Adventures With Cory - An Incredible Night At The Gym - F/M Fantasy Sexfight

Her name was Margot. She was introduced to me at a party of a mutual friend. She was gorgeous and my first thought was, I was absolutely thrilled to be introduced to her, but her conversation starter was, "You look kind of wimpy."

I’m not a big muscular guy, but I’m relatively fit and I get occasional compliments on how I look. I’m pretty confident in my physical abilities. I played football and wrestled in high school. I won nearly all of my wrestling matches. Sure, that was fifteen years ago, but I’m still in pretty good shape. I work out three or four times a week and I run a little.

“You don’t work out much, do you?” she asked. “In fact, do you exercise at all? You look pretty out of shape but I bet you think you look great." Then she said, "I bet even I could take you." She eyeballed me from head to toe with a snarky smile on her face when she said, "I bet if we wrestled, I'd win.”

What a snotty, arrogant little bitch, I thought. I didn’t know how to respond at first. She must be crazy to suggest she could stand a chance of beating me in a wrestling match. “Really...and the stakes for this bet?” I asked.

“Sexual domination," she said confidently. "If I win, I get to do anything I want to you. If you win, you get to do anything you want to me.” Then she said, “Don't worry. I won't hurt you. This isn't about pain. I'll just defeat you, restrain you, strip you naked so I can get a good look at your wimpy body, and then humiliate you sexually. I love humiliating cocky little boys like you.”

I was a little pissed off. I'm not cocky. I do my best to be humble and polite. I wasn't sure I wanted to continue any further conversation with her...but she was so hot, I found her hard to resist.

She was suggesting she might actually be able to beat me in a wrestling match. That's absurd. Was this a come-on? Her offer seemed too good to be true. I had always fantasized about wrestling a hot chick, tying her up and having my way with her. She certainly filled the bill in the looks department, and while she appeared physically fit, I knew she wouldn't stand a chance against me. It was obvious to me, she wanted me to do to her exactly what she claimed she would do to me - to be dominated and humiliated.

That's the full extent of the thought I gave to her proposition before accepting her challenge. My dick was doing all my thinking for me. I was getting hard thinking about it. All too often, I think my dick is very smart.

She told me she belongs to a gym with a boxing ring. She would reserve the ring for a private session. She said she’d call with the address of the gym and tell me what time I should meet her there.

I must admit, I found it a little discomforting that she belonged to a gym with a boxing ring. I wondered, who is this woman? Still, I'm 6' 2" and I weigh 180 lbs. She was maybe 5' 4" and 130lbs - give or take.

I went home and for the next few days, I couldn’t stop thinking about what was to come. Two and a half weeks went by and I began thinking she wouldn’t call until finally, 19 days later, the phone rang and it was Margot.

“I reserved the gym for one week from today at 8:45pm sharp,” she said. She told me the address of the gym. "Knock three times," she said, "so I’ll know it’s you...unless you're afraid." Then she laughed and said, "You can still back out. It's not too late”"

“Right,” I said. “I’ll be there.”

I was surprised at myself for accepting her challenge. It almost seemed like it had to be some sort of setup but she was hot and acted so sexy, I had to find out for sure. I asked a couple of friends who were at the party about her, but no one could tell me much more than I already knew.

I couldn’t stop fantasizing about it. I couldn’t wait to see her naked, helpless, and under my control. All the different ways I would manipulate her - what will she wear?...should I bring rope?

Finally, the day arrived. I made sure I was there at exactly 8:45p.m. I wore a black thong under my clothes. I brought straps - the kind with the soft Velcro ends that can be secured around the wrists or ankles, and the other end can be secured to an anchor point.

I walked to the side door of the gym and knocked three times like she told me. I heard the deadbolt turn and when she opened the door I was taken by the amazing outfit she was wearing. She had on black silk boxers that slit up the sides to the waist. I could see they were attached by Velcro at the waist so they would come off easily. I’d seen shorts like these in catalogs and had often thought they'd be perfect if someone were tied up because they'd come off easily without interference from the restraints. She had on a tiny, black string bikini top. Her breasts were medium sized but full and pert. She was stunning. It was obvious she was excited too as her nipples were standing at attention. Once I tied her up, I would have no problem removing her clothes.

My heart began to pound as my anticipation grew. I walked in and she locked the door behind me.

