My Bavarian Assignment     Chapter  5
by valerafon
An American travels to Germany to teach in an all girls school.


This is a work of fiction and should not be read by anyone under the age of
eighteen. Please do not read further if you are offended by violence and or
sexual content.

Chapter Five: A night at the Rack

I awoke above the covers on my bed. It was cold in the room and I was
shivering. I just laid there for a moment wondering if it had been just a bad
dream. It took me a few moments to sort it out in my mind. Then I realized it
had been all too real.

Somehow, the girls had gotten to me, but how? As I lay there staring up at the
ceiling, it all came flooding back to me. My abduction, and then all the
humiliating experiences I was subjected to in their room, and then to top it
off, Ms. Vangilder had spirited me off to her room as well where I met her
protégée. A very young an unbelievably tall school girl named Victoria. I
remembered her telling me something about a floor show in which we would both
participate. That prospect chilled me to the bone even though I had no idea
what she was talking about.

But for now, the girls remained my main concern. As I laid there, in my bed,
thinking about them, I realized they would be my greatest challenge ever. They
were exceptionally beautiful teenage girls with a wild untamed side to their
natures, and for some reason they had singled me out for their wild and
uncontrolled games. Not only did the girls have plans for me, I remembered
them mentioning something about a Hellfire Club as well. I got up and sat at
the foot of my bed with my head in my hands contemplating what to do next.
What had I gotten myself into I wondered?

That's when I heard a gentle tapping sound at my door. I glanced at the clock
and it was just past six thirty. I got up and moved to answer it. When I
looked down, I realized I was just wearing a pair of that tight underwear Kate
had bought for me earlier in the week.

I opened the door hiding behind it and peaked my head outout. It was Rollie
Bourdet looking great and flashing a big smile.

"Hi, Rollie! ... ... .How can I help you?" I said a bit anxious because I
didn't have my pants on.

"You can invite me in for a moment," she said trying to peak around the door..

"I'm not fully dressed," I told her.

She shook her head, rolled her eyes, and then exclaimed in that wonderful
French accent of hers, "You Americans ... ... .You go to the moon, but you are
ashamed of you're bodies."

After her comment, she pushed her way in.

I panicked a bit and looked around spying my pants on the floor. I was going
for them when I felt a firm tug that stopped me in my tracks.

Rollie had grabbed the back of my briefs and was pulling me towards her.

"Let me take a better look!" she exclaimed as I was pulled back towards her.

Back in the security room, Hildy, one of Emma's security guards called the big
woman over.

"Sir, Ms. Bourdet just went into Mr. Dawson's room ... ... ... Should I note
it as a red violation?"

After Hildy played back Rollie entering Ben's room, Emma looked at her watch
and scowled.

"No, she said sadly ... ... .There's nothing in the rules against such
behavior ... ... ..Just note it! ... ... It's six thirty five in the morning."

After Hildy had placed the not in her daily log, Emma turned to watch other
screens.

After Rollie had tugged me back, she started to walk slowly around me
inspecting my body. All I had on were my undershorts. It was oddly erotic and
embarrassing all at the same time. I didn't know what to do with my hands. I
was going to place them over my crotch to hide it, but that would have been
stupid so I just stood there very uncomfortably as she inspected me.

As she walked behind me, she lightly ran one of her hands across my back that
sent a chill up and down my spine.

"Ummmm! Nice and trim!" she exclaimed.

I just stood there not following her with my eyes as she made several circuits
of my body with me shaking my head in disapproval the whole time.

A moment later, she got very close to my ear when she was behind me again and
whispered into it very suggestively, "Nice! ... ..very Nice!"

Then she ran her hand down my arm and grabbed my butt.

"I like men who are trim with not too much muscle," she exclaimed, "it turns
me on!"

I didn't know weather to be excited by her hands or offended by her remark so
I yelled, "Rollie! It's six thirty in the morning!"

After giving my butt a firm squeeze, she walked back around to face me. Before
I could say anything else, she was talking again.

"The girl's wanted me to invite you to the Rack tonight?"

"The girls? ... ..The Rack?" I inquired completely surprised.

"The girls," she said smiling, "Pamela, Uma, and Heidi!"

"Oh!" I exclaimed. "Those girls!" I said with a sigh of relief.

Then I inquired, "What's the Rack? It sounds dangerous?"

