The Hannah Chronicles 5.
Hannah Gets a Surprise.
by Strongarm4.
Hannah


Hannah had got to the gym early as usual. The 6 foot tall 20 year old never missed a morning. Since the attractive student had begun to earn her fees by fighting in unlicensed fights across the country she had stuck to a strict regime that had increased her weight by 20 lbs to a full 200 lbs of rippling muscle. Her enormous strength and high level of fitness had seen the stunning brunette triumph against a string of opponents including a bodybuilding TV star in a number of gruelling contests.
That morning there were a couple of strangers in the gym. An attractive brunette, around 30, slender and about 5’ 6” tall and a larger, older woman, about 5’ 10” tall and heavily built with grey hair. After Hannah had finished her work out she said hello to the couple. The two newcomers were called Sandy and Debbie. It didn’t take Hannah long to realise that they were a couple. Sandy got into conversation with the big brunette, complimenting her on her superb physique. The newcomer was fascinated to hear about Hannah’s exploits in the ring. The slender brunette mentioned in passing that Debbie had some fighting experience herself. Hannah assumed that this had taken place some time ago as the grey haired Debbie looked well past her sell-by date for serious combat.
Sandy asked Hannah if she would like to join Debbie and herself for a drink that evening at a bar in town. Hannah was pleased to accept as she was at a loose end that evening and agreed to meet the pair at 8.

Directly at eight Hannah entered the bar and spotted Sandy and Debbie sat in a booth along the right hand side. The older woman raised a hand in greeting and Hannah made her way across the room attracting the usual stares from the other customers.
The big brunette sat down next to Sandy and ordered a glass of white wine from the waitress. As a rule Hannah rarely drank but for tonight she had decided to relax.
“So this is Debbie,” said Sandy, by way of introducing the bigger, older woman.
“Hi, pleased to meet you,” said Hannah, who offered her hand to the older woman. Hannah noticed that Debbie had a firm handshake and that the older woman was probably not so old as she had first thought, probably mid-forties.
Sandy got the conversation back to the gym almost at once, asking Hannah a number of questions about her training routine. Hannah was happy to provide the answers as Sandy became more and more complimentary again about her physique. Debbie just seemed to sit back and listen with a fairly sour expression on her face. In fact, thought Hannah, Debbie didn’t seem to be enjoying the evening at all.
Naturally the conversation got around to Hannah’s exploits in the ring. Sandy was all ears as Hannah recounted her recent experiences, in particular her recent gruelling fight with Kerri. At this point Debbie began to show some interest.
“So she’s on the TV is she,” asked the older woman, “huh, I guess the fight was probably rehearsed.”
Unnh, thought Hannah, she thinks I’m a phony. The big brunette was incredulous, here was this virtual stranger pretty well calling her a liar.
“No,” said Hannah firmly, “I can assure you that was no fix, you should have seen Kerri afterwards.”
“Why,” asked Sandy, looking interested.
“Let’s just say she wasn’t about to do any modelling work for a while,” explained Hannah who smiled at the memory of how she had beaten up the arrogant TV star.
“So you say,” piped up Debbie, looking sour.
“Hey,” said Sandy, “I happen to believe Hannah. You've been in some fights yourself, if you think Hannah’s a fake why not prove it in the ring.”
“Why not,” muttered Debbie, “I’m not afraid of her.”
“Are you serious,” said Hannah, a smile playing on her lips. The big brunette couldn’t believe that Debbie was prepared to get in the ring with her.
“Sure I’m serious,” Debbie replied, “I’m going to the ladies room, when I come back we’ll set something up, if you think you’re up to it.” Debbie got up and walked out of the bar.
“Wow, that’s amazing,” said Hannah, as she watched Debbie walk across the room, “she’s seriously challenging me.” The brunette looked across at Sandy.
“Well, I ought to tell you, she is pretty tough,” replied Sandy, “Debbie ran around with a bunch of bikers when she was younger, she used to fight pretty frequently in those days.”
“Hm, I don’t have a problem with that, I’ll take on anyone,” replied Hannah.
Sandy moved closer to Hannah, a smile on her face.
“She's a bit of a bully, is Debbie. I wouldn’t want to see you get hurt,” she said.
“Oh I don’t think there’s much chance of that,” replied Hannah with a grin, “would you like to see me give Debbie a beating?”
Sandy put her arm around Hannah’s broad shoulders and her mouth close to her ear, her free hand brushed tantalisingly against Hannah’s thigh.
“If you can beat Debbie I promise I’ll do incredible things to your body,” she breathed, “things you wouldn’t believe, in fact I’ll do anything you like darling, a goddess like you deserves the best.”
Hannah felt a tingle of excitement. She had been hit on at fights before now by women as well as by men of course, but up until now she had never had much of an inclination to experiment in that direction. But Sandy seemed different, perhaps it was the wine but the slender brunette seemed strangely attractive to her. Also there was the fact that Debbie seemed so jealous of Hannah, why else would the older woman be so keen to fight her. Surely, thought Hannah, the older woman must realise she didn’t stand a chance against her, she obviously didn’t expect Hannah to rise to the challenge. In fact the more Hannah thought about it the more she liked the idea of getting in the ring with the older woman. Debbie had been pretty huffy and disrespectful about her record after all. Yes, thought Hannah, I deserve a little adventure, I’ll beat up the has been then I’ll have a little fun with Sandy.
As Hannah made her decision Debbie came back to the table. The older woman noting with a glance that Sandy had moved closer to the big brunette.
“Well,” Debbie asked, “dare you get into a ring with me?”
“Sure, you’re on,” replied the brunette, “but you’re making a big mistake.”
“Really,” sneered Debbie, “we’ll see. Talk comes cheap. When do we do it, and where.”
“That’s easy,” replied Hannah, “at the gym, I can get exclusive use in an evening. How about Friday.”
“Sounds fine by me,” said Debbie, “What about you Sandy, are you going to film the fight?”
“Film,” queried Hannah.
“Would you mind,” asked Sandy, “I’ve filmed a few fights before, I’ll let you have a tape.”
“OK, that’s cool,” replied Hannah, “Friday, around eight, OK.”
“I’ll be there,” said Debbie with a smile, “make sure you are.”
Hannah finished her drink and got up, she nodded to the two women and walked out of the bar. Debbie’s last remark had annoyed her but it didn't matter, Hannah would pay her back on Friday.

