Ana’s Most Dangerous Challenge



Ana Paula Leal, simply, was a warrior. She loved to fight, to dominate, to 
defeat. 40 years old, she was a former Portuguese judo champion and had been 
one of the best in the world. Her amateur judo career ended twelve years ago 
when she decided to have a child but the love of combat never left her. One 
day several years ago her husband brought home a video of Robin “Suzy” Johnson, 
a well-known US submission wrestler fighting against another woman. Intrigued, 
Leal bought more videos and thought to herself, why can’t I do this? She still 
had contact with several wrestlers, bodybuilders and martial artists; I can do 
just as good a job as these people.


But something was missing. While entertaining, the wrestling matches were
often just a series of headlocks and body scissors. I’m a judo expert; why not
allow joint locks and chokes? And so APL was born - an exciting new concept in
female combat.

Leal wasn’t satisfied in being just the businesswomen behind APL - she wanted
to continue her fighting career. She was featured in each one of her fledgling
company’s videos, and always won. Her - and her company’s - reputation grew,
and some of the finest female fighters in the world came to Portugal to take
on Ana Leal. Ana remembered every one of these fights and would often watch
the tapes: Weilin Quionin (APL 78); Robin Johnson (APL83 and 93): Maggie
Jennings (APL 103); Kirstie Etzold (APL 32 and 76); Paloma (APL 70); and
Andreia (APL 103). (There were so many other Competitive Videos that Ana and
APL put out, all with Ana conquering her foes.) They all came to Ana’s
facility and all were beaten (and occasionally humiliated). The classically
trained wrestlers were no match for her chokes and joint locks.

Leal issued a challenge to any woman to come to Portugal and fight her. The
rules were simple - both women were topless, anything goes and the winner had
five minutes to do what she pleased with the loser. Many women came, all lost
and all were subjected to five minutes of pure hell. On occasion, the
punishment was face sitting; on other occasions foot worship. This, she would
smile to herself, was a lot better than judo!

She was practicing one day in her gym when Paloma, a good friend of hers, came
in the room. Ana was sparring with a lightweight French bodybuilder and had
the hapless Frenchwoman in a rear naked sleeper, better know as the Sleeper.

"Paloma, my dear," she called out, oblivious to the ineffectual struggling of
her opponent, slowly being choked to unconsciousness. "How are you?"

"A lot better than her," pointing to the Frenchwoman, who was frantically
tapping the mat. "I think she’s had enough."

"No, no not yet. Have you had enough?" she asked her hapless opponent. "See,
she says nothing. She must want to continue." With that, she applied even more
pressure, resulting in her opponent emitting a sickening, gurgling noise.

"I think I found a challenger for you," Paloma said. "A colleague of mine gave
your name to a woman who works out at her gym. She’s done some shootwrestling
and a little grappling - she’s even wrestled professionally. She’s a big girl,
6’ tall and close to 200 pounds."

Ana was intrigued. She had had few challengers recently - she wasn’t sure if
it was the cost of getting to Portugal or, more likely, Ana’s reputation.
Ana’s opponent had long since stopped struggling. With a shrug, Ana released
the sleeper and her victim slumped to the ground, very unconscious.

"When is she available?" She knows I only do topless?"

"She doesn’t have a problem with the topless. She wants to fight in Marco’s -
she wants the match to take place in a pro wrestling ring."

"Goddamn pro wrestlers. I’m going to enjoy this. Tell her I’m looking forward
to meeting her!’

.......

The next two weeks passed slowly. Ana loved fighting bodybuilders - she
admired their strength and hardness. Besides, they rarely knew how to fight.
Paloma came by the evening of the match to pick Ana up.

"Almost ready?"

"Almost," Ana said, slipping on her "lucky" red thong bikini bottoms, then
putting a robe on top. "Let’s go beat up a bodybuilder."

The drive to Marco’s was silent. Ana got this way before a match - a throwback
to her competitive judo days. There was only one thing on her mind, to win the
match. Well, two things actually, as she was also anticipating the five
minutes of pleasure after the match.

