Ava Adorable
By A.J. Brown
Man writes an article about his first ever mixed-wrestling session


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Now let me tell you something, my name's Les Truman and I'm a 44-year-old
wealthy businessman. I recently had my first 'mixed-wrestling session' with
one of these 'women that wrestle men' and this is just a little article I
wrote about my experience. I'm a businessman and I'm certainly not a writer so
please forgive me if this isn't the best written article, I did my best.

So again I'm 44-years-old and I own and run many businesses. I'm at the point
in my life where I really don't do a whole lot of work I just kinda let my
businesses run themselves and sit back and let the money come to me. It's not
a bad lifestyle, let me tell ya and it frees me up a lotta time for the stuff
I wanna do.

Now I'm your typical guy out there, I like making money, I like steak dinners,
and of course I'm a huge sports fan, and by sports fan I don't watch much
tennis or baseball or any sports like that, my two favorite sports are the
most manly sports out there - football and MMA.

So one day I'm sittin' down at my computer just screwin' around on youtube and
checkin' out MMA which I love watching on youtube cuz they have some good
stuff on there. When I went to search for it, I'm not sure exactly why I did
this, probably just because I was feeling a bit lazy that day, but instead of
typing out 'mixed martial arts' I just typed 'mixed fighting'.

I must say I did find it a little unusual that when I typed this in that
little drop down menu thing or whatever you call it popped up and the very
first thing on the list was 'mixed fighting women vs. men'. Now I know this
country is all about equality these days but I've watched plenty of MMA and I
can't think of a single woman out there that would want to square off against
one of these professional MMA fighters so I clicked on that option to see what
it was all about.

Now here's the part where I really got confused is when I click on this 'mixed
fighting women vs. men' half the page was just movie scenes and shit which I
should have expected but then the other half of the videos were like hot
chicks in bikini's pinning guys on the ground.

I'm thinking 'what the fuck is this?' and then I click on one of the videos
and, sure enough, it's some totally hot chick in her twenties just owning some
pathetic looking guy on a wrestling mat. I paged back to look at some of those
other videos and they were all basically the same thing.

Now I've seen some strange shit out there in my 44 years on this earth but I
could not comprehend why some dude would make a complete ass of himself on the
internet letting someone just post some homemade looking video of a chick
beating him up. That just made absolutely no sense to me whatsoever.

But of course being a guy who used to work very hard and now has a bit too
much time on his hands, I have to admit I'm a very curious guy, so I pulled up
Google on my browser and I wanted to look more into this. Since all those
youtube videos were more wrestling matches than fighting I typed 'mixed
wrestling' into my Google search.

Let me tell you something, my mind was BLOWN at the amount of shit that popped
up for this. Tons of videos, pictures, and even personal web pages popping up
of these hot chicks totally dominating a guy on a wrestling mat. I try and
keep up on current events and what's going on with the world and to realize
how much there was out there for something that I had no idea about was really
strange to me.

As I was popping around I came to this one website and when I saw what was on
there I thought my head was going to explode - I see that some of these
wrestling women actually travel around the country and do personal one-on-one
'wrestling sessions' with guys. And as I read on I saw that these women charge
between $300-$350 an hour for their services.

Now it all made sense to me and I felt like a fool for not figuring this out.
Dudes these days are into some really kinky shit from getting tied up and
whipped to have candle wax dripped on their nut sack and this was just another
one of their freaky fetishes. They let the chick beat them up for an hour and
then they fuck the chick at the end.

Then I click on a couple of the chicks' profiles and my head start spinning
again. Each one of them had something in bold letters on their site saying
'Absolutely NO SEX whatsoever.' So at this point I had absolutely no idea what
this shit was all about and I like to think I'm pretty good at solving riddles
but this one had no answer for.

First off, for $300 bucks I could get two blowjobs and get laid from two
different chicks if I were that kinda guy, so how any man could justify paying
that some price just to wrestle around with a chick didn't add up. Secondly, I
mean, these 'session wrestlers' looked in good shape and all but most of them
were pretty hot chicks not exceeding 140 pounds and I was certain that not one
of them could take me or any other man in a real wrestling match. The only
conclusion I could make was that these guys were paying all this money to let
a girl beat them up and then not even get finished off at the end. I closed my
internet browser because this one had me completely stumped.

But of course being a curious guy who has a bit too much money and a bit too
much time on his hands, I get online, just wondering if any of these 'session
wrestlers' live near me. I see that a lot of them are from Los Angeles and New
York City and that none of them are in my area.

