Joseph and Mary, Part 2
By elliebi@aol.com


This the continuation of the matches fought by Ellie and Lee against Joe
and Mary and their girls. Please let us know what you think of these matches. 
We really want the criticism. That will be the primary way of learning what 
doesn't work and how to improve the stories.


After the win, Lee and I went back and changed in one the bathrooms. I was so
excited by my win that I could hardly concentrate on cleaning up and changing
my clothes. But we finished up and went back to watch two more matches and
then get Lee ready for his challenge match. When the time came for his match,
he walked into the room first and stood waiting for Mary, Jill and Donna. Joan
was the referee again, after her match.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a special challenge match with 3 falls of
15 minutes each. Mary has issued a birthday challenge to Lee and he must
wrestle Mary, Jill and Donna in succession. When a fall ends from time limit,
a pin or submission, the next wrestler enters and the new fall begins. In the
red corner, at 182 lbs, from the wilds of Fullerton, here's the greatest
wrestler Oglethorpe Avenue has ever seen, here's Lee Smythe." The crowd
cheered and was excited to see how this match would go. Most knew about Lee's
knee and ankle problems and knew Mary and the girls would take full advantage
of it. Lee wore a red Speedo with black patent leather boots. His tanned,
muscular body looked good, even if it was a mostly store-bought tan. The one
thing that marred his looks was the thick bandage wrapped around his knee.

"And now the birthday girl and her gang, at 164 lbs, 146 lbs. and 143 lbs,
here are the three greatest wrestlers since me, here are Mary, Jill and Donna
Mulhare." The three strutted around the room blowing kisses and acting very
smug. Donna went to Lee and yelled at him, "When I get you, there won't be
much left and I'll finish off whatever is standing." Lee smiled and blew a
kiss at her. Mary wore a red leotard with black fishnet hose and black and red
boots. Jill wore a black leotard with matching fishnet hose and red boots and
Donna wore a dark blue leotard and red fishnet hose with white boots. I found
out soon enough, as did Lee, why they wore the fishnets for rubbing their
opponents face in it. The rough mesh really burns the skin and hurts. Joan
rang the bell and the match began.

They both came out fast and locked up. Mary was a big woman, nearly as heavy
as Lee and just as tall. They went back and forth, both trying to push the
other against a wall. Finally, Lee pushed Mary into a corner and quickly kneed
her belly before Joan could break them. Mary doubled for a moment, and then
stood up with a smirk. "That's not enough, you crummy piece of shit." They
locked up again and this time Mary kicked the side of Lee's bad knee. He cried
out and tried to step back. Mary was on him in an instant. She pulled his hair
and held him in a front facelock, pummeling his back with forearm blows. She
managed to drop him to one knee; holding is face tightly against her crotch
while still raining blows to his back and neck. Lee managed to pull up a leg,
forcing her off balance and dropping her on her back. She fell hard and lay
still for a moment, giving Lee a chance to back off and rub his hurt knee.

Lee backed off to a corner rubbing his knee and flexing it to see how bad it
was. The look on his face told everyone his knee was in bad shape. Mary got up
and tried to catch him in the corner, but he stepped out and they locked up in
the center. Lee quickly caught an arm and twisted it into a hammerlock,
pushing the arm high up the back. Mary cried out and tried to tiptoe around to
ease the pain. She swung an elbow, grazing lee's face. He eased up, and then
applied more pressure, really forcing Mary on her toes. She faked another
elbow and Lee moved his head back. She timed it perfectly as he returned to a
position just behind her head, she swung again, this time driving her elbow
into his temple. Lee was dazed and loosened the hold. Mary quickly spun out of
the hammerlock and came around with a hairpull into a front facelock. She soon
changed it to a choke and laughed as he clawed at her arms, trying to break
the hold. She rained more forearms across his back, really softening him up
for a big kill. Lee fell to one knee and Mary pulled him back up with great
strength. She held him in that facelock, then drove a knee into his chest,
lifting him off the mat. When he landed on his feet, he was winded and very
unsteady, reaching for a wall to steady himself.