Paloma pulled into the parking lot at Marco’s. It was a Sunday evening and
there were few cars. Paloma and Ana got out of the car and walked to the front
door. Ringing the doorbell, they waited until a woman came to the door. She
recognized Ana and let the two women in. "Your dressing room is to the right.
Judy will be ready in a few minutes. Paloma and Ana went to the dressing room,
and a couple of minutes later, someone knocked on the door. "We’re ready Ms.
Leal. Please come to the ring."

Ana walked slowly to the ring. As requested, there weren’t many people in the
gym, and Ana knew most of them. Her opponent, wearing a long white robe, was
already in the ring; from a distance she looked huge.

"Ladies," the referee called out, "please come forward." Ana knew the referee,
a former lady wrestler herself. She was taking a chance having this woman
referee, as Ana had beaten and of course, humiliated her some time ago in an
APL video. "Let me introduce the two of you. First, from Calgary, Alberta,
Canada, 6’1" tall and 210 pounds, Judy Majors. Her opponent is from Lisbon,
Portugal and is 5’6" and 140 pounds, Ana Paula Leal. Ladies, this will be a
two out of three falls match, submission only. Everything is permitted except
closed fist punches and kicks. The winner will have five minutes to do what
she pleases with the loser. Do you both understand?

Both women nodded. "Good, go back to your corners, take of your robes and wait
for the bell.

Ana and Judy walked back to their respective corner and took off their robes,

"Christ almighty," Paloma whispered. "Look at her!" Ana turned around and was
momentarily speechless. Judy had taken off her robe, revealing an awesome
physique. Her legs resembled tree trunks, her stomach was absolutely flat, she
had round, firm full breasts and her entire upper body had the classic
v-shape. She had on a tiny black thong bikini - it’s even smaller than mine,
Ana thought and had long, curly blonde hair. Realizing the impact she was
having on her opponent, Judy smiled and flexed her biceps, revealing the
largest arms Ana had ever seen.

"Holy shit," Paloma continued. "She’s huge!"

"Well, at least my breasts are real," Ana replied with a weak grin.

The bell rang and both women warily approached the centre of the ring. Judy
put her arms out in front and raised them to the air. "Come on, let’s see how
strong you are."

Ana just smiled. "Sure," and slowly raised her own arms. She stopped suddenly
and in a flash dove at Judy’s tree-trunk legs. Grunting, she struggled and
finally brought the bodybuilder to the ground. She then groped Judy, searching
for an opening, an opportunity to trap a leg or arm.

But Judy resisted, and rather easily threw Ana off of her. Both women slowly
got their feet and warily circled each other again.

"That’s the oldest trick in the book," Ana said.

"Didn’t do you much good, did it?"

Ana, like the world-class judoka she was, weighed her options, looked at her
alternatives. She knew she was far more skilled than Judy; she also knew she
had to avoid her Canadian opponent’s legs and arms. Continuing to formulate
her strategy, she moved closer to Judy. Feinting with her left hand, her right
hand shot out and hit Judy flush on her right breast, making a sound like a
whip. Another slap and another and another - Ana fiercely attacked Judy’s
chest and breasts. Judy tried to cover up, but Ana was far too quick - almost
all her blows were landing.

Ana followed this up with an effective judo toss, easily throwing the much
bigger Judy to the padded mat. Ana was on her quickly, grabbing Judy in a side
headlock. Ana was now in total control. Judy wasn’t going to submit to a
simple headlock; Ana knew she had to try something else. But Judy was too
quick for her, and grabbed Ana’s hair, pulling violently. This forced Ana to
break the headlock, and Judy cleverly caught Ana’s head between her impressive
legs.

The tide of the battle had turned. Judy was now in control and Ana was caught
in between her greatest assets - her legs. Ana tried bridging out, but Judy’s
grip was too tight. Judy released the pressure somewhat; Ana tried to take
this opportunity to scamper away but Judy was merely maneuvering Ana closer to
her crotch. Within seconds, Ana’s head was now firmly in place between Judy’s
thighs, with both women lying on their backs.

