Texas Two-Step Training Program

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After a few weeks dedicated to practicing the training with Allison, Alba Garcia spent her days without training with her practicing her basics and maneuvers to try to get better. She was surprisingly seeing progress, the normally uncoordinated and hopeless Spanish girl actually seeming like she could get into a ring now and perform. For most girls, that would be a low bar. For Alba, it was a massive hurdle, and she was feeling more confident than ever.

That's why when they were scheduled for their training after those few weeks, Alba had walked up to Allison with a big smile on her face before jogging up to her and giving the Southern Belle a big hug. "Heeeeey Allison!" she said in a warm tone before stepping back. Garcia would then confidently state, "What are we going to be practicing today!? I promise whatever it is, I'm going to do really well!" It was perhaps the most confident Alba had ever looked in her career, and potentially life as she put her hands on her hips, ready for whatever Allison was going to throw at her next.

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Time flew by quickly for the teacher and student. With Allison being there to help Alba in her techniques and abilities. Training her in not just how to properly attack, but to increase her tolerance for pain, to escape submission holds. How to last in long, drawn out battles. And despite there still being plenty of room for improvement, Allison was proud of the progress the girl has made thus far.

Leaning against the ropes as she saw her pupil enthusiastically climbing back in for yet another training session. The cowgirl couldn’t help but giggle good naturedly at the girls excitement. ”You’ve already proven that to me Darlin. This week I’m thinking that we’re gonna refine everything you’ve learned so far. And next week, you and I are gonna have a true blue spar. With rules and everything. Though we’ll be our own referees. It’ll be a test to see if you are truly learning everything ya hear. Now, was there anything in particular you want to practice this week?”

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Alba nodded excitedly as Allison spoke, smiling broadly. "A spar sounds great! That's wonderful! I'd love that... seeing how far I've come. I can't wait!" exclaimed Garcia as she clasped her hands together, wriggling in place from sheer excitement. She thought it would be great practice to go up against Allison in a spar--she actually never had an honest to goodness spar before. Most of her matches had been... well, matches. Official ones.

With a sigh, the Spanish girl calmed herself enough to think, glancing off to the side as she tapped a finger to her lips. "What... to practice?" She honestly never gave it much thought before. Alba was never particularly knowledgeable enough to come up with anything on her own. "Maybe... moves?" Her eyes shot wide open after coming to the realization. "Wait, submission moves! Just... being able to lock people into stuff! I'm normally... um, not good... at any of that," said Garcia with a small, self-conscious smile.

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Allison nodded as Alba listed off what she wanted to work on. Submissions were a good thing to focus on for someone small like Alba. They would give her a new form of attack that wouldn’t rely on high flying or power moves, especially if she goes up against an opponent that is even only a little bit heavier than her. However it was then that Allison had a sudden thought. Her mind drifting back to when she looked over at some of her students past matches so she could see what she needed to work on.

Eyes looking at her student as the question bubbled in her mind. ”That’s a good idea darlin, especially for someone like you. And we’ll definitely get to work on that today but, I just remembered somethin. How much trainin in the uh “softer side” of the ring do ya have? You mentioned that you were in one or two of those matches right?” the cowgirl asked curiously. Depending on how her student answered, Allison was going to add another part to their regimen today. And a certain rule for their future spar.

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Alba Garcia was smiling at Allison as she spoke, giving her a more confused look, but very much an excited one. "...Umm... well I've had a number of matches I guess?" responded the Spanish girl, not quite sure what she meant. "Do you mean... like... less rough matches...?" pondered Alba aloud, glancing up curiously as she thought.

Then, her eyes went wide and she looked back down at Tumbleweed and her face flushed as she gulped. "O-oh... you mean... hentai... matches..." Her throat grew dry as she thought about what to say. Allison had been nice to her--nicer than anyone in the league so far. And all of this time she's spent with her... Alba had to say, she was crushing on the Southern Belle quite a bit. With an awkward smile, Garcia laughed slightly. "I, um... I never gave it much thought... I mean, not specifically with you--I mean. I don't--I didn't... what... I never... um..." Alba gulped, letting out a brief whine, any confidence she had come in with having been sapped from her. "I don't know how... you'd train... with that..." Garcia concluded, biting her lip and glancing away.

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Allison couldn’t help by let her eyes widen slightly as her student stuttered out her answer. The cowgirl had gotten good at reading between the lines when it came to this girl thanks to all the time spent training with her. Which is how the blonde saw clear as day that while she blushed and stumbled over her words like a nervous little schoolgirl on her first date.

She was eager to learn about it.

She didn’t outright say it of course, but Allison could see it as if reading a book. Which is why she would casually stretch her arms up and let out a subtle moan at the cracks in her spine. Her body twisting to (accidentally?) show off all of her curves to the smaller girl. Then with a final drawn out sigh, Allison would strut her way over to Alba with her hands on her hips.

”Well. We need ta fix that now don’t we? First rule of Hentai, it’s allll about gettin inside of ya opponents head.” she said huskily as she circled around Alba like a hungry lioness before stopping right behind her. Putting one hand on her shoulder, and the other to wrap around her waist and glide along her belly. “It’s about makin them focus on nothin else but the little feelings you give them with every touch. And kiss.” She whispered, her lips slightly nibbling on the tanned girl’s ear.