Mary grabbed an arm and with an Irish whip sent him across the room into the
opposite wall. Lee hit hard face first with a loud thud. He fell back and Mary
quickly jumped on his back, wrapping her legs around his waist and arms around
his throat. She squeezed as hard as she could, choking him at the same time.
He stayed on his feet as long as he could, but her weight and the bad knee
finally gave out and he fell against a wall and slid to the mat. Mary still
had him totally under control and rolled out to the center. She held him in a
waist scissors while slowly choking him. Lee's gasps for air were starting to
get worse and it looked like he would finally lose a fall to a woman. But with
a great effort, he managed to crawl toward a wall, and then get to his knees
and with great pain in his bad knee, lunge at the wall. Mary's head smashed
into the wall and she loosened the hold enough for Lee to get away and get to
his feet. Mary got to her feet, but the sudden smash to her head dazed her
momentarily. She came out to meet Lee, but he quickly dropkicked her chest,
sending her against a wall. She came out again and this time he tackled her,
once again driving her back into the wall. Mary was winded and gasping for air
as Lee pulled her hair, scooping her up for a bodyslam. He lifted her high and
held her for a second, then slammed her hard onto the mat. The air rushed from
her lungs as she hit hard, arching her back from the pain.

He yanked her up again and lifted her again. Mary suddenly kicked her legs,
forcing Lee off balance. He tried to hold her up for the slam, but his knee
buckled and he fell backwards with Mary on top. He landed hard and she hooked
a leg for the pin. Joan got to 2 before Lee kicked out. Mary grabbed his hair
and slammed his head onto the mat. She tried for another pin and 2-count
before he kicked out. Mary knew she had to really work him over before she
could win a fall.

She stood over him, looking down with contempt at his prone body writhing in
pain from the landing and his hurt knee. She kicked his knee twice, then
grabbed the leg, wrapping an arm around the top of the calf, just below the
knee. She then pulled up on the leg, wrenching the knee. She yanked up as hard
as she could, while Lee cried out from the pain of the vicious hold.
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE! Oh God, stop please, stop, no, stop, please
stop!" His cries were both embarrassing and pitiful. He was easily being
beaten by this very tough woman and he was helpless to stop her. And I had a
strange feeling watching this fight. He was my husband and I wanted him to
win, but Mary was very good at beating him and was doing it with ease. I kind
of enjoyed watching her.

Mary kept up the pressure on his knee with this leg hold. She eased up, then
poured more pressure by jerking the leg higher, forcing the knee to accept the
part of the body weight. Lee kept slapping the mat in vain. He couldn't get
out of this hold. Joan kept asking him if he quit, but he always answered with
a loud no. Finally Mary made a mistake. She eased up and bent down to laugh at
him. When she opened her mouth to taunt him, Lee slammed his foot hard into
her forehead twice. She fell back dazed. Lee managed to roll away and rest his
knee, watching her. She slowly got up and came after him. He couldn't stand
yet, and as she reached to grab his hair, he drove a fist deep into her gut.
The blow doubled her over. He pulled her left leg, knocking her off balance
and she fell against the wall head first. Lee crawled to her and sat on her
chest, raining forearms onto her head. Joan watched as he kept pummeling her,
just the way she did earlier. Mary tried in vain to shove him off but
couldn't. Finally, Lee managed to stand and tried to pull her up by the hair.
But his knee wouldn't support the move and let go. Mary slowly got up, still
dazed and shaking her head. She turned towards him as Lee was massaging his
knee. He couldn't stand long on it and tried to turn it away from Mary. As
they locked up, she pashed out and caught the knee on the outside. Lee fell in
a heap and she stood over him stomping the knee. She finally grabbed the leg
and twisted it into a step-over-toehold. Lee cried out but couldn't do
anything. She twisted the leg and then the ankle as she maliciously tried to
injure him. When the bell rang ending the first fall, Mary released the hold
and holding the knee on the mat, drove her knees into it, before getting up
and leaving to the cheers of the crowd. Even I had to admire her toughness and
nastiness in the ring. Lee was rolling on the mat in severe pain when Jill
entered the room.