However, I then see a list of the cities they travel to and for some reason,
I'm not sure why whatsoever, I got this nervous feeling when I see that one of
them was going to be in my area the following week. 'Ava Adorable' was her
name and I click on the link to her website to see what she's all about.

Adorable was definitely a good word to describe her, I mean this chick was
cute. She was listed at only 25-years-old, just a kid, and she was listed at
5'4, 125 pounds. She had such a cute face and being almost twenty years older
than her it made me feel younger just looking at her beauty.

So here it was, in case for some unknown reason I wanted to schedule a
mixed-wrestling session with someone, Ava Adorable was going to be in my area.
Her rate was 300 bucks for the hour which, even for a wealthy guy like me,
that's a lot of money. Hell, that's more than my lawyer charges for an hour.

But like I said, I'm a curious guy and the three hundred bucks definitely
wasn't going to break my bank or anything. Ava listed what hotel she was going
to be at and of course I had my fears that I would just show up there and it
would be some big guy that was just gonna steal my three hundred bucks or that
there'd be some hidden camera in there and I'd end up on youtube like all
those other fools. I just put all those fears behind me and I went ahead and
emailed Ava Adorable to set up a session.

Ava got back to me promptly and she wrote very professionally in her email. I
respect that from a businessperson, since I've dealt with plenty that are rude
and unaccommodating, so I was impressed with the way the young girl
communicated with me. We set the date and she just told me to make sure I show
up with all the cash.

The day for my first mixed-wrestling session came. I'm getting out of my car
in the hotel parking lot and I'm feeling a bit nervous. I didn't know why I
felt nervous about meeting this girl who was close to 20 years my junior but I
did. As I approached the hotel I had a couple of things on my mind.

Number one was that after our little mixed-wrestling session was over I was
getting some kind of happy ending. It didn't need to be sex but I wanted
something for the amount I was paying her. Despite what her website said about
no sex of any kind I figured I could talk her into it.

Number two was that I saw the size of this chick and I knew she had no real
chance of beating me up. After we got going, maybe the second half hour, I'd
play her little game with her and let her pin me down on the ground and
squeeze me with her legs or whatever. But one thing I was completely sure of
was before any of that, I was going to wrestle her into submission just so she
knew I was a real man and that I wasn't just going to lay down for her the
entire time. Especially not if I was paying three hundred bucks.

So now I'm inside the hotel walking around and for some reason I was paranoid
that some hotel worker was going to approach me and ask what I was doing. I
mean really, what the hell would I say in response to that? I made it to the
room she was in and I gently knocked on the door.

"Come in" I hear a sweet voice say through the door a bit loud so I could
hear.

I open up, go in, close the door behind me, and there were colorful wrestling
mats covering the hotel room floor with Ava Adorable sitting on the bed
waiting for me. She wore a bikini that had a navy blue top and a plaid bottom
which was super cute and it looked like it was designed to be a little
schoolgirl outfit bikini.

Let me tell you something about me. I'm very old fashioned when it comes to
how I like my women. I like them as skinny as can be, with really big boobs, a
tight little ass, and a pretty little face. The more they deviate from that
the more points against them, in my book.

Ava didn't fit that description exactly and I hate to sound cheesy but I don't
know how else to say what I'm about to say without sounding cheesy - Ava
Adorable may have been the most beautiful woman I had ever seen up to that
moment of my life. She definitely wasn't super thin like I like them but, man,
her beauty almost knocked me right off of my feet. The pictures she had on her
website where she was just wrestling around with some loser dude did not do
her justice whatsoever.

Now I'm gonna describe this girl from head-to-toe for you but I must start out
by saying that the two features about her that stuck out the most of her
incredibly beautiful body were her beautiful eyes and her beautiful feet. I'll
get to them in more detail as I continue.

So she has brown hair and she's wearing it in pigtails. I mean how cute is
that, the girl's 25-years-old but she made herself look much younger and much
cuter with the pigtails her hair was in, which was something that you
definitely don't see everyday. Now we get to those stunning eyes of hers, I
mean, I cannot do them justice just writing about them. They were blue but
they had this combination of a cute look combined with a seductive look and
just the way she was looking at me was sending chills through my body. Never,
ever in my life had I seen a woman with eyes even close to as beautiful as
hers.

The rest of her face was beautiful too as she had a cute noise and a great
smile. She had pretty big boobs for her size, not overly big or anything, but
honestly since she had a pretty small body overall, if those titties were any
bigger it probably wouldn't have looked right on her.

