Chapter 13, 
Elliebi@aol.com
Diana arrives and resumes her wrestling career. 

	Donna arrived at her mother's home in about two hours.  Diana 
was a good mother who cared for all four children and made them self-
sufficient.  She was very athletic and remained so to this day.  Her 
daily regimen consisted of weights, run-walk, and a ski machine.  
Diana was a lovely woman with short blond-gray hair and a tanned 
muscular body.  She loved visiting Donna because she could then 
participate in her health club's matches.  In her late 50s, she was 
often taken for granted and gained the upper hand quickly when 
opponents doubted her abilities.  She hadn't wrestled at Donna's in 
over six months and she was a bit worried about being rusty.
	"Don't worry mother, you'll be fine.  You look stronger and 
sturdier than the kids or me.  Do you want a match tomorrow night?  I 
think I can get one for you."  Donna was thinking of Bill.  Margo was 
on the card for Saturday night facing Carl, along with Marta 
wrestling Johnny.  She thought that it was nice to have new faces 
coming in, even if they were just like Margo.  Bill will be good for 
mother.  He's desperate to beat any Tyson so he'll jump at fighting a 
60-year old woman.  She'll get a good workout with him and the win 
will do her a world of good.
	"Yes, I think I would like to wrestle tomorrow night.  I may 
not be ready for it, but I feel I should resume as soon as possible.  
Do you have someone in mind?"
	"Yes mother, I do.  He had a very tough match last week against 
two older women, almost your age.  He teamed with one of his 
daughters and they lost, lost really bad to these women.  I'll 
introduce you them as well as all the others that have joined since 
you last came over."
	Diana was getting excited about resuming her wrestling career 
and meeting all these people Donna talked about.  She'd been 
wrestling for about 40 years and kept active in it until recently 
when she had to assume more responsibility in her real estate 
business.  But all that will change this weekend.  What a great 
birthday gift, she thought.

	When they got home, Tommy and Teri were there waiting for them.  
Teri was bouncing around, happy as a lark.  Tommy was glad to see his 
grandmother, but looked a bit pained and not moving very smoothly.  
Donna asked what was wrong and he told her that he and Chris had 
wrestled around and he'd hurt himself falling off a ring post.  He 
hated lying to his mother, but he was so embarrassed by Vicki's 
beating him so easily, that he would never say a thing about it. 
	"Aren't you supposed to wrestle tonight?" Diana asked.  "Your 
mother said I was to face someone named Bill Heilig.  What can you 
two tell me about him?"
	"Gram, I beat the shit out of him once, then a few minutes 
later, mom beat him even more," Teri bragged very proudly.  "Then 
last week he and his snobby bitch daughter were beat up by these two 
older women.  They're great; you'll love them.  And I have some news 
for everyone here.  Brenda and I went to the YMCA last night and we 
fought these two jerks.  They were good size, but we beat them bad.  
They were all bloody and messed up.  We may go there again and have 
more fun with those old guys."
"What are you doing going over there?" Donna asked, very upset.  "You 
could have been hurt."
"No sweat mom.  There's a couple, Kyle and Ginny who teach aerobics 
there and they helped us and made sure no one bothered us.  Those men 
don't seem like that.  They really liked what we did.  But those two 
guys were easy."
	Tommy answered his grandmother; "I'm not wrestling tonight, am 
I?  I thought the schedule showed me next week against Sheri.  I'm 
definitely not ready for tonight.  Here's the schedule.  Look, Gram 
and Bill, Margo and Carl, and Marta and Johnny.  Looks like some 
lightning will strike tonight."
	Teri asked Donna," Have you told Gram about the tournaments?  
This will be great, singles and tag-team tournaments.  I can hardly 
wait."
	"Well how long were you going to keep that a secret?" asked 
Diana, a bit annoyed that Donna hadn't told her earlier.
