Lend a hand
by Lovestospar



Me and my black-belt-ex had always shared our passions for TKD. She'd take the
classes and feel empowered and i'd support her all the while having my fetish
needs accommodated. So when she asked my to help her with a women's defense
seminar after we split, i was more than happy to oblige(i'd do anything to see
her bare feet in action again).

The day came and i showed up promptly at the time we'd discussed. There
weren't too many women there, probably 12 or so, mainly female coworkers from
her job. They all seemed very attentive and eager to learn. They were dressed
in street clothes, shoes off of course. I was in my usual; cargo pants and a
hoodie. I kicked off my shoes, bowed, and stepped onto the mat. My ex came out
of the back room. As you may already know, she's 5'9, 135lbs. She was wearing
her white dobok top with black trim around the neckline and black dobok pants.
The black pants really made her pale white feet with black nail polish, POP.
As usual her bare feet had my full attention.

"HI!" she said with excitement "Totally glad you could make it!" she said with
a warm smile. Then she walked me over in front of her seated class and
introduced me; "Ladies, this is D***, he's my ex you've all heard so much
about. Hahahaha. He was nice enough to sacrifice his evening and come down and
be my 'attacker' today" she said with a humorous tone. The ladies laughed.
"We're just gonna go over a few basic self-defense techniques tonight that i
feel every woman should be knowledgeable of. It shouldn't take too long, but
that all depends on how long our human dummy here can last". They all giggled
again. It was the second time she had passively mentioned kicking my ass. "Ok,
enough gabbing, lets begin, shall we" she said as she motioned with her arm
towards the center of the mats.

"First we'll start with a simple wrist grab" she started "Mr. Attacker, if
you'd be so kind as to grab my wrist with either hand". We had practiced the
same techniques at home during her road to black belt so i was very familiar.
I grabbed her right wrist with my right hand. I squeezed hard. She stepped
back one step with her left foot, and raised her right wrist inward, up to and
over, her left shoulder making me lose my grip. Her move also forced me
completely off balance. With her hand now free, and my momentum carrying me
towards her, she popped a lightning fast knife-hand chop towards the middle of
my face accompanied by a loud "KIAAAAAA!!!" *BOOM!!!* Her side-hand slammed
into my nose and i fell to my knees in front of her. "Now, ladies, as you can
see, I have control of the situation and have the upper hand. I like to keep
it that way. From here, i can drive my knee into his face, or run. Or any
combination of the two. Personally, I like to finish my fights". With that,
she grabbed a hold of my head with both hands, and brought her knee up into my
face with about 75% force. "KIAAAAA!" My nose crunched and I let out an
audible squeal as the black fabric of her pants crashed into my face. I could
here the crowd giggle. My head snapped back and i fell face-up, prone on the
mats in front of her. She lifted her right foot, pulled her toes back, let out
a third "KIAAAAAA!" and kicked down into my crotch with about 50% power. Her
heel pressed my both testicles up into my stomach as the ball of her foot
pressed down into my shaft. "Ohhhhhh!" The crowd sympathized as my head
instinctively lifted; a grimace on my face. She recoiled her leg, pointed her
toes down and kicked me in the face with the ball of her foot. My head slammed
back onto the floor. The crowd let out a simultaneous second "OOOHHHH" as she
re-took her fighting stance. I clutched my swollen balls as i rolled in pain.
I could feel the ache in my stomach. The ladies all applauded. "Now of course,
in a real-life situation, all that stomp would have been done at full force,
and full speed and my attacker would be lucky if he ever had children again."
Her captive audience giggled. "Ok Mr. Dramatic, get up". My eyes were watery
but nothing was broken. I stood up. I could feel my nose swelling as my eyes
became puffy. Even one more pound of pressure and it would have broken.

