Mixed Martial Arts, Danny’s Revenge
By Madcat
An act of revenge turns into an all out battle of the sexes.


Kent seemed to be on top of his game. The 26 year old man had a great job,
lots of money and stunning good looks. The ladies loved him so much that he
sidelined as a male stripper. His 6-4 height and tanned athletic body made
Kent's second job almost as lucrative as his first. Of course, he exercised
like a madman to maintain his Adonis like body and that was how his problems
started.

A few years back Kent had joined a local Karate class. His natural athleticism
and enthusiasm for this manly sport propelled him thru the ranks. He quickly
became one of the best students at the dojo. This added to his macho self
esteem and gave him a dangerous edge to offset his boyish good looks. Then
came the young woman who ruined everything.

She entered the black belt class almost a year ago and proved to be a very
fast learner. Within a couple of months, the girl earned the enmity of most of
the men in class. She routinely bested most of the males and seemed to enjoy
doing it. Of course, the young lady became a heroine to the handful of other
girls in the class. This sexual tension forced a number of men to quit and
barely a dozen students remained.

The female champion's ferocity in combat was exceeded only by her haughty
demeanor after practice. Kent considered the blonde girl to be positively
beautiful. She stood almost 6 feet tall and had a very shapely body that
belied her athletic ability. In the beginning he and most of the other men
made a number of polite overtures to the girl. She replied with contempt and
hostility to all comers. By the time the girl started to thrash the men, all
thoughts of romance had long vanished. Still, her overwhelming sex appeal made
the female domination of the class even harder for the males to accept.

For months Kent considered himself to be above all this. His prodigious
strength and skill precluded him from joining the ever growing ranks of
humiliated male students. Then came that fateful night six months ago. The
sensei paired Kent against the girl in sparring practice. The unsuspecting
hunk didn't give it a second thought until the two were trading blows. The
girl seemed to be able to anticipate his moves and counter with savage power.
She knocked him down twice and clearly got in the most effective attacks. His
only consolation rested in the fact that nobody seemed to notice his little
corner of the class. Everyone else was too busy with their own battles.

The next week brought a demonstration match between the two top students and
the whole class watched this epic battle of the sexes. Kent knew last week was
a fluke and he set out to prove it. The two combatants started out with tepid
jabs but things quickly intensified. Kent threw a punch and failed to pull it
as was standard in such matches. It hurt the big girl and she responded with a
withering right hook. The whole class watched in stunned silence as the two
traded power shots. The men expected their champion to finally put the upstart
female in her place. But instead the girl stood toe to toe with the largest,
strongest man in the class. Then it happened. She blocked his right and caught
him with a cross to the chin. Big Kent's knees gave out and he started to
fall. The female pugilist got in a couple of additional blows before the
Sensei could step in and separate the fighters.

They used smelling salts to revive the beaten man. He left the class in shame
and did not return for a week. She had given him a pretty good shiner and Kent
even called in sick to work. When he did return to class, Kent worked extra
hard to reclaim his honor. But his extra effort did not have the expected
results. The big blonde continued to dominate him and most of the other men in
the class. His confidence tanked and so did his fighting ability. Soon his
performance dropped to mediocre and he routinely lost to other girls as well.
To make matters worse, his female nemesis began to flirt with him a little
during and after practice. He responded with contempt and hostility.

Unlike other men who quit the class due to this vicious cycle, Kent became
even more determined to prove his manhood. About a week ago, the powerful
blonde shattered his hopes forever. The sensei had the two demonstrate blind
fighting. They tied a bandana around the girl's eyes and big Kent got to
attack her from any angle. Six months ago, the fair minded man would never
have considered giving the gal a cheap shot, but times had changed.

He lined up behind her and prepared to level her with a body blow. Kent
launched himself at her back liked he had years ago in high school football.
But at the last second the blonde vixen twisted to one side and hip tossed the
pathetic male. Instead of crushing her, he ended up flying thru the air.
Things got worse when he slammed into the padded floor. She grabbed his arm
and bent it painfully around her leg.

"Anne Marie, stop! You are breaking my wrist!" he cried out in much
discomfort.

The female laughed at him, "What's the matter? Can't handle a blindfolded
girl."

"No ... .please ... .stop, I'm begging you."