She continued to run her hands over my body more interested in that then the
conversation, but she managed to say, "That's our little workout area in the
bowels of this old castle ... ... It's an old converted dungeon."

Rollie's hands were very distracting and just as I spoke they found a
sensitive spot causing my voice to be uneven and erratic.

"You want me to came and work out with you girls? ... ..Rollie! Please!"

She giggled, and then she explained further, "The other girls want to meet you
in a less formal setting ... ... .They shall we say want to get to know you
better ... ... ... .Besides, we'll be training for our bouts."

"Bouts," I inquired.

"Three of us are fighting at the club Saturday night. I heard Katia and Helen
say they were going to take you."

"No one has told me anything I said a bit mystified.

"So, I'll collect you about eight?" she inquired.

"I did want to see the Rack. I wanted to workout myself. If I was going to
deal with all my problems, I felt it wouldn't hurt if I was in better shape.

"I guess so," I said finally.

"Marvelous!" Rollie exclaimed. "The girls are going to be so excited! ... ...
..We'll even let you use the locker room! ... ..And the showers too!"

I was going to ask about that when I heard another knock at my door. It was
Katia. The door was still slightly open and when she heard us talking she
walked right in.

"Am I disturbing something?" she said ominously. Then she frowned even more
when she saw I was in my briefs.

"Not at all!" Rollie said.

There was a moment of silence before Rollie added, "Well, I've got to be going
... ..I'll be late for my classes." Then she was gone.

Back in the security room, Hildy again called Emma over to show her the latest
from Ben Dawson's room.

After Hildy played back the video of Katia entering his room, "She shouted to
Hildy, "Mark this in red! ... ... It's now six forty eight! ... ... I will
have a talk with Mr. Dawson." As she walked away she exclaimed to no one in
particular, "Men! ... ... They'll be the ruin of this place!"

After Rollie had walked out, Katia walked write up to me, folded her arms
about her chest, and looked down at me very menacingly. I looked up at her and
stammered, "Nothing happened! ... ... Honest!"

I was going to mention Rollie's invite, but I thought better of it.

"I thought I told you to stay away from her," she said in a very pissed off
tone of voice.

"I'm in my room, she came to see me." I said a bit exasperated.

Her eyes flared and she said even more angrily, "And you greet people in your
shorts?"

"It's all just a misunderstanding," I pleaded.

As her temper calmed, she reiterated, "I want you to stay away from her ...
..Is that clear?"

"Why?" I shot back.

"You know why!" she insisted.

I guess I did but I was playing coy. As we stared into each others eyes, her
mood softened, she grabbed my head with both of her hands, and she added,
"Because, I like you, and I'm jealous."

"You don't have anything to be jealous about," I said sincerely.

"Just keep it that way," she cautioned, and then she bent down and kissed me
still holding my head.

The kiss left me a bit woozy and she giggled at my reaction. Then she said
casually, "The reason why I'm here is to invite you to the club Saturday night
with Helen and I."

"I accept," I shot back thankful the subject had been changed.

"And then we're all going to the Playroom for a midnight matinee."

"The Playroom?" I inquired.

"Oh, yes, You'll just love it. The club has a special room for entertainment
with a stage and everything."

After her statement, she did something completely surprising. She reached out,
grabbed me under the armpits, and lifted me clear off the ground till we were
eyeball to eyeball. She had long heels on and I was dangling nearly a foot off
the ground next to her long nylon clad legs.

She just held me there for a moment letting the sensation of being lifted by a
beautiful women sink into my psyche.

Then she warned me again, "Remember, you may be athletic, but I am a very
strong and powerful woman, and you Don't want to make me angry!"

I didn't feel very athletic, and to be perfectly honest I wasn't, but I wasn't
going to tell her that. She seemed to like the fact that I was strong and
athletic, but it was an illusion she had created. She held me that way for
some time looking into my eyes and I finally said, "I haven't been unfaithful
to you."

Then I rolled the dice, "But Hell! You haven't done anything to me to make me
faithful to you."

Katia frowned and responded by lifting me higher tell her arms were completely
outstretched and my body rose nearly two feet over her head and my feet now
dangled by her waist.

Now she had to tilt her head up to look at me, and speaking very slowly she
said sadly, "I know we haven't had much time to be together. I wanted you to
have some time to settle in ... ... ..But that's going to change ... ... ...
..Just remember that I have a temper, OK?"

