The New Girl
by
DiavoloM

Peter Larker had just sat down at his large desk in front of the large, empty classroom waiting for his students to rush in before the bell rang at the prestigious William H. Fanton High School in upstate California, or “Fanny High” as the kids called it. Peter was 6’2” about 205lbs with sandy brown hair, and brown eyes. He had a pretty solid physique from his former athletic days in high school and college, but he was 35 now and started to get a little soft in the midsection. I’m still not as bad as some of these other guys; Peter would notice as he looked around the teacher’s lounge eyeing the large guts the other male teachers had on them. He kept in pretty good shape, but his priorities adjusted the older they got.

The bell rung suddenly giving Peter a little jolt as the kids from his senior class rushed to grab their seats. Peter taught senior physics and loved it. He had a couple of bright students, who he had high hopes for, hopefully maybe NASA or some Ivy League university one day, he thought. The students generally liked him, and he tried to keep the class loose and entertained as he taught, what could be very dry at times, beginning physics. He noticed some of the girls had liked him a little more, but always made sure he kept his distance, not that some of them didn’t look like full blown women at this point. Being in California, he had young blonde rich girls who didn’t have a flaw on them, and had the bodies that men would give a limb to spend a night with, but Peter always stayed away, he loved teaching too much to lose it over doing something stupid. And even after a while it wasn’t hard for him to stay away, the girls all started to look the same, all blonde with the same tan, same clothes, same voice, and even their mannerisms were almost identical to all his other female students. That was until today.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye his classroom door open, and he turned to find Ms. Pella standing in the doorway. Ms. Pella was an attractive woman in her own right, and Peter always liked her, but never made a move. She was 5’6” with long blonde hair and had a petite, but what looked like a good body under her usual out of date dresses she wore, that looked like large cheap hospital sheets. However, she was a woman of good character and a great teacher, who prioritized more important things like education and intelligence over fashion. It was safe to say Peter admired her, but she seemed a little bland for his taste, not that he was Mr. popular on the dating scene. He usually kept to himself nowadays, and preferred staying home with a good book than going out. His friends always pleaded he got out more, but just kind of gave up on the whole dating thing after a couple of bad relationships.

Ms. Pella leaned down to whisper something in Peter’s ear, and the class gave a loud oooohh sound. “Quiet down class.” Peter said calmly, but in a stern manner, and the class quickly became quiet. “That was pretty good, almost impressive, you really have them under control”, said a sexy voice from behind Ms. Pella. Peter poked his head around her to see a jaw dropping girl walk in the class room and stand in the front of the class like she was the center of the universe. Peter’s jaw was dropped to the floor, and he was in an almost unconscious dream land when Ms. Pella snapped him out of it saying, “That’s what I was trying to tell you, here’s that new student the principle was telling us about yesterday, the surprise transfer from back east. She’ll be in your physics class for the rest of the year. Her name is…”, it took the female teacher a minute to locate the name as the new student interjected, “Athena”, Peter felt a shiver as he heard her voice again. “Yes”, finished Ms. Pella, “Athena Chase. She’s a transfer, and a little older than your other seniors. She’s eighteen” “Nineteen in a month”, Athena interjected. Peter regained his composure, and stood up quickly to welcome the new girl. Man, she’s tall, thought Peter, at 5’9” she was breath taking. She had very short hair that reached to the mid part of the cheeks on her face that had a stylish and trendy New York look to it and it was very dark in color. It was the darkest black colored hair Peter had ever seen, and a vast difference than the normal blonde hair he was used to seeing every day. She had beautiful large eyes that were as dark as the hair around it with full bee stung lips, the sexiest Peter had ever laid eyes on, that sat an almost perfectly flawless face. She had a very light, barely noticeable scar on the far right side of her cheek that was only visible when the light hit it just right. Her tall body was far from lanky, unlike some of the other tall girls at the school, hers was filled out like a playboy centerfold. She looked in great shape, with toned arms and legs sticking out from the white short sleeve shirt with a brown tank top over it, which still couldn’t hide the massive chest underneath. Her chest was completely covered by the top she wore, but Peter still couldn’t hide the size of mountains of flesh underneath it that stretched the thin cotton t-shirt and tank top it its max. She has to be at least C cup or bigger, thought Peter, as he saw her turn to the side to face the class for minute, noticing them from the side before she turned back around. Bigger he said to himself, definitely bigger, thought Peter. She wore short, tight jean shorts that showed off her long and very strong looking legs. They looked like the legs of a ballerina, he thought, long, sexy and feminine, but very toned and curvy with some definite muscle to them. And her ass very curvy as well, Peter noticed, when she had turned around to sit down at the empty seat in the middle of the class. It was nice and round, pushing up hard against the tight jean shorts that showed just a little hint of flesh as the back underside of the shorts barely covered the bottom of her ass. She had light skin, but not pale, just fair, contrasting her hair eyes which accentuated those features even more. I think I’m in love, Peter thought, laughing to himself as he snapped out of his dream world, finished looking over the voluptuous dark haired vixen new to his class.

As Athena took her seat, Ms Pella noticed Peter’s blatant stares at the new student and decided to bring him back to reality saying, “Well good luck here Athena, I’m sure Mr. Larker here will take good care of you.” And she leaned back down to Peter, whispering, “but not too good a care, right Mr. Larker?” finishing her statement with a playful smile, which Peter returned in kind. Ms. Pella noticed Peter ogling his new student, but she had no worries, Peter had an outstanding reputation in the school, and the general teaching community as well, plus she always had a small interest in him ever since he came to the school 5 years prior. Ms. Pella walked out of the class and Peter turned his attention back to his new student.