"Ok. That was defending against a one-handed wrist-grab. Now I'll show you
what to do if you're ever grabbed with two hands around your collar. D***,
please take your position" she told me. Again i stood in front of her. "Grab
my collar" she ordered. i did. "Ok ladies, watch carefully, this one moves
fast" she instructed. In an instant both of her hands rose, the grabbed onto
the outside of my wrists, near my thumbs. She bent both wrists back and turned
them inward. "AHHHHHHH" i shouted as she manipulated my joints to drop me to
my knees before her once more. I thought my wrists were broken. "KIAAAAA"
another knee came up under my jaw, slamming my bottom row of teeth into my
upper and bending my head back. My vision went blurry. She released my arms
and hopped back "KIAAAAA" she pulled back the toes of her right foot and fire
a front snap kick hard into my mouth. There for only a microsecond, the ball
of her black-belt-foot smashed my lips into my teeth. I immediately fell face
down at her feet on the mats. I felt my lips swelling. "Again, ladies,
remember, YOU finish the fight" she said as she raised her right foot,
KIAAAAAA'd and stomped down into the base of my head with her powerful bare
heel. My face was crushed down into the mats then my body spasm'd. I was out
cold. I laid there motionless for about 45 seconds. When i came to, she still
had her foot on the back of my head pinning me to the mat in a move of pure
dominance. A few of the ladies were still chatting and going on about how easy
she made that look and how amazing that was. "Now ladies, again, in a 'for
real' self defense situation, he would not be getting back up. That stomp I
just delivered would have broken his neck" they were astonished "lucky for our
dummy here, I know exactly what I'm doing." she took her foot off my head. She
knelt down beside my head with her toes a few inches from my face "You ok to
go one more time?" she asked. "No not really" i replied. "Well too bad, I
still have one more situation to show them, then you can go on your way" was
her response as she grabbed my arm and stood me up.

"K. Now grabs are one thing, but what if someone comes at you with a weapon?"
she asked as she handed me a rubber training knife "Then what? Well, that's
what I'm about to show you. D***, if you'd be so kind to attack me" she said
as she took a ready stance. I came at her with the knife. I lifted it over my
head and stabbed downward. She threw her arms up in an 'X' halting my arms'
momentum. She pulled back her toes and front kicked me in the stomach full
force "KIAAAAA!". The ball of her foot sank in deep. I hunched over. I felt
like vomiting. While i was disabled by her kick, she grabbed hold of my hands
and twisted, taking control of the knife in her left hand. Then she pulled
back her right hand, made a tiger claw, and crushed the palm of her hand into
my nose. "KIAAAAA!" *POP* This time my nose was definitely broken. I yelped
and grabbed for my face. I started crying. A steady stream of blood ran down
from my nostrils; tears from my eyes. She moved in to finish me. She grabbed
my right arm, turned her back to me, sank her butt into my stomach, and threw
me over onto the mats in front of her. When i landed, she dug her knee into my
back and grabbed a handful of my hair in her left hand. She faced me to the
crowd. The room was dead silent except for my sobbing and sniffling. My
beaten, teary and bloodshot eyes looked out over the group of women, begging
them to have pity on me. Then, without hesitation, she ran the soft rubber
blade of the knife across my throat, mimicking a death blow as she let out her
loudest "KIAAAAAA!" of the evening. I'd never felt so emasculated in my life.
There i was, in tears and bleeding from my broken face, and she was in this
victorious warrior pose behind me. Her naked toes gripped the mats while she
held a fistful of my hair. The room remained silent except for my pathetic
whimpering. After a few seconds, she stood tall and threw my head and body
backwards onto the mats between her legs. She towered over me with her legs on
either side of my head and her black belt hanging inches above my face. Then
she lifted her right foot and stepped down onto my upturned face. The ball of
her foot was on my mouth, and her heel on the middle of my forehead, right
between my eyes. "Now, THAT ladies, is how you defeat and attacker" she said
in her victory pose. "Any questions?" she asked with a wink. The room erupted
into applause.