Pole position Part 1
By Beta Man

I picked my partner Jen up from her fitness class. She had been going for
two months now but was unusually coy about what it entailed.

Before getting into the car she asked if I wouldn't mind if we gave her
friend Laurie a lift home, as it was on our way. Once in the car, I asked
how the class had been. Laurie responded openly and enthusiastically, and
it became clear that it was a pole dancing fitness class, and that she led
it. I found myself both disappointed and excited at the same time.
Disappointed, because I had been anticipating a new sporting challenge, and
excited because my girlfriend was learning to pole dance. A wiser man than
me would have kept these thoughts to himself, but I realise now, I'm really
not a wise man.

Laurie asked why I thought this would not present a new sporting challenge.
Foolishly I started explaining how previously we would incorporate into our
weekly routine each sport, and there were quite a few, that Jen had taken
up. I then needlessly boasted that with each one I had managed to triumph
over Jen with varying degrees of ease.

It was a thoughtless thing to say, as I realised I was needlessly trying to
impress Laurie. I tried to emphasise that to be fair, Jen had accepted
defeat with grace, which I knew could not have been easy as she is
instinctively a competitive person. I couldn't believe that I had made my
remarks worse.

I  had also chosen not to mention how I'm even more competitive, but I
manage to conceal this, mainly by winning. I had been raised with the
paradoxical view that sporting competition was healthy, but appearing to be
competitive wasn't. So once that whistle is blown I tend to have an easy
going manner disguising a quiet determination to win.

"We won't be competing at pole dancing" I jokingly remarked pulling up
outside Laurie's house. Laurie asked if we had wrestled. We had a couple of
years earlier.

"How about you come inside and I'll show you how pole dancing can enhance
your wrestling skills?", she asked.

I gave a little laugh at the invitation, and Jen said "big mistake Walt". I
was used to Jen's confidence before any activity, and it was watching that
misplaced confidence ebb slowly away as I took control that gave our
competitions an erotic frisson for me.

"Hey, let's get ready to rumble" I joked as we went inside.
Once inside Laurie gave us a leisurely tour of her house. She was a witty
and a charming host, putting us both at ease. We started to relax, but that
changed once we went into the basement.

There, a mirrored wall faced both a pole and some wrestling mats. I was so
intent looking at the equipment that I failed to notice Laurie changing
into her pole dancing outfit. When I turned to face her I was impressed by
her physique, she seemed to be toned in all the right places, enhanced
further by white skin tight pants and an electric pink halter top that
clinged to her every curve.

"How should we do this?" Laurie asked, "two man tag team against one?" she
suggested.

"Would I need to beat both of you, or would I only need one submission? I'm
confident I can get you both to submit, though maybe not at the same time",
I said.

It was Laurie's turn to smile, "sorry, I meant the two of you against me".

As I've said humbling misplaced confidence is quite the turn on for me,
though I was already a little worried that Laurie's outfit was already
doing that to me.

I turned to Jen, "I'm happy just to watch" she said smiling broadly.

I stripped down to a tee-shirt and trunks, and though I lacked Laurie's
toning, I knew I had quite a fit and imposing physique. I was clearly about
7 inches taller and 80 pounds heavier than Laurie. I threw a few jokey
bodybuilding poses, which in truth I hoped might give Laurie pause for
thought, but instead she gave out a bemused laugh.

"If you come to my class within a couple of months a lot of that weight
would be muscle", she offered and threw in a cheeky wink.

She then ran at the pole hurtling herself from distance and swinging round
with grace. Seconds later she was scissoring the top of the pole and
holding her body out at a ninety degree angle.

I didn' know how to respond or what to think, it was impressive, a little
intimidating and very sexy. I found myself both staring and aroused just
feet away from Jen. A sense of guilt stopped me looking at Jen, as I was
certain my expression would betray my thoughts. It turns out I needn't have
worried, Jen was equally transfixed by Laurie.

"So, this helps strengthen thighs, which I will be using extensively to
weaken you, scissor you, and grapevine you", Laurie announced, before
switching to a single arm hold of the pole, "while this obviously just
helps with upper body strength which I will be using to defend myself
against that magnificent physique of yours", she teased.