"Well, if you promise to be nicer ... "

"I promise, I'll be good."

Anne Marie let him up and Kent looked over at the sensei wondering how he let
this happen. Danny simply could not believe his eyes and like the rest of the
class sat in awed silence. Practice continued as if nothing out of the
ordinary had occurred. The few remaining males had become used to female
domination. Fifteen minutes later, Anne Marie soundly trounced Terrell, a lean
black man and the only student left that could give the girl a real fight.

Towards the end of practice the big girl offered Kent a tentative apology over
the incident. They both knew she had nothing to feel sorry about. Her sporting
behavior made the big man feel even smaller. He and Terrell left class early.
They headed down to the local tavern to drown the sorrows.

Kent decided to quit Karate. It had already devastated his fragile psyche. He
retired from his lucrative stripping job months ago. The handsome male no
longer felt comfortable taking off his clothes in front of women. His sales
figures slumped at work and his once vigorous love life had evaporated. All of
this he blamed on one person.

So when Sensei called and wanted help in dealing with Anne Marie, Kent eagerly
accepted. They conspired to rough the girl up a little and persuade her to
find another martial arts academy. Just to be sure of a male victory, they
also recruited Terrell. It was pay back time.

The three males attended Thursday practice as any other day. All three noted a
change in the big strong Anne Marie. She openly flaunted the house rules and
practiced wearing a matching red sports bra and spandex pants. The new outfit
showed of her large breasts and shapely feminine muscles. It added an
additional sexual element to Anne Marie's domination of the class.

Danny was too afraid to challenge the powerful woman on her breach of the
dress code. He also did not want to see any of his remaining male students
losing to this brazen hussy. So Danny paired her only against other girls in
the class. Much to his dismay, the female students faired better on average
than the men against the blonde amazon. He had a lot of work in store to fix
his black belt class.

Terrell and Kent waited in the main room while Danny privately drilled Anne
Marie on her katas after class. He overcame his fear of being alone with the
girl after Tuesday night's debacle. Danny kept it professional as possible as
he put her through the paces. The male had trouble taking his eyes off her
gorgeous red rear and its tantalizing lack of panty lines. But such practice
required him to watch her every move. They both knew that the big girl
struggled with these precise karate routines and it proved to be a perfect
excuse to keep her late.

Anne Marie struggled to concentrate on her katas. Her relationship with the
sensei had changed dramatically since Tuesday. She could not deny her sexual
attraction for the smaller man. The girl even dressed for his benefit today
and it worked. His eyes never left her voluptuous figure. But deep down she
knew they had no future. He had a wife and child. Anne Marie recoiled at the
complications of pursuing her darling little man. She had managed to jump
start her sex life last Tuesday. Now she needed to find Mr. Right.

Her thoughts turned to Kent. Anne Marie always found him very attractive and
early on he seemed interested. Since that time things had gotten a little
ugly. The blonde had made tentative overtures over the past couple months but
got nowhere. She toyed with the idea of simply asking him out on a date.
Taking charge of the situation suddenly appealed to her.

Unfortunately, the girl's crowded mind failed to grasp the looming danger. Her
heart jumped a little when Kent and Terrell entered the private studio. Both
wore only their black pants and their well muscled chests inspired some
naughty thoughts in the blonde beauty. But their eyes told a different story.
Anne Marie became concerned as they spread out into attack formation. This was
no social call.

"Ah, hi guys." Anne Marie said nervously.

"You are going to quit this dojo." Danny responded dryly.

"Guys, I'm sorry if I roughed up your egos but I'm not going to let you
intimidate me." She said innocently. Her attempt at diplomacy just infuriated
the men all the more.

"Have it your way." Danny said as he attacked with his trademark flurry of
kicks. It felt good to be in action against his female enemy. Her
uncharacteristic nervousness added strength to his assault.

Anne Marie blocked, ducked, or dodged every one of his blows, but she had only
limited experience against multiple opponents. So, just as she prepared to
unload on her ungrateful instructor, her heart throb grabbed her from behind.
A few minutes ago the girl had been fantasizing about a similar situation but
with a very important difference. These boys wanted to hurt her.

Kent pinned her arms to her sides and held her immobile. Danny immediately
kicked her in the stomach. She winced in pain.

"Not so tough are you now." The sensei laughed.

