The Rematch




Sara called me the day after my humilating loss to Vanessa to inform me that
in my ring match would be a rematch with Vanessa. My heart stopped for a
moment as many thoughts flooded my mind. The most dominating thought was I
can't beat her she just dominated me like I was a child. The second thought
was how intoxicating and erotic her fighting style was to me. Sara told me it
would be a cage match and that the goal was to get as many victories as you
could in one hour. Now I was speechless and Sara was forced to prompt me
several times before I responded. She also told me that our sister alliance
from Korea would have several members here in two weeks due to bussiness trips
here in Chicago and that I was one of the male wrestlers picked to wrestle. I
slumped to the floor after hearing that exciting news.

Vanessa dominted me almost as if she knew what I would do in advance to me
executing. This meant that she was watching my wrestling tapes and therefore
knew my style of wrestling. I went to our wrestling gym to check out Vanessa's
wrestling tapes. She had been in eight matches so far and only 5 were taped.
She had wrestled two women and six men so far. She was 1 and 1 against women
but undefeated against men. Every man I watched her wrestle was destroyed by
her and left writhing in the ring. Her attackes were varied but they had one
commonality. She liked to get up close and personal, from there she used many
different methods to win. I learned that Vanessa was a combination of speed,
strength, skill and great instinct in the ring. In addition she gloated as she
inflicted pain as though it brought sexual arousal to her. So I formed a plan
in my head as to what I would do to win and I hoped for over confidence on her
behalf.

The day of the match I showed up an hour early and as a pleasant surprise I
met the group from Korea. They consisted of three men and eight women varying
in age from their early 30's to their mid 40's and of course they were in
great physical condition as was a requirement. I was first introduced to the
men and found them to be polite, pleasant and very personable. They were eager
to test their skills against American women, the ladies ranged from from in
behaviour from regal and aloof to a girlish gidiness. Sara informed me that I
would be wrestling Su the head of their club in a few days in a "house fight"
match. Su was on of the regal aloof types and I really look forward to
trouncing that stuck up woman.

I made my departure to prepare for the match against Vanessa. I put on a pair
of dark green wrestling trunks and black boots before heading to the ring. As
normal I arrived first and was introduced to the ring before Vanessa and to my
surprise I received quite a few cheers from the audience of 150. Then I looked
up to see the cage poised over the ring waiting to be lowered. A moment later
Vanessa came out to the applause and cheers of all. To the crowds approval and
to my great anger she was dressed like a prostitute. She wore red lingerie, a
skimpy bra and panties. In addition to this she wore thigh high silk stockings
and knee high boots. It was so assuming of her she already thought herself the
winner and all she needed to do was show up and win and give the crowd a
visual perfomance. I made up my mind to make her pay for her insult towards me
by making this the longest hour of her life. Sara entered the ring as our
referee and she announced the rules to our Iron Man match. We had an hour to
win as many victories as we could with 30 second breaks between falls.,
furthermore a cage would be lowered to prevent any escapes or excessive
delaying tactics. As Sara announced this Vanessa played up to the crowd even
going so far as flashing her breasts at some of the men. That was enough for
me I did not wait on the bell I attacked her. She turned in just enough time
to receive a spear to the midsection and as she fell backwards she hit her
corner. This was going well for me, I continued the assault by putting my
right palm under her chin and pushing her back upright then I open hand
slapped her with my left hand. She had a wonderfully stunned and hurt look on
her face. Being a great admirer of beautiful long legs I decided to go to work
on hers. I drapped her right leg over the middle rope and then grapped her
foot and ankle and lifted up while twisting her ankle. The look of discomfort
was medicine to my insulted pride, She would never take a match against me so
lightly ever again. The crowd was enjoying this change, it was assumed that
Vanessa would demolish me again but now the tables were turned. I decided to
humiliate her by kneeing her in her crotch while maintaining the leg hold. The
effects were a thing of great beauty, she moaned and groaned with each blow,
by the way I was only hitting her with about 50% of my force. I finally
released the leg hold and lowered my shoulder so I could batter her mid
section. With each satisfying blow from my shoulders I saw her weaken to the
point her knees finally buckled. I stood there savoring the sight of her
clutching her mid section and vagina while softly moaning. I grabbed her
shapely right leg enjoying her true beauty, she was a sight to see a tall
voluptuous African American girl dressed to make your mouth water. At 5'9" 150
lbs she was any man's dream woman but she was also the the author of one of my
most embarrassing defeats so I needed to pay her back and have fun at the same
time. I decided to put her in a figure four leg lock. How she yelled when I
did that, but I had to let it go I did not want the first fall to end like
this. I released the hold and pulled her up by her long hair then I kicked her
in her crotch doubling her over. At this point I put set her up for a pile
driver which I executed perfectly. As I watched her lay on the mat breathing
hard I had a great idea. I scooped her up and put her in her corner in a tre
of woe but instead of tortuing her I pulled down her panties and ate her out.
The sounds of confusion, pain and pleasure was intoxicating. It did not take
long for her to orgasm and wilt. Sara tapped me on the shoulder to give
vanessa room. I went to my corner and waited for Sara to start the 30 second
count. The victory I just earned took 25 minutes off the clock so I would have
about 33 more minutes to further dominate Vanessa. Finally the bell rang and
Vanessa was only on her knees. I ran and drop kicked her causing her to slam
into her cornerher upper back was resting on the bottom turn buckle and her
legs were spread wide. It was time for the infamous stink face, which worked
great till she bit me. The crowd was laughing at Vanessa and myself for that
last exchange. I plopped down on Vanessa's abdomine and slapped a cunt claw on
her until she started to slap the mat in surrender. Sara seperated us and
allowed for the 30 second clock to start. I had anothe 15 minutes to continue
teaching Vanessa a lesson in respect. This time Vanessa started on her feet
but she was very wobbly. I made it look like I would lock up with her but at
the last second I stepped around her and wrapped my arms around her stomache
and suplexed her. She laid there spread eagle looking stunned. I pulled her to
a sitting postion and got behind her. I wrapped my legs aroung her waist and
put her in a choke hold but instead of choking her I asked her if she was
tired of being beaten? She replied meekly that she was. I told her to remove
her bra and kneel in the center of the ring. Vanessa complied I then stood in
front of her and without even telling her to she pulled down my trunks and
started kissing and licking my balls. After a tortuous minute she started to
suck my dick till I came in her mouth. By the way Vanessa give a great blow
job, I almost fell to my knees while receiving it. There was 45 seconds left
so I kneeled on top of her in a school boy pin position while keeping my dick
in her mouth. Sara counted the ten count. I won a 3-0 victory over an arrogant
foe. I was jazzed up and sexually satisfied, I left the ring to the
congratulations of many especially the men that Vanessa had defeated earlier.