	"It's not a secret.  I just hadn't gotten around to telling you 
yet.  Maybe I wanted to see you in action before I said anything 
about it.  Just maybe two tournaments over a month-long period will 
be too much for you.  I do care about you, you know," stated an angry 
Donna.
	"Okay, I'm sorry, but it sounds like something I would really 
like to do.  Is there a partner for me or do I have to find my own?  
If it's not right away, I'll be able to work back into fighting shape 
with a regular series of matches and prep for these tournaments.  As 
for these kids, they really know how to stay active.  You two really 
have gotten very good at this.  Don't ever lose the physical desire 
to succeed."
	Tommy told them he had to go out and left.  He went to Vicki's 
to talk about last night.  If word got out about what she did, there 
would never be any peace for him.  THIS IS CHAPTER 14.

	That night around 7 PM the club members arrived at the garage.  
Donna had set up a nice reception area away from the ring and 
introduced Diana to each person and spent a lot of time talking with 
Bill and Diana.  He seemed very intrigued with wrestling this older 
woman.  And he was honored since it was her birthday.  Margo stared 
daggers at him the whole time Bill and Diana talked.  At 8 it was 
time for the first match.  That would be Marta and Johnny.
	Marta came running up to the ring wearing red leather, studded 
briefs.  Tanya stood with her rubbing her shoulders and upper arms.  
Johnny came up in dark blue Arena swim briefs.  The bulge in his 
briefs was very noticeable and he was quite proud of it.  Sheri stood 
with him, telling him some pointers about Marta.  Donna made the 
introductions.
	"This match will be one fall submission with a 20 minute time 
limit.  In the far corner, at 5'5, 171 lbs. here's Mauler Marta."  
The audience cheered for her.  She was well liked by most and a 
friendly person.
	"In the near corner, at 5'8, 181 lbs., here's Gentleman 
Johnny."  The Heiligs and Dillers cheered for him.  The others 
applauded, but not very much.  Donna called both to ring center.
	"This a submission match.  No punching, kicking, elbowing, or 
digging at the eyes.  Do not attack the eyes!  Any questions?"  Both 
agreed and returned to their corners.
	At the bell the two grapplers slowly locked up.  Johnny pushed 
Marta toward the ropes, but she locked her legs and stopped him.  He 
grunted as he kept pushing, but Marta held her ground.  She then 
released the referee's hold and backed off.  He met her again, but 
this time kicked her belly as she moved to lock up.  That split 
second of vulnerability was all he needed to drive a foot into her.  
She winced, but stood upright ready to continue.  When they attempted 
another lock up, he again nailed her with a foot to her gut.  This 
shot was lower and really hurt Marta.  She held her abs and doubled 
over.  Now he went to work.  A vicious double-axhandle to her neck 
dropped her to one knee.  Then a quick hair pull back and a chop to 
her throat sent her reeling.  He grabbed a leg and twisted it, 
shifting into a step-over-toehold.  Johnny sat on the leg, placing 
pressure on the knee and ligaments.  Marta was in horrible pain and 
Johnny was enjoying every second of this.
	"Hey you want me to ease up?" he teased.  "I can let go, just 
quit.  You won't last much longer anyway."
	"Fuck you!" Marta shot back.  Quit was not in her vocabulary.  
But the pain was severe enough that she thought there might be 
permanent injury.  Johnny eased up, then wrenched it tighter, making 
sure the knee and ligaments were tortured.  He really did want to 
hurt this wrestler.  Marta got her senses and tried to kick out, 
hitting him square in the chest, but Johnny withstood it and kept the 
pressure.  Marta was beside herself.  She was totally frustrated and 
faced permanent injury.  A last attempt to kick out freed her.  She 
nailed Johnny in the face with a bare foot.  He was stunned enough to 
ease the hold and Marta twisted out, rolling away under the ropes.
