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black_lotus

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Aug 1, 2013
Location
in the black sexual land of my brain. or your pant
Raina Wright always was a disciplined fighter that gave no mercy to anyone, no matter if they were male or female. She fought to win and trained to succeed. It was a fresh new group that entered the school and Raina knew she could take them all. Especially her new "sparring" partner, Nathan Stone. Even though it's only been a week, Raina knew he hated her with a passion but she didn't care since he would never back down from a chance to lose to her. "For a man, you sure are weak." She teased as she slammed him down to the mat for the fourth time in a row.
 
"For a girl, you're a real bitch!" He retorted after he recovered from the slam. He staggered to his feet, air knocked out of him and his body feeling weird from the sensation of it. He was stubborn, and wasn't willing to give up so easily...despite his obvious disadvantage. He glared at Raina, hands clenched in fists as he tried to play out in his head what he could do, but even in his mind everything he thought was in shambles and she countered everything. He glared at her and decided to rush her. His body moved forward and instead of an actual attack, he went low toward her waist in an attempt to tackle her to the ground and then pummel her then.
 
Raina shook her head as she felt the other grab for her, laughing she grabbed his waist belt, slid her left foot underneath his and picked him up off the ground then sent a sharp jab into his chest, causing him to fall over. "You should never try to attack when you anger little boy!" She teased, kicking him in his diaphragm. "You only lose faster and harder that way."
 
"Oh fuuuuuck!" He cried out as he felt himself get lifted off the ground and then felt the painful jab to his chest and then a kick to his diaphragm once he was on the ground. He curled up, coughing a little bit and waved her off as if saying he was done. "Fine...Fine you win this time...Gyack..." He coughed a little more and staggered up a bit. "I'll beat you one of these days you sadistic bitch...!" He was obviously angry if he was resorting to name calling. He turned and began to weakly trudge off toward his room to recover.
 
Raina feigned disappointment when Nathan staggered away. "You can't beat me if you can't find control little boy!" She shouted as she walked into the female locker room to change clothes and freshen up. As she showered and dressed in her usual grey tee shirt, that exposed her toned stomach, tight denim jeans and biker boots, jacket and helmet. Raina waited for Nathan to step out of the locker room.
 
Once out, Nathan wore his casual clothes rather than his tank top and gym shorts that he wore when he trained and sparred. He usually wore blue: A blue vest with a very, very light blue shirt underneath and some blue pants...though his shoes would be black. He didn't like shoes that were anything other than black. He could see Raina out the corner of his eye, but he didn't pay any attention to her. He simply turned and headed in the opposite direction. It would be the long way to the room they let him stay in at the dojo but he didn't want to confront Raina...at all.
 
"Nathan!" Raina called out, as she watched him completely avoided her. True they were in different years but she should show the kid respect. She thought then laughed out loud at how unlikely it would be. "You should never walk away from your senior." She stated, gracefully walking toward him, her large breasts free of her constricting sports bra bounced with every move she made to him.
 
He stopped and turned to look at her as she came toward him, eying her breasts as they bounced with each step though he still looked annoyed. "You're right. How stupid of me. Do you want me to walk you across a street or get you some prune juice you old bat?" He said coldly. He shook his head and continued to walk back around, annoyed with her the entire time. "Why are you following me?"
 
Raina giggled bitterly but let his remark slide by. His apparent hatred for her only drove her more and more to antagonize him. "1. My room is in the way direction, 2. Stop being a freaking pouty pussy and listen. I'll teach you my best moves and how to control yourself if you really want to get strong enough to beat me." She spat, crossing her arms, causing her cleavage to be seen from the top of her shirt.
 
He stopped and turned to look at her, seeing her cleavage even more though he tried his best not to look down there. "Why would you help me? You and I both know that we hate each other and that I want to secretly murder you in the night, but I know I wouldn't be able to get away with it cause I'll just lose at that too won't I?" He grunted. "So explain to me why you're so willing to help? Why would you help someone who hates you, beat you?"
 