Jill was about to attack Lee when Joan stepped in a stopped her. She gave him
2 minutes to get ready for the next fall. Jill and some others were upset, but
then his knee was damaged and he still went through with the match. Many of
those who booed Joan would never have done that. In fact we beat many of them
in matches here and then whined about losing, making all sorts of excuses.

Joan signaled for the fall to start and the bell rang. Jill moved in fast and
locked up with Lee. She was a good-sized girl, on her way to being bigger than
her mother. Lee managed to push her against a wall and slam two forearm
smashes into her head. He didn't feel the least bit odd about fighting a
teenage girl. Jill rubbed her head and came out. They locked up and she kicked
his leg. The knee collapsed and he fell to the mat. Jill stood over him and
kicked the knee and stomped the ankle several times. But Lee lashed out and
with a leg sweep, took her down. He grabbed and arm and stretched it, placing
a foot against her head and one against her body. While pulling the arm, he
twisted it and pulled the fingers back. Jill stamped her feet and slapped the
mat as he kept up the pressure. She tried several times to stand, but each
time he twisted the arm in the opposite direction and sent her back down. Lee
just had to keep pressure on her as long as he could to get through this fall.

Jill finally managed to roll over his legs and break the hold. It took a big
effort as she almost ripped an ear trying to get over the foot. But she broke
the hold and got away fro Lee while she tried to get the arm back into use.
Lee moved in and she locked up again. This time she grabbed his hair and
pulled back hard. As she yanked his head back, she chopped his throat. The
first chop caused him to gag, the second had him gasping for air. She grabbed
as arm and pulled him in close, driving a knee into his groin as she pulled.
Lee fell back against a wall cupping his balls. Jill laughed at him and
grabbed an arm, then whipped him across the room and slamming into a wall. She
ran after him and drove a knee into his lower back just as he hit the wall.
Lee fell to the mat holding his back. Jill stood over him and looked back at
Mary. She gave her daughter a big thumbs up and yelled to her, "Okay Jill,
finish him off and then Donna can work over what's left."

Jill pulled Lee up by his hair and rammed his face into the wall several times
before Joan broke it up. His nose had blood running out and his eyes were
glassy. Jill stepped back and kicked the back of his bad knee, sending him
down. This was definitely the end, and to a 16 year old girl. I felt bad for
him, but a bit excited at seeing this girl really beat my husband. She was
just as bad as her mother. Jill kept stomping the knee and ankle until Lee
moved around and grabbed a leg and pulling it hard. This sent her to the mat
where he crawled over her and with some new-found energy, began hammering her
with forearms to the head. He pounded her as she tried to cover up. He knelt
beside her and with a double-axhandle, pounded her belly. Her legs flew up and
then flopped down as the blow winded her. Jill was gasping for air when he
pounded her again. Jill doubled up and tried to roll over in a fetal position.
But he pulled her onto her back and pinned her, hooking a leg.

Jill kicked out at two and Lee moved around behind her, wrapping his legs
around her waist in a scissors. He grabbed her head and pulled back by the
chin, then began twisting it left and right, working the neck muscles. She
tried to claw his hands, but he held on tight. The scissors were squeezing,
but not like he normally could. She was able to elbow the knee a few times and
he had to ease up on the hold. She tried to maneuver around, but he held on to
her head and twisted as mush as possible. She was able to finally spin around
due to the sweat pouring over both heads and bodies. They were drenched and
now getting hard to hold onto. Jill moved around and managed to cover Lee and
try to spread his legs with a grapevine pin. But he kept moving his legs and
raising a shoulder so she didn't get a good hold. She sat up and began
returning the forearms to his head. He covered up, but several landed on his
temple and forehead. She fell back on top and pressed her breasts over his
mouth in a pin, but he kicked out at 2.