	She had difficulty standing and leaned against the apron with 
Tanya helping her.  She massaged the knee area, but Johnny jumped 
over the top rope trying to land on Marta.  Marta saw him and stepped 
back but Johnny landed on Tanya, dropping across her chest.  She fell 
backwards against some chairs, hitting her head.  Sheri jumped in and 
added more injury with several kicks to her back and chest as she 
tried to roll away.  Marta jumped her and pushed her against the 
apron edge, pinning her back.  But while Marta fought Sheri with her 
fists, Johnny dropped two legbombs across Tanya's throat, clearly 
hurting her.
	Johnny grabbed Marta off his wife and threw her into the apron 
edge.  She landed against it with her lower back.  He then lifted her 
nearly limp body, grabbing her very roughly through the crotch, for a 
bodyslam and ran into the apron edge, driving her back into it.  
Letting her go, Marta fell to the floor, barely able to move and 
desperate for Tanya's help.  She looked for her lover and partner, 
but couldn't find her.  Marta looked up at Johnny who stood over her 
laughing.
	"Hey tubby, get up.  Are you really a mauler, 'cause I sure 
don't feel mauled," he taunted.  "If you're looking for your friend, 
she's out cold.  Hey Bill, is this one of those hogs that you 
fought?"  Bill nodded, but was very embarrassed because he'd lost so 
badly to both women.  Margo had a good laugh at Bill's red face.   
	Johnny grabbed Marta's hair and yanked her up.  He slowly 
pulled his right arm back and drilled a fist into her belly.  She 
doubled over and Johnny drove a knee into her face.  She stood up and 
fell back to the mat.  The big woman hadn't been beaten like this in 
years.  She tried to regain her senses and looked about her, but a 
sudden blur was all she saw when Johnny flew off the top ropes and 
landed across her chest with another legbomb.  Marta's legs flew up 
and then landed spreadeagle.  She was done for as this younger man 
had totally dominated the match.  Her breathing was very heavy and 
her body wouldn't respond.  Johnny rolled her over and easily pulled 
back both arms, stepping into the small of her back.  In a matter of 
seconds, Marta whispered her submission, her face twisted in pain.  
He released her and she just lay still, her body wracked with pain.
	Johnny stood over her with both arms raised in victory.  He was 
a great winner and soon these people would see how much more he could 
do.  He pulled Marta into a kneeling position in front of him.  She 
was totally spent and leaned against his thighs as he pulled down his 
briefs.  He held his cock and brushed it against her face.  Marta saw 
it and looked up at him.  He pulled her hair and rammed the rod down 
her throat.  Before she could get in the rhythm of his thrusting, he 
shoved it hard down her throat gagging her.
	Johnny just laughed at her.  "eating too much pussy I guess.  
You need more cock like this."  He kept ramming it in then suddenly 
pulled out, shooting a load across her face.  Marta took it with her 
mouth open, letting some drip in, while he shot another load and then 
a third over her face.  He covered her with his cum then rubbed the 
cock over her face.  She knelt in shame while he forced her to 
swallow his cum.  Finally he stepped back and let loose with a stream 
of warm piss.  "This is for washing your face."  She took it 
obediently while he pissed all over her.  When he finished, Johnny 
pushed her down and walked away.  The crowd finally exhaled as the 
action subsided.  Several, men and women, were seen rubbing 
themselves and Sheri gave her husband a big kiss and held his arm 
aloft.   Diana leaned toward Donna and asked her if this was a usual 
occurrence.  Diana had gotten very aroused by the fight and the 
sexual degradation.  Obviously, Marta was a lesbian and the thought 
of sex with a man was offensive, but forcing the sexual act on her 
was exciting to Diana.  Donna wondered what her mother would be like 
in and after her match.

	Marta got up after a few minutes.  Tanya helped her climb down 
and had to push Sheri away to get Marta to the shower.  The next 
match was about to start as the two contestants came forward.  Margo, 
with her red hair flowing down to her shoulders approached the ring 
wearing her black studded briefs, and weightlifting gloves.  Both 
wrestlers had agreed to the gloves.  She stood in her corner, more 
concerned with her looks than her opponent.  Carl climbed into the 
ring wearing his orange and blue swim briefs.  His swimmer's build 
looked good to many women, including the club members and Diana.  