She had a tight little tummy on her and her whole upper body just looked in
excellent shape. The more I looked at her the more I realized that she had
just beautiful skin overall. It looked so smooth, clean, and fresh which is
something you don't see on every girl you meet either.

Now at this point Ava looked like she had a beautiful womanly body and I'm
thinking 'how does this chick even try to pull off like she can beat up a
guy?' When I looked at her legs I could at least see her argument. For such a
small girl, she had some muscular legs on her. They didn't look grossly
muscular or anything but, man, did they look strong.

Her thighs were pretty damn big and I could not believe the enormous calf
muscles she had. I'm of the belief that men are simply stronger than women no
matter how much they think otherwise, but I have to admit that the legs on
this young girl intimidated me a little bit.

And now we get to her feet. Let me clarify one hundred percent that I'm not
Rex Ryan or any of those other weirdoes out there that has a foot fetish, but
this chick's feet were sexy. They were pretty damn thick actually which I
couldn't quite put my finger on myself why I thought that was sexy, since
normally if I did think a girl had cute feet they'd be little. But something
about the thickness of her feet just made them look strong and I found myself
just really attracted to them.

It wasn't just the thickness that made those feet of hers so hot. She had
perfect arches on them, the skin on them was just so soft and pure, and her
toenails looked so shiny like she had just painted them, with that dark blue
toenail polish she had on, right before I walked into the room.

"Hey Les!" Ava said excitedly and she walked towards me with a big smile on
her beautiful face.

She walked right up to me and gave me a hug like we weren't just meeting for
the first time and like we had known each other for years. I hugged her back
and this made me feel much more comfortable with a situation that I wasn't
completely sure about walking into.

We had a little bit of small talk and I won't bore you with the details of
that because I'm sure you want to hear about our session but Ava was very
sweet and just overall a great girl to talk to. Even though this was obviously
nothing more than a business transaction I respected how friendly she was
acting towards me. I made sure to hand her the three hundred dollars cash
without her having to ask me for it and she seemed to appreciate that.

"So" Ava said and she gave me this cute little curious look. "You never told
me what kind of session you wanted."

Up to that point I found Ava very easy to talk to but now I had no idea what
to say. I wasn't gonna sit there and say I like getting choked or pinned down
or anything. I mean I just wanted to see what these mixed-wrestling sessions
were all about, I didn't have any specific script in mind for it or anything.

"Nothing special" I said back to her. "Just do your thing." Ava let out a
girly giggle when I said that and I wasn't quite sure whether I should be
offended or not. I couldn't tell if she was laughing with me or at me a little
bit.

"Just do my thing?" Ava laughed and then she excitedly got on her knees. "You
got it!"

I kicked off my shoes and was now just wearing a t-shirt and a pair of wind
pants. I got on my knees as well and now the reality of the fact that I was
going to wrestle a girl almost twenty years younger than me in a hotel room
was really starting to sink it. It felt completely strange, I'm not gonna lie,
but it felt strange in a good way and at that point I had no desire to turn
back. I did, however, feel like I should warn her about one thing.

"So I just want to let you know one thing in advance" I said to her and I
wasn't sure exactly how I was going to say what I wanted to. "I'm not just
going to lay down and let you beat me up. I'm going be wrestling for real."

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha" Ava laughed out loud with that girly giggle of hers and
something about it just gave me chills for some reason. "I wouldn't expect
anything else. Now let's go!"

And it was on. She gave me the OK to wrestle for real and as sweet as the girl
was I'll be honest that I didn't really appreciate the way she laughed off
what I said. Ava Adorable seemed quite a bit more confident than I thought she
should be and now I had full intentions of showing her that I was stronger
than her.

Our match began and I was not messing around. I grabbed the beautiful girl at
the shoulders and quickly brought her to the ground and pinned her down. I'll
admit that she was stronger than I expected her to be and for a girl she was
definitely strong. But that was the whole thing - she was still a girl.

I'm not a huge guy but I'm about 5'9 and weigh right around 185 pounds. I'm
certainly a lot bigger than she is that's for sure. Despite the fact that she
was stronger than I expected, I still had little trouble bringing her to the
ground which didn't surprise me whatsoever because, well, I'm a man, she's a
woman, and I'm a lot bigger than she is. One thing I did notice was even
though I did overpower her, feeling the strength she did have was kind of sexy
when I brought her down.

