Mixed wrestling teens in school gym with female physical education teacher as the referee! In a class at a coeducational high school, a lesson was being given by a female teacher on comparing the physical abilities of teenage 18.y.o boys and girls in comparing strength and stamina. A discussion on which sex had the most stamina and which had the most strength. A very attractive girl named Heather commented that girls have both strength and stamina that would certainly become the male’s downfall. This upset Harry somewhat as he felt that the male sex was being ridiculed by Heather comments. He rudely interrupted saying she was speaking rubbish, as the males have always dominated over the females. It was not long before an intense argument erupted between the girls and the boys. The female teacher had to interrupted the preceding’s and take control of the debate. She suggested that maybe they should have a wrestling match between Heather and Harry. Heather agreed immediately, but Harry was not quite so sure and as he looked around the class, he saw all the girls and boys looking at him. In order for him not to be ridiculed by the boys and to save his male honour in front of the girls, he reluctantly agreed, noticing that most of the girls were smirking and even some were giggling. On the day of the event about an hour before the match starts, Harry had put on the normal male wrestling gear, which was a one-piece yellow singlet combined with his yellow shorts. The whole outfit was encased in a black band clearly showing where the seams ended. Harry refused to wear any boots and remained barefoot throughout the fight, thinking he would have an advantage in holding his feet firmly to the floor. Heather, on the other hand was a very attractive girl and she made the most of displaying her body through the fabric of her black and white leotards, in the hope of exciting him to become weak. The black part, encased with a red stripe widened as if to enhance her breasts visual appearance, showing her tense nipples pointing sharp bulges through the fabric. Heather also wore knee protectors and high lace up boots that covered her shins. The referee who is their female physical education teacher was wearing a short grey sleeveless dress that clung to the curves of her body. She was also wearing long black pantyhose stockings that also covered her vulva area and only blackness could be seen when her dress occasionally flew upwards. As the couple stood in front of the referee ready to start, it could be noticed that the female referee has her eyes fixed upon Harrys groin bulge within his outfit. Heather on the other hand was also starting at Harrys bulge as if she was sizing up her target area. “On the count of three, she called, pulling her stopwatch out between her breasts. On the count of three, the referee screams “fight” and the battle of the sexes commence. For the first minute or so Harry is pushed around the ring by Heather as she tries to out mauver him into a position where she will be able to bring him down to the ground.She finds a weakness in his defence and mauvers him into a position where she drops to the ground, placing one of her feet into his groin area; she throws him up and over the top of her, landing Harry flat on his back. She quickly springs to her feet, jumping close as he tries to rise up. She swings both of her legs, now parted, over his head and clamps down in a scissor hold around his neck. Harry, struggles with all his might, and soon runs out of steam and he hears the girls screaming in delight. He is suddenly demoralized and embarrassed that this mere slip of a girl has him trapped as her prisoner. He looks up at his female conqueror as she laughs and taunts him as the male weakling. He suddenly feels his penis, stiffening quickly as it hardens into a full-blown erection. He does not know why, but he is unable to bring his erection down which further feeds his embarrassment. Heather spots his erection bulge that has left a distinct tube like mark down the side of his pants. Just for fun and amusement, she clasps her hand around his ball sack and squeezes. Harry is beside himself as he jumps up and down off the floor, while gasping for breath. The girls in the audience go wild with delight and it seems that the noise will never stop. Heather lets his neck and balls go, and then, she springs onto his body, raining in punches into his face. Not only that, Heather has her left knee free, so she drives it hard into Harrys groin. Harry grunts loudly in pain but somehow manages to twist over breaking Heathers hold. He sits up in from of her trying to ignore the overwhelming pain in his balls. He commences to use his right fist to pound Heather face. Heather has other ideas, as she manages to bring back one of her legs and kicks hard with her left boot into his balls again. Harry experiences and overwhelming sudden pain from his balls upwards to the pit of his stomach, virtually paralyses him to the point that he cannot maintain sitting. He falls over backwards to the ground, weakened and nearly paralysed by pain in his balls that appears to be getting worse. Heather is smart, as she still has her boot pressing hard into his balls to end his mobility. Harry just cannot move, as the pain is now nearly all over his body. Heather decides to have a rest also and lowers her upper torso backwards to the floor, while still keeping pressure upon her boot firmly crushing his balls. Heather feels great as she lays there with plenty of strength left in her body as she wiggles her boot into his groin with a gleeful smile upon her face. Harry is now very weak with no strength left, so Heather removes her boot upon his balls while watching him as he gets up to his hands and knees. Heather quickly traps him again in an arm lock while holding his neck back with her entwined legs. Harry’s balls have now sunk low and have become heavy from the terror is now experiencing from this mere slip of a girl. For those who have Harry’s backside facing them while his is still held upon his knees, cannot help but notice the rocking bulge between his legs. Harry is trapped as Heather pulls his arm up over her groin and rests his hand between her breasts while bending his arm backwards. Poor Harry is now crying in pain begging the referee to stop the fight. It appears the female referee, come teacher, is thoroughly enjoying Harry getting beat up by Heather so she is not at all interested in stopping the fight now. Heather now has Harry tight in a scissor hold with his right arm caught beneath her. His other arm is free but all he can do is wave his arm in painful submission as Jenny once again grabs his balls by her hand and squeezes tight. Harry cannot move and once again, his is held tight in parallelizing pain. Heather is really having the most fun now as she puts him into hold after hold, most of them in embarrassing submissive holds. She has him trapped in a leg scissor hold around his neck, while he is still on his hands and knees. Heather is laughing as she tightens her grip around his neck with her legs. She notices his engorged erection in the leg of his pants that would be painfully hard, all bent up and pushed sideways, and again, she feels the thrill of sexual excitement in beating up a male. She is just playing with him now, mainly for her enjoyment and amusement to her female classmates in seeing her dealing with poor Harry as the downtrodden male. Heather pushes Harry backwards and he lays on his back with his legs apart. She drops her foot down hard straight into his balls and he screams as he cups his balls in agony as he folds himself up in a foetal position to ease the pain. At that very moment, every women and teenage girl their experiences a surge of sexual pleasure that flushes through their bodies in seeing their sex, as the supreme sex, now dominant over the mere male. Every man and teenage boy will be teased by girls and women as the walk away from the sports stadium with a raging hard on that they have never experienced before. The front of their pants will have a tent like shape as the men experience such a stiffness, so thick and engorged, that will remain for hours. This is surely another winning streak of vibrant colour for the female sex.