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Tori answered the door in a sexy belly dancer costume, with sheer nude pantyhose. My eyes bulged and my jaw dropped! I was wearing my gi and yellow belt. “I thought we were doing judo practice…?!” I stammered. “We are!” She said, taking me by the hand. For the next hour, Tori flipped me around the room, over and over, until I couldn’t stand. Then, she took great joy in posing over, and humiliating me while I cowered at her lovely feet. If I tried to sit up, she’d roughly push me back down with her foot. I laid back, submissively, while she hovered her sweaty foot over my face, close to my nose. She quietly, calmly told me that I was hers…that she owned me. I’d never felt so weak, so submissive in my entire life. I felt like such a pussy, yet, strangely comfortable…and aroused in a way I’d never known! Before my very eyes, the sweet, gentle girl-next-door had become some kind of judo dominatrix! My dearest fantasy! This went on for 20 minutes or so, until Tori’s expression changed, and she said, brightly, “Why don’t you rest for a couple minutes…I’ll bring you some water!” She returned with a cool glass, and gently nursed me, asking if I was okay. Finally, when I’d recovered some composure, Tori flopped to the carpet and said “I’ve got another hour. Wanna’ do some ground work? I’d like to work on my submission holds. Come on…see if you can pass my guard!”
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