The Lesson
by mixedwrestler1976@yahoo.com


It had been a day since I had lost to The Constrictor aka Jill O'brian. Now I
reflected on both of my loses and tried to analyze them but my head was
crowded with thoughts of embarrasment, lust and excitement. These ladies
dominated me from start to finish and I could not figure out how. I was strong
and in good shape, plus I had always been a good scrapper when it came down to
it. Finally I broke down and called Sara the lady that invited me to the
league. She answered her phone on my first call since it was Saturday. I was
immediately nervous because I thought she saw me as weak but as the
conversation went on I found out quite the opposite. Sara actually thought I
was strong just inexperienced and that I had not come into my own yet. I was
flooded with a strange relief and felt now was the time to ask for help. Sara
went through a series of questions with me to see if I knew what the different
wrestling holds were. To my own surprise I knew what about 90% of them were.
At this point Sara told me to come to her house and to bring some shorts
suited for wrestling.

I was so excited I would be practising with Sara and even though she was in
her late 30's early 40's and I was 25. She was still super attractive to me
and in excellent physical condition. I grabbed a light blue wrestling singlet
that I kept around and drove the three miles to her house. Sara met me at the
door and invited me in. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and wore a red
t-shirt, which disappointed me. Sara offered me a bottle of water and told me
to go down into her basement and get dressed. To my surprise I saw that her
basement contained a full sized wrestling ring. I took off my clothes and put
on the light blue wrestling singlet with no shoes or socks and I waited. Not
but five minutes later Sara came down wearing a white silk robe that came down
to her knees and pink wrestling boots with white knee pads. She looked me up
and down with a look of desire. A desire to defeat and a sexual desire all
mixed together. In a second the look was gone and Sara the teacher was back.
She smiled and said nice wrestling outfit,which made me feel a little
sheepish. Then she commented on me wrestling bare foot and how that opens me
up to even more attacks. I was somewhat taken aback and I said I thought this
was going to be a training session not a wrestling match. Sara said yes it is
a training session but she must know exactly how I wrestle so that she can
help me out in the specific ways I need help.

Two minutes later we were climbing through the ropes and getting to our
corners. Sara took her robe off revealing a pink two piece wrestling outfit
with white elbow pads. Her blue eyes, blonde hair, gorgeously tanned skin
along with her atheletic body was irresistible. She said to me that my first
problem is I lose focus too early and start thinking about sex before I have
even won. I was mad and retorted how would you know? She simply pointed to my
bulging package and said all my opponents will notice that and try to take
advantage. "You need to try a win first then think about your sexual
desires,"she stated. "Lets begin now" Sara said as she advanced on me. I moved
out of my corner to show her that I was more than in control. It looked like
we would lock up and match our strengths against each other but at the last
second she stepped to my left side grabbing my hand by my pointer and pinky
fingers and then she twisted them. A sharp pain shot through my arm causing me
to stand up straight and arch my back. She tucked my left arm in between her
body and her right arm and cranked up on it creating a painful elbow lock. She
then with her left hand puched me in the face and released her hold. As I
staggered back she yelled "you are too slow" "you must be able to anticipate
and create opennings or your own if you want to win." Before I could recover
from the punch to the face Sara grabbed my left leg twisting and pulling till
I lost balance. She dropped in between my leg while maintaining control of
left leg. Before I knew it I was in a painful leg spread that I could not get
out of. I looked at her laying inbetween my legs pushing out on the left leg
with her arms and holding my right leg stationary by wrapping her legs around
it. "Quit focusing on your pain and focus on your next move!" Sara said. I
tried to get out of the hold but only managed to tire myself out. Sara
released the hold and plopped her self down on my lap and scissored my left
leg with both of her legs. She then grabbed my foot and and started twisting
the ankle while she pulled my toes apart from each other very painfully.
"Holds are designed to break an opponent down and wear them out physically and
mentally" Sara stated as she continued wrecking my leg. After a couple of
minutes she switched and gave my right leg the same treatment for a few more
minutes. When she was done I was exhausted and my legs burned and felt like
lead. I tried to rest for a second but Sara decided that she would help me to
my feet my grabbing my balls and gently lifting me up. Her hold was not
crippling but was just hard enough to make me comply. She dragged me over to a
corner and while maintaing control of my testicles she made me climb to the
top rope and once I was there she released the ball grab and pulled me
backwards by my shoulders. I sudenly found myself in the dreaded tree-of-woe.
She kicked me in the abdomen about five times before she started to play with
my groin and I do mean play. Against all odds I found myself becoming aroused
by her recent activity. Plus she was a sight to behold muscular but extremely
feminen in a smoking hot outfit. She had to have known what reaction a pink
two piece outfit would get her. After one more kick to my abdomen she released
me and allowed me to fall into a pile on the mat. I was so disoriented that I
did not see her climbing to the top turnbuckle until she had jumped and hit me
cross body splash.

My next conscience moments were her gently slapping my cheeks to wake me up.
As I started to come around she grabbed my legs and dragged me to the edge of
the ring. She crawled out of the ring and then pulled me out too. It was then
that I noticed a big x shaped wood beams with restaints placed to hold a
person down. She push me against the x and started strapping me in. I started
to resist her attempts until she smashed me under the jaw with an upper cut.
In a instant she was done and I was trapped with the very image of what a
female wrestler look like standing in front of me. I felt fear because I was
wide open to any attack she may launch against me. Instead of attacking she
started to caress my body and even kissed me a few times. For a moment I
forgot about my pain due to the pleasure she gave me with her touch and my
sheer lust for her. Sara stepped away to retrieve a small pair of scissors and
while she did that she asked me if I knew why the ladies I wrestled would try
and make me orgasm? I said, " I do not know why." She told me it was all about
domination physically, sexually and even some mental control. I was getting
more and more aroused as she explained this to me. She took the scissors and
cut away the crotch of my wrestling singlet allowing my swollen penis to come
out. Sara shook her head and said,"See I have you under my control." She got
on her knees and gently kissed my penis and looked up at me. "In some cultures
the victorious warrior eats the loser to absorb their strength." "I won't eat
you in a traditional sense but I will swallow your strength." With that she
slowly started to give me a blow job and I was in heaven my thoughts swam
away. This mature, beautiful, intelligent and powerful woman was giving me a
teriffic blow job and that is all I could think of at the time. After about
ten minutes Sara had drained me dry I came hard and a lot right down her
throat. She then licked my groin clean and smiled up at me with a look that
said see how easy that was. Sara undid my restraints and told me my training
starts tomorrow.

For the next two weeks she put me through the paces and really helped to put
me in a different mind set. At the end of the two weeks Sara told me that The
following evening I would have a match against another rookie named Myumi.

The End

Stay tuned for the next match.