Underground Wrestling Death Matches
By Session Man
Round One


In 2032 after two decades of discreet mixed-wrestling sessions advertised on
the internet, a small group of sponsors banded together to secretly organize
mixed-wrestling matches where the outcome of matches could only be death for
one of the participants. The enticement for those participants was a prize of
$200,000 for the eventual winner of each weight class. The rules of the
matches are few, but rigidly applied. First, there can be no punches or
strikes at all; this is not a boxing contest or an MMA bout. Second, once a
match begins a participant may not tap out or otherwise concede; every match
is a fight to the end. Third, if one participant is rendered unconscious in a
match, the other participant must continue to attack until death occurs.
Fourth, there cannot be eye gauging or genital attacks. Fifth, male
participants can be no heavier than 200 lbs; women may exceed 200 lbs in the
heaviest class. And sixth, unlimited use of steroids or any other supplements
is permitted.

Jana from Germany waited in one corner of the ring for the heavyweight match
to begin. She was wearing the required two piece outfit; a black tight fitting
sports bra and black bikini shorts. At 225 lbs and 6'2", this dark-haired girl
was the biggest competitor in the contest. Every inch of her body was
muscular. She had wrestled men for years and was also the European
weightlifting champion. Jana was so filled with steroids that her strength was
unmatched by any of the other female participants. Across the ring waited her
male opponent, Joachim, a Brazilian 190 lbs Jiu Jitsu specialist standing
5'11". He had on tight fitting white gym shorts. Joachim ran a martial arts
studio in Sao Paulo and was renowned for his skill in the ring. The audience
consisted of 50 extraordinarily rich patrons.

The referee signaled for the match to begin. Joachim moved to the center of
the ring quickly. Jana calmly approached the center as well. With lightening
quickness Joachim slide his legs into Jana's legs. He tried to trap her legs
and bring her down. Jana stumbled but escaped. Joachim got back on his feet.
The two combatants cautiously circled each other. Jana pretended to lunge at
Joachim and he stepped back. Finally, both Jana and Joachim stood facing each
other in a crouch at arm's length. Joachim dove for her legs to try to bring
her to the mat. Jana countered by locking her massive right muscular arm
around Joachim's neck and slid her legs back to avoid his grasp. Jana clasped
her hands together, squeezing Joachim's neck in a front headlock called a
guillotine choke hold. She instantly applied maximum pressure across his
throat by bringing her arms in an upward motion as she regained her initial
upright stance. The back of his neck was trapped under her armpit. Joachim
struggled mightily to escape, but Jana was too strong. Within five seconds
Joachim started to weaken. Jana dropped onto her back, maintaining the
chokehold tighter than ever. She brought her legs up around Joachim's waist
and applied a fierce body scissors. As Joachim started to pass out from the
lack of blood flow to his brain, Jana squeezed her legs together in a mammoth
gut-wrenching, rib-breaking jolt. Everyone in the audience heard Joachim's
ribs snack. The audience looked stunned by the quickness of Joachim's
impending demise. Jana gave Joachim two more enormous squeezes, each one
snapping more ribs. Then she finally ended the match by breaking Joachim's
neck in one last crushing squeeze from her huge outrageously muscular arms.
She let him go; the referee confirmed that he was dead; and the audience
cheered Jana's first round victory.

With Jana and Joachim out of the way, the 185 lbs class was up next. Rebecca
from Santa Barbara, California entered the ring. She was 5'7' tall and had the
most muscular legs in the contest. The golden haired and blue eyed Rebecca had
been a track and soccer star in high school and college. For the past ten
years she had transformed her 140 lbs muscular body into 185 lbs of a
powerhouse professional bodybuilder, thanks to incredible dedication to
training and an ample supply of steroids. For five years she had also trained
at an academy in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, earning her a second degree black belt.
Rebecca had done mixed wrestling competitive sessions for the last three
years. Opposing her tonight was a 185 lbs male called Ian from Britain. He had
been a boxer for several years, then he switched to judo. But basically, Ian
was a brawler. The referee signaled for the match to begin.