The big girl wanted to kill him. What a loser, talking tough while his ape
held her from behind. She struggled to break free but Kent's massive muscles
refused to yield. Danny struck her with a vicious back hand across the cheek.

"How do you like it?" Danny said like a 5 year old.

It stung her physically and mentally. Anne Marie wanted to cry at this
betrayal but she would not give them the satisfaction. There had to be a way
out of this mess.

"My turn," Terrell said as he hit her with a powerful right to the stomach.
The black man and the white woman were comparable in height and weight. But he
punched harder than anyone she knew. His fist hit a massed wall of female
muscle and it hurt him almost as much as her. Anne Marie doubled over. Only
Kent kept her standing.

Danny stepped back in to the picture and grabbed the zipper on the wounded
girl's bra. He undid it and let her massive melons spill out.

"Hey man, that was not part of our plan." A concerned Terrell pointed out
while eying the wonderful mounds.

"Shut up," Danny told him. The boys knew nothing of his sexual humiliation at
her hands last Tuesday. He now wanted to return the favor. "Kent, undo her
pant's zipper."

The big man hesitantly complied with the Sensei's order. He too thought this
maybe had gone too far but obeyed Danny's orders like they were the word of
god. To do so meant he had to release his hold. Again Danny had under
estimated this dangerous girl.

Anne Marie waited for her pants to hit the ground. The boys were too busy
staring at her sleek, long and legs to notice that she stepped out of the
white spandex completely. The blonde amazon twisted out of Kent's single arm
and lunged at the unsuspecting Danny. His deer in the headlights look
emboldened her. Only Terrell's quick action saved the men from utter
destruction at the hands of the enraged female. He tackled her from the side
and drove her to the mats.

Terrell landed on top of the girl but found he could not pin her. She fought
like a wildcat and almost threw him off before helped arrived. Kent got her
legs and Danny assisted with her arms. It took all three males to keep her
down. The normally conservative Terrell began to have inappropriate thoughts
as he sat atop the struggling amazon.

"What's going on here!" came a new female voice. The men looked up to see that
two girls had entered the private studio. The odds had just shifted against
them.

Tracy and Karen had been waiting outside for Anne Marie. Both were relatively
new students at the academy and looked up to the big strong blonde. Anne Marie
responded by taking the college coeds under wing and tutoring them in the
martial arts. A strong friendship ensued but both girls were surprised when
Anne Marie had called them the previous night. Their tutor asked them to go
out dancing after practice.

So after 30 minutes of waiting the all dressed up girls entered the dojo to
find their date for the evening. They found a lot more than they bargained
for. Both knew instinctively that they could not leave their friend in the
clutches of these fiends. Tracy; a bookish, large breasted, auburn blonde;
stepped up to the plate.

"I'm calling the cops." She said, fishing desperately for her cell.

Kent jumped up and said, "I'll take care of this."

He approached the newcomers full of male authority. "This isn't what you
think. Now give me the cell phone."

"What is it then?" Tracy answered nastily. She defiantly flipped the cell
open.

"Give me that." Kent said grabbing the phone.

Tracy knew that Anne Marie could handle all the men at the dojo. But the
newcomer lacked her mentor's size, strength, and skill. Confronting the large,
powerfully masculine Kent required all of her courage. She remembered the one
thing Anne Marie taught her about handling big strong men. The bookish female
drove her knee into Kent's exposed groin.

He tried to block the deadly blow but the unfortunate man was a fraction of a
second too slow. Tracy hit home with a sickening squish. Kent felt a blinding
pain and collapsed in front of the mini-skirted girl.

Danny jumped up to avenge his friend. This whole thing had gotten way out of
hand but that hardly mattered. He needed to chase the new girls away and
release Anne Marie in such a way that she would not whip the snot out of three
conspirators. He advanced menacingly on Tracy. These novices should pose no
real threat to a black belt such as himself. He planned to toss them around a
little and scare them off.

But he did not know how Anne Marie had schooled them. He also underestimated
little Karen. A long time gymnast, the 5-2 inch powerhouse took to karate like
a fish to water. As Danny advanced on Tracy, Karen came at him from the side.

Terrell watched in horror as the small brunette, clad in a cute little
schoolgirl outfit, launched a text book jumping side kick. The black man
screamed a warning. Danny turned just in time to catch the kick square on the
nose. He went sprawling.

