The humiliation of my boyfriend part 2
By G.S, reddit93@hotmail.com



Continuation where my boyfriend discovers that me pinning him down in our
wrestling match is only just the beginning. Feedback is greatly appreciated.

Background: My name is Gabriella. I am 5?8, weigh 135 pounds, and am slender
with blonde hair. Age is in the early 20s.

Link to first part:
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc35/thehumiliationofmyboyfriend01.txt

After I let my boyfriend up, he walked away in shame, his head drooped down. I
didn?t mind, as I was still mindblown by the amazing sex we had while I had
him pinned beneath me. While things were fine on my end, as I didn?t think any
less of him after our wrestling match, he spent the next week pretty much
trying to avoid me and rarely speaking to me. The strange thing was, I didn?t
mind. I loved the feeling of being both feared and respected by him. Whenever
I told him to do something now, he obeyed without question, which had never
happened before. For a while, it seemed like things in our relationship were
better than before but soon, I realized there were a few problems with our new
relationship. First, the intimacy in our relationship was at an all time low.
He didn?t make any kind of moves on me, and I often had to try very hard to
get him to kiss or touch me. As for sex, we haven?t done it ever since the
wrestling match. And when I actually did try to be intimate with him, there
was a complete lack of passion on his end, which was a disappointment. I tried
telling him that I didn?t care that I was stronger than him and that he was
still ?the man? but he ignored me and continued to be moody.

The other problem was that I really wanted to wrestle again. I missed the
feeling of asserting my dominance over him, my body pinning down his despite
the size difference and looking into his eyes and seeing fear, embarrassment
and respect there. This didn?t even include the glorious orgasm I had
afterwards. Not only did I want to wrestle again, but I wanted to show people
that I was really stronger than him. I read and heard about a few women who
were stronger than their man, which earned them a lot of respect and
admiration from everyone. After all, they were far and few between.
Unfortunately, I made a promise to him to not tell anyone about how I beat him
in wrestling, and I was a woman of my word. As for trying to wrestle again,
there was no chance of that happening again. His ego took a huge blow which I
was afraid would never recover and he refused to wrestle me every time I
merely even suggested it.

I thought I was doomed with these problems until one Saturday afternoon. I had
recently joined a gym, wanting to get stronger and healthier although I didn?t
go all too often, since I wanted to maintain my slender frame. Most of the
women who could beat men in fights were toned and muscular and I wanted to
stand out from them, relying on technique and my smarts rather than strength
when it came to wrestling. Besides, something about a small, petit female
pinning down a much larger guy made me tingle a bit. Despite my limited time
there, I made a few friends there: Abigail, Kara and Rachel, and we were all
hanging out at our place, with Henry doing something else upstairs. We engaged
in typical girl chat for a while before moving on to talking about strength
(we all knew each other from gym after all). Soon afterwards, the topic of
female dominance came up and I suddenly found myself in quite a situation. The
best opportunity to brag about my conquest over Henry had just arisen but I
still had a promise to keep. As much as I wanted to talk, I still respected my
boyfriend and tried keeping my mouth shut about it. The conversation went on,
and it was then I learned that all three of them all thought it was impossible
for a woman to beat a guy in wrestling. I couldn?t help but argue back, saying
that it was actually possible with the right amount of technique. They just
laughed at me and asked if I knew any woman like that. Finally, I couldn?t
help myself any longer and let it all out. ?I do know someone who can beat
their boyfriend in wrestling,? I claimed angrily.

?And who would that be?? asked Abigail, with a smirk on her face.

?Myself. I just beat Henry in a wrestling match a few weeks ago,? my face
turning red. I knew they would never believe me and I was only making a fool
of myself but I couldn?t help saying it.

As I predicted, they just threw their heads back and laughed. ?You mean your
boyfriend who?s almost as twice as large as you?? Rachel mocked.

?I learned wrestling and judo a while ago. Size doesn?t mean anything if you
have the technique,? I countered.

Rachel argued back, ?Are you sure he wasn?t just play fighting and going easy
on you??

I was about to reply back when Kara interrupted, ?Hold on. I think the best
way to prove this is to see it for ourselves.?

I panicked and said, ?Well, after I won, Henry doesn?t want to wrestle with me
anymore...?

Abigail laughed and said, ?Come on, do you really expect us to believe you??
The other women had huge grins on their faces and suddenly, I was determined
to wipe them off once and for all.

?Wait here,? I told them. I ran upstairs as quickly as I could. Henry was in
his room, on his computer, working on a project.

?Henry, you have to come downstairs,? I told him.

?Why?? he asked. I just repeated myself, not letting him know the purpose of
my request.

He reluctantly followed me downstairs, where my friends were waiting. ?What?s
this about?? he asked, looking confused. Kara pipped up, ?Gabby said she beat
you wrestling a few weeks ago. Is this true??

Henry turned red and looked quickly at me before muttering, ?No.?

I spoke up, ?Come on baby, you don?t have to lie. It?s nothing to be ashamed
of.?