Also, the bulge in the briefs was very noticeable.
	"Hey, do you get that hard with your dumpy wife?" teased Margo 
as she smiled at June.  June stood up, but Donna held her back, 
reassuring her that Margo only said that to anger her.  Donna assured 
June that she'd have a chance at Margo soon.  
	Donna stepped into the ring to introduce the fighters.  "This 
match is one fall with a 20 minute time limit.  In the far corner, at 
5'7 and 163 lbs., here's Magnificent Margo."  She strutted around the 
ring blowing kisses and cupping her breasts.  She loved to show them 
off since they jutted out so perfectly.  "In the near corner, at 5'8 
and 186 lbs., here's Commando Carl."  He looked very good in his 
swimsuit and the bulge gave away his true feelings.  Carl waved and 
seemed to have a cheery attitude toward this event. 
	At the bell, both fighters came out slowly, looking for an 
opening.  Carl lunged at Margo's legs, trying for a takedown, but she 
stepped back.  He kept after her again going for a leg takedown, but 
she sidestepped and kicked his ribs, sending him sprawling to the mat 
and into the ropes.  Carl quickly got up, but Margo was waiting and 
wrapped his head in her arms with a standing choke from behind.  He 
flailed his arms trying to hit her with an elbow, but she withstood 
the elbows and held on tightly.  His face was turning pale from the 
pressure cutting his air.  His arms waved as he tried to break the 
choke.  But Margo saved him by releasing the hold.  "You now have a 
second chance.  Make the most of it or I'll finish you in 5 minutes!"
	Carl fell against the ropes, trying to regain his breath and 
strength.  Margo slowly walked around him, staring at her victim.  
Losing patience, she yelled," Come on dickhead, get out here.  Stop 
faking or you'll really have something to complain about."
Carl moved out of his corner and locked up with Margo.  She 
immediately slapped Carl to distract him and applied a wristlock.  It 
was a battle as each tried to move the other, but since Margo had the 
hold, she pulled his hair again and took him down, still hanging on 
to the wristlock.  Carl quickly kicked his legs and stood up, 
grabbing the ropes for support.  He managed to overpower Margo and 
break the wristlock.  He faced her and grabbed her hair, throwing the 
big redhead into the ropes and throwing a cross-body block into her 
as she came off.  She fell with Carl on top.  They rolled and 
grappled for a hold, but Margo got under the ropes and got to her 
family.  She mentioned something to Darla and climbed back in.
Margo quickly locked up and tried to push him into the ropes.  Carl 
fought her off and pushed Margo against the ropes and slipped out of 
the referee's hold and clamped on a side headlock.  He had her head 
pinned between his right arm and side, trying to shift her face 
against his body to smother her breathing.  Margo tried to push him 
away, but he hung on with his strength and hair pulling.  He began 
punching her face, hitting her jaw and mouth.  She was really feeling 
the punches and the grinding of her neck muscles.  Her head hurt from 
the pounding and Carl thought she might be losing her momentum and 
strength.  Margo flailed her arms again and suddenly Darla grabbed 
June from behind, putting her in a reverse headlock and pulling her 
off her chair and onto the floor.  
Darla began hammering June's belly with forearm smashes.  June's face 
was stuffed in Darla's left armpit and she couldn't get a full 
breath.  Darla kept beating her belly and had June hurt and unable to 
fight.  Carla saw this and eased up on the hold.  He was more 
concerned with his wife's problems and paid for it.  Margo slipped 
out of the headlock and before Carl could react, she rammed her right 
arm up between his legs, smashing his nuts.  Carl suddenly saw stars, 
his eyes watered and he fell into the ropes, a burning pain tearing 
through his body.  Margo laughed at Carl, "Hey big boy, how do you 
feel now?  Something got your nuts?  Poor baby, I'll make 'em feel 
real good."