She was effortlessly holding me nearly eight feet off the ground with just the
strength in her arms, I wasn't going to give her any reason to get even more
angry than she already was. I just didn't think this was the time to tell her
about Rollie's invite or the fact that she was helping me with my gym class. I
really didn't think my life could get any more complicated, but I guess I was
wrong.

Still holding me aloft she gave me some news, "I have to go on an errand today
for Ms. Vangilder, I won't be back to tomorrow, so all practices are canceled
... ... ..So be good till I get back and then we'll spend some time together
tomorrow night."

That gave me at least some time to sort everything out, and I was pleased the
practices were canceled too.

Finally, she slowly brought my body back down till my face was level with her
lips and she kissed me on the forehead, then she lowered me to the ground and
her arms snaked around my waist in a tight bearhug and she lifted me back up
again this time squeezing my body tightly to her as she passionately kissed me
on the lips.

I almost withered in her strong embrace, but the kiss was so wonderful it had
the opposite effect on me. Finally, she broke the kiss off and set me back
down, speaking as she did so, "That's just to show you, that I like you very
much!"

Twirling her fingers in my hair, she really spiked my interest by saying, "I
have a cute new nighty! ... ... ... .It's really naughty! ... ... Soon, maybe
we can go away for the weekend, would you like that?"

Was she kidding?

"I'd like that very much," I said in a very breathless but controlled voice.

She giggled and patted my behind, told me to get dressed, and then she was
gone. I was alone in the room with my thoughts and my worst fears. I was going
to have to chart a dangerous course in the days ahead, but one thing I
resolved to do was tell Rollie I couldn't go tonight, and that would solve one
problem. I still didn't have a clue for all my other problems, but the best
way to handle things was one problem at a time.

The day went by quickly. The terrible trio showed up for my French class, but
they were moderately well behaved. They didn't interrupt the class, but they
talked amongst themselves giggling and laughing from time to time which I
conveniently ignored.

The only ominous note was when they walked out, and Diana said, "See you
later, Teach!" And then they were gone.

The rest of my day went well till I saw a posting that the entire day Monday
would be spent on a field trip. I was told Ms. Vangilder was fond of field
trips and this one was annually scheduled. The whole school would be going to
the beach. Once a year, Ms. Vangilder would rent the beach at Rottach-Egern
for the entire day. It was one of the highlights of the whole year for the
girls.

As I walked down the hall, I chuckled to myself that it had to be a security
nightmare for old Mt. Stern.

That's when I heard her voice bellowing in the distance, "Mr. Dawson, can I
have a moment of your time?"

I turned to see a mountain of a woman standing next to me. She was easily over
a foot taller than me with her short heels on, and I had to crane my neck to
look up at her. She wasn't bad on the eyes though. No one around her fit that
bill.

"Mr. Dawson, I have a matter of discipline to discuss with you, be in my
office Monday promptly at eight."

I so loved to rattle her cage.

"We have a field trip, remember."

She mumbled a few words under her breath and I swear I heard her

growl.

"Very well, it will have to wait till Tuesday," she informed me and then she
ambled off still grumbling under her breath.

I didn't have any idea what that was about, and I didn't want to know either
till Tuesday.

The rest of the day was uneventful and I didn't see Rollie at lunch or dinner.
I wanted to tell her I couldn't go, but it had to wait till later.

As I lounged in my room, I thought I heard voices again which I attributed to
the wind. Castles were notoriously drafty and I attributed many of the ghost
stories associated with them to that fact alone.

Diana was looking through the peep hole again with Gretchen and Michelle at
her side.

"What's he doing?" Michelle asked anxiously.

"He's just lounging," Diana answered back never taking her eye away from the
peep hole.

"What's he got on?" Gretchen asked excitedly.

"Here, you take a look," Diana replied in that marvelous English accent of
hers.

Gretchen eagerly placed her eye to the hole as Diana moved away.

"Shoot!" she said disappointedly. "He's dressed."

Diana said cleverly, "What's dressed can be undressed."

"Can I undress him?" Michelle asked eagerly.

"Sure!" Diana told her strong arm, but will have to wait to take him after he
goes into the bathroom. Then we can safely sneak into his room."

Still looking intently through the peephole, Gretchen told the others, "We may
have a long wait."

