Mary and Sonny By Traveling Shrink Completely defeated, totally humiliated, and loving it. Mary was a very nice girl, beautiful on the inside and out. 5'4' and weighing only about 100 pounds, she was petite and small breasted but had curves, an exotically beautiful face, and surprisingly one of the nicest asses you had ever seen, especially in a nice pair for jeans. Sonny was one of those guys that was never very good with the ladies. 6'2', 220 pounds, fairly athletic and pretty smart but for some reason never had a whole lot of confidence. He had befriended Mary, wanting to go out with her but she only wanted to be friends. He would annoy her endlessly bringing up the issue of being more than friends again and again, and eventually things got out of hand. She said that she didn't want to be around him anymore. Sonny would not have it. He began stalking her and threatening her. Mary seriously thought about getting the police involved. One day Sonny took a sledgehammer to her car and left a note challenging her to a wrestling match. He said that if she won he would leave her alone, but if he won she would have to go out with him. Furious at what he had done, and what he had been doing, she accepted the challenge. Sonny was shocked at that alone, but boy would he be in for a surprise. The match was held in the university auditorium. Sonny wanted the match to be held inside a real ring with an audience. Mary was able to arrange that. Her best friend agreed to referee the match. When the bell sounded Mary wasted no time in taking it to her much larger opponent. She connected with numerous kicks to his knees, ribs, groin, and finally his chin. While Sonny was wobbling, Mary executed a perfect tomoenage, sending him crashing to the mat. She held on to him and performed a backward roll so that she ended up straddling him. She gave him 3 swift palm thrusts to his chin before rotating 180 degrees and then applied a reverse head scissor hold. Squeezing with all of the power in her hips, buttocks, and thighs she rendered him unconscious in less than a minute. The referee came over to raise his arm to see if he was out, but just before that could occur Mary let go of the hold. After all Sonny had put her through she wasn't done with him just yet. She was angry, wanting satisfaction. While Sonny lay on the canvass, his body jerking in a chicken dance as the blood supply returned to his brain, Mary climbed to the top rope. After his movements subsided Mary leaped into the air and landed butt first onto Sonny's chest, knocking the wind out of him and waking him up. The referee came over to count, but Mary began to slap him across the face while she sat on top of him. Again and again she pounced on him, slapping him, punching him, and smacking his head off the canvass in between landings. Finally after the 7th sit down splash Mary decided that Sonny was finished. She sat on his chest while the referee came over, slapping her hand on the canvass while the women in the audience counted: one'two'three! The bell rang, the females in the audience erupted, and the announcer declared, 'The winner of the match, Mary!' While Mary continued to sit on Sonny's chest the referee raised her arm in the air and girls from college stormed the ring to celebrate with Mary. They began to dance around the combatants to the theme of Christina Aguilera's 'Fighter', which was being played over the speakers, Mary grinding her butt on Sonny's sternum in rhythm with them. After the entire song was played twice Mary finally got off of Sonny and the girls lifted her onto their shoulders singing 'I am woman, hear me roar.' From her perch Mary smiled down at the scene of Sonny being carried from the ring on a stretcher. He had tried to bully her, force his will on her, but she stood up to him and defeated him. She felt enthralled, empowered, and vindicated. The girls were out unit 5 AM dancing and celebrating at the various clubs in the city. Sonny was taken to the hospital and was admitted to the ICU, being diagnosed with a concussion, 3 broken ribs, a broken sternum, and a hemothorax. In the afternoon when Mary learned of his condition, and after sleeping on the events of the previous day, she felt guilty for hurting him so badly and decided to visit him in the hospital. Mary paused before she entered the room, but when Sonny saw her he weakly said he was glad she came and asked her to come in. He had a black eye and a chest tube in that was still draining blood. Mary saw on the bedside table that he was reading the school newspaper, which displayed a picture of her sitting on his chest with her arm raised by the referee. She couldn't even imagine that humiliated was a word that could quite capture what he was feeling. She apologized for hurting him so badly, saying that she should have accepted the knockout or have pinned him after the head scissor, and that the way she sat, danced, and gyrated on him after the match was totally uncalled for. Mary said that if there was anything she could do to make him feel better about the ordeal, he only need ask and she would do it. After a long pause, Sonny made a request that struck Mary as extremely odd. She was a bit reluctant, but true to her word she agreed. What also stuck Mary as odd was that when she was apologizing to him, recalling the beating and humiliation she had inflicted on him, she could see through the sheets that he had developed an erection. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. If that is what he wanted, then she would be glad to give it to him. She wondered who would enjoy it more. 2 months later, after Sonny's physical injuries fully healed, Mary and Sonny squared off in a series of contests. The stipulation was that if Sonny won a single contest he would get to have sex with Mary and that if Mary won every contest she would gain all of his financial assets. To ensure that Mary would not lose a contest on purpose, if it was judged that she lost a round on purpose Sonny would gain control of all of her assets. First they competed in a debate, which Mary won by unanimous decision. Next they took a series of standardized tests, with Mary scoring 230 higher on SAT, 5 higher on MCAT, and 25 higher on IQ. Then they competed in a series of athletic events, Mary running a 3 mile race 1:20 faster than Sonny, Mary completing an obstacle course 1:45 faster than Sonny, Mary doing 60 more sit ups than Sonny, 20 more pushups than Sonny, 12 more pull ups that Sonny, and 230 more Hindu squats than Sonny. Next was a series of board games, Mary winning at Scrabble, Clue, Operation, and Life. Lastly they competed in a wrestling rematch, this time being best 2 out of 3 falls, with Mary wrestling in a thong. Mary won the first fall by head scissor knockout and the second by submission, squeezing his testicles in between her buttocks. Even though Mary had already won, Sonny insisted on wrestling the final fall. Mary said that she did not want to, that she had already won, and that it would be pointless. Sonny attacked her from behind as she tried to exit the ring, landing his first offensive maneuver he ever had or would land in a match with her. Mary was furious. 2 minutes later Mary was sitting on Sonny's chest, her arm raised in victory, winning by pin fall after again landing numerous sit down splashes from to top rope to his chest. He again left the ring on a stretcher but this time only spent 2 days in the hospital. When Mary went to visit him in the hospital she could tell from the smell of the room that he had been masturbating. She laughed. Although she had earned the right to seize all of his assets she gave them back. After all she was nice, and she didn't need the money. The thrill of taking on a much larger opponent and being able to defeat him was satisfaction enough. She was glad Sonny enjoyed it as much as she did, that he got something out of it, and that she was able to induce such an erotic experience in a man. It made her feel very sexy. After their first match Sonny indeed felt defeated and humiliated. He gave it his all against a beautiful, intelligent, strong willed woman who was half his size but he got beat, plain and simple. He had always been attracted to her, and the intensity of the humiliation combined with the eroticism of her body pressed against his with her crotch inches from his face was stimulating to a degree more than the sum of their parts. Knowing that what he did to her was wrong, that he was morally beaten as well as physically, mentally, and emotionally beaten not only added to the sense of defeat and humiliation, but it helped him feel better about his guilt. Associating the sex appeal with the event decreased the unpleasant aspect of the humiliation. Being able to accept the humiliation helped him to realize that he was overcoming his insecurities, a celebration in a sense of his increasing comfort with himself. There was also a sense of intimacy in that he could trust her, knowing that she did not want to hurt him, and she felt bad when she did. It made him feel that she cared about him, something he wanted but he did feel otherwise. On so many levels it was stimulating and intense. It blew his mind and he could never get enough. Mary told him that they could wrestle any time he wanted. They had many matches over the years with different stipulations. Sometimes Sonny would get the pleasure of a face sit, tasting her pussy or more commonly her asshole. Occasionally he would need medical attention on a day Mary got carried away or Sonny wanted to be treated rough. But always Sonny would lose. At the end of the match he would be on his back, Mary sitting triumphantly on his chest. She had his number. They both knew it and they both loved it.