He turned even redder and Rachel finally proposed the idea that had been in my
mind ever since the conversation about female dominance started. ?Why don?t
you two wrestle right now and we can see if Gabby is lying or telling the
truth??

?I have a lot of work to do,? he claimed. All of us could see he was lying and
I could tell the girls were starting to believe me. They taunted him, asking
him if he was scared of losing to a girl but after what he had been through,
it didn?t faze him one bit. He started to walk away but I had an idea in mind
to get him back. I ran up beside him, grabbed his arm and told him in a
threatening voice, ?Henry, if you try to run away from this, I?m going to
twist your arm into a lock and then drag you back. We can do this the easy way
or the hard way.?

He pleaded with me, ?Please don?t do this,? but I ignored him and continued
waiting for his response. His head lowered in shame, signalling his surrender.
I held his hand in triumphant victory and walked him back to where the girls
were waiting.

?So let?s see if the rumors are true,? Kara said. Henry and I circled each
other, just like a few weeks prior. He was wearing a black T-shirt with shorts
while I was in a white tube with jean shorts. Neither of us were in our
preferred ?wrestling attire?, him preferring to be shirtless while I wanted to
strip off to my underwear, but it would have to do. I looked at him and I
could already see the defeat in his eyes. Not only had I gotten stronger since
the last time we fought while he didn?t, but my friends were all cheering me
on from the side. I thought that this would be a cakewalk compared to last
time when he made his move. He grabbed onto my arms, surprisingly tight. I
tried to draw them back into a defensive stance so that I could wear him out
but I couldn?t budge them from his grip. I realized that the fear of losing to
me in front of other girls must have terrified him enough to increase his
motivation to beat me, which boosted his strength. The girls started muttering
disapprovingly to themselves which irritated me. I grunted and used all the
strength I had to break free from his grip. He grimaced and stood back, and we
were back where we began. This time, he was waiting for me to do the first
move instead. Initiating was always my weak point so I was pretty nervous at
this point. Calming myself down, I knew I had to outsmart him with my next
move in order to have a chance at winning. I went at him with my arms, making
him think that I was going to toss him over my shoulder or put his arm in a
lock. At the very last second, I swerved to the side and swept my leg between
his, sending him toppling to the floor.

He fell down and landed with a heavy grunt. The fall had tired him out a lot
but I knew it wasn?t quite time to move in for the pin yet. I let him get back
up, watching his flustered face turn red while doing so. I seemed to have
reignited that anger in him that he felt when he first got thrown over by me,
which was great. An angrier opponent was a lot easier to take down than a calm
one. To make things better, the girls started cheering even louder for me,
saying things like, ?You go, girl!? and ?Way to go, Gabby!?

When he got back up, I started dancing around from side to side. He lunged at
me a few times, but weaving around them was much easier now that he was angry
and exhausted. Noticing an opportunity, I went for his legs and tried grabbing
them. He bent down and reached at mine, and for a moment, we both stood there
awkwardly, trying to gain leverage on each other. I kicked out with my foot,
striking him behind his foot. He stumbled and I used all the strength I had in
my hips to toss him over. After we both landed with a heavy thud, I noticed he
was still winded up, so I thought it would be a good idea to try and get on
top of him now. I tried getting my hips around him but he violently bucked up,
tossing me back and surprising me with his strength. I managed to wrap my legs
around his waist, in a body scissors, before he got on top of me. I tried to
fend him off but to no avail. My technique might be a lot better than his but
it was brute strength that mattered now, and mine was no match for his, even
in his exhausted state. The only thing keeping me from losing the fight were
my legs, slowly sapping away at his strength. His arms were now preoccupied
with prying them loose, to no avail. As I kept squeezing him for dear life,
Abigail yelled out, ?Keep squeezing him, you got this!? I happily obeyed,
enjoying the feeling of him squirming and turning to mush between my legs. His
face was turning redder by the second.

Unfortunately, he had a plan to break free from my scissors. He fell down on
his side, so that while my legs still held him in place, his body weight was
crushing my right leg. I knew I had to let him go or I would risk serious
damage to it. Straining, I barely managed to pull my leg underneath him and
got loose. Both of us stayed on the ground, grabbing at each other to attempt
to move into a pin. I felt my entire body feeling drained of energy but I knew
I was so close to victory. One small slip-up and I was finished. Normally, a
girl losing to a guy wasn?t so bad because it was expected, but I had boasted
to my newfound friends that I could beat Henry. I couldn?t let them down,
especially since Kara, Abigail and Rachel were all now cheering for me. Not
only that but I wanted to prove to myself that my first victory wasn?t just a
fluke and I wanted to make women proud and show that women were capable of
wrestling and beating men. Finally, there was something else too: the erotic
potential of this fight. I still remember when I mounted Henry and had sex
with him while keeping him pinned. Even now, I felt warmth spread to my clit,
as all the physical contact was arousing me greatly, from grabbing each other
arms to our bodies almost being entwined with one another.