“Well Ms. Chase, why don’t stand up and you say your name for the class to introduce yourself.”, said Peter, brining himself back to his wits. The whole class chuckled with laughter softly, but audibly for him to hear. “What, did your genius teacher miss something, what’s the so funny?”, he said with a smile. “Mr. Larker, she already said her name when she was standing in front of the class like 30 seconds ago”, one his male students, and the class clown of the group, said loudly making the children erupt with laughter. Athena didn’t laugh, she just starred, eyeing her new teacher, smiling with her full lips at him. Peter looked away quickly and said, “I’m sorry, must be forgetting things in my old age” he said making the whole class chuckle again. “Did you say where you were from Athena? Or did I miss that too?”, he continued still smiling that friendly smile of his. “No, I didn’t” replied in her sexy voice softly. There was a long pause till Peter finally broke the silence saying, “O.K., well where are you from.” “Here and there”, she replied, “I grew up in a lot of places, but I was born in New York City,” “I’m sure you did get around”, said one of the jocks in the class, giving his friend behind him a high five. Before Peter could reprimand him, Athena beat him to it. “Well everyone in here knows you definitely don’t with that ridiculous hair cut you have”, she said pointing out his obviously bleach dyed hair with way too much hair gel in it. Peter stopped himself, as the situation was taken care of for him by the dark haired beauty who had turned her attention back towards him. “Well, alright, settle down class”, he said stopping the oooh’s and aaah’s from the class, “let’s get started.” And the next couple of weeks went like that, day in and day out for close to a month.

One day about three weeks later, Peter was finishing up class as he heard the bell ring, watching the kids scramble to get out on the warm Friday afternoon looking forward to the two days of no school. “Wait, wait, hand up your assignments before you go”, Peter having to almost yell this over the rustling and bustling of the students rushing to get out the door. Peter noticed Athena calmly getting up, having that graceful movement about her and head to the door without giving in her assignment. “May I see you after class for a minute, Ms. Chase.” Said Peter making Athena turn around and give him a look of annoyance. “It will only take a minute” he said pointing to a chair in front of his desk for her to take a seat in. She stopped, turned around and sat on the desk, not the chair, with her long legs crossed in front of him, exposed as usual today in very short black shorts. “Yes, Mr. Larker”, she said looking at him confidently. “We need to talk”, Peter began, “you’re a very smart girl, and you do very well while you’re in my class, but you don’t do your assignments.” Athena was still giving Peter a straight, annoyed looking stare as he continued, “Look, you seem to be a very bright young girl, but if you don’t do your homework, it will bring down your grade, and you won’t pass my class.” “I know, I’m sorry, but I have a lot of personal things after school I have to take care of, and I am involved in several afterschool activities. The other teachers let me go on this.” Replied the tall student, standing almost eye level with her teacher, in an apologetic voice. “Well I’m not your other teachers Athena, and the homework is very important, so I know you understand the material. And I’ve also told you repeatedly about your manner of dressing.” Peter continued. “What’s wrong Mr. L, you don’t like it?” Athena said in a now seductive tone as she uncrossed her legs and spread them, enough to see the small piece of black material of the shorts just covering her pussy. Peter was taken off guard, and felt his attention get drawn to the space between the young girl’s long sexy legs. She moved her legs back and forth a little before standing up bending over to show off her massive cleavage out of the low cut, thin white t-shirt she was wearing. “Athena, sit back down, and listen to me, you have a lot of poten-“ before Peter could finish his statement, Athena took a quick step closer to him, her big breasts less than an inch from the taller man’s chin. Peter looked down to see the top of Athena’s massive breasts completely exposed to him. “Athena, sit dow-“, but again Athena made him cut his sentence short, grabbing his desk behind him with both her hands on either side of him and bringing herself even closer to him, making him move back and sit on his desk. “No, why don’t you have a seat, Mr. Larker. Now the other teachers don’t seem to mind me lacking in one area of my studies, except for you. Maybe it’s because what I lack in some areas I make up for in other….area’s?” she asked staying in her seductive voice, a little softer now that she was eye level from the now sitting man, her lips almost touching his face. Athena stuck her chest out a little and squeezed her massive fleshy orbs together with her upper arms saying, “I mean, a man’s head can get distracted or lost from so many things, am I right….Mr. Larker”, Peter now went from glancing down at her chest to full out staring while thinking, a man’s head could get lost in there. Athena brought her right knee up and gently rubbed Peter’s member, quickly making him fully erect. “See? Now what I can do to make up for my missing assignments, and make sure I get an A on the rest of them?” She said rubbing him with her knee a little harder now. “You can do the assignments, Ms. Chase” Said Peter angrily now, pushing the young girl away by her shoulders. Athena then brought her knee up with some force right in Peter’s crotch causing instant pain, leaving her knee in place keeping pressure on the area. Peter winced in pain and immediately went to push her knee away, when she grabbed his wrists and drove her knee deeper into his crotch, making him grimace even more from the hard knee pressing on his balls. “Now, let’s see if we can’t come to some type of agreement in this situation we’re in”, she said, quickly spinning him around by his right wrist, again bringing her right knee up yet again, pressing his testicles against the desk making Peter’s eyes tear up in pain. Peter was now in a partial bent over position like he was being arrested, with this young girl in complete control over him. “Now the way I see it, a homework assignment is not as important as say, having one’s manhood crushed, right?” “What are you doing, get off m-“, but Peter was cut off again by his attacker adding more pressure on his balls. She applied a little more pressure. Peter just made a small noise in pain, “Right?!” demanded Athena, raising her voice a little now. “You know it doesn’t have to be like this. I saw you ogling me ever since my first day and I have to admit I didn’t mind it one bit. You seemed like a man’s man”, said Athena who now slipped her left hand down the front of his pants easing up the pressure on his balls and rubbing his still erect member gently. “And I was right, you are a man’s man, huh? Let’s