The mighty black belt got to his feet still wondering what hit him. The copper
taste of blood told him of his plight. But Danny had no time to take stock of
his injuries. He saw Karen advancing to finish him off and he launched a
desperate right cross. The punch lacked his usual speed and authority. Danny
watched in horror as the little schoolgirl blocked it and wrapped up his arm.
Her other hand closed around his throat and she forced him to his knees. He
tried to remove her chokehold but the female seemed impossibly strong.

Still perched upon the blonde amazon, Terrell watched his friends' destruction
with growing alarm. Anne Marie could not see the events but the black man's
expression told the story. She had all but forgotten about her protégées in
the excitement. Anne Marie wanted to get back into the fight and show off a
little for her friends. She looked into Terrell's deep brown eyes.

"Now its your turn, sweet cheeks." The blonde said caustically. She twisted
hard left to get her male foe off balance. Then she threw the man to the
right. Normally Terrell possessed a small strength advantage over his female
opponent. But things seemed different now. Her muscles bulged ominously as
adrenaline gave the girl almost super human power. The man went flying and
Anne Marie rolled to her feet.

Terrell lived in a dangerous part of town and learned survival at an early
age. One look at Anne Marie's powerful female body, clad only in a pink thong,
told him what to do. The girl had tossed him close to the rear exit of the
building. He made a desperate bid for safety and ran for the door.

The running man got a good jump and almost made it. But he had to stop to pull
the door open. A strong female arm immediately shut it and another grabbed the
back of his pants. Terrell resisted furiously. He was too close to escaping.
The man turned around and pushed his assailant hard. The combatants fell to
floor in an undisciplined brawl.

Unfortunately, Terrell's pants also fell in the wild struggle. Not that he
cared. Terrell would have fled buck naked if got the chance. But he didn't.
Anne Marie's prodigious strength and instinctive grappling skill soon had the
naked man pinned solidly beneath her. It looked to be a curious role reversal
of 2 minutes ago. The only difference was that the blonde easily held the
weaker male down.

Anne Marie smiled at him. She could feel his large manhood pressing thru the
thin fabric of her thong and some of her lustful thoughts started to return.
"Submit to me," the girl ordered.

Terrell gushed forth with a tearful submission and apology. He had never felt
terribly comfortable with this whole scheme and his guilt added to this
shameful display of male surrender. Anne Marie felt pity for her captive as he
broke down. She also felt additional pressure between her legs. Could he be
aroused or was it more of her erotic imagination? The big blonde quickly
dismounted the male and helped him to his feet. It wasn't her imagination.

The amazon led the naked man over to the other side of the room where her pals
still held sway over the rest of the conspirators. Both Tracy and Karen gaped
at the awesome display of male sexuality. None of the girls had ever seen
anything like it before. Kent saw it too and panicked. He made a break for the
other door, and like his buddy before him, he never made it. In fact he got
about two steps before Tracy stuck her foot out and sent him crashing to the
floor. The impact caused his wounded manhood to explode with pain. Kent rolled
onto his back and cradled his precious gems.

Tracy could no longer ignore all this prime man flesh on display. She
succumbed to primal female urges and knelt astride the fallen male. The soon
to be nurse gently removed his pants and inspected his damaged equipment.
Things had turned an angry shade of red but there appeared to be no further
damaged.

Kent offered no resistance to the girl's quasi medical exam even though he
became more and more uncomfortable as she continued to play doctor with his
private parts. The big man knew this brazen female exploration could lead to
only one place and it scared the hell out of him. A part of him wanted to
fight back but all he could do was tremble with fear.

Now it was Karen's turn. She watched the night's events with a growing
amusement. The girl had wrestled on her high school's varsity team and had an
impressive winning record against the boys. Many of her opponents cried in
shame after losing to her on the mats. Tonight seemed like a natural evolution
of those triumphs years ago. She looked down at the small man lying at her
feet.

"Strip." Karen commanded.

Danny gazed up at the dominant female. His mind still reeled with the enormity
of his defeat at the hands and feet of the pretty little brunette. Her outfit
gave her a vulnerable, innocent look. But her chiseled calves, thick thighs
and formidable forearms told an entirely different tale. Danny decided that
discretion was the better part of valor and complied with her request. But he
swore to himself that he would never submit to a woman like he had on Tuesday
night.

