The Fitness Instructor, Part 2
By Madcat
A man makes a bet with the wrong woman.


Adam sat at his desk and tried desperately to catch up with his work. He had
been avoiding work lately or, more specifically, avoiding Missy. He just
couldn’t face her. Not after what she had done to him. And he had the distinct
impression she would not hesitate to do it again. It looked like another late
night.

A knock on the office door startled him. He momentarily panicked. The gym was
closed. What if it was Missy looking to teach him another lesson?

"Who is it?" he asked with a quiver in his voice.

"Its me."

He recognized the voice of his lover, Chelsea. Well maybe ex-lover, now. They
had not been together in weeks.

Nevertheless, Adam rushed to open the door. A part of him really needed her
now. They kissed passionately as soon as he got the door open. The kiss began
to take on a life of its own as they locked in a loving embrace. He picked her
up and with enormous effort carried her over to his cushion chair. She was
heavier than she looked.

They continued the lip lock for at least a minute in the chair. The thought of
placing her on his desk and doing it in his office entered his brain. But she
had other ideas.

Chelsea broke the lip lock and said, "We have to talk."

"Sure, what’s up?" He said trying not to sound disappointed. Adam was never
much of a talker. He stared intently at Chelsea soaking up her youth and
beauty. Fifteen years his junior, Chelsea had long blonde hair, blue eyes and
a body to die for. She was easily the prettiest girl at the gym and that said
a lot. Adam liked lots of eye candy at work.

"I heard what Missy did to you last week." She said.

Adam closed his eyes. His worst nightmare had come true. His big secret was
out.

".. and I want to kick her ass for you." She continued. "Maybe, if I can
humiliate her like she did to you, then I could get her to recant her putrid
story. What do you think?"

He could not believe his ears. His young paramour wanted to defend his honor
against another girl. But he had to ask the question first:

"How do you know Missy is telling the truth?" he asked.

"I know Missy and I know you. Its not hard for me to believe Missy could
overpower you. Heck, she could probably take most of the guys here. And I’m
not upset over that. Men need to get put in their place once and awhile. But
the things she made you do afterward, that’s not right. Its an insult to you
and me."

Adam just got more confused. "If you think Missy’s that tough, how do you
think you can take her?"

"Don’t worry about me big fella. I’m more than just a pretty face. So are you
in?"

"You’re nuts. You don’t stand a chance against Missy and I don’t want to draw
you into this affair. Lets just drop it."

"I’m not going to drop it. The best way to handle this is as a team. Why don’t
we go down to the studio for a while and wrestle. You can tell me then if I’m
ready for Missy or not. Plus, if you play your cards right you could get
lucky."

Adam thought this would be a good way to end this bad idea. He could convince
Chelsea that she had no business messing with Missy and he could get lucky at
the same time. He didn’t think for a minute that his cute little girlfriend
posed any threat. She was 5 inches shorter and 40 lbs lighter than him. Her
body showed no sign of that female muscle that had so thoroughly trashed him
last week.

"OK, lets go." He said anxiously.

They got down to the studio and spread out the mats. Much to his surprise
Chelsea removed her blue top and lycra pants. Leaving her in just a red bra
and panties.

"Can’t wrestle in those." She said as she threw her clothes in the corner.

Adam about tripped over his tongue. He never ceased to be amazed at this hot
little vixen. Her little thong panties showcased her wide hips and tight
bottom while covering just enough to spur the imagination. Her push up bra
created a grand canyon down the center of her chest while holding her bust
line high and mighty. She wasn’t just the best looking girl at the gym, she
was the best looker he had ever seen.

"You sure you want to do this?" He asked. Adam wanted to skip ahead to the get
lucky part.

"Bring it on." She replied as she beckoned him forward. "Time for your next
lesson in female superiority."

Her confidence unnerved Adam a little. He strode forward uncertain about a
course of action. Adam had no idea how to wrestle such an alarmingly beautiful
woman. When he got within striking distance, he grabbed his girlfriend’s
shoulders tentatively and tried to push her down. Much to his surprise she
didn’t budge.

"You’re going to have to do better than that." She joked.

Quick as a cat, Chelsea twisted to the side and knocked his hands away. Almost
as quick, Adam found himself flying thru the air. She had hip tossed him. He
landed real hard on his back driving the air from his lungs. When he looked up
to get his bearings, all he could see was his sexy girlfriend standing over
him and rubbing her hands together.

She smiled down at him and offered him a hand up. He stupidly accepted.
Chelsea grabbed his hand and twisted his arm painfully behind him. The
gorgeous young lady forced him to his knees and placed him totally under her
control.

"Submit!" She demanded.

He struggled get free but it was no use. Every move just put more pressure on
his arm. It still took his addled mind time to figure out he had been bested
by his diminutive girlfriend.

"I give." He shouted as the pain became unbearable. She released him and Adam
fell forward exhausted and humiliated.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"You’re good. Where did you learn to fight like that?"

"Judo." She replied forgetting to mention the 5 years of training and the
black belt. "Lets go again but this time don’t hold back. Give me your best
shot."

Adam got to his feet and rubbed his aching arm. He wondered if he had a best
shot left in him but he wanted to try. Losing to Missy the amazon was one
thing. Losing to his gorgeous little squeeze was not an option.

Chelsea waited patiently for the larger male to recover. She enjoyed showing
Adam that she was more than a pretty face. The anger and frustration in Adam’s
eye did not escape her. She wanted that and she knew to be more careful now.