At first, the pressure was bearable - it seemed that Judy was merely
controlling Ana. Judy’s thick thighs were tightly wrapped around Ana’s head
but Ana was feeling no discomfort. This, Ana thought, was somewhat enjoyable.

But her pleasure soon turned to pain, as Judy suddenly and without warning
squeezed her thighs together.

"Oh Christ, oh Christ, stop, stop!" Ana screamed.

"Do you give?" Judy asked.

"No, no."

"Then fuck you," and Judy squeezed harder.

The pressure was unrelenting. Ana had read stories on the Internet of Amazons
squeezing their opponent’s until unconsciousness - could this happen to her?

Just when she felt she couldn’t go on any longer, the pressure subsided. Judy
stroked Ana’s hair and forehead. "You don’t want to get hurt, do you? Why
don’t you ask me to stop? All the pain will go away," Judy whispered to Ana.
"I don’t want to hurt you. Ana, what do you want? What do you want?" With
that, she grunted, and the pressure began anew.

Ana screamed aloud. Judy’s muscular legs and thighs were straining, the
muscles in full view of the crowd. Ana ineffectually clawed at Judy’s legs,
but Judy kept on squeezing. After what seemed like an hour, the pressure
subsided once again, and Judy continued her trash talking. " You’re an old
fuckin’ lady. I could crush your head. Just say I give and you get to fight
another day. I’ve crushed basketballs between my thighs."

That doesn’t surprise me, Ana thought. I’ve got to do something quick.
Reaching back she tried to grab Judy’s hair. She knew Judy was playing with
her, that the pressure would start again. Ana really didn’t know how much more
she could take. Luckily, she grabbed Judy’s right breast, then her nipple. She
gave the nipple a sudden twist, and Judy screamed out. Well, at least I have
her attention now, Ana thought, but my head is still where it shouldn’t be.
She twisted again and again, extended the nipple and breast far further than
it was meant to go. Not surprisingly, Judy released the head scissors, and
grabbed at Ana’s hand. Ana quickly strode atop of Judy, her crotch very close
to Judy’s face. Reaching back, she grabbed the other nipple and twisted both.

Now it’s my turn, Ana thought, as she grabbed the fully erect nipples (they
have to be two bloody inches long!) and pulled violently. "This hurts doesn’t
it?" she asked Judy. "Have anyone ever done this to you before?"

"Stop it, please stop," Judy was almost in tears, as her fine breasts were
being grotesquely twisted.

"Why should I stop? Aren’t you enjoying this?" she said as she twisted harder.
She finally released the grip on the nipples and moved back from Judy’s face
to her crotch. She then grabbed both of Judy’s breasts and dug her nails deep.
(She does have greats tits, she thought to herself. Well, this has been fun,
but it’s time to end it.)

Ana suddenly released her grip on Judy’s breasts. Grabbing one of Judy’s arms,
she started pulling back with her two arms, and placed her two legs around the
arm and on top of Judy’s chest. All she had to do now was to pull Judy’s arm
back and the juji-gatame, the cross-body armbar, would be complete.

But Judy was a very strong woman - despite having both her arms pulling, she
was not able to bring Judy’s arm down. But Ana persevered and after a long
struggle was able to finally force the arm down.

"Give up now," she commanded. "I can break your arm. Do you submit?"

There was no answer, so Ana twisted the arm.

"Okay, okay, I give, I give," Judy screamed.

"Smart girl," Ana said as she instantly released the hold. "Smart girl."

.....

Ana walked back to her corner, where Paloma greeted her with a hug.

"Very well done Ana. How’s your head?"

"It aches. Her legs are stronger than yours. She also has bigger tits."

"Yes, I see that you rather enjoyed them," Paloma smiled.

Meanwhile, Judy was being helped to her feet. She was not a martial-artist and
did not know how painful the juji-gatame can be. Luckily for her, Ana was a
respected martial-artist and knew to apply the hold gradually.