"So," Michelle replied. "He's worth the wait."

I was listening to the wind again. I swore it sounded like girl's voices, and
that's when I got a knock at the door. It was Rollie and the moment I feared
had arrived.

She gave me a big glorious smile and asked, "You ready? The girls are all
waiting!"

I hemmed and hawed trying to get the words out, "Rollie, I don't think ... ..I
mean I can't ... ... "

Her smile disappeared as she interrupted me, "Do you have your gym shorts?"

"No, that's what I'm trying to tell you. I ... ... ."

Are you wearing those cute tight black briefs?" she asked very impatiently not
letting me finish my sentence.

"Yes," I said.

"Good, those will do," and she grabbed my hand and whisked me right out the
door.

Back in Security, Emma and her night security guard were watching the whole
thing.

"Where's she taking him?" the guard asked.

"I don't know, but follow them with your camera's," she angrily told her
subordinate.

Back behind Ben's wall, Gretchen yelled out, "That Bitch!"

"What?" Michelle asked in a worried tone.

"She took him! ... ..Ms. Bourdet did! ... ... .And he's gone!"

Diana angrily shook her head and said sadly, "There goes an evening of fun
right down the drain.

I protested vigorously as Rollie dragged me through the halls of the castle. I
tried to complain, but she didn't want to hear it or she wasn't listening. I
couldn't tell which with women. What I did realize was that Rollie had a
strong grip for such a small women, and she was dragging me along despite my
best efforts.

We walked for several minutes going down several flights of stairs till she
stopped in front of a large wooden door.

"Here it is!" She sang out. "I think your going to like it. Helen spent a lot
of money refurbishing it for the girls."

Without waiting for a comment, she swung the door open and I gazed in upon a
very modern facility. There were six or seven women who I all recognized as
teachers working out in the huge room.

I became the immediate center of attention as Rollie and I walked in. Most of
the women were exercising, but two women were sparing in the small ring near
one corner of the huge facility. They all stopped whatever they were doing to
see what was causing such a furor.

First, I recognized Yoki and Heidi as they came running over. Uma was punching
a bag, but she immediately stopped and came over as well. As soon as both
women took off their protective helmets in the ring, I recognized them
immediately too. One was Pamela and the other woman I remembered from the
party the first night, but I hadn't seen her much after that. Her name was
Taylor Mongomerie from I believe Alabama. They had already climbed through the
ring ropes and were heading over as well.

One woman I didn't know was giving a massage to another women who looked like
Jordyn Alexander an English woman from Sussex. They both came over too.

I was barely in the door, when I was surrounded by a bevy of supermodels. But
from their physiques I could tell these women were super models with muscles.

All the women were talking at once. Some were touching me, but Rollie tried to
quiet them and talk, "Well, girls, I promised you he'd be here, and here he is
in the flesh."

After her speech the girls crowded in on me even closer. It was fun to be the
center of attention of such awesome members of the opposite sex, but they were
really starting to mall me a bit, and this time I spoke in desperation,
"Girl's, I'm glad you all are so happy to see me here, and I'm really happy to
be here, but I'd like to work out too ... ... ..So if I promise to visit each
of you, can I get some work in?"

The girls reluctantly went back to whatever they were doing grumbling as they
went, but Heidi and Yoki stayed behind along with Rollie.

"Let's show him the locker room and the rest of the facilities," Yoki
suggested.

I balked, "I don't know," I said. ... ... .."If it's the girls locker room,
maybe, I shouldn't see ... ... "

I wasn't even able to finish my sentence because the girls were half ushering
me half pushing me towards a door on the other side of the room.

"Silly!" Heidi scoffed. "You can use all of the facilities ... ... .You're a
teacher aren't you? ... ... ... And this is the teachers facility."

I was swept through the doorway to a very modern looking locker room and taken
to a locker in the center of the room.

'Here's your locker!" Yoki said excitedly. "We even put your name on it."

I looked around and my locker was right in the center of all the others. Right
where every woman could see me changing. I wasn't a prude, but I still wasn't
used to the Euro lifestyle.

Then I was swept away again as I was shown the huge steam room and nearby
sauna and the large shower area as well. This locker room had everything.

Finally, the girls milled nearby talking while I was left alone at my locker.
I sat on the bench in front of my locker and sort of glanced the girls way and
saw that they were talking and glancing my way as well.