Just for fun Karen placed her left foot on his chest and pinned him to the
ground. As she stood over the naked male, her power and authority told Danny
that he made a big mistake by complying with her command. For all intents and
purposes, the male had already submitted to her control.

"So, who was the ring leader for this ill advised attack?" Anne Marie queried.
She already knew the answer but she wanted a confession.

Both Terrell and Kent looked over at Danny. The big blonde walked over to the
little Sensei. It was payback time.

"Stand up," Anne Marie ordered.

The ringleader got up slowly. Dread filled his heart as he stood before the
female monster he helped to create. Somehow he knew that his previous
experience with Anne Marie would be a walk in the park compared to what he was
about to receive. Despite his terrible misgivings, he could not stop admiring
her physical beauty and power. The blonde's wide shoulders supported a
wonderful pair of heaving breasts. Her flat stomach and wide hips gave the
girl a fabulous hour glass figure. A small pink thong covered a treasure to
which Danny had become intimately familiar. Only the girl's sheer size gave
any indication of her enormous strength and athletic ability.

"You need to be punished." She said. Anne Marie was impressed. While not
exactly a picture of courage, Danny showed much more composure than he did two
nights ago.

"Let me do it." Karen volunteered and the big girl agreed.

Karen led the bewildered man across the room to a chair. At the last minute
Danny stopped. "What are you going to do?" he asked but he already knew the
answer.

"I am going to spank you." The schoolgirl replied.

"No way. This whole thing has gone too far. This is my dojo and its time for
you folks to leave." He looked over at Anne Marie expecting some response.

It came for Karen instead. "Look, you have two choices here. Either get across
my lap or I make you get across my lap."

Danny knew this was his last chance to stop this train wreck. "Listen little
girl, don't make me hurt you. I'm a black belt."

"Oh, I'm sooooo scared." Karen laughed. "When I'm done with you, you will beg
me stop."

The black belt dropped into a fighting stance, confident that he could best
his female opponent despite her earlier success. She caught him by surprise;
it was a lucky shot; he told himself. But just before the little schoolgirl
launched her attack, Danny got the feeling he made another big mistake.

Karen came in low and fast using the same devastating speed that toppled many
a boy in her high school days. The move also made use of her small stature as
taller opponents had trouble stopping it. Danny had been expecting some sort
of karate move and she cut him down like a stalk of wheat. He rolled over
expecting to stop her from pinning him. But his skilled opponent had other
ideas. The girl stuck a hand between his legs and put him in a cradle hold.

Danny's naked rear stuck embarrassingly up in the air. He knew the others in
the room were getting a very nasty view. Karen had him so bowed that his
manhood touched his nose. The male struggled but made no dent in her
humiliating hold.

"I submit. You win." He acknowledged the obvious.

"You wish, buddy. I'm not done with you yet." She said while releasing him.
But the girl didn't let him up. Instead, she climbed on his back and twisted
his legs around. The pain elicited another male submission.

The devilish little schoolgirl still didn't stop. She proceeded to place the
hapless male in a series of painful submission holds. He never got a chance to
use any of his deadly karate moves as he submitted over and over again. Soon
the man began to beg and whimper as the pain and humiliation swept away his
shattered ego. By the time she finished, Danny gladly accepted his corporal
punishment.

Tracy and Anne Marie watched this display of female domination with a sense of
pity for their old master. The smallest girl in the room had ruthlessly broken
his spirit. By the time he was allowed to stand, Danny shook with exhaustion,
humiliation and just plain fear.

The boys in the room felt no pity for Danny. He had landed them in this pickle
and given Karen the excuse to demonstrate total female mastery over men. His
total defeat cemented this devastating concept in their minds. It hit Kent the
hardest. He had a growing history of being overpowered by girls despite his
size and strength. Laying naked and being fondled against his will by a female
nerd synergized in his mind with Karen's display of domination. Big Kent's
psyche began a permanent change.

The spanking came as almost a let down for everyone except poor Danny. Karen
really let him have it. She lost count after twenty strokes. But it had none
of the drama of her unexpected and savage wrestling victory.