She grabbed his crotch and twisted hard.  Carl screamed and tried to 
pull away, but Margo had him and gripped them as tight as she could.  
Carl nearly passed out from the pain and fell against the ropes, 
clutching his balls when she finally released him.  He collapsed to 
the mat and Margo took advantage of her broken foe.  She dragged him 
by the legs to her corner and rolled him onto his belly.  The mighty 
redhead climbed the ropes and jumped off, dropping en elbow into the 
small of his back.  His legs twitched upwards and flopped to the mat 
while he rolled in pain, trying to desperately to stop the pain.  
Margo strutted around the ring slowly, looking at her beaten opponent 
as she laughed at him.  He tried to rise, but a swift kick to his 
ribs sent him through the ropes and onto the floor.  Darla and Rikki 
quickly went to work kicking and then pulling him up and taking turns 
punching his body with vicious combinations.  Donna finally broke it 
up and Margo quickly threw him back into the ring to continue the 
slaughter.  Meanwhile poor June was laid out on the floor barely able 
to get up after the brutal attack by Darla.  Her face was cut and 
bruised as was her body, large red marks showing through her ripped 
clothes.
Margo entered the ring and immediately stomped Carl's head and neck.  
He was unable to get away and lay there taking more punishment.  She 
yanked him by his hair and chopped his throat while holding by the 
hair.  His body jerked with each chop.  She then grabbed an arm and 
threw him against the ropes, catching his throat with a clothesline 
as he rebounded.  Carl dropped like a rock and just lay there.  Once 
again Margo strutted around her victim and slowly pulled him up and 
threw him against the ropes again.  This time she drove a rock-hard 
knee into his balls and watched him drop to his knees, his face a 
look of terror, and then slowly fall over in a ball, screaming and 
crying from the intense pain.  She rolled him onto his back and sat 
on his face, rubbing her studded briefs over his cut and bruised 
face.  She roughly ground her crotch over his face until she had her 
desired orgasm.  Margo let out a scream of ecstasy and threw back her 
hair in a wild bucking move.  While squeezing and pinching her 
breasts, she rubbed her leather studded briefs over his face once 
more during her orgasm and then quickly stood and stepping on her 
fallen opponent, leaving the ring to the cheers of her family and 
friends.  The audience was absolutely stunned having never seen such 
a one-sided fight end so brutally.
Helen exhaled a deep breath when it finally ended, having been both 
aroused by her sexuality and fighting ability and a bit frightened at 
the thought of maybe having to face this savage machine.  The look on 
her face showed an interest in seeing more of this woman.  Diana was 
astounded at the way Margo took charge and defeated this able-bodied 
man with very little effort.  The viciousness shown by Margo 
intrigued Diana.  She thought about how she would react to facing 
Margo and whether she could give her a good fight.  She also thought 
about the struggle between her and this similarly sized woman and the 
idea of groping and holding each other as the match progressed.  But 
now she had another challenge and it was time to prepare for the 
occasion.
Donna went with her mother to prepare for the match.  She noticed 
Diana was a bit flush after Margo's fight.
"What did you think of Margo?" Donna asked.  "She's a good fighter 
and knows wrestling, but never uses it.  She prefers to brawl and 
really hurt her opponent.  And if she hates the person, like tonight, 
then she's even meaner."
"She was something else Donna," answered Diana, still totally in awe 
of that fabulous fighting machine.  "Can anyone stand up to her?"
"Yes, I have," Donna answered somewhat annoyed.  "She tried to 
interfere in a match and I bloodied her mouth and face and dropped 
her like a rock.  She's still after me.  When it happens, the whole 
state will see and hear about it."
"You really did that to her?" Diana asked in amazement.  "She looks 
so strong and fit."
"Well, for your information, I'm not chickenshit standing here," 
Donna shot back very angry with her mother.  "If you're so inclined, 
I'll set up a match with her for you.  In fact, do you know who your 
opponent is tonight?"
"Please don't set up anything," Diana said a bit ashamed for 
belittling her daughter.  "I'm just so amazed at how thorough she was 
in that fight.  Now who is this Bill?"
