SPARTAN GIRLS WRESTLE

By Artaeus

In Sparta, my country on the Greek mainland, we are different from most of the other states here, such as Athens or Laconia, in that we believe in harsh training for our young boys who are taken from their parents and put into military like organizations. They were taught weapons, soldiering, and sports. They had to participate as none were excused. But what also set us apart from our neighboring states was the way our girls were trained. Girls were to engage in rough training, also not of military nature. They were required to participate in sports – running, jumping, ball games, and wrestling. It was this last sport participation that shocked all of our neighbors.

My name is Zeo and I am a 30 year old Spartan slave. I am privileged above most of my fellow caste because I am especially gifted in the art of wrestling and am designated as trainer for young 18 year old Spartan girls. It is my job to reach them the throws, the holds, the pins, the escapes and reversals that make up a wrestling contest. Now these girls still did not have full female form yet so you would think, at a distance, that they were young males. For those of you who may be reading this in the far future you probably won’t believe me when I say that the young girls that I am going to tell about were not sex objects. Females were useful only to the extent of bearing children, especially male ones. When a marriage was made it was utilitarian in nature. As a slave I could not believe that there was not sexual lust, but I don’t know how in the future this phenom will be looked upon. If reading this you feel differently I hope that my story will get you excited.

The two girls that I train are named Ione and Rhea. Both are 18 years old, are good athletes, very full feminine ripeness, and highly competitive. They both have learned their holds and wrestling skills very well. Ione is swift, agile, and deadly when applying a finishing hold. Rhea has more strength, is slower to react, but then just as lethal for pinning her opponent. Today these skills will be tested as I have to report to the head of female athletics how I rate them as both are entered into competition similar to the male Olympics and how they would be paired in the wrestling events. I had my own opinions of what I would say already but in fairness to both girls I decided to have a competitive match between them to see if this altered my judgment. So the girls had been told and we were set to find out.

Another of the things, aside from the wrestling itself, that shocked our neighbors was the fact that the wrestling between our girls was done naked., just like the males. As I have mentioned before Ione and Rhea are pretty well matched in size, shape, and wrestling ability. The area we use for wrestling training and contests is about 15 feet in diameter. Neither wrestler is allowed to step out of this area to attack or avoid takedown. If a wrestler is thrown out of the area the wrestling is started again at the center of the area with the wrestler that performed the throw would get the starting position advantage.
The wrestling would continue until one of the wrestlers submitted.
Both girls were ready to go. As I stood watching them prepare I must admit that there was a stirring between my legs. As a slave I was forbidden to touch any of the girls in a sexual way, so in a sense I felt like the eunuchs I had heard about. Nonetheless, I felt what I felt and what I felt had a mind of its own. I positioned them on opposite sides of the circle and then gave them the signal to start wrestling. They both moved forward in a crab like crouch that I had drilled into them. Ione shot a hand out to grab Rhea but Rhea backed off. Then suddenly Rhea came in very low seeking a behind the knee takedown. She barely caught one of Ione’s knees but missed the other so she quickly moved back to a defensive position. They then continued to circle seeking some chink in the others defensive armor.

This stalemate was suddenly broken when Rhea moved in as if to attack and then stepped back drawing Ione towards her by the move. No sooner had Ione committed herself than Rhea executed an arm and head lock combination followed immediately by a swift and devastating over the hip throw. Ione sailed through the air landing on her back with an impact that shook her up from her tail bone straight up her spine to her head. Rhea moved in quickly but not quickly enough as Ione recovered sufficiently to be on the defensive .Rhea hesitated and then came on only to be met with a hip throw that flipped Rhea onto her back. Now they were even and still there had not been any action down on the sand. I still felt the stirring between my legs which should have eased off by now. Ione was the next to get a takedown. She moved in to Rhea and hooked a leg behind Rhea’s leg up near the knee and slipped her hip behind Rhea’s hip and flipped her down harder than I have ever seen her do it. But no sooner had she done this than Rhea grabbed one of Ione’s ankle and pulled her off balance and over backwards to land in the sand. Once again they were even. Two takedowns a piece and still no real offensive.

