i had challenged Mistress Christina to a wrestling match and felt confident that i would emerge ever victorious. After all, i had been a high school champion back in
the day. i stood in the middle of the room in my wrestling trunks waiting for Mistress Christina to arrive. The door opened and she walked in wearing a black fishnet bodysuit, black leather thigh high boots and black opera length leather gloves.
i thought to myself there was no way she could win this match dressed like that. We met in the middle of the room and i extended my hand to wish her good luck. BIG MISTAKE!!!! She quickly grabbed my arm and swiftly kneaded me in the groin. i crumpled to the ground in agony. She then fell on top of me, crashing her elbow into my chest. i was gasping for air when suddenly i felt my head caught between her powerful thighs. She looked at me and said "This will teach you to challenge me!!"
She began to squeeze my head and I could feel myself loosing air quickly. After about a minute, i blacked out. When i awoke i found myself sitting on the floor facing the huge wall mirror. My feet were shackled and my arms were securely tied behind my back.
Mistress Christina walked into the room and put a chair behind me. She then proceeded to sit down and wrap her powerful thighs around my neck while sticking her stilleto boots firmly in my balls. She then lit a cigarette holding it firmly in her leather gloved hand and then proceeded to cover my nose and mouth with her other gloved hand.
She took a long drawl on her cigarette, smiled and said "Do you see how effortless this is for me?' 'I can do whatever I want with you and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it.'"
i was in no position to argue, so i watched myself being completely at her mercy as i though to myself it will be a real long time before i challenge her again.
by slave wimp
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