She said, "Just so you fully understand, you and I are about to wrestle in the ring. Whoever wins will have the right to dominate the loser in any sexual manner the winner chooses - no pain, just sexual domination. Agreed?"

I said, "Isn't that the bet we made at the party? Of course, I agree."

She said, "I just wanted to make certain you understood the terms so there can be no confusion. Once we start, there will be no backing out. One more thing," she said, "our fight will be recorded."

"Backing out? Why would I want to back out?" I asked. "You'll be the one wanting to back out. You're mine."

I wondered…why is she so confident and cocky? Wait, did she say recorded?

“Why will we be recorded?” I asked. “You’re not going to post this on the internet.”

“No, no,” she said, “but I want a copy for myself so I can get a laugh once in a while, and I’ll give you a copy so you’ll never forget the humiliation you’re about to experience.

She held out a pair of black silk boxers just like the ones she was wearing. She said, “You’re wearing these - that way it’ll be fair."

I said, “I already have something on I think you’ll like.”

“No," she said, "You’ll wear these.” She pointed to the men’s locker room and in a commanding tone said, “change in there."

I asked, "What do you mean, fair?" Then I made a rather pathetic claim, considering I'm much larger than she, "You have two items on and I'll only have one. How is that fair?"

She laughed and said, "Picky, picky, picky. What's the matter, are you afraid you'll lose? You’re bigger than I am. It’s a wash."

I grabbed the boxers and headed to the locker room.

When I came back, she was waiting for me in the ring. She had turned off most of the lights except for a couple of spots along the end walls well away from the ring. Another two were pointed at the long wall and there were lights directly above the ring. It was a large room and outside of the spots, the room was dimly lit. The lighting was actually pretty sexy.

Margot looked magnificent. The tiny bikini top barely covered her nipples. Her shorts, slit to the waist, exposed her upper thighs as she walked around the ring.

Already, I was getting excited. I really didn’t want to get hard yet because these shorts were so loose and revealing, I was afraid I’d pop out. I was feeling a little insecure about that. I just didn’t want to give her the opportunity to make fun of me.

The ring was three ropes high. It was small - about 15 feet across and raised about 6 inches off the floor. I didn't see any workout equipment. I figured there was probably another room for that. Obviously, this was "the fighting room."

The place looked like an old warehouse that had been renovated. The walls were cinder blocks, about 30 feet wide by 75 to 100 feet long with four steel support poles down the center the long way. The ceiling was high, 20 feet or so, similar to a high school gymnasium. Three of the block walls were exposed, the longest of which had a large painted mural of two fighters in a boxing ring. Other than the mural, the walls were painted a kind of dark steely blue as were the ceiling, the pipes and duct work, etc. The wall opposite the mural had an elegant, dark navy blue, velvet curtain covering it from end to end.

On closer inspection, the fighters in the mural were wearing boxing trunks, but each of them had hard-ons, creating large tents in the fronts of their trunks. The fighter throwing a punch had a mean, dominant expression on his face as he was punching the other guy in the gut. The fighter getting punched was doubled over with a pained, helpless expression. Additionally, the cheering crowd in the painting was comprised of all women. The painting told quite a story. It gave me a bit of a chill thinking about it.

“What are you waiting for?" Margot asked. "Are you having second thoughts?”

She startled me. I was trying to absorb everything in the room as I was looking around. I had never been in a real boxing ring before and this was nothing like what I had pictured in my mind.

I didn't want her to know this was my first time in a ring so I pulled the top rope up like I knew what I was doing and climbed over the center rope into the ring.

I hadn’t even stood up straight when she attacked.

Fortunately, I was quick enough to grab her wrists to keep her at bay but she slammed her wrists together, pinching my thumbs in between.

I let go immediately and gasped in pain. Before I could complain, she quickly got behind me, wrapped her arms around my neck and climbed onto my back. She was quick.

Her quick moves were unexpected. She caught me off balance and I immediately dropped to the mat.

She kept her arms wrapped around my neck, choking me a little, but mostly hanging on for all she was worth. As soon as she had the chance, she wrapped each of her legs around mine with her feet together in my crotch.

She was stronger than I expected and no matter how I tried, I was unable to get loose. I managed to get to my hands and knees but she held on, still clinging to my back and not giving an inch. I struggled and struggled, trying to get her off of me but to no avail.

I could feel myself getting out of breath and tiring a little but finally, I was able to get back to my feet.

