The seminar comes to a close…

The rest of the seminar was just shameful.

Billy had completely lost the moms’ respect. And who could blame them for their reactions? He’d been battered and just about KO’d by an untrained older woman. He had actually admitted that she outboxed him. What could he possibly have to teach any of them?

It was delicious for Tanya. Seeing the crowd turn on Billy. Seeing him so **** to win back their respect and admiration, but only humiliating himself further with how hard he was trying.

This was so much better than just knocking him out. Watching him squirm as his legacy, his very aura, crumbled to dust right in front of him. His seminar was a joke. Even these moms weren’t impressed with him anymore. They had arrived enamored and amazed by him, and now, they were barely paying any attention at all. Ignoring the drills he tried to set up, hardly listening as he spoke to them all. It was a mess. An embarrassing, shameful mess.

At one point, Tanya saw Billy nervously approach two of the moms. He had asked everyone to get into partners and practice a technique he has just demonstrated, but these two were just lounging around, chatting loudly.

“H-Hey… You need to participate…” he tried, awkwardly.

One of the pair just glared at him for the interruption. The other lifted an eyebrow, looking amused.

“Oh? Did you say something?” she teased.

“You need to… If you’re not going to participate, you should just leave.” Billy said, louder now, trying to sound firm. The moms just laughed. Laughed right in his face.

“Make us,” the first mom taunted. “See what happens.”

She locked eyes with Billy in a silent challenge. After a few seconds, he just turned and walked away, backed by a chorus of mocking laughter.

“Oh my god! I think you scared him off!”

Tanya thought it was perfect. Just perfect. Watching Billy deal with the fallout of his unexpected, humiliating beatdown was thrilling like nothing else. It was even better than she had hoped for - watching him struggle to regain the respect he’d lost. Watching him fail, be rejected, be disregarded. It was the perfect medicine for all that endless, irritating praise she’d seen heaped upon him on the school’s website.

Billy didn’t dare approach Tanya for the rest of the seminar… But she would still approach him, from time to time.

“Little fucking scrub,” she had growled into his ear as she walked past him, to greet a mom on the other side of the gym. Billy couldn’t help but shudder at her quiet words, spoken just for him. He just felt so… Dominated. So owned.

“Billy, dear,” Tanya said, approaching him during a demonstration. She loved the way he jumped at the sound of her voice. “Are you feeling tired? You’re slurring your words…”

A cruel, mocking smile crossed her lips. Oh, how she fucking hated this boy. How sweet it was to ridicule him so openly, without fear of repercussions. As long as she had these hefty gloves on, she could keep him totally docile. She had him pinned.

“N-No, I’m just…” Billy trailed off, staring into her confident eyes. A gleam sparkled within them. His own eyes were wide and shiny, looking like a prey animal. Feeling like one, too.

“Ugh,” a mom groaned from the crowd, growing bored of the extended silence. “We get it. You’ve got a crush. Can we get on with it?”

“Oh!” Tanya laughed, not taking her domineering eyes off of Billy. The rest of the moms joined in, giggling and laughing at his expense.

“W-What? No, I- I don’t-“ Billy sputtered, finally taking his wide doe eyes off of Tanya and looking around the crowd. They just kept laughing. No longer was he a strong man with a boxing championship in their eyes - now, he was just a young boy with a crush on a mature older woman.

Tanya revelled in his desperation. She was happy to feed into this rumor, as much as she hated him. She loved the way he squirmed.

“I’m sorry, dear,” she spoke apologetically. “I didn’t mean for you to fall in love with me.”

“I-I didn’t! I’m- you-“

Tanya gave him a mocking, sympathetic look as laughter sounded around her. His arguments died in his throat. He knew they would be no use anyway.

“Wow, Tanya. You actually tamed him,” a mom joked. “How hard did you hit him?”

Another round of laughter. Billy was beet red. All he could do is stare up into the confident, victorious eyes of Tanya. She didn’t take her eyes off him for a second, smirking. She wanted to drink this all in. Every panic. Every embarrassment.

“I… I’m not… You didn’t… You didn’t make me… I…”

Tanya’s eyes were hypnotic. He decided not to bother arguing. It would feel too much like lying.

“Gooood boy~~” she purred, as his protests trailed off into nothing. “Don’t fight me. Don’t even bother.”

The seminar had a small break halfway through. Once it was over, only a few moms bothered coming back. Billy could tell it was because they pitied him. Because they didn’t want him to feel bad that his class had just left. Despite the kindness of those remaining milfs, it was hard not to feel bad when his class of almost thirty moms had been reduced to just four…

Eventually, Billy finally threw in the towel. This was pointless. The seminar was a failure - Tanya had beaten him. He was ready to call it quits.