“You sure you’re ready to learn?” she breathed.

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Alba Garcia bit her lip as she kept her eyes on Allison, transfixed now that she had brought up the idea of hentai training. Meanwhile, she was still panicking over the thought of it, thinking she shouldn't stare, but now she was quickly realizing just how turned on she was by her blonde trainer now, letting out a brief whine as she walked up to her.

Then, the Spanish girl stiffened when Tumbleweed was walking around her. And when she felt her hands on her, Alba squirmed briefly as her breathing outright stopped for the moment, almost paralyzed in Allison's embrace. Her cheeks turned even more dark as her lips trembled, not really sure what to do, but feeling so turned on already. And when she felt the blonde's lips on her ear, she squeaked loudly, her body trying to wriggle to the side meekly. "I... I..." she stammered over her words, not sure what to say right now.

And then, her eyes suddenly darted around the group of people all around, seeing none of them paying them both much mind at all, but she felt self-conscious all the same. Abruptly, Alba would break away from Allison's hold and then turn to face her, looking down and wringing her own hands with a soft whine. "I'm... I'm sorry. I don't think... I mean, with all of these people I just..." She cleared her throat, looking back up at Allison nervously. "I can't... in public like this. I don't even know if I can in general, I'm sorry. I'm just panicking now and I don't know what to say and..." The dancer trailed off, letting out a miserable whine as she buried her face in her hand, not sure what to even say to Allison, entirely too flustered at the moment.

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It was so darn cute seeing the girl curl up in a shell of anxiety and embarrassment when Allison began her little strut. The little Latina struggling to get even a single word out as the cowgirl circled around her. Hips swaying side to side whilst her eyes looked her up and down. Allison’s been with alba long enough to see the sign’s, the tanned girl wanted to accept. She just didn’t know if she had the courage to do so.

And like a rabbit, Alba would choose flight as she suddenly jumped out of the cowgirls embrace and finally got her tongue working properly. Allison giggled slightly at the absurdity of it, but she listened to her little trainees words and nodded along with them. Alba was shy and didn’t want to train in such a way in front of so many people. Despite the fact that most ignored them, and those that did stare Allison was sure to glare right back and encourage to look somewhere else.

Then she would turn her focus back onto her protege. ”That’s fair darlin. I can get not wantin too many eyes on ya when you’re just starting out. So I’ll give ya choice. We can train like we usually do and hash out the things we need to work on from last week. Orrr.” the cowgirl stepped in closer to the young Spaniard. Hands on her hips as she bent down close to Alba’s ear. “I can go and rent us a private ring for the day. No eyes to see us, no one to get embarrassed about. Just you. And little ol me.” backing up Allison would smile and say “So! What’ll be! Option 1? Or option 2?”

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Alba Garcia looked a little relieved as Allison reassured her that it would be fine. She let out a soft sigh, placing a hand on her chest. The Spanish girl figured that Tumbleweed would be understanding; she had always been understanding so far of her limitations. It was why Alba felt so comfortable with her now. She smiled softly at her as she explained the first choice before she walked up and leaned in close, whispering into her ear. The dancer's face went flush again as she went wide-eyed. It seemed as though Allison was very serious about them doing this lewd training. Letting out a tiny squeak when the blonde backed up, she mussed with her hands, eyes darting everywhere but Tumbleweed right now.

With a soft whine, she gave it some thought. That wonderful, beautiful girl who had been so kind to her wanting to escalate their training, and with the way she was acting, she seemed like she had more than just a strict training session in mind. She was swelling with feelings of longing for the girl as her throat gunked up from worry. Clearing it hard, Alba looked down to the ground and said in a tiny voice, "I... would like to do option two..." She managed to muster out the words, looking up at her cowgirl trainer again, offering a soft, shy smile at her. "I think it would be nice," Garcia asserted a little more confidently, a fondness to her voice.

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While Allison absolutely found the prospect of teaching alba a thing or two in the raunchy department of the league. She was in now way going to force the Spaniard to go along with it if she doesn’t want to. If Alba decides that she’d rather stick with regular training than take the leap, then that was fine with her. The cowgirl would immediately drop the subject and not bring it up again unless the girl asked. So Allison patiently waited as the smaller girl fiddled with her hands as she mulled over her choices until…

Allison let a small grin grow on her face as Alba gathered her courage and decided to take the leap. Telling the cowgirl that’d she’d like to go with option two. ”Well alright then darlin. You go and gather your things while I go and procure us a private ring. Ok” She said as she turned away with a wink before making her way to the gym’s main desk and spoke with the teller about getting a private ring. The process was simple and it looked like the teller knew what exactly was going on but didn’t say anything. Probably saw it a million times already.

So with her key in hand to Ring 11. Allison would signal Alba to where she was and unlock the door to the ring. It was Spartan compared to the main gym. With only a practice ring in the center surrounded by soft yoga mats. Rolling inside, Allison would pop to her feet and lean against the ropes as she waited for Alba to enter. “Be sure to lock the door on your way in Darlin. Don’t want any peepers for this now don’t we.” she giggled.