"I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" He said with a sigh and seemed to lighten up a bit. "Fine...What is it? What favor do I owe you if I get special training from you?" He wasn't entirely certain if he should trust Raina...but if it meant he could eventually beat her, then he'd probably do anything. "Well?"
 
Instantly her face changed, from taunting to devilish, when he asked what it was that she wanted. "Let me play with you, I haven't had a good toy in a while. Before school, after sparring and after school, I want you to please me. You please me I will teach you more than you know, as well as help you gain control." She stated pressing her chest to his. "So?"
 
"Sex? Is that it?" He let his guard down. "Well damn. If I get to have sex with you AND you teach me, then hell...I'm in." Of course he didn't exactly know what he was getting himself into. He could only be slightly cautious with that smile she had on her face. "Fine then...When do we start my training? Not today though...I think I need to go and rest after that beating I received today..." He rubbed his stomach, which was slightly bruised underneath his shirt.
 
Raina nodded and stepped back, her grin still smug on her face. "Meet me back here in an hour." She told him then proceeded to walk out of the dojo, her firm bum, swaying with every turn of her hips. Such a young boy he truly was, not even aware of what it was she had in store for him from this point on. "Hmmm, It's still early." She hummed to herself as she sauntered into her room to change her clothes into something more "comfortable."
 
"Wait...An hour? Does that really..." He couldn't finish what he said as she was already off on her own. He sighed. "Something tells me I signed a death warrant...But whatever...If death should come, then I'll go out fighting!" He turned and headed off the short way toward his room. He put some soothing salve on his bruises and sighed as he relaxed on his bed, not able to nap for the hour that she gave him. He wondered what she had in store for him. Before he could even tell that an hour went by, his alarm went off...signalling for him to go and meet her back where she told him to. "Here comes....Whatever it is she's got planned." He said as he slowly got out of the bed, minding his wounds. He put on another layer of salve and then headed out to meet her.
 
Raina waited for Nathan, dressed in her mini all black, silk kimono and silver stilettoes. When he arrived, her compose was unchanging, business first pleasure second she continued to chant as she stared at him. He was by far the best looking guy in the dojo and the strongest, but it made him reckless and he needed to be taught. "You seem over dressed." She giggled, letting her hair down seeing how it was in a neat bun.
 
"Huh?" He was confused. "I'm overdressed...But you're dressed rather exotically..." He rubbed the back of his head and looked even more confused now. "Raina...Why are YOU dressed in a kimono with stilettoes? Isn't that a bit much for training...? If anything, a kick from the stiletto might kill me..." He could already imagine the pointed heel stabbing him with each kick she might give him. He began to remove the vest he usually wore and held it in his hands. "Where to? What are we doing exactly?"
 
He raised an eyebrow. "So we're playing a stripping game huh?" He grinned and cracked his knuckles, very much anticipating this. "I'm going to win then if it means I get to see you naked, Raina." He began to circle her, eying up and down her body...imagining what she looked like without any clothes on. A perverted smirk went across his face as he stopped and took a single step for her to get within reach, and a fist went straight for her stomach. If it would connect, he'd simple wrap his arms around her curled body and then drop down as hard as he could, using his body weight to knock the air out of her and then keep her pinned down. If it worked anyway.
 
He felt the pain from being flipped on his back and listened to her explain the first rule to her training regime. The next thing he knew, he felt her press her stiletto into his chest. Then heard her...odd request. "W-wait...WHAT?" He pushed her foot off of his chest, but the dragging of the heel across his skin cut up his skin slightly under his clothes. "What the hell did you just ask me to do? Who the hell do you think I am!?"
 
"What kind of sadistic..." He never agreed to this. At least he wouldn't have if he had known she was really like this. He glared at her...heavily. Eyes saying such foul language that would make a nun faint and question humanity's sanity upon her revival. He knew he had no choice. She was better than him...He knew she would kick his ass if he refused...And there was no where to run, and no where to hide. He growled lightly and leaned his head down, took her shoe in his hand and kissed her toe lightly before pulling away. "There...Happy?"
 
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