So now Ava Adorable is down on the ground with me on top of her. I was sitting
right on her thighs and I had her wrists pinned down on the ground with my
hands. She was struggling to get free and, again, she did feel fairly strong
but I had her pinned down good and she wasn't able to get free at all. She
continued to struggle unsuccessfully but I had to give her credit that she was
keeping cool and calm about it and wasn't getting all upset like, I reckon,
most other women would if a guy had them completely pinned down like that.

I continued to hold Ava down on the ground and I have to admit I was a bit
frustrated that she continued to struggle and wouldn't just admit that I had
her. I mean I was holding her down for a good few minutes and she couldn't get
out of it. I'm not a wrestling expert or anything but I figured that should
count for a pin and a win for me or something.

And the longer this went on the more my frustration grew. I thought about
stepping it up and trying to get her in a hold that would make her more likely
to submit. I didn't want to admit this to myself at the time but I was a bit
afraid to do that. The more she fought the more spunky she seemed to get and,
yes, I was a bit worried that if I let go of the hold I had on her then she
may manage to get me in some kind of hold.

I continued to hold her down but I was really starting to get a bit winded. I
mean, I had her down and all but holding her down was definitely a chore. She
was definitely stronger than any other woman I had ever known and as I was
tiring out, she almost seemed to be gaining energy.

I then truly felt the strength of her legs as she pulled them free from mine.
I had her legs pinned down and then she just got the burst of strength where
she was able to pull them free like it was nothing. My worry increased now
that I didn't have her legs pinned down anymore.

As I thought about what to do, Ava bent her legs, pushed her knees right
against my stomach and started pushing me backward. I tried to stop her from
doing so but I was no match for her leg strength. She then, very quickly,
repositioned her legs so that the bottoms of her sexy feet were on my stomach.

Ava was doing all of this with such speed that I didn't have time to react.
With amazing speed and strength she then extended out her legs and launched me
up in the air. The feeling of flying was not a fun feeling and it also wasn't
fun when my back landed hard on the wrestling mat.

I looked up and when I did so I saw Ava rolling at me with this acrobatic
somersault. I tried to get off of my back and back on to my knees but before I
could do so Ava quickly wrapped her powerful legs around my ribs. She now was
gaining control and I knew I better act fast.

And then she started to squeeze. I knew that Ava had strong legs but now that
she had them wrapped around me I really realized how powerful they were. She
squeezed tighter and the pain that she was sending through my body was like
nothing I have ever felt in my life.

Let me tell you something, I'm definitely not a fighter or anything but I've
fought with my brothers, wrestled in high school gym class, and of course I've
been in a few fights in my lifetime. Getting squeezed by this cute girl who
was almost twenty years my junior was not only the most painful thing I've
ever felt up to that point in my life but also the most afraid I've ever been
in a fight by far.

I mean, she was just squeezing me extremely hard with those muscular legs of
hers and not only did it feel like she was going to break my ribs but also
like she was going to just crush my insides. I started to wonder what the hell
I signed on for and I definitely knew that I better get myself out of this
hold, and fast, or I was going to be in a lot of trouble.

Problem was, was that I was not strong enough to get out of the hold. I tried
everything I could from trying to pull her legs apart to trying just to
slither out of the body scissors but I couldn't move her or myself at all. I
realized that I wasn't going anywhere and meanwhile the pain just kept getting
worse.

When I realized that there was no way I was going to overpower her, I tried
the one last thing I could think of to get free - I tickled the bottom of her
feet. When I did this, sure enough, Ava started kicking her feet around and
she started laughing, but it was a much more annoyed sounding laugh than the
teasing one she had been giving me earlier. With her feet kicking around I was
able to finally get free from being trapped between her legs.

"You little bastard" Ava said with a devious smile when she stopped laughing
and she got back on her knees.

Although I was free, Ava was coming at me like a cheetah and I had no clue how
I was going to fend her off. I tried to push myself up but she jumped right at
me and then pushed me right back on my back. She then got behind me and
wrapped those powerful thighs of hers right around my neck. Now based on what
I told you it felt like to have those legs of hers wrapped around my ribs, I'm
sure you can only imagine what it felt like when she was doing the same thing
to my neck. Either way, I'm going to tell you what it was like.

Let me tell you that it is no exaggeration that I thought this girl was going
to kill me any second. It was just a matter on whether it happened from her
choking me to death, crushing my big Adam's apple, or popping my head right
off. I seriously felt like I was fighting for my life as I tried to pull her
legs away.