He did not let her down. Adam lowered his head and charged, turning his 160
lbs into a giant missile. Chelsea expertly rolled with the charge at the same
time bringing up her left leg. This time she catapulted her opponent high into
the air and he again landed hard on his back. She realized as she waited for
her boyfriend to rise that he was simply a terrible fighter. Most of the girls
in her high school judo club could have handled him with ease despite his
size.

Adam got up shakily and eyed his opponent. She hadn’t even broken a sweat and
he felt like a truck ran over him. It was obvious to him as she stood there
with her hands on her hips that she merely toyed with him. The fear of losing
pulsed thru his body and gave him strength.

It also seemed to stimulate him in other ways. The submissive side of Adam,
that he scarcely knew existed before last week, came roaring back. His
girlfriend looked not only beautiful but powerful. He some how seemed
attracted to this combination in women.

Chelsea watched as Adam came at her in a crouch. He was dead serious this
time. She danced around his clumsy advances. Finally she saw an opening,
grabbed his right leg and pulled. The move caught him off balance and plunged
poor Adam face first into the mat. Chelsea clambered on top going for the pin.

She wrapped one arm around his neck and sent the other between his legs to
flip him over. While her hand hovered so near his manhood, she thought a
friendly caress would be in order. She never imagined that he would be hard as
a rock.

Chelsea had to confirm this. She grabbed Adam’s shorts while she released the
hold on his neck. With a good yank the shorts were gone. Chelsea stood up in
disbelief as she gazed at Adam’s fully enlarged member. She knew Adam sexual
performance. Unlike some boys her age, Adam required much foreplay for
arousal. She liked this about him since it meant long satisfying love making.

Her quick and agile mind put 2 and 2 together. "You enjoy this don’t you? You
enjoy getting beat up by a girl don’t you? You even liked it when Missy did
it?" She asked in rapid fire.

Naked, beaten and battered, Adam looked up at his tormentor. "No." He
stammered.

She didn’t believe him. Chelsea placed one foot threateningly over his
throbbing manhood. "Don’t lie to me." She demanded.

He caved in. "Yes, yes, I enjoyed it. Tonight and last week were the most
sexually exciting things that ever happened to me." He admitted to her and
himself at the same time. "But I don’t why. I feel like such a wimp." He began
to fight back tears.

Now it was Chelsea’s turn for shock. She had never seen her boyfriend act this
way before. In the past he always appeared to be decisive and in control. He
seemed to have lost everything. His myth of male superiority shattered beyond
recognition. Only now did he realize his attraction to dominant women. Chelsea
felt her anger give way to sympathy. She didn’t know where she stood with her
changed beau, but she decided to try.

She knelt beside the defeated male and placed his head in her lap.
Complacently stroking his hair, she told him that everything would be OK.
Chelsea began to think about her own needs and desires. It had been over two
weeks since her last romantic encounter. The sight of her boyfriend’s nude
body made her ready, willing and able. But things had changed here tonight.
She wondered if she had a dominant side to her personality. She decided on a
bold move to find out.

Adam had managed to stifle back the tears. He began to feel good again cradled
against Chelsea’s ample bosoms. The idea of putting the moves on this young
vixen started to invade his mind. He wanted her in the worst way. He was sadly
disappointed when she stood up and flopped his head on the floor.

Chelsea stood over his naked body. "You cheated on me with Missy. Time for
your punishment." She declared.

Adam watched her walk over and grab a chair. His mind wrestled with the
possibilities of her statement. Punishment? Cheated? Heck, he was already
married to another woman. When she sat down in the chair next to him, he began
to understand that their relationship was changing.

"Time for your spanking. Get up here." She pointed to her knees.

He obeyed without thinking. Its as if someone else controlled his actions.
Before long the blows rained down upon bare backside. He found the blows to be
more exciting than painful. He came close to exploding all over his girl’s
legs.

Chelsea enjoyed the feel of her big strong boyfriend over her knee. But that
was just the beginning. Next, she ordered him to kneel in front of her. The
look of fear and arousal in Adam’s eyes added to her sense of control. She
slowly slouched in the chair and seductively spread her legs.

Adam couldn’t believe what had just happened. He had been spanked by his
lovely little girl friend. And now she wanted more. He wanted to run but he
couldn’t take his eyes off her love triangle.

"Please, Chelsea, it doesn’t have to be like this." He pleaded.

"No, it doesn’t. I could just leave. Or you can satisfy me the way you did
Missy. Your choice." She replied.

It didn’t take long for him to make up his mind. Her beauty and strength
overcame what was left of his male pride. Just before his mouth made contact
with her flesh, she moved her panties aside to afford him greater access. For
the second time in a week he found himself with his head buried between a
girl’s legs.

Chelsea lit up like a Christmas tree. This was her first experience with oral
stimulation. It combined with her pent up lust and new found power to provide
almost immediate gratification. She removed her top and began to feel her
oversized breasts. Before long, she crossed the finish line again.

The intense sexual response Chelsea experienced grew in size and shape. She
needed more and bade her male underling to stand up tall. Chelsea then stood
on the chair and jumped on Adam’s chest. She wrapped her legs tightly around
his midsection and kissed him deeply. He seemed to know instinctively what she
wanted. Adam entered her in this unusual upright position. It started up a
chain reaction inside his body and he quickly climaxed.

But they weren’t thru. Chelsea laid him out on the floor and coached him back
into action. Before long, they launched into a slower paced round of more
conventional love making. Adam had been right. It was a long night.