I had to step in then to remind them that this was not a training session but that it was a competition to decide what ranking I could pass on to the athletic director for the Olympic pairings. I also told them that I was not looking for strictly skills but rather what they had to be victors in the games. With this said I stepped back and indicated for them to resume with aggressive wrestling. Rhea moved forward as if to grab Ione in a front bear hug but at the last moment slipped down and around behind Ione, coming up behind her. With the swiftness of a skilled wrestler she made her deft move and clamped Ione in a well placed hold – arms under Ione’s armpits and then closed behind Ione’s head about ear high. Wasting no time she pressed home her advantage and slowly forced Ione’s head down toward Ione’s breasts. This move so roused me that my cock stirred sufficiently for me to feel it throbbing. Since I wore the traditional short cotton garment that looked like a small skirt my arousal became quite visible. Luckily for me there were no others around to see my visual transgression.

Then as I watched with renewed interest I saw Ione execute a perfect counter attack. As Rhea pressed down on the hold one of her legs came directly behind and between Ione’s straddled legs. Ione reached back and grabbed that exposed leg just above the ankle and pulled it forward. This upset Rhea’s balance and she fell back with Ione still locked in the hold, but when their bodies hit the sand the blow forced Rhea to lose the hold and allow Ione to swivel around to cover Rhea’s whole body with her own and pin her down.
If I had been impressed with Rhea’s hold and Ione’s counter, I was even more impressed by the hold Ione clamped on Rhea next. Ione’s legs went outside Rhea’s thighs then came under Rhea’s knees and twisted back outward again to entrap both of Rhea’s legs with her own. Then pressing down with her whole body she used the leg hold to forcefully spread Rhea’s legs farther and farther apart. Once this was accomplished she wrapped her arms around Rhea’s arms and forced them high above her head and locked them there. In the process her fully developed breasts covered Rhea’s face with a crushing smother. As it happened I was positioned right behind their locked bodies and was treated to a spread out view of Ione’s beautifully molded ass and Rhea ‘s all but gaping fully developed cunt. As the two tensed and arched up with locked muscles my previously slow rising cock came to a full mast with one huge throb. Thank god there were none around to see me because I would have been killed or exiled on the spot.

As it was, however, nobody was around and I knelt down to watch the fascinating finish to the fight. For a good minute the two remained locked in the embrace, tendons stretched and muscles straining to the maximum. Rhea’s slight strength advantage then came into play and she used it to suddenly force Ione over. The embrace would have remained the same, but reversed, except Ione had enough sense to immediately release her legs and attempt to wriggle free. But Rhea was too quick for her and promptly forced Ione to her back and then straddled her shoulders pinning her firmly to the sand. By now my cock was a fully engorged pole standing out before me lifting my covering up. What happened next took me completely by surprise.

Rhea moved forward from her shoulder straddle position and closed her thighs around Ione’s head. She then slid forward until her naked crotch hovered directly over Ione’s nose and mouth. At first I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I had heard about the Greek woman who lived on the island of Lesbos by the name of Sappho. She wrote poetry about females have sex with other females. In Sparta however this was considered taboo. But what I was watching now was pure Sappho, or what would soon become known as lesbian named after this same Sappho of Lesbos. Rhea then calmly lowered her naked cunt fully onto Ione’s face. At first Ione struggled and arched up but as Rhea continued to press down and massage Ione’s face with her crotch Ione’s struggles ceased. Instead Ione lay as if she was enjoying it and at the same time started to caress Rhea’s thighs, her rounded ass, up her back, and then around to cup and massage Rhea’s beautiful breasts. This lasted no more than a minute or two until Rhea started to madly squirm and pump up and down. It ended with Rhea’s head thrown back and a cry of ecstasy bursting from her mouth and Ione fingering her cunt to a climax. All thoughts of wrestling and the Olympics vanished from my mind as I exploded all over my garment. Luckily for me both girls were too exhausted and impassioned to notice what had happened to me so I could clean myself up and discreetly appear completely ignorant of what they had done. But from then on I had a new incentive to train and watch Spartan girls wrestle.

The End

Author’s note: Still looking for story ideas – can be reached at zebrajg@optonline.net