Regina's Lesson

Regina arrived at the Jiu-Jitsu dojo, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and nerves. She had been eager to return, drawn by the magnetic pull of Regina, and the memories of their encounters in the locker room. As she entered the room, she spotted Regina, who was leading the beginner class. Regina's eyes met Brandi's, and for a moment, there was a charged, unspoken communication between them.

"Alright, everyone, let's get started," Regina said, her voice commanding and authoritative. The class fell silent, and Brandi could feel the weight of their collective attention. Regina began to demonstrate the first move, a simple takedown. "To execute this, you'll need to get close to your opponent, and then grab their arm, pulling it across your body while simultaneously driving your hip forward," Regina explained.

Brandi found herself standing in front of Regina, the instructor's hands on her shoulders. "Now, Brandi, let's put this into practice. Pretend I'm your opponent," Regina instructed. Brandi's heart raced as she followed Regina's instructions, her body moving in tandem with the instructor's. Regina's grip on her was firm, and Brandi could feel the heat of her body as Regina took her down.

Regina demonstrated the move on Brandi again, slamming her into the mat with brutal ****. "You're patheti, Brandi. You'll never get this. You're too weak to learn Jiu-Jitsu," Regina spat, her words laced with misogyny. Brandi lay there, pinned, feeling her body respond to Regina's touch. Brandi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn't deny the arousal that wept between her legs.

The takedown was more successful the third time, rattling Brandi's teeth, and Regina's reaction only worsened. "You're a disgrace, Brandi. I can't believe you even showed up here, you worthless piece of shit," Regina yelled, humiliating her in front of the other students. As the class continued, Regina continued to **** Brandi. The other students watched, some with confusion, others with a hint of amusement.

Regina straddled Brandi, feeling the student's body beneath her. Regina's eyes locked onto Brandi's, and the intensity of the moment was almost unbearable. As the class continued, Regina's verbal **** grew more intense, but Brandi found herself craving it. Each degrading comment, each humiliating order, only fueled the fire that raged between them. The class eventually ended, but for Brandi, the true lesson had only just begun.

Sensei Bruce approached Regina after the class, a concerned look on his face. "Regina, I need to talk to you about something. A few of the students have expressed their concerns about how much attention you've been giving Brandi during the classes."

Regina raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. "And what exactly have they said, Sensei?"

Sensei Bruce hesitated before continuing. "Well, they feel that you're spending all you time on her, and treating her very roughly. It's making them feel left out and a few felt things became inappropriate."

Regina considered the situation for a moment, her mind racing. "I see. And what do you suggest I do about it, Sensei?"

Sensei Bruce said "I am considering the possibility of moving Brandi up to the expert class. That way, she won't take away any of the attention from the other beginners."

Regina's eyes narrowed as she looked at Brandi, who was packing up her things, "That's an option, but I'd prefer to stay after hours and give her private lessons. That way, we can ensure she gets the attention she needs without taking anything away from the other students."

Sensei Bruce spoke. "If that's what you think is best, Regina, then we'll go with that. But we'll need Brandi's agreement, of course."

Regina nodded, her eyes still fixed on Brandi. "I'll speak to her." Brandi finished packing up her things and made her way to the exit.

Regina approached her, her voice low and commanding. "Sensei Bruce suggested that I stay after hours and give you private lessons. What do you think about that?"

Brandi's heart raced as she looked at Regina, her mind whirling with possibilities. "Whatever you think is best." Brandi's voice trembled slightly as she cast her eyes down. Regina couldn't help but feel a growing desire for Brandi, the young woman's eagerness and vulnerability stirring something deep within her.

Regina smiled, pleased with Brandi's response. "Excellent. We'll arrange for the private lessons, and I'll speak with Sensei Bruce to inform him of your decision." Brandi nodded, her eyes never leaving Regina's. The thought of spending even more time with Brandi, teaching her in intimate, private lessons, filled Regina with a predatory sense of anticipation.