"He's none other than Margo's husband," Donna announced.  "He's not 
very good.  Last week, or was it two weeks ago, Marta and Tanya, 
fought him and Darla, the girl who beat the crap out of June.  Marta 
was the one who lost in the first match.  Those two women really did 
a job on Bill and his daughter.  Even Margo was ashamed of them and 
refused to sit with them."
Great Donna, I get to face the husband of the human grinding 
machine," Diana said with some concern.  "Are you sure he isn't 
nearly as good as his wife?  I don't want to get chewed up the first 
time out after a long absence."
"Don't worry, you'll do just fine and we'll be there to stop any 
interference on anyone else's part.  That includes Margo," Donna said 
in a reassuring tone.  "Here put this leotard on."
Diana put on the dark red sheer leotard and posed in front of the 
mirror.  "Do I look nasty enough or even sexy enough for this crowd?  
I do want to look the part."
"Mother, you look absolutely great.  Bill will have the biggest 
hardon for you tonight.  Maybe even bigger than when he fucks Margo, 
if she lets him."
"I hope so, I really want this to go well.  Do you ever think I could 
be as good as Margo?  She was just plain dynamite tonight," Diana 
said, still on the subject of Margo.  "I can't stop thinking about 
her.  What would she do if I got to Bill they way she did to Carl?"
"I don't know, but I think she'd go crazy considering you're my 
mother and she hates us all."
Just then Teri knocked on the door and came in.  "They're ready for 
you Gram.  Just do what Mom and I did and you'll have no trouble at 
all."  The three generations of women went back to the garage and 
awaited the introductions.
Donna climbed into the ring and began the intros.  "In the far 
corner, at 5'8 and 186 lbs., here's Bill "Crusher" Craven.  He waved 
to his family and friends.  Bill wore black semi-sheer briefs with 
reinforced crotch.  The bulge needed some reinforcement to hold it 
back.  "In the near corner, at 5'6 and 166 lbs., here's the birthday 
girl, Hammerin' Helen Douglas."  She waved and felt a bit 
uncomfortable in the ring, but looked great in her sheer leotard, 
which highlighted her large nipples.  Her solid body and thick, 
shapely legs were a sight to behold.  The thighs were the kind one 
could nuzzle up to and caress while slowly working upward.  The body 
and legs had no cellulite, but did have some definition and looked 
strong.  Helen's short white-blond hair and tanned body gave her an 
absolutely stunning look and great appeal.  Bill stared at her which 
caught Margo's eyes and she whispered for him to stop or get a real 
lesson at home.  Donna called Bill and Helen to the center to review 
the rules for Helen's benefit.
Helen looked straight into Bill's eyes while he smiled at her and 
blew a kiss at her.  As Donna finished Helen moved toward Bill to 
sneer at him, when he drove a knee into her crotch, smashing into her 
pubic bone.  He quickly pushed Donna aside and grabbed Diana before 
she could fall.  Donna tried to stop him, but he shoved her again, 
this time into the ropes.  He then pushed her backwards over the top 
rope and onto the apron.  He kicked her off the apron and onto the 
floor where Margo and Darla kicked her.  Meanwhile, Bill returned to 
Diana who was on one knee catching her breath.  He wasted no time by 
grabbing an arm and yanking her up, then driving a knee into her 
belly as he pulled her to him.  
Diana saw stars as she was winded and gasping for air.  Bill covered 
her mouth and pulled her hair back opening her for a series of chops 
across her throat.  The older woman gagged and stumbled around the 
ring trying desperately to regain her senses.  Bill strutted around 
the ring pointing at Diana, laughing at her and then ramming a 
shoulder into her back, sending her into a corner.  She slammed into 
the turnbuckle breasts first letting out a groan from the pain of 
having her breasts smashing into the rough padding.  Bill followed up 
with a dropkick to her head, snapping her head back and dropping her 
in the corner.  He figured this baby is about done.  Diana rolled 
over hanging her head over the bottom rope trying to recover.  Her 
deep breaths showed she was very much out of shape.  Donna asked her 
if she should stop now, but Diana shook her head.  