Rebecca and Ian met in the middle of the ring and tried to grasp one another,
each looking to control the other. Ian struck first by locking his arms around
Rebecca's chest and slamming her down onto the mat. Her breath was taken away
momentarily. Ian straddled her waist and pushed his right forearm into her
throat, trying to crush her windpipe. Rebecca, lying on her back, countered by
grabbing his right wrist with her right hand and pulling it across her body,
then hitting his elbow hard with the palm of her left hand. The result was
that Ian collapsed into her. She then wrapped her left arm around his head and
jerked him off her to the left. She managed to escape his straddle and got
back to her feet. The two circled for a few seconds. As Ian charged her again,
Rebecca slid to the side and trapped his arm into a hammerlock. She sweep his
feet out from under him and he landed face down on the mat. Rebecca jumped on
top, releasing her hammerlock but gabbing Ian in a rear choke hold. Ian knew
that he had to escape this hold or he would pass out.

He got to his knees with Rebecca still holding her muscular left arm across
his throat and her right arm locked behind his head to keep pressure on his
carotid artery. Going to his knees proved to be Ian's demise. As soon as he
lifted up, Rebecca wrapped her gargantuan thighs around his waist and locked
her ankles in what would probably be the strongest body scissors of the
competition. They rolled to the side. Rebecca stretched out her legs, bringing
her monster thighs tighter together. Ian flopped around between her legs and
let out a distorted scream since his throat was still being mercilessly
crushed as well as is waist. Ian grabbed at her arms, but Rebecca had him
trapped. He tried to pry loose her legs, but that was futile since no one had
ever broken her body scissors. After 20 seconds Ian's lower ribs shattered and
he started spiting blood. His eyes slowly rolled back in his head as the blood
flow to his brain stopped due to Rebecca's choke hold. He became unconscious.
The referee checked his vitals; he was still alive so he told Rebecca that the
match must continue. Rebecca let go of her choke hold. She repositioned Ian's
chest between her inner thighs, took a deep breath, and used every ounce of
strength to scissor his upper body. Seconds went by and the audience could
hear more ribs cracking. Rebecca maintained her pressure. More blood ran from
Ian's mouth. For a full minute Rebecca used more force than anyone had ever
seen. Eventually the referee checked Ian's motionless body and declared that
he was dead. Rebecca would move on to round two.

The third weight class was at 150 lbs. A French-Canadian girl name Yvonne
entered the ring. Her flaming red hair was pulled back into a ponytail. At
only 5'5" she wasn't very tall, but her body was absolutely beautifully
sculpted and solid leg muscles rippled when she walked. Yvonne had wrestled on
her high school team and always had beaten the boys. Later she studied judo
and ended up being the Canadian and World Champion at her weight class. Known
in the "session" community as a vicious woman, she often broke the ribs of her
clients or knocked them out just out of sheer meanness. Yvonne watched her
opponent slide between the ropes. He was 5'7", he had a crew cut, and he
looked extremely fit. His name was Jacque and he had wrestled in high school.
Lately, Jacque served in Belgian Army and was a hand-to-hand combat
instructor.

The referee gave the signal to start fighting. Yvonne's thighs rippled when
she moved. You couldn't help but notice that her shoulders looked very
powerful as well. The two immediately collided in the middle of the ring.
Yvonne drove Jacque back but he got his hip under her and flipped her onto the
mat in a power slam. He dropped to the side of her and got her in a headlock.
Yvonne thought that the hold was tight, but not that painful. He had his
weight leaning on her and she couldn't roll him off. Suddenly, Yvonne brought
her legs up in the air and trapped Jacques head between her thighs. Her
powerful leg muscles easily brought Jacque to the ground and he was forced to
release his headlock. Yvonne slid closer to Jacques, thereby improving the
position of her large muscled thighs around his head. She squeezed as tight as
she could. Jacque frantically tried to open her legs, but he couldn't budge
them apart. He twisted his body toward her calves so that he could attack her
locked ankles. This only brought Yvonne's thighs into contact with each side
of his neck, putting direct pressure on his carotid arteries. Yvonne lay back
and squeezed with maximum pressure. Jacque reached up again to pry her legs
apart. When he did that, Yvonne lean forward and grabbed both of his wrists,
which she pulled back toward her chest. Now Jacque was totally trapped. As
Yvonne maintained her pressure, Jacque's lights slowly went out.

What now, she thought. She could increase the pressure of her head scissors
and hope that he would die from lack of oxygen to his brain, or she could try
another hold. Since her head scissors might render him brain dead, but not
actually dead, she decided on what to do. She pulled him out of her scissors
hold and sat him upright. Then she put one hand on each side of his head. With
one violent twist she snapped his neck. The audience moaned as they heard his
neck crack. Jacque fell on his side and the referee verified that he was dead.
Yvonne could now prepare for round two.

Round two coming next.