Owning a Dominant Bitch (By: Rebelman)

Chapter 7

It was only a few days before my fight and Smitty had a plan. We decided I was only about six pounds over the class weight so I still needed to cut some more. I didn’t realize at the time that Smitty had been keeping me well within our goal and now it shouldn’t be too hard to get there.

When I wasn’t at in school, I spent all my time in the gym and with the girls were always present. As I prepared, they sat at their table and pretended to do homework, but I knew what they were thinking about. I was worried about the distraction but Smitty had a way to handle the situation.

In the back of the gym there was an old sauna that hadn’t been used in years. Smitty explained that he hadn’t had a fighter that wanted to get serious to the point of cutting weight like I was. Until now, no one wanted to go through the torture, so they just fought in a higher weight class. He was going to clean it up a few weeks before the fight but had decided to wait.

“Get the girls to clean up the sauna,” he told me at the beginning of the week, “It will keep them busy and you will have time to focus on what you need to do, rather than doing them.” He grinned at his little joke since he knew everything about my relationship with them.

No one was at the gym this late so I took them to the back and explained what I needed done. Surprisingly, they were eager to help.

“Strip down before you get started,” I said on the way out of the locker room, and then looking back at Katy, “both of you.” I turned and left before she could react but I’m sure she turned several shades of red. I wasn’t convinced she would play along.

Smitty and I slowed our pace during training and worked on technique the rest of the evening without interruption. By the time we finished I was exhausted from both the physical exertion and the reduced calorie diet I had to be on.

“You’ll be ok,” Smitty reassured me, “Just keep doin’ what you’re doin’ and it’ll be fine.”

We were almost to the locker room when I remembered the girls. Smitty was right behind me as I grabbed the door handle and, after hesitating for just a second, I turned the handle and walked into the room.

The girls had their backs to us and were just finishing up the cleaning of the sauna. Both were naked and Smitty let out a low whistle.

“Damn,” he said, “That looks good.”

I didn’t know if he was talking about the sauna or the girls, but either way, he was right. Katy and Diane spun around when they heard him and reacted by covering themselves. I didn’t say anything but walked up to the sauna to check their work as both stood frozen where we found them.

“Get the spots on the inside of the door,” I told Katy. She blushed even more but moved to the spot I indicated and began cleaning the glass.

“Diane, go turn the shower on and let the water heat up.” She dropped her hands from her breasts and obediently padded off the take care of her task.

Smitty was quick to catch on and pretended like nothing was out of the ordinary. It occurred to me that with his background in the pro fight arena, it might not be that much out of the norm for him. We talked about the upcoming fight as he stole glances at Katy and even Diane when she returned.

I had Diane unwrap my hands while Smitty packed his bag and with a last glance at both the girls, told us good night and headed home. I’m not sure how I had the energy for what happened next but the shower, the locker room bench, the newly cleaned sauna, and a towel on the floor became locations for our fuck fest. First I took Katy, and then Diane, before simply going back and forth between them for another close to an hour. I realized I might not survive until fight night.