I thought, If I could get to a corner, I might be able to back up quickly and slam her into the post with hopes of exerting enough pressure against her to knock the wind out of her and force her to relinquish her grip.

She was desperately trying to bring me down again but I managed to get her back against the turnbuckle and began pressing against her as hard as I could to force her to let go. She didn’t.

I looked down and there were the straps I brought, already tied to the ropes, one on each side of the corner on the top rope and one on each side of the corner on the bottom rope. She must’ve secured the straps while I was changing. Was she right when she said she would win? Could I have so underestimated her?

When I saw my straps already secured in place, I lost my concentration for a second and I felt one of her arms tighten around my neck. Her hand locked onto her other arm that was now grabbing the top of my head. She exerted extreme pressure under my chin. She was choking off the blood flow to my head. I wanted to tell her I’d had enough but I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t swallow and I couldn’t breathe. I was losing consciousness.

When I came to, I was sitting in the corner of the ring, my wrists secured to the top rope with my straps, and Margot securing my right leg to the bottom rope. My left leg was already tied.

It was over almost as quickly as it began. I suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a small girl no less. What could she have in her plans? She knew from the beginning she would win, and she knew how she would win. She had everything perfectly planned from the start.

My god! How could I have been so stupid? My cock had made another bad choice.

I knew nothing about this woman or what she might be capable of. She is a black widow and now she has ensnared her helpless male in her trap to do with as she pleases. As I sat bound in the corner of the ring and unable to do anything about my situation, I became apprehensive and afraid.

“Relax,” she said, “I won’t hurt you. I just love toying with little boys like you.” Then she laughed.

“You weren’t much of a threat to me,” she said. “I had you right from the start. You were so sure you would win. You thought, just because you’re a big, strong man, you could handle a little girl like me. Well surprise...you can't. It’s time for me to collect." Then she leaned in front of my face and spoke in a soft voice, "I’m going to humiliate you beyond your wildest imaginings. You're going to be my little sex toy. I like seeing a man helpless and nervous.”

My whole body was filled with fear and apprehension. I couldn't deny the heightened level of anxiety caused by my situation, yet I was her slave and I found it sexually exhilarating. I sheepishly shook my head no as if I stood a chance of changing the situation.

She began telling me. "I have many surprises for you little boy - things you wouldn't dream of in a million years. You look perfect, just like you did at the party. I picked you specifically because of your looks and your demeanor. That's right, I like the way you look, contrary to what I said at the party. Why do you think I picked you? I certainly wasn't going to pick some scrawny, homely guy." Then she tells me, "I had so much fun toying with your manly pride. I knew you wouldn’t stand a chance and now I get my reward for victory. You are at my mercy and I plan on taking full advantage.”

She looked magnificent against that navy blue curtain as she strutted back and forth in front of me - taunting me - teasing me. She caressed herself slowly, rubbing her breasts, then her crotch, then back to her breasts. She was obviously excited over her victory. “I told you I could beat you,” she said. “I won just like I said I would and now I’m going to make you pay the humiliating price.”

She knew how much she turned me on. My fear turned to lust, then back to fear and back to lust again.

She knelt before me, still slowly rubbing herself. I could smell her excitement.

I wanted to resist but I couldn’t help becoming hard. Part of me didn’t want her to see how excited I was, but another part of me wanted her to know how much I desired her. I found my humiliating predicament taking over every fiber of my being and I craved to know what she had in store.

She reached over and lightly ran her hand up the inside of my thigh. I flinched with anticipation. She stopped just short of my balls and slowly slid her hand back down my leg. I felt a pause of disappointment. She continued to tease me.

She smiled and said, “You like this don't you?”

I wanted to tell her, “No” but I sighed and said, “yes.”

She looked at my cock and said, “I can see how much you like it.” She continued with her gentle touch on my thigh.

I became extremely hard, anticipating that first contact I knew would take my breath away. I think I was harder than I’ve ever been, almost to the point of being in pain and she hadn't even touched anything beyond my thigh. I couldn’t believe how she was turning me on and how incredible it felt to be dominated and teased by her.

I began to squirm a little, actually trying to maneuver my cock into her hands when they were close. I felt a tremendous sense of frustration that she wasn’t touching me where I wanted to be touched.

Finally, she slowly slid her hand over my silk shorts, feeling my balls and up my cock. I gasped and then moaned with excitement. Again, she smiled. She said, “I want you turned on more than you’ve ever been - completely turned on and helpless.”