"Ladies," the referee called out. "You have five minutes."

The five minutes seemed like an eternity for Ana. She was on a roll and wanted
to finish Judy off quickly. The bell finally rang and the two women faced each
other in the middle of the ring.

"Let’s try another tit squeeze," Ana said smiling, pointing to her opponent’s
reddened breasts.

Surprisingly, Judy agreed and both women grabbed the other’s breasts. Ana had
obviously done this many times before, but Judy also knew what to do and her
strong fingers grabbed Ana’s large, full breasts. The two women squeezed and
twisted and turned, digging their fingers and nails deep into each other’s
breasts. The other women in attendance were awestruck at what they were
witnessing - only another woman could appreciate how much this hurt.

Ana, the far more experienced catfighter, eventually won this battle, as Judy
released her grip and went to protect her own breasts. Ana kept the pressure
on though, and Judy was forced to try something different, this time grabbing
Ana’s long black hair, pulling it forcefully. Screaming, Ana released her grip
on Judy’s breasts and also grabbed a handful of hair. The two women,
highly-skilled wrestlers and martial-artists, were now engaged in a primitive
catfight, attacking breast and pulling hair.

Judy’s superior strength won this battle, and she forced Ana to the mat and
clamped on a painful side headlock. This woman is a monster, Ana thought. She
could tear my head off. Luckily for Ana, her face was pressed right up against
Judy’s right breast, the one that Ana had savaged just minutes earlier.
Opening her mouth, she bit down on the breast, eliciting a scream from the
Canadian strong woman. Judy instantly released the hold, and clutched at her
raw, red breast. Ana’s head was still spinning from the powerful headlock; she
took the opportunity to crawl to the other side of the mat and catch her
breath.

Judy recovered quicker than Ana and went over to the side of the ring where
Ana was still laying down. Picking Ana up by the hair, she effortlessly
scooped the smaller woman up, then bodyslammed her heavily to the mat.

The breath was knocked out of Ana. This was a pro-style hold she always
assumed it didn’t hurt. Judy picked Ana up one more time, dragging her to her
feet. She then whipped Ana into the ropes. Ana, her magnificent breasts
bouncing as she ran, hit the ropes and ricocheted back towards Judy. When she
reached Judy, Judy calmly picked her up off the ground, grabbed her around the
waist and began squeezing.

The bearhug was one of the simplest - and effective holds. Women rarely used
it because of the strength involved to win a submission. The only skill
involved was to ensure that the hug arms were clasped tightly - they were, and
that they were around the woman’s small of the back - which it was. Then it
was simple, squeeze until she gave up.

There really was no escape. An inexperienced woman might leave her face
uncovered, which meant a jab to the eyes would be sufficient. But Judy knew
what she was doing, and she had buried her face in Ana’s heaving, sweaty
breasts. Their bodies meanwhile, were as close as two women could get, but
this was a loveless embrace. There was no room to move, no escape. Her only
hope was that Judy would get tired of supporting 140 pounds and be forced to
release - or at least loosen - the hold. So Ana held on, hoping that the
improbable would happen.

It was quite a sight, seeing these women in such an erotic embrace. From the
back, Judy was all muscle. Her tiny black thong had all but disappeared up the
crack of her clenched butt, as she grunted, periodically applying more and
more pressure.

From the other angle, Ana looked positively tiny compared to Judy. As Judy’s
massive arms applied pressure, Ana would scream, arching her back backwards in
a futile attempt to relieve the pain. Never in her entire fighting career had
she felt such pain.

And so it went. Five minutes passed, and Judy showed no signs of dropping the
hold. Paloma screamed at her friend to give up. The referee told Ana she
should give up and that she would stop the fall. "No fuckin’ way," said Judy.
"The bitch has to say it herself." With that she squeezed harder.

"Stop the match," Paloma pleaded with the referee. "She’s going to get hurt!"
And with that, Judy squeezed one more time. "Stop! Stop! I give! I give!" Ana
screamed.