"Excuse me," I interrupted, "I sort of forgot my tennis shoes."

All the girls quickly came back over, That's OK," Rollie explained. Almost
everything is matted and I rarely use athletic shoes myself.

I shrugged, started to take off my shoes and socks, and replied, "When in Rome
... .."

As I lifted my shirt over my head, I heard a murmur of excitement from the
girls.

"Ladies, you're acting like you've never have seen a man before," I said while
I neatly folded my shirt.

This time Heidi said sadly, "It's just that were like nuns here in this old
castle, and we don't get out much."

I nodded sympathetically and then I reached for my belt and stopped as every
eye in the locker room was focused right on me. Just great! I thought. All I
needed was some appropriate music while I stripped.

I shrugged and then I took off my pants. The black briefs I was wearing were
tight and snug, but they didn't show anything I could get arrested for in Salt
Lake City.

"Uhhh!" The girls murmured almost in unison.

Now I know what a good looking woman has to go through almost every day of her
life. As soon as I was undressed, I was again ushered out into the gym. The
girls reluctantly let me wonder about as Rollie had to go back and change. She
had forgotten to change during my tour of the locker room.

Before I started to work out, I decided to keep my promise and mingle. I
wondered over to the ring and watched the girls spar for a moment. I was
immediately impressed with each women and the force and speed of their blows.
They were hitting each other so hard, I had trouble believing they were only
sparring. Just then Uma hit Taylor with a couple of impressive combinations
and knocked the woman against the ropes. Uma stopped for a moment and let
Taylor recover. Then they touched gloves, and were throwing bombs again.

I walked over to Heidi who gave me that impressive smile of hers, and kept on
pulling the chords out on a tension machine built right into the wall. First,
I admired the view. Heidi was every man's dream. Tall, blonde, and built like
a Mercedes. She was a twenty on the scale of one to ten, and she had a
personality too. I made a mental note to get to know her better.

I watched her for a moment and asked, "How high can you set the tension?"

She stopped and handed me one of the chords, I took it and got snapped right
back into the wall.

"Oppps!" Sorry she said, "I guess you weren't ready."

Then she took the chord from me and placed both chords in one hand and easily
pulled them both out to complete extension. This freed up her one hand so she
could point.

The tension is set over there. It's at eighty percent right now."

I knew I probably couldn't have pulled one chord out with both of my hands,
and I wasn't about to try again either. Especially at this setting. As I
looked at her pretty young face, I was amazed, but I guess I shouldn't have
been. The women at this school weren't your average run of the mill women.
Each was beyond special. They all bordered on the unbelievable.

"I've gotten up to ninety-five percent, Wanna see?"

I nodded yes. I did want to see that. Heidi quickly reset the gauge to
ninety-five percent and then gritted her teeth and started to pull. It wasn't
easy, and the chords came out ever so slowly, but she did it and when she did,
she flashed me that big smile of hers again.

I shook my head in disbelief and quickly moved on. I was afraid she might hand
me one of the chords again. As I walked away she yelled, "Wanna wrestle later?
I need a partner."

I turned and yelled, "Sure!" and regretted it almost immediately. The women
here thought I was very athletic. I didn't want anything to change that
illusion.

I turned back around and Uma was next up on my tour. She was hitting the body
bag incredibly hard working up a good sweat. I watched her for a minute
completely amazed. When she hit the bag, I could picture her breaking someone
up with those punches. It was almost frightening. I didn't think a
professional heavyweight could hit any harder.

Finally, she stopped and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

"Sure," I answered back.

She collected another set of gloves, which were laying nearby, and slipped
them on my hands.

"Let's see what you got," she said provocatively.

I had hit a bag before so I was no novice. I started slowly but I quickly got
into the flow of it. I could tell from the sound the bag was making and the
way it moved, that my blows were far less dynamic than Uma's. I just wondered
what she was thinking. She wasn't offering any comments while I hit the bag.

When I stopped five minutes later, I was sweating profusely and totally out of
breath.

"Not bad," she offered. "With practice you could be quite good."

Then, as she started to hit the bag, she asked, "Are you going to the fights
tomorrow?"

I told her that I was.

"Good! I'll be fighting tomorrow ... ... ..Tell me what you think, afterwards?
... ... I could always use pointers."

Then she stopped hitting the bag and winked at me.

