Switching Eyes

By Jason Pinaster

In this mixed wrestling story, the point of view shifts back and forth between Alexa and Vince as the story chronicles a series of fights between the two of them. Their relationship is as much about the what happens after their fights as it is about the fighting itself.

Alexa is wrestling with more than Vince—she has to figure out whether she wants to win or whether she’d rather submit to him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jason Pinaster
• Release date: Nov 21, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005953027

Jason Pinaster

If you would like to be on my mailing list, sign up here: http://eepurl.com/ghTq3zYou will receive prompt notification ofmy new publications and special offers.I have been writing fiction for several years but in 2015 I started to concentrate on erotica.My first series featured lawyer Christopher Carter. Carter doesn't have to abide by law society rules. A little fun, lots of sex, a little adventure, and Carter's special brand of justice.Then I moved on to Lusty Lee, a private investigator. My current dominatrix series, which is nearing the end of its cycle, features specific fetishes—some outlandish—serviced by Mistress Megan.Along the way, I have written individual stories featuring wrestling, food fetishism, tickling, sex games and BDSM. I have published one novella set in Hedonism II, the notorious Jamaican resort and am presently revising a second. My current novel features a sex robot.ExperienceCourt Clerk, 2000 to date in Ontario, CanadaWriting: since Grade 3 (1983)Skills and ExpertiseWritingEditingResearchEducationB.A. (English Lit.) 1992-1995, Augustana University CollegeDiploma in Court Procedure, 1996-1998, Everest College

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Switching Eyes © 2022 Jason Pinaster

Table of Contents

Other Pinaster Stories

Chapter One Alexa

Chapter Two Vince

Chapter Three Alexa

Chapter Four Vince

Chapter Five

Chapter Six Vince

Chapter Seven Alexa

Chapter Eight Alexa

Chapter Nine Vince

Chapter Ten

Back Notes

Copyright Notice

Work of Fiction Notice

Cover Credits: Many thanks to FightPulse

Acknowledgements

Some of Jason Pinaster’s Other Erotic Wrestling Stories:

Oya

Nitro Nancy

Dodge Ball

Motivating Larry

Jobber Girl

Grapevine Agony

Belly Punched

Lusting After Larry

Time to Submit?

Fi vs Riley

Payoff

Grapevine Squeeze

Tickle Time

Willpower

Max Comes Back

The Gambler

And for exclusive wrestling content, please follow me at https://www.deviantart.com/jasonpinaster

Jason Pinaster has published numerous other stories. His favorite themes center around erotic wrestling, tickling, wet & messy, and BDSM. For a full list of his stories, please see his author profile or the notes at the back of this story.

Switching Eyes

Chapter One Alexa

Beating a man is all about taking away his will to fight. It’s all about reducing him to a snivelling wimp. And that’s what I’d done to Vince. I was sitting up, his head nestled into my bikini bottom, my thighs wrapped around his neck, his arms useless and off to the side. Every time he had tried to struggle, I’d twisted to the side to increase the pressure on his neck. He was now lying still, resigned to losing the first round of our five-round fight.

I’d gotten into fetish wrestling by appearing in videos at fightpulse.com, mostly wrestling men, but some women as well. And the women were always full-on lesbian. It was great exercise—kept my legs strong, my tummy flat, and my tits firm. The people there were wonderful. Plus the extra cash helped me pay my bills.

There was one guy—Sebastian—who loved to take me to the point of sweaty exhaustion, to have me laying helplessly beneath him as he teased me with his rock-hard erection brushing up and down between my thighs. He would do that for however long it took for me to begin to recover my strength. Then he’d ram his cock into my cunt and ravish me with abandon. I walked funny for days afterwards but it was the best sex I’d ever had.

So, a year ago when I moved to the United States, I had kept my eyes open for another gym. That’s when I found the Sexy-B Fetish Wrestling Emporium. At the Sexy-B, I received a flat fee for wrestling its members. Most of the time the loser had to endure a sexual forfeit at the end of the fight but, since I wasn’t being paid for sex, this was strictly optional.

I had met Vince a few days previously when I’d noticed him stretching himself out. And since he was really tall and really skinny, he had a lot to stretch out. His head was long and narrow, sort of. It was long and narrow but his eyes were set far apart and his mouth was really wide which gave his head a bit of a roundish look. His nose was his only normal-sized feature. Above, he had dark brown hair which stood up a bit from his skull. In short, Vince was unique. I liked unique.

I ambled over and began to stretch close to him, but not too close. When I bent over, I made sure that he got a good look at my bum and down the front of my bikini top. When we both happened to stand up at the same time, I said, Hi, I’m Alexa. Okay, we didn’t just happen to stand up at the same time; I planned it.

I’m Vince, he said. He was wearing dark blue trunks with a red band at the top. Nice and tight.

You come here often?

He shrugged. I’m a new member.

I haven’t seen you around. Are you any good? I mimed a wrestling move.

Hard to say since I’ve only had a few fights.