do this another way, you know there are a lot of other teachers who would jump at this opportunity to be with my young, sexy,” she squeezed his dick now, pressing her fingernail lightly into it making Peter a little nervous now while she finished her sentence, “hard body.” “Get off me”, Peter exclaimed, being able to talk now that his assailant eased up the pressure a little bit on his manhood. She pressed her fingernails into his shaft a little deeper now saying, “Fine you’re not man enough to take this, that’s ok, you probably couldn’t handle me anyway, teach.” And then let go suddenly, pushing him by his back releasing him. Peter turning around quickly on the defense, taking a moment to stand up straight and recover, his balls and dick still hurting badly. “You oka-“, said Athena laughing a little when Peter cut her off losing his temper a little, “Are you crazy?! What the hell are you doing?!” He took a second and breathed through the pain he was still feeling in his manhood. “What would make your insane adolescent mind even do something like that?! Do you know how bad something like this could hurt your academic career?” “The only thing that seemed to get hurt here is your dick and balls,” she said smiling, “and it’s not going to hurt anything. You say anything at all about this, and I’ll say you came on to me and I had to grab your dick to get away. I can even prove it with my marks on your dick. How’s this sound,” as she began to say in an innocent girl type of voice, “ ‘I don’t know what happened, he asked me to stay after class and then exposed himself to me…I tried to get away but he forced me down and I had to grab his hard thing to get away.” She put her head in her hands now, pretend crying, Peter was dumbfounded at what she was saying. “Look,” began Peter, “this is not right what you are doing, this is not how you can expect to act as a responsible and strong adult.” “Strong adult?”, said Athena laughing, “I think we just proved who that is today.” Peter taking a second of silence, having to admit she was pretty strong for a girl her age. “I am a strong adult, and I’m trying to tell you that I didn’t get this way by doing things like this.” Said Peter. “Strong, right, that’s why I just had your balls in my hand, practically begging you to let me go, and you couldn’t do a thing to stop me from me from almost overpowering you a minute ago, that’s why you’re the strong adult, and I’m the little eighteen year old high school senior girl, right”, said Athena pointing at her body. “That’s not what I meant, and you caught me off guard.” Retorted Peter, making Athena almost immediately respond, “Well that’s exactly what I meant, and ‘caught you off guard’ huh? Well alright, well I’m late for my workout time in the gymnasium and I’m done talking about this, if you want to talk about this more you’re going to have to meet me there. You can be there in twenty minutes. We’ll settle this conversation then. We’re definitely not going to resolve it by talking back and forth like this. It’s Friday afternoon, it will be empty and there will be no one around to bother us to finish this discussion.” Peter taken back a bit at this girl’s confidence and demeanor saying, “That’s a ridiculous and bad idea, there’s nothing we can’t discuss or finish without doing it here.” “Well if you don’t show up, Monday you’ll see me sitting in the principal’s office telling the horrifying story of how a male teacher, Mr. Larker, forced himself on a young innocent girl.” Said Athena in her innocently sounding voice again. “I’ll see you later”, said Peter, seeing no other way out of this. “Good, see your doing what I say, you’re learning already, Mr. Larker.” She said smiling as she walked out of the classroom confidently. Peter sat down recovering from the ache in his dick and balls.

Twenty minutes came around fast, and Peter was just entering the gymnasium cautiously making sure no one else was in the gym. He definitely didn’t want to get caught with no explanation in the gym on a Friday after school hours, let alone with by himself with another student. The gym was very quiet and he heard a voice echo towards him in the large room saying, “Hey, glad you showed up teach! I wasn’t 100% sure you were going to show, but I guess you’re more of a man than I give you credit for.” Peter looked and saw Athena in a bathing suit style spandex suit standing on the gymnastic horse. She then leaned forward on her hands and landed back up on her feet in a perfect walking handstand. Man she’s nimble, thought Peter, then saw her do a front flip off the apparatus and land flawlessly on her feet. Really nimble, thought Peter again, looking on in amazement. He walked towards her and as he was getting closer he was noticing her outfit a little more, or lack thereof anyway. She stood on the large wrestler’s mat and sat down, legs spread open. She then pushed up with her hands and lifted her whole body off the mat, her long legs out straight, then flipped herself upside down spreading her legs apart in a perfect mid air split. Holy shit, thought Peter, this girl is amazing, also noticing, in the tight spandex, how tone she really was. Every part of her body was fit and as she stood back up, staring at him, she took a long sip of water from her water bottle, knowing she looked as amazing as she thought she did by the dumbfounded look on the face of her on looking teacher. “Impressive right? My mom put me in gymnastics when I was younger, I wasn’t really into it, but it kept her and my stepdad off my back. My ex-boyfriend was was a martial arts teacher, and that I was really into, but we’ll worry about that later. ” She said. Impressive wasn’t the word Peter had thought of starring at his student, awestruck. She had on a black, tight spandex outfit that looked almost like a one piece bikini to Peter, except it was cut differently. It was cut very high over the thighs, showing off her long toned legs down to her bare feet, and it rose to her hips barely covering her pussy in front. It was a thong style in the back that also raised high off the top of her perfect ass, the thin string stretching high to her lower back. Peter would never have realized what a nice round, plump ass she had if he hadn’t seen her right now in this. Her round, toned, perfect cheeks were completely exposed and looked amazing. The top portion of the outfit was the same as the bottom, resembling a one piece bathing suit, but cut differently as well. It was cut very low in a “v” all the way down to the top of her stomach and if it wasn’t for the tiny sports bra barely covering her massive chest, Peter was sure they’d fall right out of the tiny black outfit. Athena caught him very obviously staring at her. “Well, I’m glad you like it, because this is the body that’s going to win our ‘discussion’ from earlier” “What are you talking about, Athena, what is this all about? Get changed and let’s get this over with.” Replied Peter. “We will get this over with soon enough, Mr. Larker, or can I call you Peter after the way I handled you earlier.” Said Athena. “It’s Mr. Larker, Ms. Chase.” He