The blonde leaped nimbly onto the platform, causing her titties to bounce. She smiled noting that Natale was staring at her jiggling breasts. Chenoa could feel her large nipples hardening and thrusting against the thin fabric of her tiny top, pleased with the effect it was having on her teacher. Natale could not help but notice the change in Chenoa's nipples and felt her own hardening in response. She hopped up onto the platform to cover her body's shameful reaction. Natale wasn't afraid of the younger girl because she had trained in kung fu and savate, while her weight training had kept her sexy, slender-hipped body in peak condition. What the vain Eurasian hardbody was unaware of was that Chenoa had been training diligently to become a member of the BWL. She was not only young and beautiful but a dangerous freestyle fighter as well. As Natale assumed her ready stance Chenoa stopped her with an upraised hand. "Hold on, Miss Mew. Let's decide what the stakes are. How about the loser becomes a slave to the victor?" The new condition made Natale hesitate, stammering, "I…I don't think…er…that's such a good…er…idea…." With a smirk Chenoa taunted, "Or perhaps you're afraid you might lose? Cluck…cluck…cluck…!" With her insulted pride overriding her good sense, Natale snapped, "That's fine with me. I'll enjoy having you as my personal slave girl!" A titillating image of the young blonde kneeling naked before her popped into her mind. After shaking her head to clear it, Natale dropped back into her ready stance prepared to punch and kick some respect back into the insolent golden haired slut. Natale shuffled forward cautiously as Chenoa sank into her own fighting posture. Snapping a jab out she caught Chenoa on the side of her jaw, forcing the teenager back. Sensing a weakness in her foe, Natale followed with a quick uppercut to Chenoa's belly, eliciting a "woof" of pain. Her confidence soaring, Natale feinted with another jab and stepped in with a hook to the blonde's enticing breast. "OW!" cried Chenoa, backpedaling. Enboldened, Natale followed and said, "That'll teach you to respect your superiors. It's about time that someone like me put you in your place!" Natale grabbed the small strap between the scanty bra cups and shot her right leg out in a side thrust kick into Chenoa's belly. The top tore as Chenoa staggered backward, and her ripe breasts danced free with her engorged nipples jutting out. Encouraged by Chenoa's futile efforts at defense, Natale felt an abrupt urge to see the insolent teen stripped completely naked. As Chenoa turned to run away, the teacher seized one of her thong straps, planted a foot on one of the firm round ass cheeks, and shoved. The thin strip of fabric tore away, sending the now naked Chenoa sprawled face down in the wrestling mat. The site of the teen's smooth shaven pussy stirred an unexpected sensation of sexual arousal in the Eurasian teacher. Concerned by her reaction, Natale decide it was time to put an end to the match as Chenoa stumbled to her feet. Chenoa's vulnerable appearance boosted Natale's overconfidence as she prepared to deliver a roundhouse kick to finish off her opponent. The blonde girl's helplessness was exactly what she wanted Natale to see. She had allowed the arrogant teacher to have her way while rolling with the blows and acting like a beaten loser. Chenoa's true skill lay in taking her opponents down and grappling with them. Using her peripheral vision, Chenoa watched Natale cock her leg and initiate her kick. With a smile Chenoa dove at Natale, wrapping her arms around the support leg and picking the surprised instructor into the air. Using her momentum, Chenoa launched both of them high into the air and slammed Natale into the mat. Chenoa's head rammed into Natale's solar plexus, leaving her stunned and struggling to breathe. Gasping for air, Natale felt the strength drain out of her as she stared helplessly at the teen grinning from between her splayed legs. Chenoa dragged her breasts against Natale's crotch as she slid up to straddle the weakened kung fu girl. Natale shuddered in mortification as the titties rubbed against her thonged pussy, eliciting an embarrassing moan of pleasure. The teen had decided to switch from full contact to her favorite form of one-on-one combat: sexfight.