Teacher's Pet by Ronin

At eighteen Karen dropped out of high school. Most of her teachers were
just as happy to see her leave. She had been disruptive in classes, and
was always getting into fights. Most of these fights involved other girls
whose boyfriends had been seduced by Karen.

Most of these fights involved other girls whose
boyfriends had been seduced by Karen. Most of the
other girls feared and hated the big blonde beauty.
No male was safe around her. She loved getting
attention from the boys. Short skirts and tight
sweaters with fishnet stockings were her usual
apparel. In warm weather she would show as much skin
as possible.

She loved getting attention from the boys. Short skirts and tight
sweaters with fishnet stockings were her usual apparel. In warm weather
she would show as much skin as possible.
Her school résumé read, in part, "Karen tends to be a bad influence
on the other students, bringing out their baser natures. " All in all, not
many people at Hugh Hefner High school were sorry to see her go.
She found a job shaking her money-maker at a sleazy strip bar at the
wrong end of town. She moved in with Tex, one of the bouncers at the
club. They had a good sex life.
They rented a loft in the poorer side of town. It had plenty of space.
Tex was an amateur boxer. Karen got him to teach her the basics. She
thought it would be a good idea for her to know how to take care of herself.
They had fun sparring. Tex told Karen she was very good. She believed
him.
One day, Karen found a flyer in the locker room of the club. It was
advertising for girls to participate in a night of foxy boxing. The
promoters were offering good money; $"000 for any girl willing to step
into the ring, $5000 for those who won their bouts;. Karen figured she
was a cinch to win. She signed the paper without the slightest hesitation.
Ms. Laura Henderson was the physical education teacher at Karen's high
school. She was a well respected member of the faculty. She was also an
absolute knockout. At twenty-seven, she had the body of a Greek goddess.
Her hair was the color of wheat. Her eyes were the color of the sky.
Most of the male students had wet dreams about her. The male teachers had
fantasies as well. Some said she resembled Farrah Fawcett or even Marilyn
Monroe. Not much was known about her life outside school. Ms. Henderson
was the soul of propriety. Some thought her to be too prim and proper for
her own good. She never dated any of the other teachers. She certainly
never went out with any of the students. Most people assumed she lived
quietly with a husband or boyfriend. No one knew her deep, dark secret.