Judy slowly released the pressure, but not entirely. "Goddamn bitch. This’ll
teach you to play with my tits." With that, she dropped Ana to the ground, who
lay there moaning and clutching her back. Judy stood over her, beads of sweat
falling down. The referee gently guided Judy away to her corner, which allowed
Paloma to tend to her fallen friend. "It’s alright, you’ll be okay," she told
her friend. "Why didn’t you submit?"

Ana could barely talk. "She’s so bloody strong - I thought she was going to
break my back. I don’t know if I can continue. Please rub my back."

.....

"Let’s go ladies," the referee called out. If the five-minute rest after the
first fall was too long, this five minutes was far too short. Ana gingerly and
slowly walked towards the middle of the ring; Judy virtually ran to the
middle, brimming with confidence.

Ana knew she had to buy some time, as her back still hurt. For her part, Judy
wanted to press her advantage and with remarkable speed for such a large
woman, dove at Ana’s legs and neatly brought her down. With Ana on the ground,
Judy grabbed her in another side headlock, pressing Ana’s face against her
breasts. Another simple hold, but so effective when used by a powerful woman.

"Enjoying the view?’ Judy taunted. "Can’t decide if you want to give up or ask
for more?"

The headlock was a simple hold, and the escape was simpler - just pull her
hair. Ana reached back and grabbed a handful of Judy’s long blonde hair and
began pulling back. Judy resisted, but the pressure was too great and she
eventually released the hold. She in turn grabbed Ana’s hair, and both women
struggled to their feet, continuing to hold each other’s hair. Freeing one
hand, Ana began slapping at Judy, who countered with her own slaps. The sounds
of the slaps reverberated throughout the almost empty gym. Judy was hitting
harder, but Ana’s slaps were better-placed and soon Judy released her grip and
tried to cover up. This is exactly what Ana had planned and began her final
assault.

Ana grabbed Judy around the neck, then fell backwards, placing one foot in
Judy’s chest and flipping her over. Judy landed with a thud, and Ana quickly
strode atop her. She quickly wrapped her legs around Judy’s neck in a
sankaku-jime, a strangle with the legs. Ana was a powerful woman, but her legs
were not nearly as strong as Judy’s. But Ana knew exactly where to apply the
pressure, and soon the flow of air and blood to Judy’s brain was restricted.
Judy’s hands frantically grabbed at Ana, but they found nothing. Ana whispered
to Judy, "You better give up or else. I know what I’m doing and this will hurt
you. Give up!"

But Judy kept struggling and finally reached back and grabbed one of Ana’s
breasts. Just like Ana had done to her, she was doing to Ana - twisting the
breast and the nipple as if her life depended on it. Screaming in pain, Ana
finally released the hold, and Judy scampered away.

Judy’s escape was short-lived. Ana was furious - the breast attack had hurt
and now she was going to exact her revenge. Paloma saw the look in her
friend’s eyes and felt sorry for Judy.

The rest of the match was a slaughter. Ana’s skill and aggressiveness was too
much for the bodybuilder / wrestler. All Judy could do was to cover up, and
she wasn’t entirely successful at that. Ana flipped Judy again to the mat. She
grabbed Judy around the waist, then wrapped her legs around Judy’s waist. She
then put one arm across Judy’s throat and grabbed that arm with her free hand.
There it was, Ana’s signature finishing hold, the hadaka-jimi, the arm
strangle. As she increased the pressure, she smiled as she thought of all the
women who had succumbed to this hold, especially her archrivals Weilin in APL
78 and Maggie Jennings in APL 103.

Everyone knew the match was over, and the referee quickly asked Judy if she
gave up. Judy may not have recognized the hold and gamely held on, struggling
in vain, her muscular body twitching and straining, her beautiful breasts now
red and marked. "She’ll go unconscious," Ana warned the referee. Indeed, Judy
was rapidly losing consciousness, and the referee told Ana to stop, the match
was over.

