roberts apprehensive face for a while, a little smile playing around her face. Giving another deep sigh, Jenny raised her haunches and shuffling forward, sat on his face. Robert gave an alarmed, muffled cry and brought his legs up, trying to snare her from behind. Instantly Jenny seized his legs, locked them under her arms and leant forward as far as she could. Pinned in such a fashion, Robert could hardly breathe and the pain in his legs, thighs and back became intense as they were stretched. Jenny's head and Robert's feet were almost touching the ground behind his head, The muffled cries from beneath Jenny's backside became louder and more desperate. She released his legs and sat up; Robert's legs flopped back onto the grass and were still. Jenny raised her arse up allowing Robert to take some big gulps of fresh air before sitting down again.

"Well that was stupid young Robert" Jenny placed her hands back on her hips "It really is useless to resist. You are here at my pleasure and you had better just lie back and think of England"

Beneath her, Robert was overwhelmed. The strangest feelings were going through his head; he was aware of the fact that he was trapped beneath the very core of her being. He was overwhelmed by her perfume and was now aware of another aroma blending with it ' the mushy smell of her arousal. He was also aware that he was getting an erection. Meanwhile Jenny opened her legs wide, her shins pinning Robert's arms at a point near his elbow and her hips began to move slowly backward and forward. Robert was intoxicated; the silky lycra, now becoming damp with her juices, slid backwards and forwards over his face. Now she added small circular movements and quickened the pace; it was becoming a dance of dominance. To and fro, around and around, faster and faster went Jenny's hips while she moaned softly. She climaxed with a scream that echoed around the glade. Beneath her Robert's own ecstasy was spoiled by terror of suffocation has she yanked his head up tight into her groin as she came. She dropped his head with a thud and sliding backwards, she resumed her position on his upper chest and slid her knees back together to grip Robert's head in a tight grip. Her crotch, now wet and gleaming, was back poised just short of his chin. Placing her hands back on her hips she smiled warmly down at him. Reaching into the side of her shorts, she produced a neatly folded handkerchief which she flicked open and began to wipe Robert's face.

"Sorry young Robert" she held her head on one side and looked quite angelic and innocent "I usually just sit quietly and enjoy the feeling of total dominance, but you are just so scrummy; I guess I got carried away. Now the question is, what am I going to do for you?"

Robert was acutely aware that his erection was sticking up through his shorts like a tentpole. Reaching behind her, Jenny stroked his cock through his shorts.

"Hmm. I thought so" Jenny shook her head in mock admonishment "Cocky little devil aren't you. What are we going to do about that?

She held a finger up to her chin as if pondering deeply. "We can't send you home like that can we? "

Bending backwards, she placed her hands on the grass each side of Roberts lower ribs. "Open your legs wide" She instructed. Tucking her head back, she brought her legs up and executed a graceful backward somersault from a sitting position and landed, kneeling, between his legs. Laughing delightedly at him, she reached down and slid his shorts down onto his thighs. Grasping his penis with one hand firmly at the base, she exerted pressure whilst lightly tickling the tip with two fingers of her other hand. The sensation was incredible; Robert thought that his scrotum would burst and thought of the expression "that his cock throbbed like a sockful of grass

hoppers". Jenny bent her head and took him in her mouth, sucking deeply and swirling her tongue around the length; her head bobbed up and down as she worked. Every so often she would pause in her rhythm and press the base of his cock and then begin again. Robert moaned and rolled his head from side to side in ecstasy; she was an expert fellatrix but eventually she could deny him no longer.

Robert erupted with a shout. Jenny swallowed greedily and drew the orgasm out as long as she could, her head still bobbing gently. She disengaged with a soft plop, sat back on her haunches and beamed a beatific smile at him.

"Well Roberty Bob. I guess it's no use asking you if the earth moved is it?" As she spoke she crawled up alongside him and re-mounted him, this time sitting on his stomach and leaning right forward on her elbows so that her face was close to his.

"Welcome back to the wonderful world of straddlemania, I guess that I'm the chief straddlemaniac. That was something else, wasn't it, and to think that an hour ago, we didn't even know each other"

She kissed him deeply, her tongue probing his mouth. Sitting up straight again, Jenny looked down at him seriously. "I suppose that concludes the evening's entertainment"

Dismounting, Jenny lay down on the grass beside him. They talked quietly about themselves for some time as the shadows lengthened and darkness started to fall.

Jenny talked frankly about her life in a small Welsh village. Her mother had been attractive, dominant woman and her father a rather meek schoolteacher; it was at her mother's insistence that Jenny had learned Judo and it was the experience of coming home unexpectedly and finding her mother sitting on her father's face on the lounge floor that had made her the way she was. "I don't know what caused it, but I went quite weak at the knees when I walked in on that little scene. It caused something to connect in my brain. Whether it was the look of grim triumph on my mother's face or the angles that her body made as she sat on him, I don't know.

All I know was that it caused a reaction in me and I couldn't wait until I had tried it for myself. It turned out later that my father was perfectly happy to be used in such a fashion and that it had been happening for years, way before I came along. It went back to when they were a courting couple and play wrestling like so many do.

I found that being reasonably small, I really needed to become proficient at Judo in order to indulge myself"

"What did your parents think of that"

"Mother gave me her blessing, because of her own urges. Father, well, I didn't say much to him, although he was proud when I got my black belt at the age of 14. The poor man is dead these 2 years now, I miss him so much. He was gentle and kind, which is what I like in a man. I'm not a violent person really, but cruelty in a man brings out the worst in me. The uncle that I mentioned before got his arm broken by me, he was a drunken pig who was very abusive towards my aunt. I enticed him somewhere where I got him to sing me quite a bit of soprano, before I put him in an arm bar and broke his arm at the elbow. It fixed the bastard though, I was fifteen at the time and the humiliation of being given a hiding by a girl, not even a woman, made him howl like a banshee. It's the straddling thing though that I am hung-up on; I could sit for hours given the chance. My reputation was well known in my district and most of the boys as well as some of the men gave me a wide berth.

You're my first victim here, you know"

Robert propped himself up and looked at her; barely trusting himself to speak he said "Can we do it again?"

"Yes, if you want" She spoke softly "But not here next time. We were lucky tonight, no-one came along; usually the place has lot's of people around or at least there has been on the few times I've been before. Do you know of anywhere more private?"

"Yes, I do. There's an old mill about a mile from here. One of the rooms has been converted to a gym by the owner who only comes here at holiday weekends. I have a key as he lets me use it for gymanstic weight training; we could go there. I would love to see you entice a victim there" Robert looked almost emabarrased as he spoke.

"Sounds perfect" Jenny smiled brightly "I will just have search around a bit won't I"

As the sounds of the wood at night closed around them, they left hand in hand. Jenny had found a soulmate and Robert had found his soul and his future.