I said, “I’m there.”

She said, “No you’re not. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

I couldn’t imagine, if I hadn’t seen anything yet, what the hell was next?

She began stroking my cock, still covered inside the silk boxers. Her other hand was lightly fondling my balls and my ass also still covered.

I was beginning to squirm. I thought I couldn’t take much more without cumming, but then she stopped and we both watched my cock throb under my shorts.

She smiled slightly. Then she giggled. She was loving her control over me.

I thought I heard something. It sounded like the side door where I came in but I didn’t give it much thought since she didn’t react to it.  Margot continued to stroke me, but after a few seconds she said, ”Well, it’s time for your next surprise.”

My first thought was that she'd stroke me to the finish. Instead, in walked two more women.

My heart began to race with embarrassment and fear.

This was horrifying. The fear crept back in, though I was still hard as a rock. She introduced them as Cory and Fina.

I insisted to Margot, “This wasn’t part of the bet.”

“Oh yes it is," she said. "The bet was simply for sexual domination. The winner gets to do anything they want to the loser and you my friend, are the loser.”

So, this is what she meant when she said, "You ain't seen nothin' yet."

Both girls were pretty. They stripped off their outer clothing to reveal very different, but beautiful, nearly naked bodies. Cory was stunning, about five-foot two, beautifully proportioned and slim, small breasted, wearing a tiny pink string bikini top and thong. She fit every aspect of my fantasy woman – short hair, sweet expression with very little makeup. Fina was fuller bodied with larger breasts, wearing short, baggy tap pants and a thin, loose fitting tank top. Fina’s breasts swayed back and forth as she moved. I could see her nipples through the thin, knit material. It was so exciting to anticipate the sight of her tits falling out of the oversized arm holes but somehow, they stayed in. As attractive as Margot and Fina were, Cory was the one who took my breath away.

The two girls came into the ring to admire Margot’s catch. Margot said, “My friends like humiliating little boys too, so I'm sharing you with them.”

Margot knelt in front of me again and began lightly stroking me while fondling my balls. The other girls watched.

I quickly became uncontrollably aroused again but just as I was about to cum, she stopped. I was becoming frustrated.

Fina and Cory were getting turned on seeing me under Margot’s control. The scent of female juices filled the air. It was as though, the more turned on I got, the more turned on they got, which of course, got me even more turned on.

Fina said, “Quit fucking around Margot, let’s see his cock. I want to see him naked, helpless, and excited about it. This guy thought he would dominate you. What a fucking joke.”

Even though I feared their control, that’s exactly why I was so excited. I was helpless and at their mercy and it was turning me on to no end.

Cory got out of the ring, came up behind me, grabbed the back of my shorts on each side and pulled, giving me a wedgie and making the front of my shorts tight on my balls and my erect cock.

She came back into the ring laughing.

I didn't think it was funny, but it magnified my feeling of vulnerability. Seeing the outline of my erect cock under my tightened boxers in front of these women brought me to an even higher feeling of arousal.

Margot began stroking me slowly again. She said, “I think you’re ready...I guess it’s time.”

She slowly pulled one of the Velcro sides apart, not allowing any part of my genitalia to be exposed. I could feel my shorts had become loose except for the wedgie still up my ass. Then she pulled the other side apart. I was barely covered. I was excited but scared to death with only the thin strip of silk obscuring their view.

Cory left the ring again. She walked over to the end of the curtain and began pulling the rope. Slowly, the dark blue curtain opened revealing an audience of about 20 women seated at tables, having drinks and watching the show. I had assumed the curtain covered another block wall. I had no idea there was a seating area there.

Margot said, "They've been watching you on a big screen TV from the moment you walked in the door."

I looked around and discovered two cameras mounted on the support poles closest to the ring.

As the curtain opened, they broke their silence with applause and cheers.

Margot told me this was a women-only club. They hold periodic female vs male, female vs female, and even occasional male vs male sex fights including some male humiliation events. She said, "These women and others support the club through memberships simply because they love watching sex fights. Some of us, including Fina and Cory are participating members. We are part of the "fighting" staff." Putting on sex fights for the viewing pleasure of the members is the sole purpose for the club's existence, and by the way," she says, "Tonight is a male humiliation event. Isn't that cool?"

It was intense. It was frightening and humiliating, yet I had never been so aroused. I was this evening's show. That's why she reiterated the bet before we started fighting, probably in case something went wrong or I might want to sue, she had video evidence of my agreement.

