On the Mat

"Alright, class, that's it for today," Sensei Bruce called out, his voice booming through the dojo. The students, including Brandi and Regina, began to gather their belongings, chatting amongst themselves as they made their way to the exit.

"Well, that was a workout," Brandi panted, wiping the sweat from her brow. "I can't wait to do it all again next week."

Regina, a sly grin spreading across her face, placed a hand on Brandi's shoulder. "I have a feeling we'll be doing a lot more than just Jiu-Jitsu tonight, Brandi."

Brandi's eyes widened as she realized what Regina meant. "You mean... we're going to do it again?"

Regina nodded, her voice low and seductive. "Yes, Brandi. I want you to strip for me right here in the dojo."

The other students began to file out, the room slowly emptying. "But, Regina, what if someone sees us?" Brandi whispered, her heart racing.

Regina leaned in close, her breath hot on Brandi's ear. "Don't worry, they're all gone. Now, take off your clothes, Brandi. Let me see every inch of your beautiful, sweat-soaked body." Brandi hesitated for a moment, her mind filled with lust and desire. She knew she shouldn't, but the thought of pleasing Regina was too much to resist.

With a shaky hand, she began to unbutton her gi, slowly peeling it off her body, revealing her black sports bra and tight, form-fitting spandex shorts. Regina, her eyes never leaving Brandi, could feel the heat between her legs growing. "Now, the rest, Brandi. Don't make me be cruel." Brandi bit her lip, her breathing growing heavier. She reached down, unzipping her shorts, and let them fall to the floor, leaving her completely naked. Regina gaze raked over Brandi's supple, sweat-slicked body.

Regina, her eyes never leaving Brandi's exposed form, slowly began to undo the belt of her own gi. "We need to work on your long game. Let me show you a few techniques." Brandi, her heart pounding, watched as Regina slipped out of her gi, revealing a skimpy black lace bra and matching panties. Regina's body was a work of art, her muscles toned and her skin glistening with sweat. She stripped out of her underwear as well.

"First, we'll start with the front kick," Regina said, her voice smooth and confident. She demonstrated, her leg snapping out in a powerful arc, her foot stopping just inches from Brandi's face. "You need to keep your balance and maintain control when you kick, Brandi. It's all about precision and power."

Brandi, her mind a whirl of lust and desire, tried to concentrate on Regina's words. She took a deep breath, her muscles tensing as she imitated Regina's movements. Her kick, though powerful, lacked finesse, her foot landing on the mat with a heavy thud.

Regina, a sneer spreading across her face, approached Brandi, her hand gripping Brandi's chin. "Disgusting. You're a pathetic excuse for a fighter. Keep practicing, and maybe, just maybe, you'll improve."

Brandi, stung by Regina's cruel words, tried to hide the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. She watched as Regina demonstrated several more kicks, her body a fluid, powerful machine. Brandi could feel her arousal growing, her pussy wet with desire.

"Now, let's move on to the roundhouse kick," Regina said, her voice low and seductive. She began to demonstrate, her leg whipping around in a graceful arc, her foot slamming into the air with a loud, resounding thud.

Brandi, her mind a haze of lust, tried to focus on Regina's movements. She took a deep breath, her muscles tensing as she launched into her own roundhouse kick. Her foot connected with the air, but it lacked the power and precision Regina had just displayed. It wobbled, and Brandi's foot landed on the mat with a loud thud, her balance faltering.

Regina, a smirk on her face, stepped closer to Brandi. "You're hopeless, you know that? You'll never be a fighter, Brandi. You're just a clumsy, lust-filled mess. Let's spar for a bit, so you can see how bad you are." Regina, her body a work of art, stood poised and ready. She lunged forward, her foot snapping out in a powerful front kick. Brandi, caught off guard, barely managed to deflect the blow.

Regina, a predatory grin on her face, stepped back, her eyes never leaving Brandi. She launched into a series of kicks, her movements fluid and powerful. Brandi, her mind a whirl, struggled to keep up, her body taking the brunt of Regina's blows. A roundhouse kick, delivered with deadly precision, slammed into Brandi's left breast, the **** of the impact sending her reeling back.

Her nipple stung, and she could feel the warmth of a bruise beginning to form. Regina, her eyes never leaving Brandi, continued to deliver blow after brutal blow. A front kick, aimed at Brandi's cunt, connected with a loud, resounding thud. Brandi, unable to hold back a cry of pain, stumbled back, her pussy aching from the impact.

Regina, relentless, continued her onslaught. A side kick, delivered with a wicked smile, slammed into Brandi's right breast, the **** of the blow causing her to gasp in pain. Brandi, her body battered and bruised, could barely stand. Her cunt and breasts throbbed, and she could feel the wetness between her legs. Her arousal, fueled by Regina's cruelty, only seemed to grow with each blow.

Regina, sensing Brandi's weakness, stepped forward, her foot connecting with Brandi's cunt with a loud, sickening thud. Brandi, unable to hold back a moan, collapsed to the mat, her pussy aching and her nipples hard and sensitive. Unable to hide her humiliation, she felt hot tears streaming down her face. Her pussy ached, and she could feel the wetness between her legs.

She couldn't understand why she was so aroused, but Regina's cruelty and her own inadequacy only seemed to fuel her desire. Regina, noticing Brandi's discomfort, decided to take matters into her own hands. She stepped forward, her hand gripping Brandi's chin once more. "But maybe, just maybe, I can help you with one thing." Brandi, her heart racing, could only stare into Regina's eyes as the powerful woman leaned in, her lips brushing against Brandi's.