Tina recovers from her loss

It was only a few days since Tina’s total submission to Samantha. Their submission match still weighed on her head. Not the results of the match itself, (she knew she had taken her friend lightly and paid the consequences), but the consequences that she had been treated to. She had never completely given herself over to someone else like that before. It was foreign to someone like her who was used to being in control. Even now, that novelty thrill lingered with her. There was no thought required, no debating pros and cons, deciding what was best, she just did what she was told and in a perverse way, she enjoyed it.

When Sam introduced Tina to WSW, the yoga instructor had only looked at things from the winner’s perspective. You beat your opponent, then you dominate them. While that was enjoyable in its own right, it always gave her the mentality that you couldn’t lose or you would suffer the humiliation of submitting.

She did feel the shame of having to bend down to someone she had constantly conquered before, but even that gave her a sense of thrill that she had not experienced prior. It was then that Tina realized that there was more to losing a match than just suffering the consequences. Both sides had their perks. There was a simplicity to just doing what you were told to please someone else.

This opening of the mind made Tina itch for another shot. If she had a WSW match with an equal, it could go either way and that unknown was exhilarating. Her heart was pumping just thinking about it. The only issue was she didn’t know any submission wrestlers other than Samantha and she felt it would be too soon to ask for a rematch.

Tina scanned the studio as she stood stoic in front of the mirrored wall of her classroom. She was in the middle of her yoga class as her mind had been wandering back to her and Sam’s naked bodies writhing around on the floor of this very same room.

She snapped back to reality to do her job.

“Raise your hips higher, Ami,” she instructed, moving over to guide her student.

Lightly touching the young woman’s body sent a shiver down Tina’s spine. The last time she touched another woman it was pussy to pussy with her toy dragon cock shoved deep inside her. She bit her lower lip at the memory. She needed a release soon or she was going to be too distracted to do any more instructing.

Tina’s eyes wandered some more until if fixated on the slender young Chinese woman stretched out on the blue mat in the middle of the group. Tina would have loved to correct her posture, but Daxia always posed herself perfectly. She had been a top student back in school and was an avid fitness enthusiast. Her high standards meant she didn’t make mistakes. Tina had to content herself to just admiring the other Asian’s tight, round ass as it contorted to her yoga position.

Daxia glanced up at Tina, catching her stare. Tina looked away quickly, focusing on her other students. Daxia gave a small smirk and held her pose, waiting for Tina to steal another glance before teasingly waving her ass in the poor instructor’s direction. She had become increasingly aware of Tina’s interest in women the more she attended the yoga instructor’s classes. She would notice lingering stares at her body from time to time and enjoyed the attention. Even though she was into guys, it was nice to be appreciated by the fairer sex as well. In fact, it was one of the reasons she kept attending the classes. She got a little thrill from making Tina squirm during classes and tried to sneak in a little tease whenever she could.

Tina was well aware of Daxia’s seduction. They were good friends and that put Tina in the tease zone. She also knew that the temptress was already seeing someone and not into girls, which made the situation all the more frustrating. Still, she was not about to kick a paying customer out of her studio, especially when she still got a little show every now and then.

This time, however, the temptations were weighing on her, adding to her obsession over submission wrestling. She imagined getting Daxia into a WSW ring. The exotic beauty would look good in a submission bikini, based on how well she fit in her skin tight yoga pants and halter top.

Daxia caught her staring again and Tina had to look away in shame. Tina counted down the minutes until the session was over to keep her mind from sinking into more deprivations.

After class, Daxia stayed behind, waiting for the others to leave before asking Tina, “Are you free tonight?”

“Tonight?” Tina asked, picking her head up from her broom to look at her client. “I’m open. Why? Are you asking me out?” she joked.

“Maybe…” Daxia replied with a naughty grin.

Tina paused, feeling her heart skip a beat. She knew her friend wasn’t serious but even the faintest hint of it being a possibility made her quiver. She managed to collect herself well enough to ask, “What’s up, Dash?”

“Your shipment has arrived!!” Xia smiled.

“You got my stuff!?” Tina smiled back. Daxia had a side business selling fitness apparel. Her designs were stylish and comfortable which made them one of the few things Tina was willing to brand and sell at her fitness studio.

“I have the samples in my car. You can approve them tonight and I can have the full order in by next week!” she told the gym owner.

“Alright!” Tina smiled. They had been discussing graphics for her studio as well as fabrics so decisions would need to be made before she could get her fitness wear on the market. “Bring them in!”

“In here?”

“No, we can go up to my place and check them out,” Tina replied.

By the time Tina had swept up the studio, Daxia was back with the samples.

“Mind if I take a quick shower?” Daxia asked as she placed the box of samples on Tina’s counter. She had a gleam of sweat over her light skin and her outfit was looking damp.

“Of course! This way!” Tina replied, taking the box with her as she guided her guest inside. They headed up to her place where Tina pointed Xia to her bathroom. She then laid the box of goods on her coffee table to look through. She pulled out different tops and pants, sorting through them and picking out the designs that she liked. She was partial to the black and pink color combo, but the cut pattern for the yellow pink set seemed more vibrant. “Hey, Dash, is it OK if I try these on?” she called out over the hiss of the running shower.

“Go ahead!” Daxia’s muffled reply came through the bathroom door.

Tina and Dash had shared locker rooms before and were close enough friends that they were comfortable dressing and undressing in front of each other. Tina stripped off her instructor outfit and pulled on the black and pink number. She walked into her bedroom to check herself out in the mirror.

“Looking good!” Daxia purred, coming into view of the mirror behind Tina.

Tina turned around. Daxia was in a towel and nothing else.

“Now for this other one, you mind trying it on?” Tina asked, holding up the yellow and pink outfit.

“No problem!” Daxia replied, dropping her towel to pick up the gym clothes.

Tina couldn’t hide her stare this time which made Daxia smile even wider. Tina loved having a straight friend who wasn’t afraid to show off her body. Daxia fit into the yellow outfit and stood next to Tina, checking out her butt.

“Damn… you look so fine!” Tina uttered, openly staring.

“You’re not so bad yourself!” Daxia quipped back, glancing down at her friend’s butt.

If Daxia wasn’t into guys, Tina would have jumped her right then and there, but she was used to this sort of teasing. She sighed as she looked between the two outfits. “I wish I could afford to get both.”

“Well, think of it this way; If you sell enough of one of them, you can make a new order for the other one!” Daxia suggested.

“I like the way you think!”

They giggled and Tina went out to the living room to peruse the samples some more. “Can I get you a drink?” she offered as she left the bedroom.

“One of your fruit smoothies?”

“Strawberry or mango?”

“Surprise me!”

Tina returned with drinks in hand to find Daxia distracted by something. She came in quietly to surprise her guest, then realized what her friend was looking at. Her eyes widened in shock and horror.