The Tysons, Chapter 12
by Elliebi@aol.com
Teri and Brenda at the Fight Club

	Teri went to Brenda's home Friday night.  They were going to 
the YMCA for an high-impact aerobics class that Kyle and Ginny 
taught.  Brenda was hot for Kyle and knew that Ginny was only his 
business partner.  Both girls got there early and changed into 
their high-cut leotards, Teri wearing dark blue and Brenda in 
white with her nipples showing.  They also wore black tights that 
accented their muscular legs.  Brenda was set on having Kyle and 
nothing would stop her.
	There was also another reason for going to this aerobics 
class.  Kyle and Ginny were also agents for an unusual activity 
that took place in the basement.  A small group of men had started 
a fight club for entertainment and as an outlet for stress and 
pressures.  The group numbered 12 and while most liked it small 
and discrete, a few wanted more members.  They felt 20 was a good 
number.  Ginny was the wife of one of the founders and helped 
recruit more members.  She was very athletic and sparred with men 
at times, but she didn't fight in the matches.  No women had ever 
been considered for the fight club.  There were several types of 
matches, depending on the agreement between the fighters.  Some 
boxed with a referee in attendance, a few liked ultimate fighting 
without a ref, others chose barefisted or light gloves with padded 
knuckles that allowed free hand and finger movement.  The matches 
could be submission, points, or knockouts.  
	After the aerobics class, Brenda talked with Kyle and Ginny 
about the exercises.  They were impressed with the girls' stamina 
and strength and asked about their previous training.  Brenda had 
trained with weights and taken a lot of high impact aerobics 
classes.  Teri also trained with weights and aerobics, but also 
mentioned the wrestling training with her family and friends.  
This intrigued both Kyle and Ginny.
	"Do you wrestle often?" Ginny asked, very aroused by this 
girl.
	"Yes, I try to wrestle or fight each week," Teri answered.  
She liked the way Ginny looked at her.  "We fought just the other 
day and won.  We'll probably make a good tag team.  I doubt if 
anyone could beat us."
	"Where do you wrestle or fight?" Ginny asked, showing more 
interest with each question.  "Is it possible to see a match?"
	Teri answered while thinking what this woman would be like 
as an opponent.  "The matches take place at my home.  My mother 
started this health club over a year ago and we have about 20 
members, active and inactive.  I'll ask if you can watch an 
evening of matches.  There are other things that go on after the 
matches.  I have something to ask you, too."
	"I see.  Thank you answering my questions and please ask if 
I can come to watch.  What would you like to ask me?"
	"We've heard there's a fight club in this building after 
hours.  May we watch some matches?"
	Ginny looked a bit surprised.  "How did you know about that?  
I'll have to see if you can come downstairs.  The guys are very 
concerned about their privacy.  That's one of the attractions 
here, our discretion."
	Ginny and Kyle talked for a few minutes and turned back to 
the girls.  "We think it'll be okay to observe.  I'll go tell the 
men downstairs.  They may want you to sit away from them so you 
can't see who they are."
	"Okay, we just want to see what's going on.  We'll probably 
leave after a few minutes."
	"I don't think so.  When you see some of these guys, You'll 
change your minds.  We have two fights tonight."
	Kyle and Ginny took the girls downstairs and showed them 
where to sit.  They were in back of the room sitting in a light 
while the audience was up front in darkness.  The ring had a 
spotlight on it.  Soon two men came out and were introduced to the 
crowd.  This was an ultimate fighting match.  One man was new and 
looked very strong.  The other was an older man who looked like 
he'd gone too many rounds.  They both wore swim briefs and fought 
barefooted.  At the bell the younger guy ran out and decked the 
other, then stomped and kicked his ribs and back until the down 
man cried out his submission.  The whole fight lasted about three 
minutes.  The crowd cheered and Teri and Brenda were amazed at 
people cheering for such a short and poorly fought match.
	Ginny asked what they thought.
	"That really sucks," Teri answered.  "We have much better 
fights at home.  Our wrestlers and fighters really put up a fight.  
We could've done that with both hands tied in back."
	"Yeah, that wasn't a fight, those guys don't know anything 
about fighting," added Brenda.  "If that's the best you have, then 
you should really see what we have at her house."
	"Okay, then what if I get one or both of you to enter a 
fight?" asked Ginny, thinking they would probably back out with 
some pressure on.  "I'll ask the board to okay a fight either 
between you or with another member.  Maybe even tonight."
	"Sounds okay to us," Teri shot back.  "Please get two guys 
who at least know about fighting.  We have reputations to defend."
	"Okay, I'll see what I can do."  Ginny returned in about 15 
minutes and told them she had lined up two young men for them to 
fight, and the girls could choose the type of fight.  The two 
jumped at the chance to show off in front of all these men.  Ginny 
took them to their dressing room.  Both girls put on their black 
tights and sports bras and headed to ringside.  The house lights 
were now on and everyone could see each other.  The men were 
staring at Teri and Brenda as they walked to the ring.  Both 
fights would be ultimate fighting with padded gloves for wrestling 
and punching.  They agreed Brenda would go first.  She climbed 
into the ring.  Opposite her a young, fairly solid-looking man 
entered the ring.  He wore briefs and glared at Brenda.  After the 
announcements, the bell rang and he charged across the ring.
	Brenda moved out slowly and quickly had to dodge a flurry of 
fists.  He ran at her with both arms flailing the air, hoping to 
land something.  She dropped and rolled into his legs, taking him 
down.  And just as quickly she grabbed both legs, forcing the left 
ankle behind the right knee and then yanked back on the right leg.  