And the most disturbing part of it was that despite the fact that I'm sure she
knew how dangerous the hold she had me in was, she wasn't showing any mercy on
me whatsoever. She's squeezing my neck with these thighs of steel of hers
while I'm pulling away for my life and she's not letting up even a little bit.
I didn't know if this cute, young girl was that oblivious that she didn't
realize what she was doing, or if she was just a fucking sadist, but either
way I knew I had to get free or I was done.

I tapped out on the mat, Ava instantly released me, and she did it so fast
that it seemed like she knew that I was going to tap out at that very second.
I rolled right over on my knees, so my face was facing the ground, and I
immediately grabbed at my neck while I stared straight at the mat.

I can't tell you for sure that I know what it feels like to be dying but I
will tell you that at that very moment I, without a doubt, thought I was
dying. It's hard to really explain what the feeling was like but it was just a
combination of dizziness, not being quite sure exactly where I was, and it
just felt like every organ in my body was slowly losing its ability to
function. I was terrified but I was too helpless to even do anything about it.

Man, it was just torture sitting there feeling that way and as the time passed
it did not seem to be getting better. The longer I was there curled up in a
ball on my knees and grabbing my neck, the more I started to think that I
might die right there on the mat in that fucking hotel room.

I finally then turned my head to look at Ava and there she is just sitting
there sitting in the most comfortable looking position. She was looking right
at me and even though she wasn't teasing me or anything, the plain look on her
face made it known that she did not feel any kind of remorse or care
whatsoever for what she had done to me.

There I am grabbing my neck and maybe even needing medical attention while
she's just sitting there leaning back on her elbows with her knees back just
looking at me like she's waiting to see what's gonna happen. As I looked at
her longer, the anger that I felt at the way she was showing no concern about
my condition made me realize that at least the feeling of dying had mostly
gone away. I ended up giving her a bit of a dirty look.

"Ready to keep going?" she asked me.

I just could not believe the question. It was pretty obvious that she had
fucked me up pretty good and she doesn't ask me if I'm OK or anything, all she
asks me is if I'm ready to keep going. Although I didn't feel as bad as I did
about a minute earlier, I was still in rough shape and was not feeling
confident about wrestling with this girl any longer. I mean, how was I going
to continue after what she had just done to me?

But then I looked at the clock. We were barely twenty minutes into our
session. I had paid her 300 bucks and I pretty much knew that she wasn't going
to refund me the $200 for the time I hadn't used yet. I would have been
embarrassed to even suggest such a thing. I got to my knees ready to go at it
some more but I was real worried about how this was going to continue.

"Yeah, I'm ready" I said and I tried to make it look like I was ready to go
some more. Ava got back to her knees and then she looked at me with a bit of a
compassionate look.

"You know, it might be a good idea if we went a bit lighter" she said to me.
"You'll probably enjoy the session a lot more that way."

For some reason, when she said that it made my eyes water up a bit. Finally
the girl was showing some compassion for hurting me and it made me feel
completely humiliated for acting like such a cocky fool before our match
started. The fact was Ava could beat me up and if I didn't lighten up a little
bit she was really going to hurt me. I nodded in agreement and then at that
point it was like we had some connection now that we both know that she could
beat me up.

Ava got a cute little smile on her face and she looked ready to wrestle again.
I also got in a wrestling position but it was clear that she was brimming with
confidence and I had none. She darted at me and this time she just easily
brought me down to the ground on my back. She was going lighter than before as
promised but without being to able as hard as I could, I simply had no chance
against this skilled girl with the extremely powerful lower body.

When Ava pinned me down on my back she sat her strong ass right on my stomach.
I tried pushing her off of me but she had me down positioned perfectly so I
couldn't get her off of me at all. She watched at my futile attempts to push
her off of me and she giggled that I wasn't having any success at all.

Ava then squeezed both of my nipples right through my shirt. She didn't do it
playfully either, she did it hard, and I let out a girly little scream. My
scream didn't make her stop and then she twisted my nipples causing me more
pain. She then slapped me right in the face hard. I didn't know striking was
allowed in this wrestling match and even though the cute little girl was a
phenomenal wrestler, I wouldn't have thought she'd be capable of hitting that
hard. After she hit me she giggled some more and I couldn't believe a girl
caught just laugh like that after hitting someone. The giggle sounded almost
evil.