said looking down at her attire once more. “Mmmm, I like the sound of that, Ms. Chase, maybe I’ll make you call me that all the time.”, said Athena, Peter seeing now how much she was enjoying this and almost playing with him. “You like my outfit, I almost don’t let anybody see me in it, only if they earn it. However, I figured I’d give you a special treat since it’s going to be such a special day for you.”, she said in her calm and confident voice. “Athena,” Peter started, “this is not a competition or a game, we have to settle this, and trust me, when it comes to strength, I will win this. I am in charge of you and the way you act. I am your teacher”, Peter was desperately trying to regain control over the situation. “Well we’re going to see who the stronger adult is here, teach” she said as she bent down into her gym bag near the mat, showing off her big round ass, and pulled out a pair of blue boxing shorts and a white t-shirt, throwing it at him. It landed on his face and Peter looked at them perplexed. “What is this for?” he said totally thrown off and confused now. “Well I figured we’d have a little contest to see who the stronger adult is. Big old, strong you, or little young, weak me.” Athena said pointing at Peter then herself playfully. “Were going to have it out on this mat right here.” “What?” said Peter dumbfounded yet again from this girl. “That’s insane.” “It is, because I know how bad I’m going to wipe the floor with you. Three rounds of ‘competition’ as you put it. If one person taps out, says ‘I submit’, gets knocked, unfortunately, unconscious,” she giggle a little as she said it, “or just can’t go on, then that person loses. The winner gets to tell the loser anything he or she wants them to do, and the loser has to do it. Basically a slave, for one year, till I graduate this hell hole.” Peter just stood there speechless, trying to wrap his head around what was going on and get past how incredibly sexy his student looked in front of him. “I’m not doing this, this is ridiculous, come over here and we’ll talk this out.” Said Peter as Athena slowly walked toward him, her huge chest bouncing slightly. Peter a little nervous at her confident stride bringing her closer towards him, and he soon found out, with good reason. Athena got close in Peter’s face and said, “Listen, if you don’t do this you know what’s going to happen, I will tell my story and you lose your career, forever. Besides, I don’t see what the problem is, you’re clearly bigger and stronger, and if you win, you’re free and clear, and you can have me do whatever you want all year.” Athena then grabbed his hand and put it on her round tone ass, Peter thinking it was probably the best one he’d ever felt. He tried to pull away but Athena held his wrist firmly. She then quickly put her left foot behind Peter’s, him still being distracted for the moment, and punched him hard in the stomach pushing him over her foot. Peter let out an oomph, and land on his back hard on the ground. “Oh, and if you try to take it easy on me, you’ll pay, because I’m not going to pull any punches with you. So which is it, I ruin your career now, or you take a chance, taking me on? With the second way, it at least gets me off your back and, with a lot of luck, as your slave for an entire school year.” Athena said confidently bent over the fallen with her hands on her hips. Peter, who was still on his back, now picking his upper body up by his elbows said, “Your assignments? Your promiscuous clothing? Your attitude? ” Peter questioned as quickly as he could, feeling like he should say something as a retaliation to just being easily knocked over, “Or whatever else” said Athena pouting her lips and running her finger lightly over her cleavage, down her stomach. She then put her foot on his chest and pushed him back to the ground, turned around, gave her right exposed round ass cheek a hard smack and walked toward her gym bag. “This is beyond insane”, said Peter getting up. He then heard Athena’s voice say from behind him, “It doesn’t look like you have a choice at this point. Oh, and if you don’t do this with 100% of what you’ve got, I’ll go after Ms Pella. How long do you think she’d last with me, after I almost brought you to your knees without even breaking a sweat.” Peter turned and shot her a dead stare. “That’s it, Mr. Larker, I want that look when you come out here, give me your all”, Athena said smiling.

Peter changed in the locker room, still in anger and disbelief about what had happened and what was about to happen. O.K., she’s smaller so get this over with quickly, he thought his hands shaking from nerves, 3 rounds, she’s nimble, probably very quick, has a little reach, and probably good stamina as well. So use your strength to get this over with as quickly as you possibly can and go home, never having to think about this day ever again. He tried not to think about how much she had just turned him on, as he put on the silk blue boxing shorts clearly showing his erection. He came out twenty minutes later, taking his time to get changed and try to get the nervousness out of his system, to Athena standing in the corner of the boxing ring still set up from last week’s amateur bouts held at the high school. She had changed as well, making Peter almost stop dead in his tracks at the sight of her. She had her short black hair in tiny pony tails on either side of her head and wore a sexy school girl outfit you’d see on stripper. It had a small white top with buttons down the center and she had it tied in a small knot just below her big chest to show off her toned stomach which had a light six pack. Peter noticing of course that it showed an ample amount of cleavage as well. She also had on a very short red plaid catholic school girl skirt and you could see the black straps from the thong that she had on underneath rise up to her sexy hips. Below that, her curvy toned legs were covered up to mid thigh in black stockings and her feet had white sneakers on them. She had her large gym bag behind her, looking ready and waiting to start, where as Peter looked a little nervous from being forced into doing this, looking around with concern. “Don’t worry teach,” he heard Athena say, “no one’s going to be here to see me kick your ass. It’s Friday after school, everyone, including the teachers, did their afternoon rush to get hom, and I hope you don’t mind the outfit. I figured if you’re going to treat me like a little school girl, I might as dress as one.” Athena was a little turned on now as well. She had always eyed Mr. Larker and now he was right in front of her, bending to her will. I can’t believe how easily I took control of him so far, she thought to herself, which is what gave her this whole idea in the first place. “I know an arrogant and immature child when I see one, and you shouldn’t play with people’s lives like this.”, said Peter. “You shouldn’t treat me like a child.”, Athena shot back at him and said, “And I might just surprise you. You ready, teach?” “I’m ready”, said Peter, trying to get his head in the match, ready to teach this girl a lesson.