Brenda jumped on his back hanging on to that leg, forcing it back 
into a nasty position.  He screamed and cursed, but kept trying to 
break free.  Some of the men started cheering for Brenda and she 
responded with another yank on his leg and a hard hair pull.
  	"Break him!  Take him apart!" some of the men yelled.  This 
girl was something and they wanted more.  "Take his shorts off."
	Brenda suddenly released him and stood over him, taunting 
her humiliated opponent.  "Come on stud, get up and fight me."
	He started to stand when Brenda grabbed his hair and drove a 
fist straight into his face, mashing his nose.  
	UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" he screamed, holding his nose, now 
broken and badly bleeding from her savage attack.  She held him up 
and cocked her right arm.
	He cringed and held up his arms to block her punch, but she 
laughed and released him, let him fall on the mat.  He rolled away 
and stood up.  But Brenda turned her back to him and yelled at the 
audience.
	"Is this what you call a fighter?  This guy is pathetic."  
She turned back around just in time to duck a wild swing and bury 
a left into his belly.  The power of the punch tore into his 
rippled abs and winded him.  She slowly pushed him away and 
watched as he fell, landing on his back.  He doubled up on the 
mat, moaning as his opponent stood over him and kicked his back 
and sides.
	"Get up you slug.  This is supposed to be a fight and I'm 
the only one fighting.  Now get your dead ass up!"
	She yanked him up by his hair and threw him into a corner, 
running after him and throwing an elbow into his head just as he 
hit the turnbuckle.  Brenda grabbed his chin and pushed back, 
banging his head into the turnbuckle.  She kept hitting his head 
against it until he became dazed and his eyes glazed over.  
	As a finish to this slaughter, Brenda climbed the middle 
ropes and towered over her beaten foe.  He looked up at her with 
fear, and she was about to show him why he should fear her.  She 
grabbed his hair and held his head back against the top 
turnbuckle, then slowly brought her right arm back and slammed it 
into his face.  His head was held against the padding and didn't 
give with the punch.   Blood and sweat flew off his face and 
splattered Brenda's bare waist.  Another right as she released his 
hair and his head snapped to the right, then came back and sagged 
to his chest.  With a great look of satisfaction, she held up his 
chin and drove her left fist into his right cheek, cracking a bone 
and opening another wound in his nose.  His eyes closed and blood 
poured from his broken nose as he lost control of his body and 
sagged to the mat.  Brenda jumped down and bowed to the crowd.
	"That's what I call a fight," she announced amid cheers.

	Teri climbed into the ring and hugged her friend, holding 
her right arm up in victory.  Now she was about to make history, 
or perhaps, herstory, at this exclusive club.  She decided to 
introduce herself.
	"Now for your pleasure, from Ft Smith, at 148 lbs., Terrible 
Teri The Terminator."  The crowd cheered for her and chanted her 
name as she bowed to the audience.  Her opponent entered the ring.  
He was in his mid-20s and very well built.  He had a chiseled look 
from weights, aerobics and a healthy diet.  Teri liked his looks, 
but first she had a job to do.  
	They glared at each other from their corners and when the 
bell rang, both charged out.  He quickly landed a left right 
combination that snapped her head back and hurt her jaw, but she 
managed to back up and not take the full force of the right.  Well 
he is fast, she thought.  Teri began moving sideways, trying to 
find a way in when he attacked again and landed a left to her 
side, but missed with a roundhouse right.  She ducked the right 
and plowed into his unprotected right side with left, knocking him 
back.  Teri then grabbed his hair and pulled his face down, 
ramming her knee into it, driving him back into the ropes.  
Suddenly this had become a real fight.  He glared at her with 
anger as he wiped the blood running from his nose.  In his anger, 
he lost all sense of precaution and ran at Teri.  She took the 
force of his assault and fell back, but quickly began punching his 
head and neck.  He drove her into a corner, but she flipped over 
his back and rolled away.  
	He was now enraged at this humiliating turn of events.  She 
was making a fool of him and he'd have to do something about it.  
He called her out and met at center ring.  He jabbed at her and 
she dodged a couple, but took one straight in the mouth.  She 
immediately tasted blood from a bad split lip.  He kept peppering 
her with more jabs and found an opening to her belly.  The force 
doubled her over and Teri backed up, trying to get away.  He kept 
after her, but she moved away and stayed away from his jabs.  She 
moved back into a corner and as he moved in, she dropped and 
rolled into his legs, taking him down.  She climbed on his back 
and grabbing his hair, began smashing his face into the mat.  In a 
few seconds she had his nose bleeding and continued rubbing the 
badly damaged nose across the canvas mat.  He tried desperately to 
get up, but Teri had him down, sitting on his back, his arms 
locked under her legs.  His strength was slowly ebbing as she 
smashed his face into the mat.  When she stopped, he lay there 
barely moving.  Teri moved back and sat on his ass, then started 
pounding rock-hard fists into his kidneys.  He cried out in agony, 
but this girl was a demon who couldn't be stopped.  His cries soon 
became sobs as she ended the punishment and stood over him.  She 
kicked his ribs twice and walked away.  The poor beaten male just 
lay on the mat, a broken fighter, taken apart by a mere high 
school girl.
	Ginny gave Teri a big hug, really squeezing her and 
congratulated her victory.  "I think you two really showed these 
men what a real fight is.  Will you be willing to return?"
	Teri quickly answered, "Yes we will, but maybe some of you 
should try our ring sometime.  And we also have other activities 
after each match."
	They agreed to set up another session here and with Donna's 
approval, at her home.