Ana released the hold, and Judy slumped to the mat, barely conscious. Ana
loved winning and beating other women, but she also loved her five minutes of
pleasure after the match. She began by sitting on top of Judy, slowly inching
forward to her face. She roughly grabbed Judy’s hair, then pulled her face up
towards her crotch. This awakened the groggy Judy, who recoiled in fear.

"Do you know what I’m going to do to you?" Ana asked, "This is your penalty
for losing. You must do what you’re told. " But Judy kept her mouth firmly
closed, petrified of what Ana had in store for her. Ana released her grip on
Judy’s head and said. "Don’t worry. I’m not that kind of woman. I just wanted
to show you that I am in total control. I want you to worship my feet."

Ana thought back to her match with Sara (APL 69). Sara, of course, had lost
the match, and her punishment was to worship Ana’s feet. It was, Ana recalled,
the best foot worship anyone had ever done to her - what a tongue she had. If
I’m lucky, Judy will be just as good.

Ana slowly got off Judy, and Judy gently took one of Ana’s feet, inserting one
toe into her mouth, sucking it softly, using her tongue to caress the toe.

"Good, very nice Judy," Ana whispered. "Thank you."

As Judy finished with one toe, she continued with the other toes, taking her
time, until all the toes on Ana’s right foot were done. Ana then placed her
entire foot in Judy’s mouth. Judy looked scared, but Ana softly told her,
"Don’t worry, this won’t hurt. Just tap the mat when you can’t take anymore."

Judy nodded, and Ana’s foot went deep inside Judy’s mouth. Judy continued
tonguing Ana - Christ, she thought, she’s almost as good as Sarah! Ana took
her free foot and gently placed it on Judy’s neck. Without warning, she then
began attacking Judy’s crotch. Judy instinctively reached for her groin, but
Ana was already expertly exploring, probing, digging her big toe deeper and
deeper. Finally, Judy tapped, and Ana removed her foot from Judy’s mouth, but
not from her crotch.

"Stop, please stop," Judy pleaded.

"No, my dear, I’m not finished yet." Judy cried out, a mixture of pain and
pleasure, and Ana continued her attack for a couple of minutes. She finally
removed her foot from Judy’s crotch and placed it again on her neck.

"This is what happened when you lose. Please, now lick my foot, " Ana asked,
and Judy complied. Ana, by now, was moaning softly. "Excellent, just
fantastic," she said. "Thank you. More, please do more."

"I’m finished with this foot," Judy said, relieved that Ana was no longer
concentrating on her crotch area. "Would you like me to do the other?"

"Yes, please, please." Judy took Ana’s left foot and methodically and
passionately repeated the process - carefully inserting each toe, sucking and
licking the toes, then placing the entire foot in her mouth, finishing off by
licking the sole and top of the foot. When she had finished, she asked Ana,
"What now Ana?"

"Nothing Judy. Thank you very much. You were excellent." Suddenly Ana’s other
foot lashed out, once again going to Judy’s groin.

"No, not again. It hurts." Judy said.

"Yes, I know it does, but I am the winner." Ana’s probing was much rougher
this time as she pounded her foot into Judy. At the same time she attacked the
poor girl’s already red breasts, twisting the nipples with her hands. She
stopped the attack, much to Judy’s relief, but then began twisting the nipples
- this time with her toes!

"Please, please no more. I can’t take it," Judy sobbed.

"Okay, I think you’ve had enough. Get up."

Judy got slowly to her feet and the two women hugged each other. The violence
of their match had disappeared - just minutes earlier they were trying to hurt
each other, now they were embracing. How ironic, Ana thought. This is the same
position we were in when she had me in her bearhug.

"You were a very worthy opponent," Ana whispered to Judy. "We’ll have to do
this again." Both women smiled, and left the ring.

.........

Author’s note:

I am a big fan of both Ana and her company. This story is my way of thanking
her for providing such fine videos. I am not related in any way to Ana or her
company - I wrote this story as my thanks to her.

Please e-mail Ana or visit her web-site if you have any questions.

email: apl.portugal@mail.telepac.pt

http://www.cidadevirtual.pt/aplportugal