Mindy, Fantasy Session Wrestler in Dancers, Part 2: “Comeuppance”

By Gark

Events were shaping up nicely. I’d slipped into the observation room at Gloria’s dance studio unnoticed as the departing adult dance students filtered by. Gloria had been distracted by one of her students, and Tammy must have been in the locker room. So, it was a simple matter to go unseen. I sat down and waited for events to unfold. I was pretty sure there’d be a confrontation, but who could be 100% certain. But if things did happen, I knew that Gloria was ready. But who knew whether Tammy had any wrestling ability??

When Tammy was slow to reappear from the locker room, I became more certain than ever of what was to come. Finally, the last female student went out the door, leaving just Gloria & Tammy. It took only a few seconds for Tammy to appear. She wasn’t wearing a leotard, instead dressed in a long gray sweatshirt tied at the waist & extending just below her butt, plus red knee-high stockings - definitely not a dance outfit! And, was she even wearing underpants? I didn’t think so - yipes!

I could see it coming… the two of them… and I was getting very aroused as I watched the confrontation unfold! Tammy slowly sauntered over towards Gloria, who finally looked up from some paperwork at her work-desk in the corner.

“Hi Gloria… looks like everyone else has cleared out.”

“Not now Tammy. Can’t you just let whatever it is that’s bothering you go for just one night?” Gloria added roughly.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tammy smirked nastily before continuing. “By the way, where’s your girlfriend tonight? You know… Mindy! Will she be cumming again tonight?”

The changing expressions on Gloria’s face said it all. She was absolutely mortified… and then enraged! “You dirty sneak!” she shrieked. “How dare you??? You were in the observation room last week!!! How could you???”

Tammy continued, nonplussed by Gloria’s outrage, gesturing towards my hiding place in the observation room. “You know, you really should be more careful who’s in there before having your little sex games.” My heart suddenly rose in my chest… would I be discovered? Then Tammy looked back at Gloria, saying huskily, “You know, Mindy really doesn’t look at all like me…”

Gloria looked like she was getting her backbone up, noting the way that Tammy was dressed. “Mindy won’t be here tonight,” she said threateningly. “It’s just you and me… all alone.”

“Don’t try to scare me… I know what you really want… I saw everything last week. I’d be happy to hold you down and make you lick my pussy!”

Gloria responded, unmoved by Tammy’s rough manner. “You might be surprised at what I want… But I’m willing to give it a try… if you are. By the way, have you ever wrestled before?”

Tammy replied flippantly, “No, but it doesn’t look very hard… especially against you. I saw how easily Mindy beat you… and how much you liked it on bottom!”

“For your information, Mindy is my wrestling instructor… almost no one beats her. Maybe you should reconsider,” she informed Tammy, with little conviction, luring Tammy on.

“No way!” she cried. “Let’s not waste any more time! I saw you… you weren’t that good!”

Tammy then grabbed one of the exercise mats, dragging it towards the mirrored wall. Gloria got up quickly and grabbed a mat, too. Soon the two of them had a large padded area ready.

“I’m gonna enjoy whipping your sorry ass, and having you pleasure me,” Tammy taunted. “Hey, you wanna just strip off our clothes now… my pussy’s already hot and raring to go. You can lay down right over there…”

Tammy at the Handrail

Gloria was clearly enraged, barely holding herself in check. “Yeah, okay, right, whatever you say…” Then she grabbed at Tammy’s sweatshirt by the collar, ripping it wide open, exposing her breasts and crotch in one swift maneuver, pushing her over against the mirrored wall. Tammy definitely had no undies, as her neatly trimmed puss came into view.

“Slut!” Tammy yelled, enraged as well, grabbing Gloria’s leotard, ripping it to shreds about her waist.

“Yeah, whatever…” Gloria said more calmly now, peeling off the remaining pieces of her leotard and dropping her tights to the floor.

Tammy peeled the remaining shards of her sweatshirt away and tossed them to the side. But the red knee- high stockings remained. “Cold feet,” she offered simply with a shrug of the shoulders.