Peter climbed into the ring. He saw Athena throw him two red boxing gloves. He caught them and looked up at his now boxing opponent he supposed, put light blue gloves on her hands. Peter put the gloves on and said, “Boxing, really? Are you sure about this, I don’t want to hurt you.” “Don’t worry, I figured I’d just start off with boxing, we’ll get to the fun stuff later.”, said Athena, making Peter even a little more nervous about his smaller, but very confident opponent. Athena thought that boxing would be good to start off with, considering that she had some background it and she could also soften him up, while keeping her distance. “Ding, ding”, she said and walked toward the center of the ring in a boxing stance. I can’t believe I’m about to do this Peter thought, all the worries he had in the locker room came flooding back as he thought about someone catching him and also about getting himself pounded by what looked like a very in shape and determined girl. He walked forward and felt a quick punch to his face, a lot faster than he would have expected, and saw Athena dance away in boxing form. “Whoa, was that too quick for you, old man?” said Athena smiling. Peter got a little more ready this time, putting his hands up and being quicker on his feet, only to feel two more quick jabs to his face, a pause then a hard right. “I told you I wouldn’t pull any punches, I hope you like being a young girl’s slave, Mr. Larker” Athena said playfully, and saw her adversary lunge at her with quick jab then a right cross, she blocked the jab and dodged the cross and gave him a hard body shot. Peter let out an oomph, from the hit. “Oooh a soft midsection, huh, that’s not good for a boxing match, Mr. Larker”, she said and landed another body blow a little harder this time. Peter lowered his hands as Athena faked another body shot, only to hit him with a hard overhand left and then a solid right hook, sending him stumbling back a couple of steps, almost to the ropes. “You alright, teach? Maybe you should keep your hands up a little more. I guess I’m not the little high school girl you thought I was. Or maybe you haven’t learned your lesson yet, let me know when you do.”, said Athena getting even more confident now, thinking Peter was going to be easier to beat than she thought. “Lucky punches, Athena. I’m not down yet.”, replied Peter. “That’s right, yet, Mr. Larker.”, said Athena dancing around him throwing jabs and right crosses, landing most of them. “Maybe I should have told you, but I’ve trained all over. My stepdad is an army colonel and we traveled a lot, he was worried about me getting into trouble so he put with a bunch of different trainers.”, said Athena, still dancing around him landing blow after blow, continuing to punish her opponent, “ Boxing, Maui Thai, kickboxing, all different kinds. Plus my ex-boyfriend was into that stuff as well, so we trained hard. We did everything hard, but I’m sure you’ve already thought about me like that.” Peter interjected, “So you use the things you were taught as tools to get what you want, you’re just a spoiled girl who uses her looks to get what you want, and if that doesn’t work, you threaten them physically.” That’s it thought Peter, keep her talking and distracted. “Hey whatever works, and for the record, I’ve never used my physical skills like this before. Although I should have told you that from my training I learned to really like it. I entered tournaments all over. It toughened me up, at least more than tough enough for you.” She laughed and sent a hard right hand to Peter’s face, it glanced off his glove as he moved and landed a hard right to Athena’s ribs. She covered up that side and Peter jumped at the opportunity. He landed a hard left to the side of her head and then a right to her jaw. He then threw another hard hitting left, but this time to her abdomen, when he hit, he was stunned. His fist just stopped. Man this girl is really solid, he thought, she barely flinched. As he was pulling back to recover, he looked up to see a blue glove come straight at his face. The hit was square and he saw nothing but black for a second, till he felt the air being rushed out of his lungs with a strong uppercut to his stomach. “You need to hit harder than that, Mr. Larker, or can I start calling you Peter now, I mean you are close to being knocked down.” Athena said, quickly going towards him. Peter was getting tired now and barely keeping himself up. He put his hands up to block his oncoming attacker, but to no avail. She hit him hard in the face, then what felt like after a hundred more body blows, an uppercut sending Peter back and down to a sitting position on the middle rope, barely holding himself up. Athena backed off a little out of breath and sweating. Peter was in worse shape, he was sucking in air gulps at a time and his face was red from the hits. His body felt like baseballs had been thrown at it from a major league pitcher. Athena couldn’t believe how easy this was, she had defended herself from guys before, but her actual matches were always with women, she liked the feeling and started dancing around boxer style from side to side a couple steps away from Peter. “Don’t give up yet, Mr. Larker, we still have two more fights after this.” Peter didn’t like how she said fights, instead of rounds, but shot back, “I’m not down yet.” “Oh, I’m sorry, Mr. Larker, I’ll fix that real fast.” Replied Athena as she faked with her left glove, and sent a devastating overhand right to the left side of Peter’s face. It was lights out, Peter fell to the ground like a sack of dirt. Peter was out of it, it took him at least two minutes to even start to get back up. “Well that was quicker than I thought it was going to take, I guess round one to me.”, said Athena with her gloved hands on her hips, standing over her fallen opponent. She saw his arms moving and him slowly starting to get back up. She went over to him while he was still lying down and leaned down whispering in his ear, “Good get up, I’m not done beating on you yet. I can’t wait for the things I’m going to make you do when you’re my slave.” Peter swatted her away slowly hitting nothing but air and got up. Athena went back to her corner to give her dazed foe a minute to recover. Peter looked up at Athena and couldn’t help but be turned on a little. There she was, her back to the turnbuckle across from him, with one leg up on the middle rope, just resting. When she saw him eyeing her, she took a sip of water from her water bottle and squirted some on her white shirt, making it see through revealing that she had nothing on underneath. “I’ll tell you what”, she said, “I already won this round, but if you can pull this top off, I’ll give you this round. It’s easy, see?” and she lightly tugged on it, barely grabbing one side of the knot with her gloved right hand, loosening the knot a little, looking like it wouldn’t take much to expose her massive, wet tits underneath. “It’ll pull right off, see?” she said tugging playfully at it Peter looked on, feeling desperate now. She bent over to put her water bottle down and made sure she bent for fully at the waste, lifting her skirt high, high enough to show almost all of her perfect ass in the small black thong under her skirt. Peter felt his erection grow, but at the same time was annoyed that this girl was not only beating him, but toying with him as well. He walked forward to his opponent now in a ready position, but staying in her corner. Peter lunged ahead at her with a hard right which Athena felt through her gloves as she blocked the attack. He’s still hitting pretty hard, guess I still have to wear him