Bill stood by watching this and laughing at her.  "Come on you old 
cow, get up or go back to the nursing home."  He leaned against the 
ropes waiting for Diana to get up.  She finally stood and shook her 
head then moved towards Bill.  He moved in and they locked up, but 
Bill quickly pushed her into the ropes.  Before he could drive 
another knee into her crotch, Diana dropped down and lifted Bill over 
her right shoulder and threw him over the top rope.  Her powerful 
legs and back sent him flying over the top rope, landing with a dull 
thud on his back along the edge of the apron.  His weight carried him 
off the edge and onto the floor where he landed on his chest and 
face, scraping his forehead and left cheek.  Margo and the girls 
rushed to help him while Diana was still trying to gather herself in 
the ring.  Bill managed to stand, but his back was hurt and he had 
trouble moving.  Diana watched as the Cravens helped Bill climb into 
the ring.  He rolled under the ropes and slowly stood.
Diana greeted him with a perfect dropkick into his chest sending him 
into the ropes and down.  He shook his head and looked at this older 
woman who seemed to be taking the momentum.  
"You fucking cow," Bill yelled as he stood.  "You'll get it double 
for that."
As he approached Diana, she dropped and took out a leg, dumping him 
on his butt and applying into a step-over-toehold.  Her movement was 
exact and very professional.  Bill tried to kick her, but Diana hung 
on and kept up the pressure.  Her method of wrestling was always to 
take away the legs, then the arms and slowly destroy the opponent.  
If she could do it scientifically fine, but Diana was a great brawler 
and could fight with the best of them.  Bill tried moving to the 
ropes, but Diana dragged him back to the center and sat on his 
twisted leg, really wrenching the knee.  A scream was all Bill could 
do as he suffered at the hands of this elderly tormenter.  He could 
hardly believe that he was being beaten by a 60-year old woman.  Once 
again he tried kicking, this time smashing her in the nose with his 
barefoot.  Diana's head snapped back just enough to loosen the hold 
and Bill managed to get free and roll away.  Diana wiped the blood 
trickling from her nose and with a determined look stalked Bill.  
Before he could fully recover, Diana applied a side headlock and 
dragged him around the ring, squeezing his head and slowly grinding 
his neck in a circular motion.  Bill was helpless in her clutches.  
Diana was slowly overpowering him and determined to crush him like 
Margo did to Carl.  With a lot of fear, Bill managed to throw off 
Diana against the ropes and on the rebound, caught her with a knee to 
the gut.  
Diana gasped and fell over doubled-up.  Now he could reassert his 
skills and show who was really the better wrestler.  Bill grabbed her 
hair and pulled Diana's head away from her chest.  He then dropped a 
knee across her neck, pinning her head while he pummeled her breasts.  
The lack of support from the sheer leotard allowed her breasts to 
bounce and jiggle with each blow.  Diana shifted around to her back 
and grabbing both legs gave Bill a shove knocking him off balance.  
He caught himself, but Diana rolled away and stood up rubbing her 
neck.  Bill stood up and walked toward her grabbing a handful of hair 
and clamping a front headlock.  He pulled up on her neck causing 
further pain by wrenching her neck muscles.  Diana got on tiptoes to 
ease the pain, but Bill kept pulling her neck.  He suddenly eased up, 
but drove an elbow between her shoulder blades.  She nearly 
collapsed, but Bill held her and pulled up on her neck again.  He 
wanted to make sure she couldn't use those strong back and shoulders 
again in this match.  Diana screamed but was helpless against his 
hold and position.  There was one way out, but she was a bit scared 
to use it. 