Finally, Karen let him go. Anne Marie beckoned him with her hand and Danny
trudged over to her. His previous composure vanished as he stood naked before
this intimidating girl. She added insult to injury by stepping up toe to toe
with the little guy. The amazon bent his head back and forced the trembling
man to look her in the eye. She felt wonderfully powerful and proud of the
girl's victory as she gazed down at him. A flush of sexual heat followed. The
big girl realized that she really was not attracted to Danny. She just enjoyed
intimidating him.

"This dojo is mine from now on. You may own it but I will run it. I'll tell
you what my salary will be after I look at your books. And, as soon as I
become a black belt, you will call me Sensei. Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am." He replied.

"Now, we girls were going to do a little dancing tonight before you guys
screwed everything up. Why don't we just dance a little right here?" Anne
Marie announced. She went over and turned on a little boom box in the corner.
"Let's find a slow song. I don't think the guys will be up to fast dancing."

As the romantic music started, Tracy killed the overhead lights and the
couples paired off. Anne Marie raced for the handsome black man and the two
melted into each other's arms.

The two white men displayed far less enthusiasm for this activity but they had
no choice in the matter. Tracy helped Kent to his feet and slipped one arm
around his waist. Her other hand immediately resumed fondling the big hunk.
Despite her limited experience, she had much success pumping life into his
battered organ. His fearful reaction confused the girl. He trembled at her
touch but made no effort to stop her. And, of course, there was always that
big hard thing in her left hand. Tracy thought maybe he suffered from shyness
like herself. Perhaps this public setting made him uncomfortable with what she
wanted to do. The girl led him out of the room and into the lady's changing
room for a little privacy.

Karen was thinking the same thing as she held her broken, sobbing man. The
girl had reflexively placed her hands on his reddened cheeks and he winced in
pain. Outside of that he showed no signs of life. She decided to try and
rectify this. "Let's go to your office." She whispered.

Meanwhile, Terrell and Anne Marie had melted all the way to the floor. The man
was mildly surprised as his female conqueror allowed him the top spot. He took
advantage of the situation and removed her last remaining article of clothing.
Then he mounted her and began to avail himself of all her many feminine
charms.

Tracy found herself staring down at Kent and his awesome body. The change of
venue had not calmed his fears but she really didn't care. Tracy, while not
bad looking, had been something of a nerd in school. She lacked confidence and
other social skills. Nurses training had brought her out of her shell. The
girl had her first tastes of sexual pleasure. She also became more active in
athletics. But she never, ever got a chance with guys like Kent. They always
seemed reserved for the in girls. Tonight was different.

The gorgeous man sat wordlessly on a bench in front of her. Tracy slowly
removed her mini, bra and panties. He seemed to take no notice of her soft,
feminine body so she did. Tracy lustfully ran her hands up and down her creamy
white torso. The gorgeous naked man sitting before her provided additional
stimulus. Her hand probed her intimate regions and she responded
involuntarily. The highly excited girl mounted Kent and guided him into her
sweetness.

Almost magically her touch began to revive the big man. His primal instincts
over rode his irrational fear of women and the big blonde amazon in the next
room. Soon their lips met passionately and his hands found her big floppy
breasts. It did not take long for both to reach the pleasure pinnacle. But
neither was satisfied with the performance. The two insatiable lovers
proceeded to do it in every conceivable position.

Anne Marie and Terrell left her dojo an hour later. She wanted to take him
home for a nightcap or two or three. Things looked dark in the main room but
they were far from quiet. Passing the ladies' changing room, the big girl
heard Tracy's loud cries of pleasure. The usually quiet and demure girl
astonished Anne Marie with her wanton behavior.

Danny's office gave her an even bigger surprise. The deliciously cruel Karen
sat naked on top of the old boss's desk. In her right hand she held a wooden
practice sword. Her boy toy had his head nestled between her powerful thighs
and the girl used the sword to prod him. Or maybe he was a girl toy. Karen had
forced him to wear her schoolgirl outfit complete with the plaid skirt. When
the girl in charge saw the couple outside of the door, she reached around and
lifted the hem of Danny's shirt revealing a sexy pair of white panties.

Anne Marie made a mental note to admonish Danny for his unprofessional
behavior in her office and for breaking the dress code. Boy, it was great to
be in charge.