down a little, she thought. Peter threw a left which she dodged, and then another right which landed on her side. Peter was happy when he hit his target and they traded punches for a minute. Peter started to feel tired and threw a big haymaker, which was blocked by Athena’s gloves. The force still knocked her to the side, but she quickly recovered and sent a hard left back to Peter’s ribs. Peter covered up his side and Athena attacked his open face. She sent a hard blow and repositioned herself so Peter’s back was to the corner now. She suckered me into this corner he thought, trying to cover up, but every time he tried to block somewhere, he would be hit in the opening he wasn’t blocking, the punches coming in a fury now. Peter felt exhausted now, and even the hits on his arms were taking their toll, starting to make them feel heavy. Athena saw this and backed up a step, now picking her punches as she pleased, making sure they hit good targets, sending them in as hard to Peter’s face and body, as hard as she could. Peter saw one and put his hand up, and didn’t feel it hit, it had stopped just before his glove. Athena then teased, “Uh, uh, wrong block.” And Peter felt a force hit his midsection harder than he had ever been hit there before. He doubled over and felt another punch to his face, his nose bleeding slightly now. “Wow! That was a hard hit, huh? And a shame you couldn’t take my top off,” Athena said, now shaking her large breasts in face for humiliation, “I guess you don’t deserve them.” she said pointing at them with her right glove at her massive chest, laughing, noticing Peter looking at them in his groggy state, the white material completely see through, showing her perfect, firm breasts. “You do like looking at them don’t you though, huh, you perve? Well here, have a better look.”, She put her right foot up on the middle rope, pinning Peter with her knee, showing off her sexy stocking covered thigh as he was pinned to the corner. She then untied the knot on the shirt, revealing her huge, wet breasts. “You like my 32D’s?”, said Athena in her usual confident voice. Peter definitely did. They were large and fair skinned with small dark nipples. They didn’t have one flaw on them, not one freckle, not one anything, they were just big and perfect. Peter suddenly felt slightly revived and went to jump back up. Unfortunately Athena’s knee was well placed, and only had to bring it up with a quick jerk, landing it under Peter’s chin. Peter’s head snapped back from the blow, also making him hit the back of his head on the turnbuckle. He head was a mixture of consciousness and unconsciousness, landing him in almost a dream state for a couple of minutes. Athena saw she had some time to do what she pleased with her downed opponent, and placed Peter’s heavy feeling arms behind the turnbuckle and tied them together with her discarded shirt. She then started to rub her tits on Peter’s face. He then felt her gloved hand stroking his hard dick through the silky material that was covering it. “I guess I win this round, but I want to hear you say it.”, she said as she continued stroking him, “You like that, Peter, I can call you Peter now, right? I mean I think I’ve earned at least that so far. Am I right, Peter?”, she said softly to him now with no response from Peter just a moaning sound. “No, not yet, ok, well I have all this water and sweat on my tits, can you clean them?”, she said pushing them almost on his face now. Peter pulled his head away in defiance and felt a punch to his exposed midsection, “What was that loser?!”, said Athena as she left her hand resting on his stomach after the hard strike for a second. She pushed her tits up a little higher and pushed Peter’s head into her exposed tits and he went to licking and sucking them clean as Athena went back to jerking him off. “Mmmm…that’s good my little slave, I hope you like it in there, because I’m going to force you in there all day today, but it doesn’t seem like you mind, huh? See if you obey me, we don’t have any problems, do we? We don’t need this anymore.”, and she took off her glove and jerked him off with her bare hand. “Would you say I won this round, Peter?” He muffled a response in her large mammories as he was licking them and she responded, “Good, then were done here.”, she quickly pulled back, lifted his chin with her ungloved hand to where she wanted it, and POW! Came across as hard as she could with her gloved hand to the side of his face. Peter was out cold.

He came to sitting in the corner he was knocked out in, unbound. At least she untied me he thought as he came around. He looked around and heard a familiar voice. “Hey there, sleepy head. You were out for a bit, I guess I really did a number on you.” Athena said smiling, talking to him from below the ring, on the wrestling mat below. Peter noticed she had got rid of some of her outfit and his shirt was now missing. She now only had on the very small black thong which showed most of her rounds ass and was completely naked everywhere else. She put her arms above her head, shaking her tits a little, showing off her perfect body. Her large tits were above a flat stomach on top of a thin waste with strong thighs and calves below that. Athena’s pussy was also completely shaved. Peter felt a good combination of pain and a euphoric feeling as he stared at the hottest body he had ever seen. He also became aware of the camel toe between her sexy thighs. “I took your shirt, hope you don’t mind, it was all sweaty and had some blood on it, it was gross. You look tired Peter, c’mon, we still have two more fights left, and this one is a wrestling one. I got out of that ridiculous outfit so we could get down to some real business. That was just a warm up before, now I’m really ready to get going.” She said excitedly like they were going to an amusement park. Peter slowly got up and came down the side of the ring to the wrestling mat below. Just a warm up, Peter thought, it feels like I’ve already gone twelve rounds and then some. “You’re moving a lot slower now, maybe I can have some real fun with you now.” she continued on. “I’m not done yet”, said Peter as he climbed down from the ring and he got to the opposite side of the mat where his smaller opponent was standing, looking very ready. They met in the middle and Peter grabbed at Athena’s arms forcing her back a little and knocking her down. Peter fell onto her, trapping her arms down and driving his knee hard into her stomach. She winced in pain, but it didn’t last long as Peter felt two legs wrap around his head and pull him back. Athena was on him and now pinned his wrists to the ground above his head with her hands, his arms stretched out as far as they could go. Athena, inches from his face, said, “Now your mine.” Peter still felt very weak from the pounding he took earlier, and the toned arms of Athena felt firm and strong without a hint of fatigue. She wrapped her legs around his and Peter felt his legs being pulled apart like a wishbone. He yelled in pain and his attacker just smiled saying, “This is getting too easy, and your yelling might bring some nosy body around, here let me muffle that for you.” And she put her large tits over her weakened foe’s face and the screams got suddenly quieter. “See that’s better. All this seems familiar, I’m sure you like it in there anyway”, she said laughing, now pulling even hard on his legs. Peter was having trouble breathing when suddenly he got one leg free and the pain stopped and the large fleshy mounds lifted from his face enabling him to take in a deep breath of air. Peter tried to roll over, but Athena was too quick, and