While Bill kept punishing her with the headlock and elbow drops into 
the back, Diana tried to force her way out.  But as she was suffering 
and slowly losing strength, Diana knew she had to act fast.  With a 
mighty uppercut, Diana drove her right fist into Bill's balls.  He 
froze then let out a scream that shook the walls.  His arms went to 
his injured balls and he doubled-up and fell to his knees.  Tears 
welled-up in his eyes and he lost all concentration.  Bill never saw 
the left that knocked him over or Diana's feet as they kept kicking 
his belly and sides.  He covered up as best he could, but the damage 
was done.  Diana backed off and caught her breath and looked at 
Donna.  She gave her mother the signal to go for the kill.  Diana 
decided it was time to show everyone how mean she could be.
Diana yanked on Bill's hair and brought him to his knees.  She looked 
down at the pained look on his face and with one swift motion, 
brought a knee up into his face.  His nose was splattered to one side 
and immediately bled over his face and chest.  She gazed into his 
eyes, but they were glassy and vacant.  He tried to block another 
knee, but instead she hauled him up and picked him up in a fireman's 
carry.  Before he was conscious of what was happening, Diana ran 
across the ring and with a diving motion, slammed his back into a 
turnbuckle.  Bill gasped and screamed with one breath and crumpled to 
the mat.  He had no power left and was totally unable to defend 
himself.
Diana yanked him up and lifted him high for a bodyslam.  She grabbed 
his nuts when she lifted him, but other than a whimper, Bill did 
nothing.  She carried him around the ring then slammed him.  He 
bounced once and lay still.  Diana was getting carried away and 
lifted him again, this time running and diving into the mat with a 
powerslam.  Bill didn't budge and when Diana stood over him and 
planted a foot on his chest, tried to move her foot, but had no real 
strength left.  Diana laughed at him and tried to move him with a 
foot.  Finally she bent down and pulled his hair, bringing him up to 
a sitting position, his arms hanging uselessly at his sides.  She 
stepped behind him and elbowdropped his neck.  The stunning blow 
froze him for an instant, then he fell over nearly unconscious.
Diana had shown herself to be a vicious fighter and wanted more.  She 
dragged Bill's legs to the center and left him there.  She climbed a 
turnbuckle and with her great leg power, leaped high and came down on 
Bill's chest with a splash that bruised two ribs.  Finally to add 
insult to injury, Diana picked up Bill and lifted him onto her 
shoulders in a backbreaker.  She walked around the ring pulling on a 
thigh and his throat, bending his back.  His arms hung limply as she 
had her way with him.  After dropping him, she stood atop his chest 
and proclaimed herself the winner.  Bill was out cold and hadn't 
given her a fight in over 10 minutes.  Before she could feel good 
about the victory, Margo ran in and jumped Diana.  
"You fucking bitch," Margo yelled at Diana.  Margo began raining 
blows into Diana's face and body as the older woman tried to cover 
up.  Margo's fists found Diana's nose and mouth several times before 
Donna and Teri pulled her off and beat her.  Donna held Margo while 
Teri drove left-right combos into her face and belly.  Margo soon 
sagged from the beating, but Teri saved a knee to her pussy for last.  
Margo cried out and fell.  Diana with blood running down her face, 
got up and stumbled over and kicked her chest.  Margo clutched her 
beautiful breasts and softly sobbed.  She lay on the mat bloodied, 
but determined to avenge this attack.  Twice she'd been beaten by 
Donna and now her shitty little daughter and this had to stop.
Diana looked once more at Bill as she left the ring.  He was barely 
moving, still holding his balls and softly moaning.  Margo got up and 
managed to walk away, typically leaving her husband to fend for 
himself.  The night's matches were over and people were going, but 
not before each had congratulated Diana on her success.  She showed 
them all that she still had it and could dish it out.  
"Let's go get cleaned up.  I'm a mess and sore all over and I 
definitely need a massage," she told her daughter.  Donna agreed and 
they went up to Diana's bedroom.  Damn, what a fantastic day this has 
been, thought Donna.  What else could happen?  

Donna, you'll have to wait for the next chapter to see.