“Yeah right… you’d better not get cold feet… but that’s not a bad idea.” Gloria ran over to the desk and grabbed a pair of white stockings from a drawer, and slipped them on from a standing position, one leg at a time, perfectly balanced… not wavering in the least. With a look of complete self-assurance, Gloria walked back towards the mat, now sporting a pair of white, knee-high stockings, and nothing else… the same as Tammy, other than the color.

“Dressed alike… me red and you white… how sporting…” Tammy sneered. “Like I said, I’m gonna enjoy whipping your sorry ass and having you lick my hot, wet pussy.”

Gloria and Tammy began to circle each other slowly on the mat, Gloria appearing much more at ease than Tammy. Gloria finally replied, “You have no idea what you’re in for… We’ll see who lick’s who’s…”

Tammy’s face dropped, losing her composure momentarily. Then she recovered, but not with as much bravado as before, saying, “You can’t have learned that much in one lesson… except maybe how to let Mindy sit on your face… and squash your boobs…”

“Just keep telling yourself that… Maybe it’ll ease your suffering… Oh, and by the way, I’ve had over a dozen lessons…” Gloria scoffed.

My hand was on my clit. I’d rarely witnessed such a display of trash talking… and it was making me hot with anticipation! Finally the two women shut their mouths, a clear enough signal to begin.

Tammy started things off by lurching at Gloria, trying to bowl her over. Gloria easily sidestepped the attack, grabbed one of Tammy’s arms and twisted it behind her. Then she snaked the other arm around Tammy’s neck. Tammy squealed in pain, clearly startled by the turn of events. Gloria worked her around the mat in a standing position, Tammy screaming and cursing as Gloria increased the pressure of the hammerlock. At one point, Gloria forced Tammy’s chest against the mirror & her crotch hard against the handrail, and then used her pelvis to crush Tammy’s crotch against the handrail. This continued for about a minute, and then unexpectedly, Gloria released Tammy, shoving her away.

I couldn’t believe my ears when I heard Gloria snicker, “You see what you’re up against, now, Tammy? Wanna pack it in… you know, be a quitter?” I knew Gloria didn’t want Tammy to quit… she was egging her on… getting some payback for all those insults in the past.

“Aaarrrggghhh!!!” roared Tammy, suddenly lurching at Gloria again. As before, Gloria again sidestepped neatly, slipped behind her and clamped a full nelson upon her. “Ooooohhhhh… aaaaahhhhh,” Tammy squealed in pain. This time Gloria wasn’t so merciful, maintaining the hold for several minutes and taking the time to again smash Tammy’s breasts against the mirror, before releasing her once again.

I couldn’t believe it. When I’d wrestled Gloria last week, the two of us fully trained wrestlers, it was more like a brawl. Now tonight, with Tammy more inclined to brawling, Gloria had reverted to wrestling, albeit with some punishment thrown in. I was very proud. Gloria was in complete control… demonstrating it by releasing Tammy yet again.

“Ready to give up yet, Tammy?” she teased. But at least Tammy had the good sense not to charge at her again. And, she didn’t give up, either. Instead, Tammy moved cautiously towards Gloria, trying to gain ground one way or another.

Tammy must have remembered last week’s test of strength, and how Gloria had not fared very well against me. She held out her hands high, and Gloria responded. Soon they were locked in a more equal struggle, trying to gain some advantage over the other. I marveled at these two exquisite women, nearly identical in physical form, other than Tammy’s slightly larger breasts. But their long legs, muscular thighs and asses were evenly matched. And as it became evident, they were both weak in the upper body, neither readily able to gain much advantage in the test of strength. If it hadn’t been for training, the match would probably have been about equal. I knew Gloria was teasing Tammy… just leading her on… demoralizing her… until it was time to humiliate her!!

Soon, Gloria moved in closer to Tammy and their breasts began to squash together. Tammy didn’t look so sure of herself, now beginning to realize the erotic nature of their duel. Her face said it all, but Gloria had been there before, and knew what to expect. Gloria slipped her foot behind Gloria, unbalancing her momentarily. Tammy’s back was soon against the mirror wall, and Gloria was smashing herself against Tammy, squashing Tammy’s 34B’s flat. Gloria’s thigh snaked in-between Tammy’s legs, applying a reciprocating motion against her crotch. Tammy sighed heavily, uncertain what to do, overcome both physically and erotically.