I continued to push at Ava's stomach and try to push her legs off of me with
no luck. Based on where she was sitting on my stomach, I wasn't really able to
use my arms or legs well enough to do anything to her with them. She then
started tickling me right at the hips. Yes I am ticklish, but women have tried
tickling me before and I've at least been able to hold the laugh to not give
them the satisfaction of knowing they got me. But Ava's fingers were like ones
I never felt before and I started laughing uncontrollably like a weak,
helpless boy when she tickled me. She smiled with satisfaction as I continued
to laugh and she continued to tickle me.

Ava finally stopped tickling me and then she gave me another hard slap in the
face. The slapping really hurt and I told myself that if she slapped me one
more time I was going to tell her to knock it off. I mean, I was paying for
this time after all so I should have that right.

What Ava did next I could simply not believe. She took the bottom of her right
foot and put it right on my face. Now I know I told you that she had some sexy
feet but having some young girl just put her foot right on my face was more
degrading than anything I could even imagine and I wanted it of immediately.
Now I was pissed.

"Sniff it" Ava said in the most demanding voice like I was her little slave.

"No fucking way" I said although my words were muffled with her foot in my
face. When I said that, she pressed her foot on my nose a little then eased
up.

"Sniff it or I'll kick you right in the nose" she ordered.

She had to be kidding. Sniff it? All I signed on for was an hour of wrestling
with her and at no point did I tell her I wanted to be degraded and humiliated
like this. I mean, I am a wealthy middle-aged man in the prime of his life who
has an unlimited amount of money and tons of people working for me who fear me
since I can ruin their lives in a second. And here some young girl is trying
to force me to sniff her fucking foot? No way in hell was this going to happen
and I was gonna let her know that.

But right before I was about to say something, I remembered our conversation
at the beginning of the match. She asked me what kind of session I wanted and
I told her to 'do her thing.' At that point I definitely did not expect that
'her thing' was going to include degrading me worse than people that went
through slavery had been degraded but I'm a man of my word and I couldn't go
back on what I told her she could do. Plus there was always that risk that she
would just not listen to me anyway.

So I did it. I took a deep breath through my nose and I sniffed the girl's
foot. Yes, when I walked into that hotel room her feet looked perfectly clean.
They still were generally clean and I could smell whatever fruity body wash
she used on them when I took the sniff.

But from wrestling around with me for around a half an hour now her feet had
definitely accumulated some sweat as well as some dirt and crud from the
wrestling mats. It wasn't a great smell, although I've definitely smelled
things that were worse, but the worst part about it was just how much of a
pathetic a loser I felt like for letting her force me to breathe that stench
and to not do anything about it.

I then thought about what it would be like if one of my workers or clients saw
me do what I had just done and the lack of respect I would get from all of
them if word got out about that. After taking that deep breath I turned my
head away and Ava just continued to giggle with her evil giggle and force her
foot right in front of my nose. I finally gave up on moving my head and just
had to lie there with my nose right underneath her foot.

"Ha-ha, you little bitch" Ava said to me and I had no idea the innocent
looking young girl had it in her to talk to somebody like that. "How's it feel
having to sniff a girl's foot? Now kiss it bitch!"

"No ... " I started to object but before I could get another word out, she
shoved that thick foot of hers right down my throat.

I could taste the dirt and the sweat, but I could also taste the fresh
body-wash which still had a strong taste to it. Overall I could taste that it
was a foot and that was the worst part about it. She stuck it deeper in my
mouth and I could feel her big toe gag me. I tried my best to pull it out of
my mouth but my two hands weren't strong enough to move her one leg. She was
really starting to gag me and I tapped out on the floor again. This time Ava
didn't stop right away like she did the last time I tapped out.

"I'll take my foot out of your mouth, bitch" she said to me and I definitely
did not like her calling me that. "But when I take it out this time you better
kiss it. Otherwise, I'm just gonna stick it in there and not take it out for
the rest of the session."

Ava pulled her foot out of my mouth and put it right back on my face. I
immediately moved my eyes to look at the clock and I saw we still had around
25 minutes left. The thought of spending that amount of time with her foot in
my mouth was enough to scare me into doing the humiliating deed of kissing her
foot.

So I got to work kissing her foot just like this crazy young girl wanted. I
started by kissing the bottom of her cute toes and she looked down at me with
the sweetest most satisfied smile on her face. She then started moving her
foot around so different parts of it were touching my lips. I went from
kissing the bottom of her soles, to the ball of her foot, to her soles, and to
the top of her foot. I could still taste that foot taste as I did it and the
humiliation of the whole thing did not decrease at all.

