Victrix Ludorum
by groats
The age old certainties of male supremacy are shown to be no more than a male fantasy

Recently I was involved in an amazing battle of the sexes in which my
belief in male superiority took a battering no less massive than that
which I received. It was a 3 day event involving 11 different
competitions and the protagonists were myself a 6 year old man of
average build and height and Tanya, 18 a green-eyed erfectly formed
blonde tressed woman several inches shorter and much lighter than myself.
on the first day we would compete ina best of 5 set tennis match, a
general knowledge quiz, a 100 metre sprint, and a game of snooker, the
second day would see us run a mile, a ten mijnmute football game, a high
jumping competition and show jumping, the last day would comprise a
marathon, a swimmin race of 800 metres and finally a wrestling match,
each event would gain 3 points to the winner, 0 to the vanquished and in
the event of a draw 1 point each. I t would certainly decide the relative
merits of the two of us and the winner could safely say that they were
the superior being.
 

Day 1 began at 10 o'clock on the tennis court and by 11 it was all over
and unmitigated disaster for the man, Tanya's gsme was too strong, her
speed around the court demonstrating the lack of that quality in my play
ands the speed, strenght and poer of her serve and ground strokes left me
unable to gain a fothoold in the match, she ran me ragged and at the end
of the contest or should I say Tanya's exhibition match I collapsed
wxhausted while Tanya barely haveing broken sweat sat preening herself.
In an awesome display she had served 24 aces and I won no points on her
serve whatsoever, indeed on my own serve I gained a mere 2 points and
both of those came from lucky net cords! tanya won 6-0, 6-0, 6-0 and she
never relenbted from\the pasting obviuosly wanting and obviously gaining
a psychological advantage over me due to the ease and extent of the
beating. Still it was only 1 competition and the overall scvore was only
3-0 to Tanya.

At 1 o'clock we began the general knowledge quiz  and Tanya's speed on
the buzzer and intelligence were both formidable and at the end she had
won the second contest this one by 98-2. the girl who would walk away
with a Miss Universe contest defied the adage of dumb blondes, indeed she
was no dizzy blonde but I was a dizzy man by the end as the girl with the
shapely body and endless legs had proved to be more athletic and more
intelligent.

2.30 and it was the athletics track for the 100 metre sprint, 19 seconds
later I  crossed the line, but this was no male victory as Tanya had
breasted the tape a full 8 seconds earlier whern I had barely covered the
halfway point, she won easing up and laughed at me as I struggled to the
end, and I felt immense discomfort at the feeling that Tanya had not only
won all 3 event but had romped home in them showing herself to be in a
differnewt class to me.

So to the snooker table and my last hope on day 1 to bring an end to this
one way traffic of female triumph, we bwgan at 4 and within 30 minutes
Tanya had won the necessary 3 frames andIi had not scored a point unless
you allow me my penalty points that Tanya's tactical play and skill had
wrung from me. She won 129-0, 133-0 and 158-0 and of greter concern was
the overall match score which showed that the woman's champion had 1
points and the poor outclassed representative of the supposedly stronger
sex had still not got a single point. I slunk off to bed tring to
envisage where I could change the course of the contest, only 21 points
remqined to be won qnd if Tanya won only 2 more contests she would be the
champion, i could hear Tanya celebrating her victories imn styke and I
hoped that she might over celebrate, I slept fitfully with scary dreams
of the glamourous Tanya dominating my world.

 

Day 2 and sadly Tanya was looking fresh and as beautiful as ever, with a
contented confidant smile on her face as she greeted me at the start of
the mile race. Tanya went straight into the lead and pulled inexorabley
away from me and eventually lapped me, humiliation heaped on humiliation,
indeed she even ran an extra lap and still came in before me and greeted
me as I staggered over the line with a what kept you look, I collapsed at
the feet of the leopard skin attired girl who laughed and stood astride
me with her hands on her hips as she looked down at the male whose face
wore a look of utter bemusement.