Over the next five minutes she performed  a stunning routine, while
simultaneously explaining how she could incorporate each feature to
overpower, and creatively emasculate me. By now I was thinking that Laurie
was either setting herself up for the humbling to end all humblings, or she
possibly possessed skills that shouldn't be underestimated.

However I plumped for the former and found myself becoming increasingly
excited by the prospect of taking her down, and making her submit to me in
front of Jen.

"You talk a good fight, but let's see if you can deliver on those big
words, I believe I can have you begging me to stop within ten minutes", I
called up to her.

"I will count the seconds", she smiled, happy to have got a rise out of me.
"So what is the prize?" she asked.

"I get to spank you over my knee", I blurted out.

Laurie smiled again and looked at Jen who was shaking her head slowly in
disbelief. I was embarrassed at how poorly I had concealed my lust. "Only
joking", I back peddled.

"No that works for me, but if I win, Jen gets to spank you over my knee",
she smiled at Jen, who in turn smiled at me.

"Beat the living crap out of him Laurie", said Jen.

I found myself in the unusual position of feeling that I had allowed myself
to be riled, belittled even and a touch emasculated before we had even
begun.

"Sounds more like an ex than a girlfriend", Laurie joked as we were about
to begin. That was it, she's going to be taught a lesson now, and when we
get home there might be a second spanking for Jen.

Again I realised how out of character this was for me, I had allowed myself
to be both goaded and distracted and now I had to focus and deliver.

"Time for words is over, now it's time for action", I heard myself saying.
Even to me it sounded humourless, but Laurie laughed.

"No", she said, staring directly at me, "I'm going to be providing
commentary throughout. I want to be sure that there is no misunderstanding
of what I intend doing to you, and how easily I'm then doing it to you, I
might also speculate upon how humiliating the whole process is for you".

She was smiling at me now, and for the first time I considered the
possibility that maybe I might lose. Laurie smiled having caught my
momentary indecision.

"Ten minutes until your begging reflex kicks in, so first I'm going to
swing around you and headscissor your neck while you are in a standing
position, I will use the force I create to bring you down to the mats where
I will continue to scissor your neck".

Even knowing what she was going to do, I found myself on the mat her thighs
still around my neck. I had barely registered the speed and athleticism
that Laurie had brought to bear in taking me down before I felt myself
flipped on to my back and mounted with a reverse headscissor. The speed was
dizzying and I only knew for sure what was happening because Laurie had
told me exactly what she was about to do.

I heard Jen cheer.

I realised that I needed to respond and quickly because at the moment she
was wiping the floor with me. But even though I had advanced warning of
what she was about to do, the vice like grip of her thighs, rendered me not
only helpless and panicked, but also aroused. At a time when I most needed
to focus on technique and strategy, I was instead distracted by the
intimate beating her sensational body was handing to me.

I was also distracted by the very real possibility that I might be visibly
aroused. I looked over to Jen and was mortified to see that not only was
she smiling, but she was also recording my beating on a phone.

I reluctantly tapped. I planned to quickly get to my feet and use my upper
body strength to take the initiative, but this thought was interupted when
Laurie said "figure four hold" and I found her thighs wrapped round and
squeezing my neck from behind. I tapped once more, only to hear that she
was going to trap and squeeze my neck between her calves, and I instantly
found myself being rolled one way and then back as her calves took complete
control of my body and flipped me like a ragdoll.

Suddenly released, I froze, and found her vaulting over me and landing on
my chest, just as she had described. When she said that she was going to
bend me like a pretzel I wasn't sure what she meant but a second later I
did, as I felt my limbs spread and weakened by Laurie's simultaneous holds
that squeezed, stretched and distorted me.

We were a couple of minutes in and I had not yet made one attacking move, I
had been restricted to playing defence and it had been completely
ineffectual, as I tapped within seconds of each new hold.

"It's not fair", I complained, "you're not giving me a chance to recover
before you place me in the next hold.

Jen and Laurie laughed.

"Might I recommend that when you get me to tap, you use your upper body
strength and your chiselled physique to keep me down?", said Laurie keeping
a straight face.