With the curtain now open and the excitement intensifying, the women in the audience migrated to the edge of the ring.

I was powerless. They could do anything they wanted. Margot continued to stroke while she slowly and gently reached under my shorts and ever so lightly started fondling my balls.

I was crazed with fear and lust. Being the focus of a humiliating sex show was beyond anything I’d ever imagined. No, that's actually  not true. I had imagined it. I just never thought I'd experience it. This was reality and unlike my fantasies, I had no control over the outcome.

Margot slowly pulled back the lower part of my shorts revealing my balls and ass. She stroked my silk-clad cock while playing with newly exposed parts of me. I began squirming, the sensations taking me to a higher level.

The women called for more, chanting, "Cock, cock."

My emotions were frazzled, more aroused than I’d ever been.

My balls were tight as a drum. The women were smiling with appreciation. They continued their chants but Margot said, “All in good time. Let's just keep him on the brink for a while. We've got all night. Let’s have a little fun first, and take him up yet another notch.”

Fina came up behind Margot, knelt down behind her, reached around and began feeling Margot’s tits. I had the perfect view of this new show going on. I stared in amazement.

Was this for the benefit of the three girls in the ring, for the audience, or for me...or all of the above? I guess it really didn't matter. It was an incredible sight to behold regardless of the motive.

Fina continued and Margot became increasingly excited. Fina, very slowly pulled the cups of Margot’s top aside so her tits were exposed. They were perfect. I didn’t know how much more I could stand without cumming. Then Fina reached inside Margot’s shorts from behind and began stroking her clit.

Margot was getting incredibly hot, yet she never stopped stroking me.

Cory came over and stood in front of Margot, pulled her thong aside and thrust her pussy into Margot’s face. Margot went after Cory’s pussy like she hadn’t eaten in weeks.

Slowly running her hands up Margot's leg, Fina pulled the Velcro apart on one side of Margot’s shorts and pulled them back so I could see her pussy as she continued stroking Margot’s clit. Margot looked me straight in the eye as I watched her excitement.

Fina gradually increased the intensity of her strokes and Margot started yelling, "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum." She tensed up in front of me and nearly collapsed from the intensity of her orgasm, moaning, almost screaming as she came.

The women surrounding the ring applauded.

I nearly came too, but Margot’s orgasm was so intense, she had to stop stroking me. She doubled over as she shuttered from aftershocks.

It took a little bit before Margot regained her senses. She looked up at me and smiled. She said, “You didn’t think I’d let you cum yet, did you?” Then she went back to licking Cory’s pussy.

Fina stood up, and fondled Cory’s tits the same way she fondled Margot’s, eventually pulling the cups on Cory’s bikini top to the sides, exposing her tits just as she had done to Margot.

I was intensely focused on Cory's slim body and facial expressions as Margot and Fina devoted all their attention toward her.

Cory grabbed each loose arm hole of Fina’s top and pulled them together in the middle of Fina’s chest, exposing her tits through those oversized arm holes. With her other hand, she reached into a pocket on Fina’s tap pants and pulled out a pocket rocket vibrator. She hit the switch and slowly slid it up the leg of Fina’s baggy tap pants, penetrating her with it. Fina gasped.

Margot was still licking Cory’s pussy when she began stroking me again. I desperately needed to cum but Margot had total control of me. When she thought I was getting close, she'd stop and frustrate me.

Cory gave in to Margot’s tongue, sweating and moaning loudly, nearly dropping to her knees on very shaky legs. She grabbed the back of Margot’s head, doubled over an came hard.

At the sight of Cory cumming, Fina came almost simultaneously.

I was squirming as Margot stroked me, moaning and begging to cum.

The women surrounding the ring clapped and cheered for Cory’s orgasm, drowning out my pleas.

The sights and smells of these three women (and probably the audience) was driving me crazy. I had to blow, but Margot wouldn't allow it.

After Cory’s aftershocks, they all turned their attention toward me.

Cory said, “C’mon Margot, quit fucking around! We all want to see his cock.”

Cory and Fina knelt down on either side of Margot. They each grabbed my legs and pulled me away from the corner post. That caused me to be in more of a horizontal position with my arms straight up in the air. It also forced my legs higher and spread farther apart.

Margot was still stroking my cock through my shorts. My balls and ass were still exposed. She lightly ran her finger up and down my asshole, rimming me and driving me crazy from the sensations.