"He-he, that's right you little bitch" Ava chuckled. "Keep kissing my foot
like the little bitch that you are."

Boy, did I hate the way that Ava was talking to me. I'm a prestigious
businessman, damn it, and some goddamn fucking bratty ass girl had no right to
be talking to me like that. My anger about her talking like that encouraged me
to stop kissing her foot and to push harder to get her off of me. But even all
of my strength combined with all of my rage was not enough to push her off,
despite the fact that she looked like she was putting barely any effort into
holding me down.

"Awe, what's the matter?" Ava continued to tease as she rubbed her foot on my
face some more. "You don't like kissing my foot like a bitch?

The remaining 25 minutes or so of my session I can't really give you as
detailed of a review of what happened because I don't remember as well. In a
nutshell it consisted of Ava holding me down, humiliating me with her feet,
slapping me, tickling me, and continuing to call me a bitch, pussy, etc. I
could do nothing but lie there on my back and take it since I just did not
have the energy or strength to get her off of me.

As the time passed the anger, frustration, and humiliation I felt from what
Ava was doing to me actually turned into a bit of respect for her. I'll admit
that I'm a pretty cocky guy, that's what a lot of money, professional power,
and some good looks will do to a man. Before this match I always used to think
about everything I've accomplished and just how powerful of a dude I was.

But Ava was making me realize that none of that really mattered. Despite all
of the money and business power I had, none of that was relevant now. I could
be the richest man in the world, the best looking guy in the world, and the
leader of the entire world and Ava Adorable would still be able to beat me up.
I could have all of that but she would still have it over me that if we ever
went one-on-one she'd be able to beat me up and humiliate me. That realization
did not make me feel bad at all and for some strange reason it actually made
me feel good.

"Time's up!" Ava suddenly said and she got off of me immediately like she did
not want to give me a second more than I paid for.

I looked up to see the cute young girl just sitting next to me with her knees
bent. I looked at her impressive calf muscles which were right in front of me.
I looked at her sexy feet. I looked at the little bit of sweat that was on her
stomach. And I looked at that cute face of hers. She looked so fucking hot and
now I could feel that my cock was hard.

I then remembered my initial thought of how I was going to walk out of that
hotel room with some kind of sexual favor from this girl. I looked at her
again and I knew for sure that wasn't going to happen. After the beating she
had just given me I had a newfound respect for her and wasn't about to insult
her by asking her for that. I also feared that if I even brought that up that
she might really beat the shit out of me.

But then Ava looked at me with a sweet look on her cute little face. She bent
towards my face with a smile. "You were a ton of fun" Ava said and then she
reached closer and gave me a kiss on the lips. "I really enjoyed doing this
session with you. You were so cute!"

You know they talk about how when a boy gets kissed by a girl for the first
time that boy sees fireworks. I must say that nothing like that ever happened
to me and the first time a girl ever kissed me when I was a kid I didn't think
it was that big a deal. But when this cute, strong, athletic young girl kissed
me on the lips and called me cute I felt like a giddy little boy. Her lips
were so soft and moist and I could taste the sweet stuff she had on her lips.
I smiled and I could feel a tingly feeling going through my body.

"I really want to go out for a few drinks with you now" Ava said to me and now
I really felt excited. "Too bad I have another session to do that will be
showing up soon. But next time I'm in town I'll make sure the calendar is
clear after our session so we can go out and have a little fun."

Boy, was I giddy. This amazing young girl who met up with many random guys
every week wanted to go out and have some fun with me. I didn't push the issue
about going out with her that night since she had already told we'd go out
next time. We gave each other a hug which felt so nice. As I walked out the
door I kept eye contact with her amazingly beautiful eyes and I could tell we
had some kind of connection.

I walked through the hotel parking lot to my car and it was now dark out. I
almost felt like skipping as I felt happier than I had ever felt in my life. I
had just experienced the best hour I ever had and it appeared to be just the
beginning. I was so giddy and so excited about whenever our next session was
going to be so I could enjoy the session and then enjoy our time afterward.

But as I got closer to my car and the giddiness wore off just a little bit I
felt something else that was not nearly as pleasant. My entire body was in a
lot of pain. My ribs felt like they were almost crushed as did all of my
insides. My stomach was starting to grumble in a way that did not feel safe
whatsoever.

