How do you feel about Female Superiority, Femdom Wrestling and Femdom Martial Arts? Do you love them? Do you hate them? Can you take them or leave them? As many of you know, I love all forms of Female Domination, including those mentioned above.
In fact, I used to compete in bodybuilding fitness competitions and triathlons at the national level back when I was in my 20s and early 30s so I am no stranger to endurance sports and fitness. I am also no stranger to being underestimated when it comes to my athletic abilities- particularly by men.
I have taken a lot of kickboxing and Martial arts classes over the years and have gotten quite good at several of the disciplines and though I’ve never been a wrestler, I have watched a lot of wrestling over the years and know all the mistakes rookies- or in this case, men who are thinking with the little head instead of the big head- make. Not only do they make the same stupid mistakes every time but in addition to their underestimation of My abilities, they highly overestimate their own.
Every. Single. Time.
I especially love it when big, strong, overconfident jocks underestimate my abilities because that gives me an opportunity to quite easily dominate and humiliate them by putting them in their place before they even realize what hit them!
I have two regular callers who are both very big into female superiority and female domination through brainpower and physical fitness, whether that be one of the many forms of martial arts, Femdom wrestling, and eve good old-fashioned arm wrestling. As luck would have it, for the first time ever, they both called me one right after the other the other day, which gave me an idea for a terrific scenario.
In this scenario, both are my service submissives, each serving me in different ways, though neither has ever met the other or even knows about the other until that fateful day arrives. This is quite the detailed D/s scene so I’ll be doing this as a 4-part blog post series consisting of the Prelims, the Warm-ups, the Main Event, and the Aftermath.
Femdom Wrestling Match Prelim Introductions
Since your Femdom Mistress needs no introduction, I’ll introduce each of the service submissives with a little background on each of them. While both are different in many ways and the circumstances of how they came to be in my submissive stable are different, the outcome for both of them is the same. They had no choice but to end up as my submissive slaves because I beat them fair and square at their own respective games, so to speak, stripping away all traces of masculinity and dignity and replacing it with unquestioning obedience and a heavy dose of humiliation.
Now, for the introductions….
Service Submissive #1
Service submissive #1-we’ll call him Mr. Wimpy-has been my in my service the longest of the two. I don’t remember exactly how long ago it was that I enticed and enchanted him wearing my black lingerie as I was getting ready for a party as the first step in my multi-faceted plan to render him incapable of posing as the “real man” he always thought he’d been but I assure you it was many years ago, and at this juncture, all remnants of those days are long gone.
These days, he spends his time in the basement as a chaste slave, wearing chastity belt, locked knickers, and a locked bra washing and mending my many pair of underpants when he’s not locked in his cell in the corner. He’s quite polite these days and never questions an order lest he be reminded of how he got here in the first place. Suffice it to say, in all manner of competition-and in the beginning, there were many-whether it be brains or brawn, Mr. Wimpy has never even come close to winning!
Oh, I like to toy with him a good bit and let him think he stands a chance, sometimes even letting him “almost” win as he huffs and puffs and wears himself out while I look bored stiff as I effortlessly keep him at bay. Once I’m sufficiently satisfied that he’s thoroughly worn himself out and humiliated himself enough, with lightening speed and no apparent effort at all, I reverse position and win (if arm wrestling) or knock him out cold (if Femdom wrestling or martial arts) and stand over him in a victory pose.
The victory pose for Mr. Wimpy is especially important and humiliating because all he ever wants is just to see what color underpants I’m wearing-he’s the one who wears panties or knickers, as he likes to call them-and of course, he’s just never quite able to.
Why is he never able to? Because I knock him out cold first and then I do the victory pose over him, lifting my skirt for the crowd to see the one thing he’s always wanted to see and will never get to! Then, as quickly as I knocked him out, I smoothed my skirt back down just in time to see him coming to, wondering what the heck happened while the crowd cheered wildly pointing out what he missed. Can you say dominated, humiliated, and emasculated? 😉
Service Submissive #2
Service submissive #2-we’ll call him D-has also been my submissive for many years, though like with Mr. Wimpy, I cannot recall the exact date I first beat D into submission during a Femdom wrestling match, but I do recall the details. Do you recall our first match, D? Let me refresh your memory and humiiation as I recount it here for all to read.
D was no stranger to Female Domination and Femdom wrestling when he first called me, having taken a literal Femdom beat down many times before. He called to recount one of most emasculating yet most exciting Femdom wrestling matches he’d had. After he told me all about how young, strong and muscular he was at the time, he proceeded to tell me in great detail how a beautiful, sexy, slender female in a sexy one piece enticed him into the ring, totally naked with boner on display for all to see and then gave him a thorough ass-kicking.
One of the best things about it is that the match was outdoors and well attended with many of her female friends as well as a barrage of onlookers that heard the goings-on from a distance and followed the grunts and groans and cheers to arrive just in time to see poor D topple to the ground like a fallen redwood while a wisp of a female in comparison to his large frame stood over him in a victory pose while the crowd cheered and chanted.
Me being me, I couldn’t just listen and say “wow, that was a great story!” Not a chance! What did I do? Always eager to entertain myself while dishing out erotic humiliation, I did what any self-respecting Femdom Mistress would’ve done in that situation.
I grabbed him, still passed out cold, by his boner, lifted him off the mat and up into standing position, bringing back to reality in the process. As soon as the reality of what had just happened hit, he saw the look in my eye for just a split second before the top of my foot landed swiftly underneath those testicles with such power, he fell to the ground again and the rest was history. Female Domination with a heaping helping of CBT humiliation at it’s finest!!
…and that’s a wrap of the Femdom Wrestling Match Prelims.
What’s Next?
Are you ready to get your ass kicked?
What’s next, is the Warm-ups. The warm-ups are not merely the warm-ups done prior to the fight. The warm-ups refer to the weeks’ long build up to get them in the right mindset.
What? No physical training? Nope, not from me. They can train themselves until their heart is content; in fact, I encourage that, because the more they physically train, the better physical shape they think they are in, and the more confident they become that they stand a chance at winning.
Deep down, the both know-as do we-that they never stood a chance and that all the training and perseverance to get themselves into what they consider the best physical shape of their lives makes zero difference in the outcome of the fight itself. It does, however, become an affirmation of the humiliation they are about to receive!
Okay, that’s all for now. Tune in next week to read all about how I “train” them for the Big Match’s Main Event. Meanwhile, drop a comment and let me know if you’re enjoying this so far and what you anticipate might happen during the Warm-up phase.
Even better, if you’re enjoying this post because you enjoy Female Superiority and all the ways a Femdom can kick a poor sap’s ass just because his ego is bigger than his brain, then give me a call and let’s create our own fun Femdom Wrestling, Femdom Martial Arts, or any other form of Femdom Superiority and submissive emasculation.
Until next time~
Your Intelligent Fantasies Mistress
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