still had his wrists in her hands. She wrapped her legs around his beaten midsection and squeezed. Peter felt her strong thighs and knees digging into his abdomen and back as she had his arms over his head trapped in hers, he was in a perfect body scissor. Peter struggled as Athena squeezed down hard with her long legs. “I can hold his all day”, she said, mocking him, “you’re losing this fight, Peter, and pretty soon you’re going to be my little bitch, aren’t you? Would you like me to let you go now?” There was only silence with the occasional grunt of pain that was being forced out of him. “No? How about now?” She squeezed even harder pressing a painful “yes” from Peter. “You just take off those shorts of yours and I’ll let you go. I know at this point I could probably take them off you myself, but I want to make you take them off. I’ll make this pain stop, all you have to do is take those silly blue shorts off”, she said making Peter feel humiliated that this teenage girl was toying with him now. She let go of his arms, and Peter slid off his blue shorts. Athena unhooked her legs and got up. Peter said nothing, just got up slowly almost spent, and stood in a tired ready stance, now completely naked. “You look tired, I told you I wouldn’t go easy on you, although so far you have been pretty easy for me, I should have done this with you the first day of class. It would have made my school year so much easier with you”, she said smirking. Athena went on the offensive this time, and grappled with Peter’s arms, feeling how weak he actually was. She took advantage of this immediately and hip tossed him on the ground, he hit the mat hard and got up slowly, but not before Athena bent her leg around his head and locked it by bending the other leg around her ankle so she basically was sitting Indian style on his face. Peter once again was lost in darkness finding it hard to breathe in another fleshy part of his opponent’s body, this time her round ass. This is mortifying, he thought, not only is she beating me with what seems like relative ease, but now she’s smothering me with her ass. Peter struggled, but he felt his body making only feeble attempts to fight back now. Athena enjoyed the dominance and wiggled her ass on her prisoner’s face, keeping him captive with her big and toned ass. “You give under there yet, Peter? Or should I keep you here till you pass out.” She said loud enough for him to hear as his head was almost engulfed by her large cheeks. Silence, and no tap out. “Well you must like it in there, but let’s pound you down a little more, so when you’re my toy later, you’ll be easier to work with.” Athena said as she let go of the hold, Peter again taking in a deep breath, but not doing much else. He felt his arm being tugged on, pulling him up to his feet, hard, and then this sudden experience of weightless as he was being thrown in the air by another hip toss, only to come crashing down hard. Athena held on to his arm though, and lifted him up again repeating the same move, taking her time this time making sure she slammed him down solidly on the mat. Peter’s body ached all over, and realized he was being taken apart by someone he severely underestimated, but it was too late for all that now and he mustered all the strength he had and got up. “Well I’ll give you an A for effort, but an F in brains”, said Athena as she walked over to Peter slowly. Peter made a feeble attempt to put his hands up defensively, but he felt them knocked away and Athena bending over in front of him. He then felt one arm between his legs and the other on his shoulder, then another feeling of weightlessness. Athena had picked up the larger man and was holding him above her head for what seemed like an infinite amount of time. Athena felt feeling of superiority she had never felt before as she was holding the larger man above her, she then dropped him hard on the mat in front of her. Peter hit so hard that he actually bounced off the mat a good six inches before landing on the ground, face first. His whole body felt numb, and the wind was completely knocked out of him, his only thought was getting oxygen back into his lungs. “Wow! That must have hurt!”, exclaimed Athena smiling, now looking down, eyeing her handy work. Peter was in a heap, struggling to catch a breath, his body red and sweaty. “You look like shit, it must feel pretty bad that this little girl did this to you”, Athena said running her finger from her large tits down her body slowly to the top of her naval. Peter started regain his composure. “That last move I thought would be the icing on the cake for you and it does look like, according the rules, that I win this round because you clearly are incapacitated, but it looks like you still have a little left in you. Let’s find out how much.”, Athena said as she bent down and quickly grabbed at Peter. Her adversary made a pathetic attempt to grab at her arms, but Athena had plenty of energy and strength left, after what felt like a week long fight to her challenger. She knocked Peter’s weakened arms away and put him in a headlock keeping him to the ground. I’ve got him almost completely beaten now, and with relative ease, she thought, proud of her destruction of this larger, adult man. She cranked down on the headlock then bent him backwards over her knee in a back breaker. Peter’s back felt like his back was going to snap as he felt a leg being bent over his face and his legs being held down by, her now free, arms. The center of his back was directly over Athena’s knee. She pressed down and he yelled in pain as Athena heard it echo in the large gymnasium. She poured on the pressure more, now grabbing his balls in one hand squeezing, still forcing his body over her knee. “You give, Peter, or should I start calling you slave now?” “Yes, I give”, yelled Peter. She rolled him off her knee and said, “You’re making too much noise, my little slave, it’s time to quiet you down.” Peter rolled onto the floor face down, Athena using her foot to roll him face up. He felt her plump ass sit on his chest, Athena feeling him scarcely move underneath her. “Too bad for you pinning isn’t a way to win, it could have saved you a lot of pain. I’m glad you didn’t pick up on that when I was setting the rules earlier. I have to say I was a little bit nervous myself when I didn’t mention it, but now I see I didn’t have to worry at all”, she said looking down at him grabbing his hair roughly and pulling it up so he looked her in the eye. She got up off his chest onto to her knees, turned around, put one leg on each of his arms, and looked behind her, down at her now fragile prey. Peter looked up and saw the plump, toned ass facing him as Athena gave it a good slap and wiggled it just for good measure. She then pulled her black thong that almost disappeared in the round cheeks down so her full-sized ass was completely. She then stretched her legs out, putting one leg on each of his out stretched arms pinning them, sitting on top of him in a perfect split. She then sat on Peter’s face. Peter was in darkness again, and this time felt her tight pussy on his face, and it was getting wetter the longer he was in there. He tapped the mat running out of breath, and Athena would raise up for a second or two only to have Athena put it back down after he sucked in some air. She sat, rocking on him till she came hard on his face, rising up to her knees and rubbed her clit quickly, squirting her juices all over him. “Sorry, I’m a squirter”, Athena said laughing and breathing heavy from cumming so hard. A second later Athena rose up, looked down over Peter and said one word, “Pathetic.”