I nodded and moved on, but I had to wonder if she was kidding? Uma was even
more of a mystery to me than the others. It was hard to see where she was
coming from.

I moved over to Yoki and she was doing a martial arts routine on the mats. I
didn't bother her. She was totally focused in on her moves, and I knew better
than disturb her at that time. I just watched her for a few moments and then
moved on.

That left Jordyn and the women I didn't know who was giving her a vigorous
message. That really looked good I thought. especially, if it was administered
by such a beautiful woman.

As soon as I walked over, Jordyn introduced us, "Ben, this is Inga ... ..She's
the keeper of this place and she gives the greatest messages you can imagine.

I said cordially, "I believe it!"

"Have her give you one after your workout. You'll sleep like a baby," Jordyn
assured me.

"I just might take you up on that," I said as I walked on.

Finally, I strolled back over to the ring as Taylor was climbing through the
ropes.

Pam bent down through the ropes and asked me, 'Wanna spar a couple of rounds?
It's a great cardio workout."

Some red flags should have went up, but my male ego got the best of me and I
said , "Sure!"

By this time, Rollie was walking over along with Yoki, "Rollie yelled up to
the ring, "Pam? ... ... ..Be careful!"

And Pam motioned back at her with a careless wave of her hand.

As I slipped the gloves on, I wondered if Rollie was concerned about me. That
just made me more determined. I was a man, and I wanted to test myself and be
tested.

Most of the girls gathered around the ring to watch the show. I heard someone
yell, "Time!" And then we were moving towards each other.

We started off slowly, For some reason, she seemed slower and she didn't seem
to be hitting as hard as before. I held my own easily enough through most of
the first round and then we clinched, "Don't worry she said, I'll go easy on
ya."

After the clinch, I feigned going to my right like I had done most of the
fight and went to the left and hit her with two solid jabs that landed right
on the kisser and caught her by surprise.

Everyone clapped outside the ring. I think it made Pam angry. Then as someone
yelled, "Time!" I said softly to Pam, "Don't worry I'll go easy on you."

She stared at me, across the ring, the whole time we rested while I cursed my
stupidity. That old male ego had reared it's ugly head again, and now as I
looked at her steely-eyed expression across the ring I genuinely feared for my
life.

We tapped gloves and I offered an apology, "Sorry!" I said and I meant it.

My plan was to stay away from her for the last round, but plans don't always
work out. Especially, when your a fighting novice like I was.

When someone yelled, "Time!" She flat out bull rushed me throwing haymakers
from every direction. I blocked some, but enough got through to put me on the
complete defensive. Finally, she hit me with a left right combination that
knocked me clean through the ring ropes right into Rollie's strong arms.

As Rollie held me in arms, Pam quickly stuck her head through the ring ropes
and apologized.

"Sorry! I guess I got in a lucky punch!"

I shook my head and said, "How about seven or eight!"

That brought laughter from the other women as Rollie gently lowered my body to
the mat. As my head cleared, she continued to fuss over me which wasn't all
that bad. All the other girls gathered around to see if I was hurt as well. I
was groggy but I quickly realized that everything was still working and I had
come through the experience none the worse for wear, but I was certain my
unfounded reputation had taken a serious battering.

Rollie helped me back to my feet while she glared at Pam who gave her a shrug
like she was genuinely sorry.

When I was back on my feet, "Rollie asked in a concerned voice, "Are you OK?"

"Ya," I joked, "That was my escape defense in action."

My joke broke the ice and everyone started to breath a little easier including
Yoki and Rollie. I motioned to Pam with both my hands clasped like I was fine
and she acknowledged me in the same fashion. Then Rollie was steering me in
the other direction.

After a slight rest and a vigorous message from Inga, I was feeling a lot
better and worrying less about my damaged reputation. Then Heidi came over and
asked, "Ready to wrestle!"

Before I could answer, I heard her whisper to Rollie, "I'll be careful!"

There went my fragile ego again. I was determined to make a better showing. I
don't quite know why I felt that way. Last night, I couldn't take a teenage
girl or her two teenage friends.

This time no one gathered around. I think they were purposefully staying away.
I didn't mind, I was focused on my gorgeous spandex clad opponent.