She realized this wouldn't work so Jill stood up and yanked him up by the
hair. But as he was coming up, he drove a fist into her belly. Jill let go and
fell back holding her belly. Lee managed to stand and partly hopping on one
leg, moved in a elbow-dropped her neck. He quickly threw her left arm over his
neck, grabbed her leotards, and flipped her over with a suplex. Jill landed
hard on her lower back and arched her back to ease the pain. Lee moved behind
her and kicked her back, right where she landed on it. Jill screamed out and
clutched her back, rolling around the mat. He stood behind her, grabbed her
left leg, twisted it to get Jill on her belly, then placed a foot behind the
knee, lift it and slam it into the mat. "OH CHRIST, stop please. Stop, stop,
please." Jill cried out and waved her arms. Joan asked if she quit and she
answered with a loud "Fuck no!" The crowd laughed a bit. Lee stomped the knee
again and Jill was beside herself with pain. He laid the leg down and dropped
on it with both knees. Her body jerked up and flopped back. She was sobbing
from the pain, as he kept stomping the knee or dropping onto it.

Lee twisted the leg around to place Jill on her back, and then lifted the leg
high, holding it up from just below the knee. This is the same hold Mary used
on him. He held the knee high to really pour on the pressure. Jill slapped the
mat, but couldn't do much else. He would ease up, and then pull hard,
wrenching the knee. Jill was crying from the pain. But she wouldn't quit. He
released the leg, pulled her up by the hair and lifted her in an airplane
spin. He moved to the center and fell backwards, landing hard on top of her.
Jill hit with her back. Lee rolled over and hooked a leg. Joan almost got a
3-count, but Jill managed to lift a shoulder. Lee got up and lifted her again.

This time Jill tried to kick her legs, but Lee held her and fell back again.
When he hooked a leg, there was no resistance and Joan counted Jill out. Lee
had won the second fall. Less than half the crowd cheered for him. Most booed
for beating a 16-year old girl. Lee slowly got up and went to his corner while
Joan and Mary helped Jill get up and walk out of the room. Now the third fall
was finally starting.

After two minutes Donna entered the room. She was very angry and ready to
brawl. "You fucking dickhead. You're so fucking tough. We'll see how fucking
tough you are now." She ran at him without Joan signaling the start. She tried
to tackle Lee, but he caught her with a foot to her head. She fell backwards,
landing and rolling across the room. She got to her feet fast and ran to him
again. He tried to kick again, but she caught the foot and held on. He tried
to kick with his hurt leg, but the power wasn't there. She laughed and held on
while he fell to the mat. Donna tried to grab the bad leg, but he spun around
and got away. The move hurt his leg, but he stood and before he was ready,
Donna ran at him and drove a shoulder into his belly. That sent them both into
a wall where he slammed into it hard. She landed on top and managed to sit on
his chest, pinning him. She grabbed his hair and yanked on it. Then she
pounded his forehead with forearm smashes. He could protect himself because
she had his arms pinned and she beat him nearly senseless, raising bruises and
welts. The crowd cheered her on wanting to see more. She looked back at them
and lee suddenly bucked up and managed to shove her off. She fell to the side
and Lee quickly trapped one leg on the mat and raised the other as high as he
could, splitting her. She screamed thinking he was going to pound her crotch,
but he kept splitting her. He kept slowly pushing the one leg higher. He knelt
on the lower leg and stood up, still holding both legs wide apart.

He suddenly stomped the inner thigh of the lower leg. He repeated the move
several times, stomping very near her crotch. The sweat from her face poured
onto the floor. She was very scared he'd stomp her pussy. But that's an
automatic DQ. He kept spreading the legs and stomping the thigh of the one
leg. He decided to change holds and dropped a knee onto her knee. She jerked
up from the pain and fell back moaning. Lee got up and grabbed her hair
pulling her up. He threw her across the room sending her into a wall. She
crashed into it with a shoulder. She bounced off and staggered a bit. He
caught her with a perfect dropkick, nailing her in the chest. She went down
and rolled around in pain. Lee got up and pulled in to the center by the legs,
held the same leg down again and dropped two knees on her knee again. She
cried out from the pain shooting through her leg. Lee twisted the legs,
putting her on her belly.