“I think I won already, you know two out of three, but I’m having too much fun with, and I want to finish the last match, it’s a fun one!” She reached in her bag and held up a bottle of oil, “Oil wrestling!” Peter was done, he felt like he couldn’t go on. “So I’ll tell you what, you beat me this round, and we’ll forget about the last two, you win. Winner takes all, how does that sound, unless you just want to start being my little bitch slave now?”, Athena asked confidently. Peter shook his head no, still breathing heavy and not being able to talk yet. This perked Peter up at the thought of not only getting through this, but winning it as well. Athena took off The black thong underwear to now make herself completely naked for all the world to see. Peter just admired her spectacular body for a second. She then went to her bag and pulled out a white bathing suit which consisted of a thong, with a small patch of triangle material that would hardly cover her pussy and just strings everywhere else. One string on each side that would have held it up on her hips, and one string that would probably have just disappeared into her ass. It also had a tiny white top, again only two small patches of triangle material that just barely would have covered her small nipples and not much else. “I was going to wear this, but seeing as how you’ve already seen me naked, and this magnificent body would look even more amazing in oil, we’ll just forget about it.” Said Athena as she threw it to the side and picked up the bottle of oil. Peter watched as she poured the oil all over her perfect body, making the outstanding young body shine and glisten in the lights of the gym. Any man wouldn’t be able to think of anything else than this eighteen year old goddess of perfection in front of them dripping and rubbing oil all over her flawless body. “Here”, she said, and threw him the oil as he followed suit. Peter couldn’t even react as the bottle hit his chest as he was still astonished at the sight in front of him. She stood there gleaming in front of him, like she just came down from heaven, and helooked like he just went through hell. His face was swollen on one side and you could tell his nose had been bleeding. His body was red from the beatings it had sustained. He was hardly standing up on his own. “Oh and this last round is no holds bar” she said as she walked over to him confidently. Peter didn’t even bother with oil and got ready. They locked up, and Peter tried to put her in a headlock, but she was too slippery and she slipped out. Now behind him, she snatched him in a full nelson and forced him to the ground. “I want to start having fun with my slave”, she whispered into his ear as he felt her legs wrap around his midsection squeezing down. She squeezed hard, then released, Peter was just about to say I give. She grabbed him by his hair and head scissored him, seizing his balls in her hand for added pain. He yelled again loudly, and she stopped, and stood up. She grabbed his hair hard, pulling him up by it. Peter stood in front of her barely standing on his own, as she held him up by a tuft of hair. She knew she had him beaten. “Well it looks like your done”, she said, “time to finish you off”, and she pulled him over by his hair kneeing him in the stomach, only to pull him back up and do it again. She threw him half in the boxing ring, again by his hair, and he lay bent over, too spent to move. His conqueror walked away for a second and she came back with Peter’s brown belt, held him down by his hair and slapped him on his bare ass with his own belt. “I’m literally spanking you now, Peter, and I’m going to keep going till you give up”, she said loudly laughing and hit him with the belt at least a half a dozen more times, him yelling with every slap heard on his ass. She stopped, kneed him in his side, bringing him to his knees and shoved his head deep into her tits. Peter felt the oily flesh around his head for what seemed like an eternity, slapping pathetically at her thighs for her let up. She then pulled him out to hear him breathe in a much needed breath and then back in again. Athena pulled the beaten man’s head out of her tits one more time and said, “So what do I want to hear you say?”, “I give” was Peter’s only response.

“Good”, she said, still holding him by his hair. “Now suck my tits, slave, and you call me Ms. Chase from now on.”, and She then slapped him hard in the face and pressed his dick hard against his stomach with her bare foot causing Peter to grimace his face in pain, her saying, “I want you to say ‘yes, Ms. Chase’, after every command I give, you got it ?” Peter submissively replied, “Yes, Ms. Chase.” “See, that wasn’t so hard, now suck”, and she pulled his head, still by holding him by his hair into her massive chest. Peter did what he was told, sucking on one till he was pulled off by his hair to suck the other, back and forth for several minutes. When she had enough fun with that, she threw him across the mat, making him tumble a little. “Get up, and lick my pussy, slave”, Peter did as he was told and she stood over him legs spread apart. His head was pulled up hard and Peter began licking her oil covered pussy like an animal. Athena moaned loudly and she forced his head hard into her, until soon she started to shiver and cum all over Peter’s face, again rubbing her clit fast so she could squirt all over her obedient foe’s face. She walked seductively over to one of the rolled up wrestling mats that were lined up on the wall of the gymnasium, bent over it, wiggled her ass a little, and said, looking back over her bent over body, “Fuck me.” Peter didn’t need to be told twice and said, “Yes, Ms. Chase”. He quickly rushed over and entered her from behind. Peter slid his hard dick in and out of her slowly, until he felt her put one of her hands around his balls and while squeezing, said, “Harder, slave!” and Peter did just that, still feeling the grip around his balls. He fucked her harder and then he felt the pain sharpen even around his testicles, “Harder!” Athena screamed and he pumped her as hard as he could. He then felt her squeeze again and say, “Put it in my ass, now!” He did what he was told and fucked her ass as hard as he could, Athena taking every inch of him, pounding back as hard as he gave. Peter soon came hard and collapsed on the mat next to Athena. She looked down at him and said, “See, I can even beat you sexually”, looking down at this spent body, her looking like she could go for a run in the park. “Although, I didn’t tell you to cum, slave. Now it’s time for you to be punished.” She grabbed him by his hair again, not giving him time to get up, and dragged him by his hair while he was on his hands and knees, like she was dragging her pet dog who had just done something wrong. She rubbed his face all over ass, saying, “Lick.”, and Peter did what he was told, licking her ass clean. Athena pulled on her right ass cheek and shoved his head deep in her ass. Peter licked as deep as he could could inside her ass. “You like being my slave don’t you?”, she said, pulling his head out from her round cheeks, looking down at him. She slapped her tits in his face and told him to sit on the edge of the ring. She knelt down and put her full lips on his dick, making it instantly hard again. She sucked him like he had never felt before. She used her tits and then her mouth, back and forth till she saw he was about to cum and put her mouth on this shaft, swallowing his whole load. Peter was almost shivering with pleasure. “You see, you treat me right, slave, and I’ll treat you right.”, she said as she walked over to her gym bag. “Now carry my things down stairs to the locker room and clean me up in the shower. Oh, and Monday during school, I don’t want you do even look at me in class, or I’ll kick your ass up and down this gymnasium again, got it?” “Yes, Ms Chase.” Replied Peter obediently.