Chapters tagged femdom

by Alya

Chapter 8

The bell rang. Instead of starting with a fierce attack, Ellie approached me calmly and playfully, testing the waters with simple jabs that we exchanged while keeping our guards up, all while I was distracted by her vanilla scent. “*I’ve been watching you closely,*” she whisper...

by Alya

Chapter 8

**The bell rang.** Ellie was hopping on her tiptoes, her gloves raised, in a perfect, textbook stance. She looked enthusiastic, full of life—just like I used to look before I knocked everyone out all too easily. I raised my gloves. I tried to look menacing and serious. She thr...

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Chapter 9

I stepped away from the ropes, moving slowly, exaggeratedly. I threw a lazy jab aimed at her shoulder—she dodged it easily, just as I’d taught her—but I let the follow-through swing wide, my glove grazing the side of her breast, pushing her bikini strap aside. “*Hey!*” she laugh...

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Chapter 10

I returned to the corner, trembling, my cock still throbbing and my whole body aching from the pleasure I’d just experienced. But the match wasn’t over. We waited for the automatic bell to ring; about thirty seconds later, I staggered back toward the center. Ellie seemed to alre...

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Chapter 11

“*No…*” But her body betrayed her, clenching tightly around my fingers as the orgasm swept over her with a shrill scream that echoed throughout the gym. She slumped against me, trembling, her hand still clenched around my penis. I held her close as she came down, now gently, my...

by Alya

Chapter 11

“*No…*” But her body betrayed her, clenching tightly around my fingers as her orgasm swept over her with a shrill scream that echoed throughout the gym. She collapsed against me, trembling, her hand still clenched around my penis. I held her close as she rode out that moment, my...

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Chapter 12

Round 3. -------- Ellie moved slowly from the corner, measuring every move, her bare breasts glistening with sweat, her golden gloves raised and ready. She was frustrated and determined; she wanted to regain control of the match and finish it in this round. She lunged forward w...

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Chapter 13

I could feel her weight shifting on top of me, her hips continuing to move in slow, languid circles, her inner walls still quivering around my now-exhausted penis. She was savoring her moment of fulfillment, murmuring sweet, possessive words into my neck, her golden gloves tangle...

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Chapter 15

There was a girl at our gym named Gia. She had dark skin, long, flowing black hair, big dark eyes, and full, inviting lips. She was almost as tall as me and had a killer figure, with perky breasts and a big, firm butt that drew your eyes with every movement of her muscular thighs...

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Chapter 20

This match was different from the first one—very different. To start with, everyone was expecting a simple sparring session, a demonstration of everything we’d shown that afternoon. Ellie’s friends were cheering her on, but their cheering was clearly over the top—more for fun and...

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Chapter 10

**Round 2** ----------- The bell rang. I was still trembling from the orgasm she’d wrung from me, my shorts soaked and clinging to me, my legs unsteady. Ellie wiped her glove on my shorts and hopped backward on her toes, her bare breasts moving in rhythm and catching my eye. A...

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Chapter 9

His opponent was a tall girl named Tiffany, with long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, chubby cheeks, and a dazzling smile, and long bangs that covered her green eyes. She was tall and slender—even athletic—and dressed like a cheerleader, perhaps because she was one. Her vo...

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Chapter 10

As the match was about to begin and the countdown ticked away while the characters made their entrance, Tiffany made yet another offer to Toby. “*Hey, do you want to roleplay the match?*” “*W-What do you mean?*” “*I mean, these two are in love and they fuck at every match—we e...

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Chapter 11

By the start of the fourth round, Toby was done for. The orgasm had completely drained him, and he still hadn’t recovered. Tiffany’s giggle filled the room, and her gaze rested on the loser she was destroying. She was having so much fun that she wanted to keep the little show g...

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Chapter 5

I spent the next hour in a sort of confusing fog, while I too ate dinner with my mother. I don't remember what she asked me and what I said, I only remember that I couldn't get the image of an Aubrey dominating me on the carpet and in front of everyone out of my mind, with my ero...

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Chapter 12

Aubrey struggled in the first round of her match, ending it down 5–6 against a short, stocky twenty-year-old named Peter that I'd never seen before. Until then, most matches had been relatively clean, with neither the men nor the women attempting deliberately erotic tactics. Tha...

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Chapter 15

Rebecca lunged at me as soon as the referee gave the signal, I did the same. But before I had time to do anything, she grabbed my wrists and shoved me backward. I tried to catch her around the shoulders, but she slipped to my side, locked her arms around my waist, and threw me o...