The Italian Tag Team
by groats
2 blonde Italian girls find a couple of male slaves

 

 

While on holiday in Italy my friend Robert and I had what can only be
described as an eye-opening experience. On a rain we had thought we had
had some success in chatting up our fellow passengers a couple of
stunningly attractive Italian girls, the taller of the two was called
Eleanora and was some 5 foot 6 tall with a truly wonderful body and
although she spoke no English she more than made up for that with some
voluptious breasts, long blonde hair and sensual tanned long legs, the
other's name was Isabella and she was maybe three inches shorter but
equally arrestingly beautiful in a more Scandenavian way, long blonde
hair blue eyes and also possessed of the most wondrous legs and breasts.
She had a smattering of English and although conversation was limited the
sight of these two beauties meant that Robert and I really enjoyed the
journey, and indeed it seemed that we had scored when at journey's
end Isabella suggested we came back to their home. They lived in a huge
house wih all the mod cons and Robert and I droo;ed in anticipation of
what was to follow with the two most beautiful girls we had ever seen,
but somewhere in the strained conversation on the train a wire must have
been crossed because we were shown not into the bedrooms of which we were
dreaming but a private gymnasium in the middle of which was a wrestling
ring.Isabella said we will have a drink and then we will fight, yes? Over
the drink we discovered that while we thought the invitation was for fun
they had ment a tag match, so after the drink there we were climbing into
the ring ready for a tussle with these bombshells, although not what we
had anticipated we were still going to have fun with a capital F, we were
both taller and heavier and all the physical advantages lay with us we
would subjugate humiliate and then do as we wished with these misguided
girls and their beautiful long legs.  the fight would end with the total
capitulation of one pair to the other, which was fine by us.

 

Round 1

 Isabella and Robert faced up to each other Robert was straight into the
attack and attempted to throw Isabella to the floor but the divine
creature evaded his efforts and even managed to throw the man to the
ground. Robert rose sheepishly but before long Isabella had once again
succeeded in throwing him across the ring, Roberrt somewhat shamefacedly
tagged me and I entered the combat zone, buit to my horror I had no more
luck and was flung across the ring as well and landed at Eleanora's feet
who tagged Isabella, the second girl proved no less able in dealing with
me than the first and got me into a full nelson i struggled with all my
might but could not break ree from the blonde's surprisingly powerful
hold, eventually in desperation I kicked Eleanora on the shins, swearing
she let go. i tried to land an upper cut but missed as the girl was very
fleet of foot, she overbalanced me and descended on me as I lay on the
ground. i was in a serious position as Eleanora both pinned and scissored
me, those much admired thighs proving remarkably constricting for my
breathing, but I would not submit and although Eleanora was able to
overcome my struggles with awesome ease ai was saved by the bell.

 

Round 2

the first round had been a disaster tor the men and the second was no
better. Robert went out to face Eleanora as I was licking my woulnds and
trying to breathe life back into my beaten body. The tough Eleanora gave
Robert no more chamce than I had and in a trice he was in the self-same
humiliating position,with scarcely any effort Eleanora kept Robert down
for the full 5 minutes of the round, the man's attempts to break free
becoming feebler and feebler  and Eleanora was able to ride down his
efforts with complete ease.

 

Round 3

Eleanor had paraded around the ring during the break, flexing her muscles
and laughing at the two men who were sitting huddled in their corner
resting their aching bodies. Hope spring eternal and Isabella came out to
face me in this round and not the magnificent Eleanora. as Isabella was
the smaller of the two girls I hoped for more success but was almost
immediately disabused of this notion as Isabella took me to the ground in
a headlock and then head scissored me and fpor the rest of the round I
was held captive and humiliated bu this nubile young girl's lithe thighs
and more embarrassingly I felt that those sensuous thighs could have had
me unconsciuos had she so wished but that she was toying with me and
allowing my strength to evapourate as she overcame my resistance with
ease and I was helpless, Eleanora had had me at her mercy and subservient
for a round and now Isabella was doing likewise.

 

Round 4

Robert had to take his turn with isabella much to his discomfort we had
both gone from our early masculine arrogance of wanting this match to
dread of these two female dominatrix, the course of the fight was too
established and as I sat licking my wounds desperately wondering how we
could escape from our plight Roberts body was being crushed by a scissors
of frightening intensity by the blonde isabella, when the 5 minutes ended
Robert's face was red with exhaustion and ters were rolling down his
cheeks. isabella's thighs had totally subjugated both of us in turn. What
could we do?

 

Round 5

I waited for Eleanora in my corner and as a trial of strength ensued I
was mortiied to find that her arms were forcing me to my knees, Robert
attempted to come to my rescue and punche Elenora. What a mistake the
flood gates opened and Eleanora under the approving gaze of Isabella
proceeded to beat up both Robert and I single-handedly, when the bell
ranf Eleanora ignored and with her two male opponents spread-eagled on
the floor at her feet and barely conscious she dragged me over to
Isabella whose beautiful thighs which I had once lusted after but now
feared snaked roun my neck and kept me her prisoner. I wqas powerless to
intervene though what help could I have been as Eleanora tied Robert into
the ropes before coming to colect me and doing similar to me , and then
the dominant Italian girls drop-kicked their male enemies into
unconsciousness. On comiong to I found that I was immobolised between
Eleanora'smagnificent thighs and that Robert was likewise captive between
Isabella's sensuous thighs. In this symbolic position of female dominance
we were staring straight into the female crotch that we had so lusted
after and were compelled by the persuasion of those strong long female
legs to surrender unconditionally to the two girls. Isabella and Eleanora
shook each other's hands and raised a glass of Prosecco to their lips to
toast their new acquisition of two slaves.

 

The rest of our holiday was not the pleasure of seeing Italy and enjoying
the scenery, food and wine as we had planned but was spent in that house
serving these two extraordinary woman in any way that they demanded. we
slept in chains and had no free time as we were ruled by Isabella and
Eleanora and any hesitation on our part was swiftly punished by being
returned to the seat of power between their thighs. Italian girls may
look sexy but beware a couple of nubile blondes.