Page 27 of Forced By the Bratva

Giving her shoulder another quick squeeze, I nodded and sat down beside her. “I will take you to my training room after breakfast and we can plan a routine if you want?” I said, taking a bite out of my bacon.

After breakfast, Mila and Konstantin offered to do the cleaning, leaving me to show Alyssa the training room. Leaving the house, we walked around to the back. After unlocking the door, I held it open, indicating that Alyssa could enter.

The room was quite large and held everything one could need for a variety of training. The floor was covered from side to side in training mats. The center had no equipment or obstacles, which made it ideal for sparing.

To our left hung a selection of punching bags. Taking her hand, I walked over to them. “This one,” I said, pointing at the first one. “Is called the standard heavy bag. It is mostly used to practice boxing and kickboxing. We will use it to strengthen your forearms and punching.”

“Right,” Alyssa said cheerily. She lifted her arms, forming tiny fists with her hands, and swung at the bag.

Taking hold of her wrists, I pulled her to face me. “Whoa, slow down, princess.”

“What, what am I doing wrong?” she protested lightly, pulling back from me.

Grinning, I let her go. “Allow me to teach you some basics. You can’t simply swing away; you could get hurt.”

She glanced at the bag, nodding. “Okay, so teach me,” she replied.

“First, I will show you how to jab and deliver a cross punch. Once you have that right, we can focus on kicks such as the round kick, right?” I questioned, studying her face.

“Sure, sounds interesting,” Alyssa replied with wide eyes.

“Once you can successfully execute them on the bag, we’ll go to the mat. Then I can teach you how to use them if you are attacked. Plus, I will show you some other moves, okay?”

Alyssa seemed to light up as she could no longer contain her excitement. “Yes, yes, show me,” she huffed, jumping up and down. She was wearing shorts and a tight-fitting top. As she bounced, I found myself unable to keep my eyes away from her breasts.

“Okay, okay, calm down,” I said as I stepped closer to the heavy bag. Shaking my arms to loosen them, I raised my fists to my chin. Placing my feet shoulder-width apart, with one an inch before the other, I bent my knees a little. “This is the basic stance,” I said, glancing at Alyssa as she stood next to me in a similar fashion.

I jabbed at the bag and watched it swing with force. Upon its return, I jabbed again and again. After a couple of hits, I opened my arms and caught the bag as it came back at me. Glancing at Alyssa, I spoke softly. “You ready for this?”

She smiled as she shook her head in agreement. Stepping back, I gestured for her to stand before me. Alyssa shook her arms and pulled them up to her face.

“No, princess,” I said, turning her to face me. “Your fists are too loose, and your shoulders too high.”

Alyssa sighed as she lowered her hands and sagged her shoulders. “Straighten your hands as if you are going to shake mine,” I said, waiting for her to do so. Taking hold of her hand, I gently pushed her fingers together. “Now fold them in tightly; the tips of your fingers must go to the top of your palm and then close your hand.”

As I continued to explain, I made sure she closed her hands correctly. “If your fists aren’t tight, you will hurt yourself.” Alyssa nodded, turning back to the heavy bag. Standing behind her again, I carefully pushed down on her shoulders. “Relax your shoulders. When you swing at the bag, twist your upper body using your body weight to add impact to your hit.”

Holding her hips, I twisted and turned her softly a couple of times so she could feel the movement. Alyssa giggled as I did this. Her body was warm and soft, and my mind quickly filled with other things to do. Shaking my head, I took a step back. “Right, swing whenever you are ready. Just remember the bag comes back.”

I smiled as she swung at the bag, which didn’t even move. But I wasn’t smiling at this. I was smiling at the frown on her beautiful face as she took her first hit. She looked cute as she concentrated on punching the bag.

“Remember to twist your body, princess,” I said, walking to the bag. Standing behind the bag holding it, I continued to instruct her. “I’ll hold the bag. Step closer and swing with all your might.”

Alyssa took another swing at the bag. This time, it moved. “Yes,” I proclaimed. “Keep going.”

After another couple of hits, I could feel the strength of her punches increasing. “Very good,” I said, letting go of the bag. “Let me show you how to do some kicks.”

Standing beside her, I gave instructions and showed her how to do it. “Bend your knees a tad. Simply bring your leg up to your chest and kick out for a front kick.”

In slow motion, I lifted my leg and waited for her to follow before kicking out ahead of me after a couple of kicks with the right leg. We kicked with the left one. “Right, turn to your side. Lift your leg, pulling it into your hip and then kick out.”

Alyssa moved with ease. Watching her drove my mind wild. She was supple and could twist her body in many directions. She was adapting fast, and I felt confident she would easily learn to protect herself.

“Okay, now practice the kicks on the bag before we move to the mat for grappling techniques,” I said, moving to hold the heavy bag again. Alyssa kicked softly at first. But with every kick, I could feel her placing more strength into them. After a couple of rounds, I could hear her heaving a bit.

“Nice, let’s have some water and move to the mat. You’re doing very well.”

Nodding, we walked to the cooler in the corner. After pouring us each a glass, I handed her one. Alyssa swallowed the water in one smooth gulp. I noticed her body was glistening from sweat. Grinning at her, I gestured to the mat. “You ready?”

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