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good to stretch out legs for a while.
Life was in danger of getting a little dull.”
“We should really train,” said Kim, a thin smile playing about her
lips. “I mean there’s bound to be a huge amount of danger
parachuting into the middle of enemy occupied territory. We should
really try to be at the top of our games.”
“What do you have in mind?” Asked Ivy, although she knew perfectly
well.
“Hand to hand combat?” Suggested Kim.
“Oh so you think you can take me on do you?” Smiled Ivy.
“I know I can take you on,” replied Kim. “I beat you last time,
remember?”
“Only because I let you win.”

The two of them went into the bedroom and quickly undressed,
stripping down to their bras and panties. Kim looked up and down at
Ivy’s perfectly proportioned body, her firm breasts bulging from
her bra and her long strong legs. She quickly decided she was going
to deliberately lose the coming battle between them although she
was determined to put up one hell of a fight. “Okay,” said Ivy.
“Let’s do this fairly. No weapons and no spitting.”
“What about biting, scratching and hair pulling?” Asked Kim.
Ivy smiled. “Oh you know there’s going be all of those things,” she
said delightedly. “Now I’m going to count to three and when I’ve
done so we go to it, right? The first one to pin the others hands
down wins.”
“Got it,” said Kim, readying herself in anticipation.
“One, two…” And with that Ivy dived across the bed, tackling Ivy to
the floor before quickly climbing up her body as she tried to seize
hold of her wrists.
“Hey!” Cried Kim, as she struggled to free herself. “I wasn’t
ready!”
“Always expect the element of surprise!” Exclaimed Ivy triumphantly
as she dragged her up, threw her on the bed and fought to force
Kim’s hands against the mattress. Kim twisted her wrists and just
about managed to free her hand and clawed up, digging her long
nails into Ivy’s calves and scratching her as hard as she could.
Ivy let out a yelp and gave an involuntary start. This gave Kim all
the leverage she needed to mount a determined counter attack. She
leapt up and seized hold of Ivy’s hair, tugging it hard in a bid to
force her on to the bed. Ivy cried out, seized hold of Kim’s
forearm and sunk her teeth into the skin. Kim yelped and kicked
out, hitting Ivy in the chest and pushing her backwards. Now Kim
leapt forwards but Ivy was able to roll out of the way just in
time, turned around and leapt upon Kim as she landed, straddling
her chest and at last taking a firm grip of her wrists and forcing
them back against the mattress where she now knelt against them.
Kim struggled and gasped but her hands were pinioned by Ivy’s legs
and besides, she didn’t really want to get away anyhow. “No use
slut,” declared Ivy triumphantly with mock harshness. “I’ve got you
just where I want you. There’s no getting away. Now are you going
to surrender and submit to your torture like an obedient slut or do
I have to tickle you until you wet yourself?”
“No!” Cried Kim delightedly. “I know when I’m beaten.”

Still Holding Kim’s wrists tightly Ivy turned around so she was no
longer straddling her chest and sat down squarely upon Kim’s face.
Kim writhed delightedly at the sensation whilst Ivy first
manoeuvred to undo Kim’s bra then reached for the silk scarves she
had earlier positioned beside the bed for this very purpose. She
tied Kim’s hands tightly to the bedposts then moved off her and
stood up, her pussy wet with anticipation. She took some matches
and went across the room to the mantelpiece, lighting up two medium
sized clear white candles before turning the lights off so that
only the flickering candle light remained. She lit two more candles
at either end of the room so that the whole room was illuminated
then turned back to her victim looking up at her from her prone
position on the bed. “So now you are my prisoner,” said Ivy with a
thin smile,