But Tammy wasn’t the only one overcome with eroticism, fingering my own clit slowly for the time being. I had discovered a streak of voyeurism deep within my soul!! But my eyes were focused on the scene on the other side of the mirror… the two women locked in an equal, but unequal struggle.

Tammy tried to flip Gloria around, but she had no idea how to gain any leverage to accomplish her goal. Tammy struggled vainly as Gloria had her way with Tammy’s puss and boobs. I almost felt sorry for Tammy… but not really. She deserved a good pummeling! Then, as usual, Gloria let her go, backing away for the time being and letting Tammy recover for a few moments.

“Had enough yet, Tammy? Wanna just lay down on your back and give in??” Gloria taunted.

A tear welled up in one of Tammy’s eyes, realizing her eventual fate. But to her credit, she replied, “Not yet… I’m not giving up yet…”

“Well, I’d hope not! We haven’t even been down on the mat yet. How about we continue on our knees?” asked Gloria contemptuously.

“S… sure,” replied Tammy uncertainly. “Maybe I can get you once we’re down.”

I knew she had no hope kneeling or standing. Gloria had the far superior talent. Tammy waddled uncertainly towards Gloria, futilely searching for some way to even the score. Suddenly, her hand shot towards Gloria’s crotch, trying for an erotic advantage. But Gloria’s hand quickly snaked between Tammy’s legs, and soon Tammy was upended and on her back, both fighters losing their crotch grips upon the other. Tammy twisted away from the advancing Gloria and onto her belly. Gloria quickly mounted her, plopping her finely chiseled ass squarely upon Tammy’s finely chiseled ass. I nearly melted at the sight!! My finger commenced to more rapid stroking! It was a hot position they were in!!

But Gloria wasn’t content to just sit there. She grabbed both of Tammy’s arms at the wrist and wrenched them upwards and backwards for a double armbar… or perhaps a surfboard hold. The two holds were so similar, and it was hard to tell from here. What I’d have given to be closer to the action!!

At any rate, Tammy was in a lot of pain, squealing like a banshee, pleading with Tammy to let her go. But all it gained was a slight reprieve, as Gloria momentarily released some of the pressure, before applying it again. Gloria was systematically taking Tammy apart… methodically humiliating the belligerent woman!

After a few minutes of this, Gloria again released Tammy, who slowly staggered back to a kneeling position, only to find a find a strong, unspent Gloria awaiting her. Tammy sneered and lurched desperately at Gloria, perhaps hoping for the element of surprise, or something. But it didn’t work as she went crashing back to the mat, this time landing in a vicious figure four head scissors. Gloria was using a goodly variety of holds, and I was impressed with my student. Tammy was helpless, again squealing in pain, her long muscular legs flapping around to little effect, begging Gloria for mercy. Again, Gloria relented by releasing some of the pressure momentarily, before increasing it again. There was very little fight left in Tammy, who was openly sobbing now. Gloria released her after several minutes, and Tammy lay there very still, sobbing.

“Well, what do you think Tammy?” Gloria asked premeditatedly. “Ready to pack it in… ready to flick that tongue for me?”

“Aaaahhh…” was all Tammy could say.

“That didn’t sound like a ‘yes’, so I’ll assume you want to go on. I’ll tell you what… Don’t let it be said that I never gave you a fair chance. Right now, if you want, I’m willing to let you put a leg scissors on my waist, provided I do the same to you, too… a mutual scissors lock if you will… my legs against yours in a ‘squeeze-off’… Are you game?”

“Sure, Gloria. I’ll give it a try,” replied Tammy, suddenly showing some life. “I’ll test my legs against yours!”

God!! What a mistake!! Gloria had Tammy at her mercy!! Why would she risk being locked up in Tammy’s very muscular thighs. I knew Gloria couldn’t hold out in the hold for long, as evidenced clearly last week. But then, Gloria’s thighs were very muscular, too.

