Billy returns home, defeated.

Billy followed Karen's instructions to the letter. Cleaning the kitchen gave him plenty of time to think about his most recent defeats.

His arms were sore and tender; they'd taken a battering from Carly and Lucy, and Karen had nearly dislocated both of them while she was pinning him to the floor with her sexy foot.

His brain still felt rattled from Carly's multiple heavy punches and Lucy's surgical knockout blow. Luckily, Karen hadn't decided to beat him up tonight. There was no way he could have put up any sort of fight. He was very thankful she'd given him until Friday to be back at her house, because he was going to need every second of Thursday to recuperate.

Billy left $40--all the cash he had--for the pizza he hadn't been allowed to eat. Then he locked the door behind him and left.

Now he had to go home and possibly face Heather, or Anna, or both.

But luckily, when he got home, neither of them seemed to be there. Billy took a shower, trying to forget all the humiliation he suffered that day, but ended up fixating on it even more. His cock got hard as he thought about Carly's firm butt bouncing as she dominated him. He tried to take his mind off and put it on something else, but it landed instead on Lucy's concerned face as she knelt over him after his accidental knockout, her hand brushing over his abs.

His mind wandered some more, to Selena. Karen still wanted him to train her, it seemed. He thought about her slender, willowy build. Her total lack of experience. Would she be able to beat him too? Surely not, if he had time to recover. But in his current state...?

She'd probably kick his ass.

Billy came unexpectedly, grunting in surprise as his cock started spurting jizz all over the shower walls. Apparently the thought of Selena unjustifiably beating him up was what did it for him now...

After his shower, Billy massaged himself with a foam roller and played some video games, and grabbed a snack from downstairs. Still no sign of either Heather or Anna.

When he got back upstairs and resumed playing video games, he saw he had a text message on his phone from an unknown number.

"thanks for sparring with me today!"

Billy assumed it was Carly, since he already had Lucy's number. He had barely started typing a response when another message came in.

"can't believe how easy it was to beat u XD"

Fuck. Billy's cock was getting hard at the humiliation Carly was dishing out. But he didn't want her blabbing to others about this, so he had to set her straight.

"well i went easy on you based on how our last match went. you did good though!"

Billy waited for her response, subconsciously jacking his increasingly hard cock.

"nice try lol. i legitimately OWNED you XD"

She wasn't falling for it. She could tell he'd been trying hard but had come up short. Billy texted her back one-handed, now jerking his cock at full strength.

"believe what u want, but if u think i'd go 100% against a girl, you're crazy"

Dots appeared on his phone screen and stayed there for a long time. Carly was writing something long, it seemed. Billy was about ready to go to bed, but he had to finish this conversation and do something about his rock-hard cock.

"oh pleeease u didn't have any qualms about going 100% a couple years ago when u beat me up to get me to leave the club. i have a better theory: you weren't ready for me. u thought a girl could never beat u and u were 100% wrong. i came into your gym, played by your rules, and absolutely HUMBLED you XD!!!"

Carly's humiliating messages, complete with crying-laughing emojis, were bringing Billy close to the brink. And everything she was saying was true. Well, except for one thing.

"um played by my rules? i seem to remember you KICKING me in the stomach just when i was getting the upper hand..."

"oh come on! first of all that was just reflex. second of all, if one little kick was all it took to turn the tables on u, then u must be more of a pussy than i thought!!"

"Guuhh!" Billy grunted as he came again, just as explosively as the first time that evening. He cleaned up and got ready for bed, but then he saw he'd missed one more message from Carly.

"only one way to settle this if ur not willing to admit i'm better than you ;).........REMATCH! and this time we should do it tournament style...no coach to step in and save you from me bahahahaha"

Billy really didn't want a rematch with Carly. At least not in public. He ignored that last text and went to sleep.

But he didn't stay asleep long. In the middle of a dream, he was woken up by what he slowly realized was his bedroom door opening.