After Hannah had left Sandy and Debbie smiled at each other.
“I knew she would go for it,” said Sandy, “those big muscle types always do,” she reached over and patted Debbie’s thigh, “but you’ll have to be careful, she’s darn big, and she’s unbeaten in the ring.”
“Don’t worry,” replied Debbie, “I’ll cut the tough girl down to size, just wait and see, just you do a good job with the camera, remember, this is a special job.”
“I don’t get any complaints, do I,” replied Sandy, “and as Hannah’s got a big reputation, it should be a very popular tape.”
Sandy had recorded enough of Debbie’s fights to know how to get the right shots and the pair of them had quite a lucrative sideline involving a friend who worked for a video company. He was quite happy to churn out copies at an advantageous rate when his boss wasn’t looking. As a bonus all he asked was to keep a tape for his own personal enjoyment. The tapes were then sold to enthusiasts who were only too pleased to see a real fight even if they were not filmed to the most professional standard, not some rehearsed rubbish like they could find on the TV, and there was an especially good market for the sort of tape that featured a super fit muscle girl in action with Debbie. The two women ordered another drink, it had been a good day’s work.

On the Friday evening the threesome met up as arranged at the gym. Hannah led the way through the empty building to the ring. It was a strange feeling for the big brunette as she had become used to a large crowd of noisy fight fans eager for some action. Tonight she faced Debbie in front of just Sandy and her camcorder.
At ringside they stopped and Sandy began to wander around checking the light, fiddling with her camera and so on. Hannah looked Debbie in the eye and grinned, she still found it hard to believe that the grey haired woman wanted to fight her.
“No changing rooms or nothing,” she said, “so we have to strip off here I guess.”
“Suits me,” muttered Debbie, “I ain’t worried about that sort of thing, although I guess someone like you expects it.”
Hannah ignored the comment and began to strip own to her thong. Debbie stripped to a more modest one piece affair which partially disguised her lumpy figure. Hannah was happy to go through her warm-up routine in front of her opponent. It allowed the brunette to display her big muscles to her opponent and she was pleased to see that Sandy rushed over to film her.