Margot looked at me and said, “Let’s all get a look at you.”

My heart was pounding, racing from fear and excitement. I knew she would expose me and force me to orgasm for all to watch.

She kept stroking, but so lightly now that my shorts were gradually slipping out of her hand until they finally dropped to the mat, fully exposing my rigid cock. My vulnerability was intoxicating and I squirmed uncontrollably from Margot stroking me in front of all these women.

Fina got up and walked over to the edge of the ring. She returned with a bottle of lube.

While Margot continued stroking, Fina squirted lube all over my cock and balls and Margot’s hand. There was lube everywhere.

Cory held up the pocket rocket and said, “I wonder if he’d like this shoved up his lubed ass.”

I said “No!”

With that, she turned it on and held it tightly against my asshole. She didn’t shove it in, but she applied pressure making me afraid she would. That level of fear elevated my degraded ecstasy even higher, to the point I wanted her to shove it in. I was huffing and moaning without restraint, willingly giving up every bit of dignity I had left.

Margot began stroking me a little faster while Fina lightly fondled my balls.

It was obvious the women around the ring were enjoying the show as they watched with intent calling out, "Make the fucker cum. Torture him."

Two women in the crowd went so far as to open their blouses to reveal their tits for me. They were even stroking themselves, adding more eroticism to this already wild and crazy scene.

My cock was never harder, my balls never tighter. I couldn't take any more. I had to cum.

Just when I was about to blow, Margot stopped. I let out a loud, sighing moan in frustration. "What the fuck are you doing to me?," I asked

She said, “You really want to cum, right?”

“Yes!” I exclaimed.

Cory untied my right hand and Margot said, “If you want to cum, do it yourself. Grab your cock and stroke it for me - for all of us.”

I absolutely had to cum. I did as I was told.

Margot said, "We'll help you."

All three girls were feeling my balls while running their hands up and down the insides of my thighs and Cory was still holding the pocket rocket tight against my asshole. Then she slowly pushed it. It was so intense, naked women helping me jerk off, and a crowd of women watching. I would finally get my release.

I strained loudly, screaming through clenched teeth as I finally let loose and shot the biggest load high in the air. It was the mother of all orgasms, bringing me beyond the height of pleasure where it hurt with every pulsating squirt.

Cory yanked my hand away from my cock and forced my arm behind my back. Margot then stroked me, making sure she focused her grip on the sensitive head. With the combination of lube and cum between her hand and my cock, I screamed and squirmed uncontrollably. I thought the throbbing of my cock and my body would never end as I did my best to endure the sensation that horribly tickled and hurt at the same time. It was unbelievable torture, forcing me to bounce around helplessly while trying to free myself from her cruel hand.

I could hear women laughing at my gyrations through the sound of their applause and my screams. They were loving the sight of me, flopping around and screaming under Margot’s relentless attack.

Finally, Margot decided I'd had enough and began changing her rhythm, gradually slowing her strokes as Fina continued with her light touch on my balls. I continued to twitch until my orgasm was finally over. Even then, they continued making sure they had milked out every last drop – every last quake.

I was nothing more than a worthless heap of naked Jello, helpless and spent with three limbs still tied to the ropes. I had been sexually exploited, molested and forced into humiliating bondage, tormented to the point where I felt compelled to follow orders and jerk off in front of these women. It was the most degrading, yet sexually exciting experience of my life. I may never be the same.

The audience went back to their tables and Margot untied me. Fina brought over a pail of warm water and a towel, and told me to clean up my mess.

Still naked and utterly humiliated, I washed myself and the corner of the ring while watching Margot, Cory, and Fina get dressed.

The women in the crowd were chuckling and making fun of me. I was so spent and embarrassed, I had nothing to say in return. Margot won and I was left without so much as a thread of dignity.

After I was finished cleaning up, they allowed me to go and get dressed. When I came back into the gym, Fina and Cory were sitting at a table with a couple of other women.

Margot asked for my address so she could send me the video, then handed the straps to me and told me it was time to leave. She held the door open for me.

For some reason, I felt compelled to ask, "Do you think maybe we could...?"

She interrupted and put her finger to my lips, "Not a chance."

I gave one last look around the “gym” before I walked out the door. It was over. It was the wildest sex - a once in a lifetime event. I’ll remember and relive what happened that night until the day I die.