He then stepped between the legs and leaned back, arching her back in a Boston
crab. Donna slapped the mat as Lee leaned back further. He had her back arched
with the pain throughout her body. Donna cried out as Joan asked if she quit.
One thing Mary and Joe taught them was, never quit. Lee released the hold and
pulled her up. He quickly flipped her over in a suplex. Donna landed hard on
her lower back and was holding it trying to ease the pain. Lee repeated the
move. After The second suplex, she was half sitting; her back arched trying to
relieve the pain. Lee grabbed her hair and slammed her head to the mat. He
hooked a leg and Joan got to 2 before Donna barely lifted a shoulder. Lee
pulled her up again for a third suplex when Donna shot a fist into his groin.
Lee fell back surprised and hurt. He clutched his balls and leaned against the
wall trying to catch his breath.

Donna slowly recovered from her beating and moved in. She yanked his hair and
slammed his head into the wall several times, then stomped his bad ankle. Lee
could barely stand as she held him bent over, pounding his back with forearms
and fists. He had bad bruises from all three women and was having a bad time
trying to stay focused. He fell against the wall and to the mat. Donna pulled
him up and threw him across the room. He slammed into a wall, and then
staggered around. Donna waited and then dropkicked his face, sending him
flying into the wall and down. He lay there in a heap, barely able to move.
Donna strutted over to him and slowly pulled him up by the hair. She held his
face by the chin and hair showing the crowd what she had done. Lee's eyes were
nearly closed, blood dripped from his nose and lower lip. She slammed his head
into the wall and again very slowly, draped an arm over her neck, grabbed his
Speedos, and flipped him over, smashing his lower back into the mat with a
suplex. She hooked a leg and Joan counted. She almost slapped the mat at 3
when he lifted a shoulder. "Can't you fucking count any faster than that?"
Joan told her to shutup and fight. She stood up and glared down at Lee. He was
a mess and very nearly done. But she had a point to make so she pulled him up
for another suplex. But he suddenly sent a forearm into her face just as she
was about to drape an arm over her neck.

The smash caught her off guard. She was stopped in her tracks. Lee followed
with another, then a third, each one a bit more powerful. The third one sent
her backwards. He grabbed an arm and threw her against the wall, then held her
and chopped her throat. Donna gagged and gasped for air. He held her head back
and chopped her throat again. The look in his eyes was scary. He had a
demon-like look of someone gone mad. Her body jerked from the blow, and she
was losing any fight left in her. A third chop had her dazed and groggy. She
staggered around while Lee waited. She turned toward him and he leveled her
with a clothesline across her throat. Donna fell hard, her head smashing into
the mat. Lee dropped an elbow into her belly, and hooking a leg, pinned her.
Joan counted Donna out and the Birthday Bash was over. At three, Lee rolled
off and lay on the mat, chest heaving and sweat pouring over his body from the
effort he gave. His knee and ankle were throbbing, his body was a mass of
bruises and his ego had taken a bad beating. But he won two of the three
falls. Mary and Jill ran into the room to see about Donna. I rushed in there
thinking they were going to attack Lee, but they only wanted to see Donna. She
was groggy and unaware she had lost. As I helped him stand and walk to the
bathroom, the crowd gave him a lukewarm cheer.

Notes: Ellie: There were some of the toughest matches either of us had up to
that point. The Mulhare family was tough and nasty and they never backed down.
I'm very glad he won those falls, but I had a funny feeling watching those
young girls fighting my husband and beating him pretty badly. It was exciting
for me to see them nearly win. That sounds cruel, but it is true. I still get
a funny feeling talking about the match.

Lee: This was a very tough and nasty fight for me. Those three women were just
hard as nails. After we returned from the bathroom, the crowd was friendlier
towards us. We think some of them were intimated by the Mulhares, but after
the match, the crowd saw they could be beaten or at least held to a draw. Even
the Mulhares came over and congratulated us for the wins. But there was still
no love lost between us. We had some more fights with them, some going our
way, others their way. I also had surgery on my knee and used the excuse of a
running accident, which was true, and a car accident, which wasn't. I also had
to wait for the bruises to disappear before surgery.