Spar class

With a name like 'spar class' on the list of todays classes, you almost wished they meant it as a bathing house for you to go take a quick soak and relax in, alas when you made it to class and saw all the training mats and fighting equipment you knew it was a pipe dream. With a sigh you sit in your seat, this time you're next to a smiling Anna who is more than happy to see you, you wink at her as the class starts. At the front of the room is a fit looking woman with blond hair tied up in a bun and fire red eyes, her body shows a lot of well defined muscles but without sacrificing her womanly figure, she had a strong a well toned amazon body with thick thighs, shapely ass and D cup breasts.

"My name is Ava Song, and I'm your first year sparring teacher. I don't teach sexists in this class, if any of you feel like sexually assaulting students in my class then you're out, I'll refuse to teach you. This is a sacred ground where warrior clash with one another to hone their skills and strengths and cover for their weaknesses, if I see any of you exploiting other students in a sexual nature then that's it for you." Ava preemptively scolded the room, just to set the tone. She looked like a strong woman that knows what she's about, you could respect that.

"Men and women both come to this place to become warriors, we are equals under the roof of this institute, I don't care about whatever shit hole you grew up in that felt like it was ok to treat women as if they were second class citizens, in here my word means just as much as my male peers. Is that crystal fucking clear?!" Ava bellowed, you found yourself straightening up your back subconsciously.

"Now pair up and wait for my command to begin." Ava motioned with her hand as she looked at student sheet she held in her hands. Your first thought was to look to Anna, however Cery had pulled her away from you and over to her own mat, Cery seemed to stare daggers at you all the while. She wouldn't try to hurt Anna because of last night, would she?! Before you're able to go over to their mat and talk to Cery, Ava's voice rang out towards you.

"Mr. Strong, I see you've yet to find yourself a partner." She chuckles in a sinister tone. "Usually that means that you're the strongest in the room, if that's the case you'll be facing me." You audibly gulp, Ava is rather scantly clad, and her body type is pushing all the right buttons for you, this might end dreadfully given the speech she just made about sexual harassment.

You walk over to her training mat and ready a combat stance your father head beat into you - quite literally. You weren't the best hand to hand combatant but you knew the basics, and you felt like you knew most of the holds. Ava gave you a once over and made a noise showing she was displeased.

"You're too hunched over, and your legs are too close together and what are you doing right your right hand, do you want to shake hands before we fight?" She joked, your face grew a shade of a red as you were being chided. You do your best to fix all of the problems she pointed out. "Better but not quite perfect, never mind you'll get it over the course of the year I promise you." And with that she brought a whistle to her mouth and blew, signalling to the other students to begin sparring. "Begin!" and with that she was off.

Ava came for your legs first, with her right leg anchored back she sweept your dominant foot with her left, you saw what she wanted to do right off the bat and lunged forward with the leg she wasn't aiming for and straight for the leg she had anchored down, while momentarily stunned from your target of choice, she quickly regained tactical superiority by rerouting the foot she had jutted out to wrapping around the leg you had thrust out to challenge her footing, and with that momentum she tussled you to the ground and attempted a sleeper hold. You wriggled out of it as you were taught to in basic combat training and the two of you regained composure.

"While that was a nice counter attempt, you were naive enough to believe that my attacking foot could not be used to defend. In fact there was a number of ways to stop that attack, I just happened to show you the easiest." Her educational words had a sort of irksome effect in the end, however you kept your ego in check - you were here to learn and if that meant taking a verbal lashing here or there to steer you in the right path was necessary then so be it. A calm soldier is a soldier who gets to go back to his family, or so the peasant saying goes.

Deciding that you'd take the initiative this time you go for a sweeping back heel kick from the floor, however this was clearly childs play for Ava who merely jumped over your foot like she were playing skip rope. As you were getting up from the ground Ava came from above with a knee kick, blocking it with your hands you were brought to the floor, this time Ava managed to get you in a **** hold. As she's **** you out you feel her bust press up against your back and her legs wrap around your mid section. You could think of worse ways to go, deciding it best to tap out instead of pass out, Ava released you.

"Going for the ground has its strengths and weaknesses, but trying to get up when I'm right here isn't a good strategy as you just witnessed, when I have the high ground I can punish you by forcing you to the ground, and from there I can just **** you out and utilize tactical advantages rather than feats of strength. As a man you have around 30% more muscle mass than me, but that doesn't mean you'll win - if you know the human body even a weaker opponent can subdue a stronger opponent." Ava then clapped her hands, signalling to the other sparring combatants to come to a stop.

"Many of you are perhaps wondering why you have to fight with your bare hands in my class, I should clarify that this class will turn into sparring with weapons later on in the year, for right now you all need to learn the basics. On the battlefield you're not always gonna have your weapon on you, you might have it knocked out of your hands, you might be taken prisoner, theres gonna be a million scenarios where you might not have your weapon of choice with you - what happens then?" She asked, looking around the room, no one seems to answer her so she continues.

"Well obviously your left with your bare hands and your own body, you all need to be able to protect yourself until you can find your weapon or get a replacement. While The Fallen are so to speak the risen undead, they still have a need for oxygen, they can still be choked out, and so this class for the start of the year is all about how you can survive a scenario where you lose your weapon." Ava tightened the bindings around her knuckles.

"Alright, change partners and begin sparring. Move it people!" After your previous display and with the knowledge that you're still wearing your training bands the students that had seen your fight against Jack were less scared to partner up with you and someone else partnered up with Ava. You'd have to ask her to perhaps tutor you one on one some time, for the purposes of training of course, why else would you want a well toned jungle beauty to bind and squeeze herself to you? Ahem.

The rest of the lesson went well enough, you couldn't seem to partner up with Cery or Anna but the partners you did get your bouts seemed to go rather evenly, you learnt a lot of new techniques and tactics and at the end of the days lesson you felt like you were a better overall fighter. As you left the class room to get your half hour break before next period, you couldn't seem to find Cery or Anna anywhere, you shrugged and went to the cafeteria to get some much needed food.