Mixed Battles
Mixed wrestling, 330 pictures 1920x1080 (Full HD), completely CFNM, no blood.
I never liked firing anyone but Ingrid just was not getting the work done. I called her into my office to give her the bad news. She surprised me by saying that she really wants to keep this job and she is willing to fight me to continue to get paid. This put me in a difficult situation because Ingrid is very beautiful and my secret fantasy was to have a woman beat me up. What to do? I asked her if she had any experience fighting and she said she sometimes got into fights with girls, but never with boys. I asked if she really thinks she can fight me and win. She said, if that is what she has to do to keep her job, she will give it her all.
I admitted that her offer surprised me and excited me. I agreed to meet her in her home next Saturday. We entered a room where the furniture was pushed to the side, giving us room for our fight. We stripped down and I really admired her body in black leotard and leather boots with stiletto heels. That sight and the thought of what she was about to do to me made me aroused. She told me to get naked and I agreed because her sexy sports outfit made me feel this girl's superiority, looking at Ingrid in that gymnastic attire I felt a wish to obey her and allow her to do anything that she wants.
We put up our fists and to judge her ability I decided to stay on defense and let her throw the first punches. Her fists pounded into my arms and then into my belly. One of her powerful punches sunk deeply into my belly. As I tried to recover she noticed my erection and said it looks like I enjoy getting beaten up by a girl. I was wondering if I should deny it when her boot crashed into my balls. I cupped by sore balls, bowing to her. She said with a smirk that when we worked together she often dreamed of doing this to me, and now her dreams were coming true.
I put my hand on her breasts, at first to push her away, but then to gently squeeze her breast. She said "You bastard!" as her fists and kicks pounded away at my face and my body until I fell to the floor after well pointed kick in the groin delivered by merciless leotard-clad girl. She said "I won't let you touch my breasts even through my fighting suit".
When I stood up again she said "I am surprised at having been able to beat you up so thoroughly just with one swift kick you in the balls. I should have beaten you up months ago. Are you afraid of me yet, whimp? Based on the beating I just gave you, I guess I get to keep my job. Now we will wrestle to see if you will give me a raise. I bet you will."
This gave me a reason to try to win today's fight but she was just too good a fighter. Just one graceful movement of beautiful girl's leg forced me to admit my defeat soon. Swift kick in the balls sent me down to the floor and she got a superior position. Her long bare legs squeezed me. They really rocked my world. Her beautiful body in sexy highcut leotard was also a distraction. She was applying various wrestling holds and I was struggling just to try to keep alive. I was feeling weak. I was in pain. After I realized my hopelessness in this fight, I started crying. One more punch from her small fist to my balls made me helpless. She got on top of me, teasing my erection with her lycra leotard, and began slapping my face repeatedly. It made me cum right on the crotch of her sports outfit that teased me so hard.
She said "I won't let you damage my favorite fighting suit. Lick it cleam now!". With that she stradded my face and I had no choice but obey her.
When she was fully satisfied with my licking, we agreed that she will get a raise.
I can't imagine how she will behave when we get back to the office, with both of us working together and both of us knowing that she had humiliated me and she could beat me up at any time, and in any place where this sadist chose to prove the superiority of her fists and the inferiority of my body to deal with the pain that she dishes out.
She won because she had experience fighting, I never fought before, I thought of all women as weaker than any man, this made me overly confident and I made a mistake agreeing to fight naked and letting the girl feel superior in her fighting suit. Her body in sexy leotard also distracted me, her ability to fight shocked me, her confidence grew when she noticed the effect of her punches on me, her punches and kicks caused me so much pain that I was unable to think clearly, and soon I was totally helpless to defend myself against the beating I received from her.
She knew "this weak naked man is mine, to do whatever I want to do to him. First I will teach him to be afraid of me and to always obey me. Next I will explore my sadistic side and see how much pleasure I can get from my fists and kicks causing him pain. I am doing things to him that I only dreamed of doing when we were in the office together with him as my boss. He was my boss but now I own him and he is becoming my slave."