12.30 and it was football, 1 o'clock and it was 23-0 to Tanya, the match
was a procession of Tanya's goals, she was as usual faster, stronger and
more skilful than I and with the game coming to the end and Tanya about
to gain thr 3 points to give herself an unassailable lead in our contest
I symbolically threw in the towel, i had been beaen hollow in everything
thus far and Tanya had won in the minimum time possible and probably with
even more ease than she had believed possible. there was only a
smattering of male opride left to fight for and such had been Tanya's
ruthlessness and dominance that it was unlikely that any of that could be
salvaged.

Indeed Tanya showed no mercy to her humiliated male opponent and cleared
a full 2 feet more in the high jump than I could, annihilation was almost
complete, this stunning beauty was quite incredible and irresistable, she
was sweeping me aside with extravagant ease in everything we attempted.

If it is 4.30 on day  it must be showjumping, we were both to use the
same horse I went first and I cleared the first fence but sadly only I
cleared the fence as the horse did not jump and at the third refusal I
was out, my consolation was that this brute of a stubborn horse would
also refuse to co-operate with Tanya as well, but the girl's ferocious
control must have infiltrated the horse world as well and the horse
obeyed her every whim and she completed an immaculate clear round. Tanya
smirked and said that ridinf horsers is very easy as long as you show
them who is in command and I might give you a lesson one day, she went
off laughing heartily to celebrate her 24-0 lead in the contest, whikle I
again retired early to my bed and again dreamt of being dominated by the
magnificent Tanya.

 

Day 3 and a 9 o'clock start for the marathon, Tanya cool and relaxed,
myself hot and bothered, Tanya went off like the wind and within  miles I
had lost sight of her glorious long legs, pert buttocks and long flowing
hair and was not to see them agaion untill I reached the end, reached
being a kind word for I crawled over the line some 3 hours after Tanya,
who by now had showered and was siting relaxing with her feet up and
supping on a cold gin and tonic. Tanyaq said that she would postpone the
swimming event or an hour to give me a chance to recover and then she
walked away swinging her hips assured in ther knowledge that no man could
take his eyes off her fabulous body.

To the pool and the same old story continued, Tanya completing 8 lengths
as I turned to start my 5th, she was twice as fast as me and gained power
from the kick of her legs and her surprisingly strong, broad shoulders.
She applauded me ironically as I hauled myself out of thr pool and lay at
her feet.

So 6 o'clock on day 3 the final event : wrestling my final chance to
prove myself better than the Amazonian Tanya, surely male strength could
prevail in a best of 5 submission fight. The fight took asn immediate
turn to the advantage for one of the fighters and inevitably it was the
nubile Tanya in control there was to be no final victory for the male
sex, almost immediately she had me pinned to the ground and forcing my
arms above my head she held the both pinned using only her left hand, she
crowingly announcved look with one hand I can pin you, with my left hand
at that I could make no impression and as she ground her crotch into my
face I capitulated and conceded the first submission in under 10 minutes
of one-sided fighting. The second submission took a mere 3 minutes as I
surrendered to a reverse schoolgirl pin as Tanya's pert bottom left me
unable to breath and my choice was suffocation or tap out, AI took the
latter choice.

The third submission was almost instantaneous as my head was trapped by
her truly incredible thighs and the power tasht had allowed her to run
and swim faster became apparent as my conscious was in grave danger of
being lost. I submitted and Tanya raside her arms aloft as I fell to the
floor at my triumphant opponent's feet.

That night Tanya forced me to join her celebrations for her 33-0 victory
and proceeded to rub in her supremacy by beating me at arm wrestling as
well, in fact as a last resort I challenged her left arm with both mine
but the outcome was the same, and swiftly both my arms were piledriven to
the table top. Tanya then turned me into her horse and with the use of
only her thigh muscles guided me wherever she wanted round the room,
"this is how you contol a horse" she said "it is dione by thigh power".
She certainly had that and every other sort of power as well, indeed that
night she drank me under the table and carried on long after I had passed
out with her celbrations. What a truly magnificent human being she was
the true Victix Ludorum.