Discussing future engagements

Monica eased Tina onto the ring mat. Tina’s eyes were glazed over as if she had been knocked for a loop from a fight. She stared at the ceiling, chest heaving up and down. Monica grinned. She felt a form of accomplishment from rendering the once veracious fighter into a sex fueled stupor.

“I think that’s enough for now…” Monica said, laying next to Tina. She idly unstrung the bindings while Tina recuperated.

Tina was a little disappointed that things were ending, but she realized that she was feeling spent after that last orgasm. As she felt her arms and legs loosen, a different sensation of freedom washed over her. She idly stretched and rubbed herself where the ropes had held her snugly. She relaxed and spread over the mat, picturing herself as a puddle, and let out a satisfied sigh.

“So?” Monica asked, coiling up the silk cords, “How was it?”

“It was eye opening!” Tina replied. She turned to look at Monica. “I've never felt anything like that before! Being submissive I mean…” She held her tongue before revealing any more, but soon realized that she was fine telling Monica everything. She felt comfortable sharing her feelings with the amazing brunette after what they’d just gone through. She went on, “OK, so, usually I’m the one taking charge, right? I’m used to being the boss and I’m used to winning, but after I lost to you, I was like, “OK, well, I guess I have to do what she says,” like it was going to be a chore or something. But, then you took charge and… and… for some reason, I don’t know if it was the way you did it or what you asked, but it all felt amazing! You told me what to do and I didn’t have to fight it. Like my only job was to do what you told me to and I didn’t even have to think about it, I just had to listen and obey!”

Monica smiled. She had been on both sides of the prize round and found benefits to each outcome. She stayed silent and let the neophyte continue.

“You had my heart beating out of my chest! I didn’t know what to expect! It was exhilarating!” Tina went on. “And… the match before that? All of it pushed me to a place I never knew existed before now! It was all so new! I was just along for the ride, but what a ride! Those were the most intense orgasms I’ve had in my life!”

Monica chuckled. She thought back to her early days of discovery and how WSW had opened her eyes and mind to her own sexuality and desires. She never would have rode Tina so hard if she didn’t think the woman could take it, but from their match, she could tell that the younger competitor would be willing to grind it out and was rewarded for it in the end.

“I hope this won’t be the last time we have a match together then!” Monica replied. "There’s plenty more where that came from!”

“You know it won’t be the same the second time around,” Tina told her. Monica frowned and tilted her head wondering what she meant by that. “I know your moves now! I’ll be ready for you next time!” Tina explained. Monica smirked.

“I didn’t show you ALL my moves!” she retorted.

“Well, then we definitely have to do a rematch!” Tina replied. “I want my turn being the domme!”

“Hey, I saw your moves too! I’ll be ready for what you throw at me! Don’t think just because I’m retired that I don’t have anything to teach you… ” Monica shot back. She then thought about what she said and asked, “Say, would you be interested in joining the wrestling club? I know you’re already well trained in martial arts, but you could pick up some of the nuances of submission wrestling there.”

“Is that the club that Sam is a part of?” Tina asked. “Because, if the others are her level… I don’t want to sound conceited, but I don’t think I’d pick up much from that group.”

Monica nodded slowly. “I suppose you’re right. You need higher caliber sparring partners…” Another notion quirked her mind. “So, what about joining the real thing? I think you’ve got what it takes to jump right into pro WSW competition!”

Tina blinked. “Me in one of those WSW vids?” she asked.

“Yeah! The whole reason I’m running the club is to drum up new wrestlers to join the league! You’ve already got the credentials behind you and you know the rules for the most part. I think you’d fit in well,” Monica said. “You give Piper a face smothering and tell her I sent you!”

Tina grinned and laughed at the thought. “That would be something! I’ll think about it!” She got up and handed Monica a towel to wipe down. “In the meantime, why don’t you take a shower? I’ll clean up this mess since I did lose.”

Monica was directed upstairs to Tina’s living area where her bathroom was located. The former pro didn’t realize how much grime and sweat she had built up on her body until she ran it under the shower. She was slippery and slimy from sweat and cum which washed away with the running water.

As she washed, Monica thought about Tina joining WSW. She felt like the expert martial artist would take the league by storm. Even if Monica beat her tonight, she knew that it would only be a matter of time before Tina figured things out and could outdo the wrestling vets.

The idea of her bringing in a prospect that could achieve that sort of success excited the wrestling club advisor. She wondered if she could mold the other girls to be just as promising or if she had found a diamond in the rough with Tina. She really did nothing more than scout the talent in Tina’s case.

Monica left the shower feeling refreshed and eager to push forward with the wrestling club. She returned downstairs wearing one of Tina’s towels. She found Tina putting away the wrestling mat, having already mopped up their mess on it.

“Well, I should be off. Thank you for the match and everything!” Monica said. “We should keep in contact. I’d really like to introduce you to the WSW ladies.”

“Thank YOU for the match,” Tina replied. “I’m still thinking over that offer, but there was something else I could do for you…”

“What’s that?” Monica asked, dropping the towel to put her swimsuit back on. There was no modesty between them after their wrestling session. Although, there was a little bit of regret in choosing to wear nothing but a bikini and a trenchcoat to the meetup. She was going to have to go home in this, in the middle of the night where the air had gotten quite chilly.

“I know someone who might do well joining your wrestling club!” Tina said.

Monica perked up and turned to Tina, “Oh? Who might that be?”