The session had messed me up and I felt like I was going to fall right to the
ground. I walked quickly to my car, almost in a run, and I held on to the car
to keep myself from falling over. I opened the driver's side door trying to
take deep breaths and the pain just got worse. I felt very fucked up and I
debated if I should go to the hospital or not.

I forced myself to drive home. Man, every little bump I hit on the drive home
hurt. At one point I hit a small pothole or something just a bit too fast and
it just sent pain through my entire body. I parked the car in my driveway and
slowly got out. I had to walk very slowly into my house and then I just
flopped right on my couch.

Now I lay on my couch just staring at the ceiling. The pain in my body was
most definitely there but now it started turning into a mental thing. That
hour with Ava was so incredibly enjoyable but I suddenly felt like I was
coming off heroin or something. I know Ava and I were just playing around and
everything but being beaten up physically and mentally takes a toll on a man.

I mean not only did just completely dominate me physically but the verbal
stuff was brutal. It was really starting to kick in that I had been held on
the ground, called a little bitch multiple times, and actually forced to kiss
the foot of another human being. Who in there life actually has to experience
something so incredibly degrading? That's the kind of thing people are forced
into years of therapy for and it had just happened to me!

All this time I thought I was so great because of my money, my looks, and my
business skills. But the fact of the matter was that no matter how great I
thought I was, no matter how confident I was in myself, Ava Adorable would
always be able to beat me up and verbally abuse me the way she had did that
night and she would always be superior to me. I just lay on my couch for a few
hours staring at the ceiling feeling depressed about how much of a piece of
shit I truly was. And the whole time my body was still in a lot of physical
pain.

I woke up the next morning after actually getting a great night's sleep. I
felt great and ready to start a new day. I knew it may be months before Ava
came back to my area but I was sure looking forward to it. I wanted to keep
our communication going in the meantime to make sure she remembered me so I
sent her a follow up email thanking her for the session and telling her I was
looking forward to our next meeting during and after the session.

But I got no reply to my email to her. I thought that was a bit strange
considered how well we connected so I just sent her a text message telling her
that I enjoyed our session and hoped her traveling was going well. No
response. I started to feel a little hurt. We connected great. She said I was
so cute. She was already talking about our next session where we could go out
afterward and have a little fun. Now she was just going to completely ignore
me after all of that?

After not getting a response to my text message I decided I'd give Ava a call,
you know just to chat. I thought about blocking my number to see if she was
screening my calls but I thought that may be going a little overboard. When I
made the call I heard that phone ringing and I felt real nervous. What if she
answered the phone and rejected me? After six rings it went to her voicemail
and hearing her sweet voice just made me feel good. I left her the following
message:

"Hey Ava, Les Truman here, just uh calling to say hi and see how your
traveling has been goin'. Gimme a call if you get bored or feel like talkin'."

Days passed and I got no response to my call, text, or email. Now I realized
the truth of the matter. Ava wasn't interested in me the way I misinterpreted
that she was. Her line about how cute and fun I was, was just a line to make
the session that much better. But I was just a customer like everyone else and
that was all I would ever be to her.

Hell, I could appreciate that. I'm a businessperson just like her and you
gotta do what you gotta do in business. I wasn't mad or anything. Either way,
she gave me the best hour of my life and I was very thankful for that. I now
live my days feelin' just a bit better about the world I live in.

So that concludes my little article about my first mixed-wrestling session
experience and I sure hope you all enjoyed it. As I wrap up here I wanna tell
you all that I've got some good news and bad news for you. I'll start with the
bad news to be sure to get that out of the way.

The bad news is that this story is complete fiction, I (Les Truman) do not
exist, and before you all jump to Google looking for session wrestler Ava
Adorable to try to schedule a session with her, I'm sad to tell you that she
doesn't exist either. The good news, however, is that there are plenty of
female session wrestlers out there that you can contact who are always
available to give you a great wrestling experience.

And I got even more good news for ya. Just in case you're not ready to do a
live wrestling session or don't feel like shellin' out the 300 or more dollars
for it, A.J. Brown, the writer of this story, is going to be doing a follow-up
Ava Adorable session story for all of his Fan Club members in October. So if
you just really want to read more about Ava Adorable make sure you email
ajbrown2005@yahoo.com for Fan Club details. And if you would like your own
personal written session with Ava Adorable however you want it, A.J. Brown
also offers custom stories for his fans which you can also email
ajbrown200@yahoo.com if you want more information.

I wish you all a great day, my friends, and just remember that no matter what,
there is probably some cute little girl out there that can kick your ass and
make you feel like you're nothin'.