Karen was excited. She was standing in the locker room of a new club.
She was wearing a blue bikini, cross-trainers, and boxing gloves. As
she admired herself in the cracked mirror, she pitied the girl they would
be putting up against her. She and Tex had been training for the past
three weeks. She had worked on the heavy bag every day. They had run five
miles a day. She was in the best shape of her life, and looked it.
Karen was glowing with health. She had never felt so good, nor been so
beautiful. She was going to take her opponent apart. She had no doubt
about it. An older woman entered the locker room.
"You're on next, Honey. " she told the novice boxer.
Karen quickly checked herself one more time in the mirror, and headed
for the ring.
"You ought to be flattered. " said the old woman, "The champ never
took on a first-timer before. "
That stopped Karen for a moment.
"Wait," she said, "I'm facing the champion tonight?"
The old lady nodded, "She asked for you special. "
All of a sudden, there was a small lump in the pit of Karen's stomach.
Why would the champ want to fight her?Who was the champ?
"When you say champ," she asked nervously, "do you mean of the club?"
"Yep," the old woman replied, "she beat twenty-two other girls to get
the title. That one is a real wildcat in the ring. She almost always
wins by knockout. Sometimes, she likes to play with the other girl a
while, sort of like the way a cat plays with a mouse. "
Karen gulped. "She asked to fight me?"
The crone nodded. "She has the owner of this place wrapped around her
pretty little finger. " she said, "He does whatever she asks him to do. "
There was an impatient noise from the crowd in the club.
"You'd better get out there. " the old woman said, "The boys are
getting restless. "
Karen started for the ring. She showed no apprehension as she strutted
around the small arena. She waved and smiled at the crowd of mostly
drunken men. They cheered her with wolf whistles and "Hubba Hubbas". Tex
was in the house. She blew him a kiss, then climbed into the ring.
"In this corner," the announcer proclaimed, "entering the ring for the
very first time, weighing 1"7 pounds, and with the measurements "8-"8-"6,
Killer Karen!"
Suddenly, with a blast of ear-splitting music, a figure approached the
ring. The new-comer was wearing a black silk robe. The hood on the robe
was up, obscuring the face of Karen's opponent.
"And now, coming into the arena," the announcer continued,
"weighing 1"0 pounds, with measurements "8-"7-"6, and a record of ""
wins, no losses, and no draws, the club champion, LETHAL LAURA! "
Two scantily clad young women followed Lethal Laura to the ring. After
she entered her corner, the two pretty girls took off her robe. Karen's
jaw dropped. There, in the opposite corner, wearing a black string
bikini that covered almost nothing of her beautiful body, stood Ms. Laura
Henderson.
The crowd roared with delight. Lethal Laura was a club favorite.
There was always a full house when she fought. She knew what the audience
wanted, and did her best to give it to them.
All Karen could think was, I'm going to fight my gym teacher.
Laura Henderson looked hungrily at her latest opponent. She was one
of the few people who were saddened when Karen left school. The fact was,
Laura had lusted after Karen. Watching the young girl's body exert itself
was one of the highlights of her day. Every year, Ms. Henderson would
pick out a boy and girl to receive special attention. After graduation,
they would be invited back to her home. Many became her lovers. She was
always very careful about whom she chose. They were usually outcasts of
one sort or another.
Ms. Henderson's other peccadillo was foxy boxing. Once or twice a
month, she would come to this club and fight other women. She reveled in
the feeling of dominating another female. She would never go home alone
after a bout. Sometimes, she would take the loser's boyfriend.
Sometimes, she would take the loser herself. If neither of these were
possible, she would find someone else. Somebody was always willing.
The bell rang. Karen came out of her corner cautiously. She
couldn't believe who she was fighting.
Nearing her opponent she asked, "Ms. Henderson, is that really you?
Are we really going to fight?"
In answer, Laura landed a one-two punch to Karen's pretty face. The
young girl abruptly found herself sitting on the canvas. The lovely
little Japanese girl refereeing the match started to count. Karen was up
by the time the referee reached 4. The referee, Kumi Kimoto, checked
Karen's mouth-piece, and told the two women to box.
Karen, still woozy from the first knockdown, raised her guard. Ms.
Henderson shot a left into the younger blonde's midriff. Karen was well
trained physically. She took the blow to her abdomen, and blocked the
right to her head. She countered with a right hook to the gym teacher's
jaw. Her left jabbed into Laura's right tit. The teacher winced at the
blow. This made Karen smile. Her joy was short-lived as the more mature
beauty retaliated with a combination to the girl's bust-line. Karen gasped
in shock. She backed off a pace. Laura grinned and followed the hurt
girl. She landed three more body shots to Karen's dismay. The young
blonde's face was crisscrossed with rights and lefts. She found herself on
the ropes. Ms. Henderson would have kept up the barrage if the bell hadn't
rung. Karen was relieved that the round was over.
She staggered back to her corner. Tex was there.
"Are you okay, Honey?" he asked, concern in his voice.
"Sure, darling, I'm fine. " Karen reassured him, "I just got a
little freaked out. That's my old gym teacher I'm fighting. "
"Well, don't let that get to you. " he told her, "Just remember what
we talked about and you'll do great. "
He gave her a drink of water and wiped the sweat off her brow. The
bell signaled the second round. This time, Karen came out swinging.
Angry and embarrassed, she was determined to even the score. Ms.
Henderson, however, was a seasoned and savvy boxer. She was able to
avoid most of the blows, and block the others. Then, Karen feinted with a
right cross. Ms. Henderson fell for it. The dropout connected with a
left upper-cut to the teacher's chin that lifted Laura a quarter of an inch
off of the canvas. Then, Karen's right cross crashed into her jaw. Laura
toppled over. The phys ed teacher was shocked to find herself lying on
her back, looking at the overhead lights. Laura saw stars explode in
front of her eyes. She heard Kumi counting. She crawled over to the
ropes, using them to climb to her feet. She wished the ring would stop
spinning. As soon as Laura was standing, Karen was all over her beautiful
body like a tight sweater. The former student body-punched her teacher
with a reckless, wanton abandon. Ms. Henderson's flimsy bra seemed to
evaporate under Karen's fistic assault. Laura watched in horror as her
magnificent mammaries were pummeled. She tried to cover up as best she
could, but she could not stop the shellacking Karen was giving her.
Finally, Laura threw her arms around Karen, hugging the beautiful young
girl's body to her own. A little smile appearred on Ms. Henderson's lips.
Her bare breasts stiffened with arousal. She'd dreamt of this moment all
last year. It felt wonderful to have her tits rest on Karen's firm, young
breasts. She sighed with satisfaction.
Karen was confused. It felt kind of good to be held like this by Ms.
Henderson. She thought they were supposed to be fighting, but all of a
sudden, she didn't feel much like punching Ms. Henderson. Karen was never
the brightest bulb in the box. Laura had recovered most of her senses.
Kumi had not bothered to separate the fighters, since most of the patrons
enjoyed watching two buxom beauties in a Breast-to-breast clinch.
Laura abruptly pushed Karen away, punching the young girl in the face.
The dropout went cross-eyed. The gym teacher rammed her right fist into the
young blonde's midriff. Karen, in sudden agony, went to her knees. She
was trying to suck air as Kumi stood over her, counting. Before the
exquisite Oriental beauty reached ten, the bell rang. Once again, the
younger blonde had been rescued by time.
The girl crawled back to her corner. The gorgeous teacher sauntered
provocatively back to hers. She gestured to Kumi to come to her. She
whispered into the lovely Japanese girl's ear. Kumi smiled and nodded,
then went over to Karen's corner.
"Laura wants to know if you have the guts to go topless," said Kumi,
"or are you afraid to match your set against hers? Those are her words,
not mine. "
Karen looked over to where Ms. Henderson sat on her stool, smirking.
Angrily, the girl tore her own top off.
"Babe," warned Tex, "Don't let that bitch get into your head. You
don't want to fight her fight. "
"I'm not scared of her!" snapped Karen, "I'll fight her anyway she
wants. "
Tex sighed. He loved his girlfriend, but not for her mind.
The bell rang. The two combatants came roaring out of their corners.
They wasted no time trading punches. Standing toe-to-toe, they
body-punched each other, forgoing any attempt at defense. A blow to the
stomach was countered with a punch to the bust. Neither woman would back
down. Laura caught Karen on the side of the head with a wicked right hook.
The younger beauty staggered a bit. Ms. Henderson put three left jabs into
Karen's pretty puss. The young blonde was backed into the ropes. Laura
followed her, hitting her with left and right hooks to Karen's zaftig body.
"Get off the ropes, Honey!" Tex shouted,"She's killing you there! "
Laura turned, looking at Tex. "Is that your boyfriend?" she asked
Karen.
The young stripper nodded dumbly.
"He's yummy. " said Laura, "Maybe after I'm through with you, I'll
take him home with me. You won't be much use to him. "
Infuriated, Karen hurled a right hay-maker that landed flush on the
left side of Laura's head. Ms. Henderson was knocked backwards. Her
knees turned rubbery. Karen was able to get off the ropes. Unfortunately
for the young blonde beauty, Ms. Henderson recovered quickly and came back
with a vengeance. She tagged Karen with a one-two to the head, and an
upper-cut to the dropout's pneumatic tits.
Karen, on the ropes again, was helpless. Laura swarmed all over
her, hitting her with every punch she knew, and she knew them all. Karen
tried to sidestep the onslaught, but Laura stalked her prey. Karen was
hanging on the ropes like so much wet laundry. Laura could have finished
her at any time she chose. Instead, Ms. Henderson took her young victim
into her arms, and started to kiss her. Laura carressed Karen's nubile
body, her boxing gloves gently rubbing the young woman's bruised skin.
Karen was no longer confused. She was grateful the beating had stopped.
She gave an orgasmic sigh as her magnificent opponent brought her to
rapture. Ms. Henderson worked her way down Karen's beautiful body,
kissing and carressing every part of her.
The crowd went wild. They roared with delight. The champ had found
a new way to win. Karen was completely in her power.
"Karen, honey. " Ms. Henderson said, "Do you like what I'm doing to
you now?"

