Tina was so confident she could win. She was ready for this, her long black hair tied behind on a ponytail, dressed in a white dobok with black tti wrapped around her waist, a symbol of this young woman's skill level. The fair looking woman had taken up taekwondo as a hobby for ten long years, where regular practice had turned her body tight and lean, which she never showed off for men regardless of the social occasion. She never saw the point of attracting what she termed as "unwanted attention". This self-proclaimed strong woman never even had a long term relationship with any man.
She was sure some nobody named Sean would not fare well against her in this underground martial arts challenge. She boasted her mastery and understanding of her own sport would overpower any of these amateurs in that unlicensed MMA gym.
And there she was in this brightly lit spacious room, standing on the foam mat and surrounded by some twenty-odd gym attendees seated. She noticed all were men looking in her direction and whispering. Probably talking about how pretty she is, Tina thought, and she could not help the small smile that crept over her face. Sure, she usually dressed conservatively outside - both work and leisure, but there's the girl in her who still takes pride in looking good. A spark of cheekiness came over her, and she decided to tease them a little with her no-holds barred challenge.
"If any of you losers in the gym win, you can do anything to me," her smug face sneering back at the audience.
Sean stood up among the chuckling men and nonchalantly accepted that challenge. The rough looking man was in his regular training shorts, showing off his tough physique, having taken off his shirt earlier on. He was the founder of this underground gym, always generously hosting the occasional friendly challenge from outsiders time to time. Well, it was time for him to step in to show the men how it is done.
"No gloves needed for a girl," he commented with an unpleasant leer at Tina, one that seemingly went over her head.
Tina got into her fighting stance with her eyes narrowed. Sean whistled as he looked Tina up and down, having briefly thought this lady would have looked hotter if she wasn't behaving and dressing so "manly". He decided that this woman needed to be taught a lesson, to know her own place.
The match began.
She wasn't going to take Sean lightly, given his bigger, intimidating frame. Considering her own lithe body, she believed he would be a little too slow for her fast kicking techniques.
She dashed forward with gusto. To strike hard and fast, take him down quickly before he can pull a debilitating attack. Then she had a second of pause - Something was on her waist and now her attire felt loose. She looked downwards and realized her black belt was missing. Her head turned back and was astonished to see a grinning Sean holding and flinging it off the stage right before her eyes.
"Grrr," she growled at the insult. She ran again, turning her waist to ready for a flying sidekick. He parried her kick, and she landed on her ass painfully. Before she could even get up, Sean had her by the collar and began pulling her uniform off and over her head.
"Hey! Stop it you asshole!" She yelled, as the audience merely laughed. Her black sports bra was exposed, showing off more of her feminine flesh. Tina blushed in embarrassment. She had never been exposed in such a way to so many men.
"By all means, lose all your clothes while you lose," Sean gloated.
She glared back and screamed in rage with her fists raised. He merely side-stepped her and pulled at her arms. What frightening speed, she thought. In no time one of his arms had pinned her wrists together against her back, while he had put her over his knee. She was helpless, she could not struggle from that powerful grip of his, and his other free hand pulled her white pants down, exposing that panty-clad, pert bottom of hers.
"What a fucking dumb bitch, coming over to my turf to challenge us guys. Papa spank!"
He raised his hand and struck her ass with a hard, audible smack.
She howled for every stroke of his palm against her bottom. What made it worse was the humiliation of being spanked right in front of these laughing punks, as she looked down on the mat, refusing to look up at them. She had not kept count of exactly how many smacks she received, but it must have been over fifty times before he finally let her go.
She rolled back to her feet in a fury, wincing at that sore fanny he afforded her. She wanted nothing more to tear him to bits at this point in time.
No chance for that. He jumped on her just after she pulled her pants back up, his arms over her on a chokehold as she huffed in surprise.
"Quit fighting girl and take off your panties now!" Sean laughed right into her ear.
Unable to withstand his powerful assault, Tina passed out.
She woke up with a start. She surely hadn't spent too much time unconscious - She was still in the gym with the audience around. To her shock, she looked up to find her arms held over her head, rope-tied to the metal ceiling bars above, the weight of her body hanging against her wrists and making her wince. Steadying her knees, she wriggled her wrists but she could not get out of her bounds.
Sean was in front of her, with a stern stare and glaring down at her.
"You lost, didn't you?" He asked as he put his hand behind Tina's hair-tie and freed it, so her hair flowed on her shoulders.