The two women both pulled their stockings back up to knee level, and then slid towards each other on their sides across the mat, face-to-face in a sort of ‘69’ position, except that their were legs wrapped around the other’s waist. It was a very gutsy, and very hot move! Soon the two women began to squeeze, harder and harder… ever harder… applying more and more pressure to the other’s waist. They rolled back and forth over the mat, trying to gain some sort of advantage, sometimes red on top… and sometimes white. I could see their asses and thighs grow taut, and the two of them were soon grimacing in pain as they squeezed each other ever harder… squealing and shrieking in protest! My finger began stroking very rapidly now, and my breathing became very rapid!

How could Gloria have let it come to this? But then… how could she not have? It was an exquisite test between the two of them. I knew Gloria wouldn’t be able to hold out very long, but what about Tammy? Thankfully, the answer was soon forthcoming.

Tammy released her legs from Gloria’s waist. “Please, please! Release me! I submit! I submit” she cried.

“Are you sure?” asked Gloria. “Are you ready to pleasure me?”

“Sure, sure… anything you want, anything at all,” Tammy replied, clearly a defeated and demoralized woman, resigned to her fate.

Gloria released Tammy, and to her credit, Tammy willingly rolled over upon her back, awaiting Gloria’s ascension. Gloria pulled her stockings back up to her knees before straddling Tammy, whose stockings were disheveled about her ankles. Then Gloria slowly inched her way upwards from Tammy’s waist until she was sitting with her ass upon Tammy’s 34B’s. Tammy’s hands reached for Gloria’s breasts, fondling and flicking pleasantly upon Gloria’s nipples. Tammy was totally beaten, her only thoughts towards satisfying the woman who had totally dominated her.

But Gloria wasn’t quite ready for the finale, saying, “Okay, Tammy. Time to make a few promises.”

”Ummm. Okay… but please don’t kick me out of dance class!” she pleaded. “I’ll reform! I’ll do anything! But don’t kick me out!” she sobbed.

Obviously, Tammy was thinking of last week’s enactment between Gloria and myself, and didn’t want to be kicked out of dance class. But what a surprise! Just what was going on between these two?

“All right, all right, but with a few conditions,” Gloria continued.

“Sure, sure, anything at all,” Tammy pleaded.

“Okay. First, you have to lose that attitude of yours,” Gloria told her forcefully. “You’ll conduct yourself like a lady in my presence… you’ll treat me and everyone else here with respect… and no talking back!”

“Done… fine!” she sobbed. “What else?”

“You’ll take wrestling lessons from Mindy so we can do this for real, instead of the slaughter we had tonight.”

“Like a rematch? You want to have a rematch?” Tammy asked incredulously.

“Yup. Get some lessons. Meet me as an equal… and see who’s on bottom next time.”

“Okay, I agree,” she said, finally done with her sobbing. “Anything else?”

“Yeah, just one thing… treat me like a friend,” Gloria replied, slipping her hot, wet pussy forwards towards Tammy’s flickering tongue.

“Mmmpppfff. I’d like that,” Tammy managed between breaths. “Mmmpppfff. We can be friends…”

That was too much for me, and the voyeur in me was quickly overcome. I exploded right there, having great trouble muffling my orgasmic screams. One hand was on my clit while the other was covering my mouth! I slid off the chair, convulsing wildly upon the floor. I recovered as quickly as I could, but it was several minutes before I calmed sufficiently. Then I looked back out through the one-way mirror. Gloria and Tammy were caught up in their wild eroticism, and facing away from me. I slinked quietly from the observation room, opened the entry door noiselessly, and then shut it just as noiselessly. Unfortunately, a squeaking stair-step spoiled my silent escape, but maybe they hadn’t heard. Well, so what. I didn’t think either of them would mind.

I opened the car door, plopped down in the seat, totally exhausted. I’d been through a lot tonight, and I hadn’t even wrestled! I fired up the engine and put it in gear, thinking about tonight’s events, grinning from ear to ear. If I wasn’t mistaken, I’d soon have a new client… and wouldn’t that be nice… nice indeed!!

The End (at least for now)