I was having a lot of fun and so was Heidi as our little tussle progressed. It
was more playful then athletic. Still, I knew I was overmatched from the very
beginning. Maybe, I realized that when she lifted me onto her shoulders and
spun me around and then very gently dumped me to the mat. We were both
laughing when she pinned me for the tenth or eleventh time. I'm not sure of
the number, I lost track along the way.

Finally, she lifted me into her arms and carried me back to Rollie who laughed
when she saw me.

"As promised," she told Rollie, "He's none the worse for wear."

Rollie laughed and then took me into her arms. I couldn't believe how strong
all these women were.

"Maybe, he's had enough," she said looking at me.

I was beginning to realize that Rollie was a leader, and that the other
teachers seemed to follow her lead.

Then she told the other girls, "Let's hit the showers."

That sounded interesting. Rollie never put me down as all the other girls
followed her into the locker room laughing and joking as they went. I was
still the center of attention. Rollie may have been all of five foot three,
but just like all the rest, she had no trouble carrying me.

When we got to our lockers, Rollie set me down and said, "Now, don't you go
away."

Where was I going to go? Besides it was starting to get interesting as the
girls peeled off their sweaty clothes. I first looked one way and then the
other trying to take it all in as mountains of female flesh came spilling into
view.

"I think he likes what he sees," Yoki joked as her and the other girls watched
my expression. When they were all naked they came over and Heidi said
mischievously, "Now it's your turn!"

I put up a good-natured fight, but they all ganged up on me and several of
them held my arms while others pulled my briefs off. Everyone was laughing and
joking when my assets popped into view.

"Uhhhh!" Inga sang out when she saw my hardware.

"Sit back stud, and will do all the work," Taylor chimed in.

Then Taylor lifted me up cradling me in her strong arms, and started walking
towards the sauna. Some of the other girls ran ahead to get the sauna ready,
and I was handed over to Jordyn who was already in the huge bath. She lifted
my body up and over the lip of the sauna right into the hot water.

Then Jordyn sat down and placed me on her lap as she sat in the sauna. The
water felt great and Jordyn didn't feel bad either. Soon all the other girls
were gathered in a tight bunch around me.

Like before, Rollie took charge.

"OK girls, give Jordyn some room. You'll have a shot at him in due course.

As the girls frolicked around me, Rollie asked, "You don't mind do you?"

"Well, you girls are kinda rough," I said in jest.

That brought around of cat calls and boos from all the girls. A few minutes
later I was passed to Pam who grabbed me and said, "I'm sorry sweetcakes if I
was rough on you in the ring. Maybe, this will make up for it!"

Then she pressed my face into her large soft breasts. I got a mouthful of
titty and was loving it.

"Heidi yelled over, "Hey Pam, don't kill him with those forty five's of yours.
They were huge, my face completely disappeared in those round globes. She had
her hands behind my head and she was squashing my face into them. I could
barely breath, but I really didn't mind. Grabbing my hair she lifted my face
up and kissed it savagely. Sometime, during the night I had lost all pretense
of being able to defend myself and now the girls weren't holding back either.
At some point I had ceased being a colleague and now I was an object for their
sexual needs

The girls passed me back and forth dunking me from time to time and playing
with my body in a very rough manner. They frolicked screaming and yelling and
having a very good time with their bathtub toy. There wasn't much I could do
about it either. All the women here were obviously much stronger than I was,
and they all knew it too. So there went the illusion of my athletic prowess.

By this time, I was a bit groggy from all the womanhandling, and the girls
continued their game of passing me around from one to the other. Heidi was
next up and she just grabbed me, and without much effort, lifted me into her
arms. Her brand of fun was to wrap her long luscious legs around my middle as
I laid my face on her breasts.

"Maybe this will revive him," Heidi joked as she sprinkled drops of hot water
onto my face from her fingers even as she gave me little love squeezes from
her thighs.

"Girl's your too rough!" I said and this time I meant it, but all the girls
laughed like I was joking again.

Heidi got real close to my face and started to talk in baby talk, "Is the big
bad girl hurting the wittle baby?"

Then she squeezed me even harder with her thighs, and kissed me roughly just
like Pam did. Taking my head she dunked it underwater for just a second.

"That will wake him up!" she told the other girls.

Then I was passed along to the next women in line who happened to be Inga. She
set me between her legs and vigorously started to rub the back of my neck.

It was a little rougher than I remembered from before and I spoke as she
rubbed causing my speech to be broken.