All of this gave me extra strength and I managed to press my weight against
his body with enough force to send him onto his back. As he tried to recover,
I straddled him across his stomach and grabbed his wrists, trying to force
them down. While I was stronger than him at the moment, he still put up a
powerful struggle and was on the verge of squirming loose from underneath me.
Acting quickly, I scooched upwards, now sitting on his chest, making it near
impossible for him to escape now. While he struggled under my body weight, I
took my legs and pinned them down on his arms, essentially putting him in a
schoolgirl pin. The cheering from my girl friends was deafening, since I was
so close to victory now. Rachel yelled out, ?Keep on him, Gabby!? while
Abigail said, ?You?ve got this, girl!? His arms were the only things still
struggling, as the rest of his body had given up. I took his arms and lifted
them up long enough so that I could slip my legs underneath. His arms were now
solidly pinned in the crook of my legs and without them, he didn?t have enough
strength to get me off him. I watched with satisfaction as his face went into
full panic mode, terrified that he was going to lose to me again. The girls
started counting down from ten, the agreed upon time for victory by pin.
Henry?s face grew red between my legs and I felt him shaking underneath me but
it was hopeless for him. He was unable to even move an inch and I laughed at
him as the girls finished their countdown and walked over to me.

They went over and gave me a few congratulatory kisses and hugs while I
remained mounted on Henry, enjoying my dominant position.

?We?re sorry for doubting you, babe,? Kara said, watching Henry with
amusement.

?It?s okay. Maybe you girls should try doing this with your boyfriends one
day. It?s so fun beating guys!? I told them.

?We?re nowhere near as good as you are though, so it?s different,? said
Abigail.

I just smiled at that and gave them a few basic pointers that I learned such
as different pins, holds, locks, sweeps and other basic things. I told them to
keep them in mind and if they do, that?s all they needed to beat guys at
wrestling. ?Guys aren?t that tough,? I smiled again. ?Just keep those things
in mind and you will win.? The girls continued to fawn over me while I gave
them more advice. The most fun part was, while conversing with the girls,
Henry just laid underneath me, completely powerless to get me off him. My body
sitting on his chest and pinning him down wore away what energy he was
regaining over time and all he could do was lie there, listening to us girls
talk. I could have kept sitting on him forever and he would be completely
helpless to do anything. To make matters worse for him, after we were finished
talking about beating guys up, we moved on to different topics altogether,
still not letting him up. Me, Kara, Rachel and Abigail just casually chatted
away, completely ignoring my poor boyfriend. It was a good half an hour into
the conversation when he finally had enough. He couldn?t get me off him but he
gave out a yell and said, ?Get the fuck off me!?

The girls and I looked shocked at the sudden outburst. Kara said, ?We?re
trying to talk here, don?t be so rude,? while poking him in the ribs. Henry
gave out a stifled laugh and a spasm and the girls? faces lit up with evil
grins.

?Is your boyfriend ticklish?? Kara asked me.

I responded with a hearty ?yes? and Kara tickled him again, causing him to
laugh uncontrollably. I always wanted to tickle him but every time I tried, he
would violently shove me away. Now the tables were turned, and I could keep
him trapped here while the girls were free to tickle him as much as they
wanted. Even though he was depleted of all strength, he still tried to escape,
since he hated being tickled. Seeing how torturous this was for him, Abigail
and Rachel joined in, their long nails poking at his sides.

?Hold him there for us, will you babe?? Rachel asked while giving his sides a
good squeeze. I enthusiastically agreed, since it was hilarious watching him
squirm and laugh like that. What made it even better was that he couldn?t even
see where the girls were tickling him; all he could see was my gloating face
right above him.

He swore at us in frustration, which made the girls tickle him even harder,
their long nails digging into his sides and ribs. I felt him thrash around
underneath me but kept him pinned, preventing him from escaping. This made my
nipples get hard and I felt very aroused at this point but I knew releasing my
orgasm would have to wait until the girls left.

?If you don?t like it, you shouldn?t have gotten beaten by a girl,? Abigail
laughed. I couldn?t see their faces from where I was sitting, but it seemed
like they were having the time of their lives just like I was.

Finally, we took pity on Henry and stopped. I got off of him but he was too
exhausted from both the schoolgirl pin and the tickling to even bother
standing up. Ignoring him once more, I said goodbye to the girls, who told me
they had lots of fun and that they would see me again soon. After they left, I
turned to Henry, still lying on his back. I was still quite hot and moist so I
knew this was the time. I quickly slipped off my white tube top and shorts
which drew Henry?s attention. I walked over to him and said in a demanding
voice, ?We?re going to have sex now, and you better please me this time. If
you don?t, I?ll call the girls over here again, pin you down and have them
tickle you even longer!?

Terrified at my threat, he obeyed and got to his feet. I held his hand and we
walked back to the bedroom where I pushed him onto the bed and straddled him.
After taking off his shorts and shirt, I finally got the orgasm I waited so
long for.