Ready for action, both women climbed into the ring, Hannah eager to get started. Both turned to Sandy to signal when the fight should begin. The young brunette checked the camcorder one last time then panned across the ring pausing to capture both of the opponents in their corners.
“OK,” she said, “on a count of three.” Hannah and Debbie both glowered at each other across the ring. They were ready.
“One, two, three,” yelled Sandy.
The fight had begun. Both women charged to the centre of the ring. Debbie opened up with a wild swing at Hannah’s head. The brunette sidestepped it easily then jabbed at Debbie’s head connecting a stinging blow to the older woman’s cheek. Once again Debbie swung at Hannah. This time the brunette sidestepped and sunk her fist into Debbie’s ample belly. The older woman doubled forwards and Hannah quickly applied a side head lock. Dragging Debbie to the centre of the ring Hannah then threw the older woman over her hip then stood back and waited for Debbie to struggle to her feet. A spinning round house kick then landed square in the centre of Debbie’s chest knocking her down again in one of the corners. Hannah leaned back against the ropes whilst her opponent slowly began to regain her feet and grinned confidently at Sandy who was faithfully following the action with her camcorder.
The slender brunette had been taking in the action with her usual enthusiasm. She glanced across at Debbie who was taking her time getting to her feet. Maybe she’s bitten off more than she can chew this time, thought Sandy, as her friend straightened up only for Hannah to smash into the older woman using all of her 200 lbs to slam Debbie back against the corner. Hannah used her rock solid body as a battering ram repeatedly jolting Debbie back against the corner before changing tack and grabbing the older woman’s arm in order to fling her across the ring with an Irish whip.
Debbie crashed backwards against the opposing corner then slumped back against the supports with a groan. Once again Hannah flung herself at her opponent, her powerful legs launching her across the ring like a tigress pouncing on her prey.
Suddenly Debbie twisted aside. Hannah, at full stretch was unable to stop herself from crashing into the corner. Momentarily jarred, Hannah straightened up. The big brunette suddenly felt Debbie’s arms swiftly slip around her waist. “Oh fuuuuck,” gasped Hannah as Debbie jerked her up into the air whilst simultaneously assuming a kneeling position. The horrified brunette realised only to well what lay in store for her. On a number of occasions she had stunned her opponents with just such a crotch shattering atomic drop, now the big brunette was to experience just such a move for herself.
Debbie grunted in satisfaction as she slammed Hannah down hard onto her knee. Hannah’s precious cunt was the point of impact as all of the brunette’s 200 lbs weight connected with the older woman’s solid thigh with a sickening thud. The big brunette screamed out loud at the horrendous impact then slumped forwards moaning softly to herself whilst Debbie continued to hold her securely in place astride her thigh.
Smiling to herself, Sandy continued to film the action. She was pretty sure that she had the undoubted bonus of a good shot of Hannah’s horrified expression as she realised what was in store for her. Big Debbie had come up with the goods yet again and now she was happily jolting her muscular opponent up and down on her thigh.
Hannah felt totally helpless, the horrendous blow to her crotch had numbed the big brunette. Now her tormentor was jolting her up and down on her knee with impunity, each jolt sending a searing wave of pain through Hannah’s crotch.
Suddenly Debbie released her grip on Hannah’s ribs allowing the brunette to sag forwards off her thigh. Debbie encouraged her on her way with a two fisted blow between the shoulder blades. Hannah slumped to the canvas like a rag doll and lay still whilst Debbie rose to her feet and waited to see whether or not the big brunette was about to get up and continue the fight. On balance, Debbie thought it unlikely.
Yet Hannah proceeded to surprise the older woman. After a moment the big brunette rolled onto her side and slowly regained her feet. Hannah still had some fight left in her after all. Now though the big brunette moved more slowly as pain continued to throb through her crotch. Debbie grinned to herself, this was a mere shadow of the mighty Hannah who had started the fight.
The older woman squared up to the big brunette and gestured for her to meet her in the centre of the ring.
“Scared are we,” Debbie sneered, “frightened that I’ll hurt you some more darling.”
Hannah rose to the taunts as best she could. The two women circled then both moved at once, meeting hand to hand in a test of strength. This was a test that Hannah would have won with ease earlier in the fight. Now Debbie powered the brunette down onto her knees with relative ease before planting her knee in Hannah’s chest. The brunette was flung backwards. Debbie quickly followed up with a leg drop across the brunette’s stomach. Hannah was still gasping for breath as the older woman rolled her onto her front then planted a foot on Hannah’s spine and grabbed the brunette’s wrists.
“Time for some fun,” she called to Sandy as she pulled back sharply on Hannah’s wrists. Now the brunette’s spine was bent backwards in the cruel surfboard backbreaker. Sandy panned her camcorder from Debbie’s grinning face to Hannah’s. In contrast Hannah’s was a mask of pain as the big brunette cried out for mercy.
Debbie continued to apply pressure despite Hannah’s pathetic pleas until the brunette was reduced to pitiful sobs of despair. The older woman finally released Hannah’s wrists and let the brunette slump to the floor.
“Well, are you going to get up for some more,” inquired Debbie with a grin. She looked questioningly across at Sandy.
“Have you got enough,” she asked, gesturing at the camera.
“Sure that should do it,” came the reply, “this is going to be one hell of a tape.”
Debbie nodded in agreement and reached down, lifting Hannah’s head from the canvas by her long black hair.
“Well wasn’t that fun,” she asked, “well, it was for me, oh and by the way, your old friend Mrs. Parker sends you her love. She’ll be sure to enjoy this tape.” She let go of Hannah’s hair and climbed out of the ring. Debbie quickly dressed then with her arm around Sandy she walked out of the room victorious, leaving Hannah lying prone in the ring.
Later that night Hannah lay propped up in bed holding an ice pack between her thighs. The big brunette tried to make sense of the evening’s events. She could hardly believe what had happened to her. But one thing was sure, she was furious and the big brunette wouldn’t rest until she had had her revenge.