"G..i..r..l ... s ... .l ... e ... t.. m ... e.. r..e..s..t..a..bit."

"Rollie saw my haggard look and she said in a concerned voice, "Girl's maybe,
he's had enough initiation for one evening."

In response, Inga lifted my body clear out of the water with just her arms and
said, "If he isn't enjoying himself, then why is his popachi hard?"

All the girls broke out into laughter at the sight of my raging boner.

I didn't no the word she used, It must be the Swedish equivalent to some of
our slang words for penis.

I was passed a few more times around the sauna and each girl had a unique and
special way to roughhouse with my overmatched body. By the time I got to
Rollie, she kissed me gently and just let me lay next to her and recover.

Who's for the steamroom?" Heidi remarked.

Of course they all were as long as I was going and I really didn't have a
choice. Uma draped me over her shoulder, swatted my behind, and carried me out
of the sauna while the others followed close behind.

The steam room was turned on high as we sat all huddled together.

"Your in for a surprise, Yoki joked, as we all sat there and the steam filled
the room. I was glad for a slight reprieve from all the girlhandling. I needed
a rest, and the steam did feel great.

"There's nothing like a cold shower after a hot steam. It's so invigorating,"
she informed me.

That didn't sound all that great to me, but I had lost any say some time ago.
Rollie said the girls wanted to meet with me in a more informal setting, and
you couldn't get any more informal than this.

As the room got interminably hot, the girls squeezed even closer. I didn't
mind, I think their bodies were the only thing keeping me from keeling right
over.

Finally, two of the girls went to turn all the showers on. This time, I was
given over to Yoki who carried me while I sat on her waist and wrapped my legs
around her middle. Her arms were under my butt for support and my arms were
around her neck, and I hugged her close as she walked with her package to the
showers.

I had given up caring how it all looked. I was with the Justice League or the
Super Friends or something. These women were just unbelievably strong with a
very dominate side to there nature. I think they were all use to being in
charge where men were concerned, and they each had the talent and muscle to
make any man submit to their will.

There was music playing, when I was carried into the shower. I screamed when
the water hit me which brought laughter from all the women, but soon I got
used to it. This time, the ordeal became more sensual as I was passed from
women to women. They'd kiss me tenderly while they held me in their arms like
a mother might hold a small child, and then they would slow dance with me or
just hold me in their arms under the spray. This was an unbelievable
experience. I soon became as hard as a rock again despite the cold water.

This time I spoke, "Girl's you're all so incredible! I can see what your doing
here, but I'm just a normal guy. Why did Ms.Vangilder hire me, a man.

This time it was Rollie who may have had some insight. Maybe, you're here to
make all of us happy."

I had never thought of that. It could just be true, but why me?

"Finally, as Heidi slow danced with me as my legs were wrapped around her
middle, she told the group, "You know he really has broke our boredom, we
should do something for him."

That got a positive response from all the women and what they did next just
blew my mind, and something else as well. Uma took my feet and Inga my upper
body and they lifted me clear over there heads while Yoki vigorously played
with my penis. It was a real mind blower and I was spouting in no time.

Afterwards, I was completely exhausted, but as the girls helped dress me, I
asked cautiously, "Uh! Katia is sort of territorial so I wouldn't be telling
her about tonight."

As usual, it was Rollie who answered, "Well, you belong to all of us, I don't
think Katia has any prior claim."

I panicked when I heard that. I had this vision of Katia going completely
insane so I groveled a bit, "Please!" I asked nicely.

"Only if you promise to join us, here at the Rack, at least once a week,"
Rollie countered.

She had me, but I said, "Doesn't Kate come here too?"

"Just on Tuesdays and Thursdays," Yoki replied. "You can join us on Monday's
and Wednesdays."

I wanted to scream NOOOOOO! but I refrained. I didn't think my body could take
two days a week of this, but the girls clearly had me so I had to reluctantly
agree.

As the girls dressed me, Rollie looked at her watch and I realized it must be
close to the curfew.

"Can you walk for the cameras?" she asked as she helped me to my feet.

I nodded that I could.

Then she whispered into my ear so only I could hear, "Wait to you see me
fight, tomorrow ... ... .I'm going to be fantastic, just for you."

And then she helped me out the door as she told me the obvious, "Ben, you've
had one hell of a night!"

To be continued ... ...