It was hard to keep up with what would happen next, Laurie called out
various terms "schoolgirl pin....grapevine... triangle choke...half
Nelson..." and a second or two later I would find myself helplessly
trapped, and knowing I would soon tap and be released for a second's
respite before the next.

I felt completely humiliated, Laurie could do whatever she wanted to me and
there seemed nothing I could do to stop her. The speed, agility and
strength she applied was relentless, I don't think I've ever been so
totally dominated in any sporting endeavour.

Before I knew what was happening  next, Laurie was picking me up and
carrying me over her shoulder before launching me into an airplane spin,
and dropping me to the mats. I lay at her feet, defeated and broken. I was
helpless, simply her plaything. She had me any which way she chose.

She placed her foot on my chest and assumed the victory pose.Throughout it
all I felt I couldn't keep up with Laurie physically or mentally, her
commentary had mocked and taunted me as it spoke as much of my
ineffectiveness, as of her dominance. I felt that this could not have been
more humiliating. But l was wrong.

"A five minute destruction?" said Laurie, "we've still got five minutes
left, and I believe he was going to make both of us submit, you're on Jen".

Jen gave Laurie the phone and approached me purposefully, she had stripped
to her shorts and intriguingly, was topless. The sight simultaneously
aroused and scared me, though that had been my constant state for the last
five minutes.

"Still ready to rumble?", Jen asked scooping me off the mat before dropping
me on her knee. I rolled on to the floor only to find Jen's thighs wrapping
round my head.

Jen then proceeded to show me no mercy as she avenged herself for all those
competitions I had won in the last two years. Where Laurie had been
ruthlessly clinical, Jen was quietly cruel, targeting where I was hurting
the most, and not letting up so quickly when I tapped.

Her reverse headscissor was devastating and I nearly passed out, but then I
found myself helplessly once again subjected to a schoolgirl pin. Jen held
me down with ease using just one hand, the other reached behind her and
grabbed my still erect penis.

"I'm glad it's not just Laurie who turns you on", she said laughing. "I
don't blame you, in truth I too was excited by her total dominance over
you. To watch my friend dominate, toy and humiliate you, might just be the
sexiest thing I've ever witnessed".

Only then did I notice that Laurie had approached, and was kneeling above
my head, which she then placed between her thighs. As Laurie began to
squeeze me Jen began passionately kissing Laurie. I found myself beneath
them, emasculated, yet still aroused. I felt betrayed by Jen, yet part of
me, and I think you know which part that was,  totally understood. I guess
I felt jealous.  As Laurie squeezed I found myself passing out, the last
thing I saw was Laurie softly kissing Jen's naked breasts.

"Nine minutes, fifty eight, fifty nine, ten minutes." said Laurie.
as I opened my eyes and saw both women smiling at their little joke. I
don't know how long I had been out but Laurie was now also topless and they
both looked liķe they'd enjoyed themselves thoroughly. I was curious but I
knew nothing was to be gained from knowing. They stood up and Laurie filmed
Jen's victory pose over me.

I started to stand up to leave. I was aching all over and just wanted to
get out and home. I began to thank Laurie and wish her goodnight, but Jen
placed her finger on my lips and shushed me.

"Are you forgetting something?" asked Jen. They both looked at me and
smiled. Jen went and got a chair. I simply stood still and hoped passive
resistance might save me, but the women had other ideas.

"So how long should it last?", asked Laurie.

"Ten minutes seems fair", said Jen.

"What?" I groaned.

"And an extra minute for each time he delays or argues", Jen laughed.

Laurie sat herself down on the chair. She looked stunning, victory agreed
with her, and I found myself once more both smitten with and scared of this
formidable and accomplished woman.

Laurie looked at me and smiled, "And an extra minute for each time he
comes. Now take those shorts off and get over my knee".

Removing the shorts revealed that I was not completely emasculated, but as
I lay over her lap, Laurie once more used her thighs to secure me in place.
I felt both vulnerable and aroused.

My confusion was increased further as Jan spanked me, at times viciously at
others tenderly. Helpless, I surrendered, to these magnificent women and my
bursting desires.
.
I neither argued nor delayed, but it lasted thirteen minutes, and I
discovered that under the right circumstances I'm not as competitive as I
thought.