One Wednesday Night at the Gym

Zulime took her time. The action of the evening had taken a lot out of her, and that last little interchange was nothing short of torturous. Her strong legs had bailed her out of that situation, but only just. The Riverboat Queen recognized that, and got up as slowly as humanly possible. She was taking labored breaths, and making quite the show of it. Finally, she got up, bent over, and put her hands on her knee.

"You ain't never told me you could do somethin' like that." The Riverboat Queen then stood up all the way and smiled. "You got it." She stood up once more and hunkered down into her stance.

"Got to keep ya on your toes don't I?" she smirked sarcastically as she moved forward with her hands up in a more aggressive stance. She jumped up, trying for a sharp yet risky kick, followed up by another as she tried to put the pressure or even take Zulime out. She was getting tired, she could see that and maybe the pinkette had gotten slightly cocky with her seemingly apparent advantage.

Zulime was not a particularly fast woman, and when the first kick came she was too slow to react. The first kick slammed into her side, and the Riverboat Queen started feeling somewhat less than regal. Gritting her teeth, she took a few steps to the side just to maintain her balance. When the next kick came, she was more than ready for it. Just like the last one, it slammed into her abdomen, which pained the woman. She did manage to catch the kick though, hoping to leave the woman hopping on one leg.

She smiled. "What happens now?"

Aisha had pushed to far and while she had managed to knock her well and good with a well placed kick, it now wasn't looking good as with the second while hitting its mark and bending the cajun woman over in pain, Zulime had hold of her foot. Aisha waved at her with a no in a comedic look of panic. Even If this was all just a friendly spar, she didn't trust Zulime to keep it PG-13.

"Hey, Nononononono!!!" she said hopping on one foot, not having enough balance and control with her position to perform a kick to counter out of it. Her breasts would move up and down with each hop, body moving with each hop/

The glimmer in her eye was unmistakable. Zulime wanted Aisha, and now she was going to have her. The feel of her leg charged Zulime with all sorts of energy, and she was going to act on it. The fact that Aisha was frantically waving her arms only encouraged the Riverboat Queen to go even further and push the envelope that little bit more.

Zulime planted her feet and pivoted her hips. The Cajun girl was going to try to swing this bundle of energy straight to the ground. It was going to take a fair amount of strength, and even more moxie to pull this move off, but luckily the Riverboat Queen had enough of both of them in spades...

Aisha was then swung around like a sack of flour, thrown straight down to the ground, tumbling over as she tried standing up, falling back over as she was rather unbalanced. The Cajun had managed swing her aside, groaning a bit as she tried standing back up, her backside pushed out and unguarded. She stumbled again to one knee.

It was clear to see that Aisha was having some problems. The Riverboat Queen was not without her problems herself. The swing was a mighty one, and took a lot out of her. She took a step or two to the side to try and recover her balance, and then walked over to her struggling sparring partner. "Didn't mean to swing ya too hard. Ain't mean nothin' by it." She was breathing hard, and only got that out between heavy breaths.

Aisha had been swung around like a rag doll by her sparring partner. Zulime stood there over her but apparently was already rather winded herself, "Tell... you what..." she said winded herself trying to stand up, "You win this little sparr, you get to do whatever you wish. I win, you pay for ice cream," she says as she uses the ropes to get herself back up, still not looking over to Zulime.

Zulime's eyebrows formed peaks. Aisha's proposal was interesting. Very interesting. Zulime was one to follow her bliss, and her libido was making more or less a b-line at Aisha. And in a worst case scenario, Zulime was going to get ice cream out of it. It did not take long for the Riverboat Queen to make her decision. She stood all the way up. "You're on, suga. Although, in the interest of fairness, if you wanna do a little somethin' somethin' to me after ice cream, I ain't gonna protest too much." She smiled.

Aisha didn't even get a chance to prepare as she found herself struggling to push back against the larger Cajun woman. She was pushed right towards the training rings ropes, barely able to hold out due to bad footing that she had, "Grrrrrr," she growled out through her teeth, feeling the ropes push against her back as she was forced back there.