"Yes, Ms. Henderson. " Karen answered.
"Do you want me to punish you, anymore?" Ms. Henderson asked.
"No, Ms. Henderson. " answered the beaten beauty.
"Alright Karen. " said the victorious vixen, "Do as I say, and we'll
have so much fun!" said Laura, "Come with me."
Laura took Karen by the wrist, and led the unresistant young stripper
to the center of the ring. Karen's eyes were glazed over and unfocused.
"Now stand up straight, Dear. " Ms. Henderson instructed, "We must
remember our posture, mustn't we?"
Karen did as she was told. Ms. Henderson took Karen's chin in her
gloved hand, raising the young blonde's head. She then uncorked a
round-house right that all but took Karen's head off. The young stripper
lay sprawled on the canvas, totally inert. Kumi didn't bother to count
Karen out. She raised Laura's arm in victory.

Karen's eyes opened. She was lying on the table in the locker room.
Someone was gently massaging her battered body. The young blonde
bomb-shell looked up to see that Ms. Henderson was standing over her,
smiling down at her. Karen was confused.
"Wha-, what happened?" she asked, "Did I win?"
"No, honey. " said Ms. Henderson, "I knocked you out, but you did
give me a good fight. "
"What will I do now?" asked the defeated girl.
"Why don't you come home with me?" Laura suggested, "I've asked your
boyfriend, Tex, if you and he would like to share a hot tub with me. He
said yes, if you agree. "
"That sounds like fun. " said Karen.
 "Let's get you in the shower, first. " Ms. Henderson said. She
helped Karen.