El Paso -2005 By C Send Comments to: grappler2@mail.com Carol and I received an Invitation to a night of matches in El Paso. Although it is in Texas. It is an 8 hour drive from East Texas. We arrived on a Thursday night. On Friday morning, we checked out El Paso. Neither of us had ever been to El Paso. We met Reberto & Mary the next morning. We had lunch with them. On Friday evening; we attended a get together where two teen matches occurred. Both matches were action filled. We stayed until 11PM and returned to our motel. We were to be at the barn at 1PM. I was in the 2nd match of the day. Carol was in the 12 the match. It was a 15 match card. We had a Dressing Room. The Dressing Room had several amenities including a HDTV closed circuit monitor. She lay naked on the bed with an iced tea to watch the matches while I got dressed. I am: early fifties; 5'11"; 178 pounds with a 7" package. I am wearing black, lace thong which hides nothing with matching pads & MMA gloves. Carol is aroused by my attire and wants to fuck. As much as I am tempted; I hold back and go to the Ring. My opponent is in the Ring. Her name is Christina. She is: 24; 5'7" and weighs 145 with measurements of 37d -28 -37. She is wearing a satin; neon blue, high -legged, low cut one piece swimsuit. Marcus is refereeing our match. He signals for the bell to be rung. Christina comes out swinging. The speed of Christina's punches combined with her power surprise me. She has me backing up and trying to block her blows. She backs me into a corner; fakes a left jab and connects with a Front Snap kick to my balls. I fall to the mat. The punches have taken their toll. The kick causes a wave of general weakness to permeate my entire body. Christina is cheered on by her hometown fans. She pulls me to my feet; traps my arms in the ropes and uses me as a punching bag. Her blows connect with my face, abs and balls. Christina releases me from the ropes. I collapse to the mat. I lie facedown trying to regain my center. I cannot get to my feet. The crowd cheers their girl on. Christina grabs me by my hair and pulls me to my feet. My eyes are glazed over and I can barely stand on my own. She delivers a devastating Spin Kick which knocks me out. To win a Fall; one combatant must verbally submit to the other. I had agreed to a Two out of Three Fall match which appears at this point will result in a major butt-kicking to me. Christina doesn't strip me. She "show-boats" around the Ring which allows me to regain consciousness. I try to get to one knee but Christina sees me move and resumes her Punches & Kicks to all portions of my body. She grabs me by the hair; walks me to a corner and slams my head into the turnbuckle several times. I slump over the bottom rope. She rips off my thong. I am bleeding from my nose, lips and several cuts on my face. My right eye is swollen shut. Blood is dripping from my mouth. Bruises cover my body. Her family cheers her own. Cristina pulls me to the middle of the Ring and applies "The Suspended Ceiling". I scream in agony as Christine pour on the pressure. I shout my submission. I shoot cum all over my body. She makes me eat it. The crowd is aroused as I surrender sexually. Christina squats on my face and pees for several seconds leaving me soaked and marked, She make me lap up the piss which amuse the crowd. I am covered with Christina's piss & mine. The stench is horrid. I sit on my stool trying to develop a strategy. My thought processes are disjointed and a fog engulfs my brain. The bell rings. Christina comes out fast and delivers several haymakers which leave me crawling on the mat. I can barely crawl. She drops a Double Kneedrop across my neck. I begin coughing up blood. Christina pulls me to my feet and Arm Drags me into a corner. My back slams into a corner and I bounce out only to be caught with a Spin Kick which knocks me out. Christina drags me to the center of the Ring. She applies a Figure Four Leglock. I slowly wake up and feel the extreme pain. I am trapped and know that I am trapped. She intensifies the hold which causes me to scream in agony. Christina sits on my face and makes me eat her pussy. The crowd applauds their own. Christina cums four times as I am covered with her jism. A stretcher is brought in. I am loaded on it and taken in an ambulance to a Hospital. I am filled with pain killers as I am taken to the Emergency Room. Carol is worried about me but know she must maintain her focus. Dante is 39:6'0"; 205 pounds with an 8" package. His cock is not just long but very thick. He is wearing a crimson, satin Bikini brief with black pads and MMA gloves. Carol is early forties; 5'4" and weighs 121 pounds with measurements of 34c-23-34. She is wearing a "hot pink" lace bra & thong set with matching pads & MMA gloves. Her match is 2 out of 3 Fall Match. Both enter the Ring. Both are aroused as they go to their corners. Jeff signals for the bell to be rung. As they approach one another. He catches Carol off balance by delivering a right cross to her jaw. Carol maintains her balance but is caught with another right cross which nearly knocks her down. Carol is staggering on her feet with her hands to her side, Dante slams an uppercut t her pussy which lifts her off the ground. Carol collapses to the mat; She clutches her womanhood and moans from the pain. Dante quickly pulls her bra off and tosses it to his corner. He pulls her by the hair to a corner; sets her against the turnbuckle and stomps her breasts. Carol's breasts begin to turn purple from the merciless stomping Dante pulls a dazed Carol to her feet; pushes her into a corner and drives punch after punch into her pussy. He twists the glove at the last second cutting her. Each punch lifts her in the air. With his forearm against her throat; she cannot collapse. Blood begins flowing from her wounded cunt. The blood lust of the crowd infects Dante. He forcefully rams his cock into her pussy. He mounts her on his cock like a head was mounted on a pike in the middle ages. He walks around the Ring with her securely positioned on his cock. He walks around the Ring displaying his prize. Blood runs down her legs as he bounces her which drives his cock deeper. Carol is sobbing and barely conscious. Soon she passes out. The crowd is pleasantly pleased with Dante's performance. His family and friends cheer him on. It is important to teach this "Gringo Bitch" her place. He plans on filling her pussy & ass with his seed. She no longer can defend herself; He rips off her blood soaked thong. The bloodlust in the crowd grows. He slaps on a Cross -Faced Chicken Wing which causes Carol to scream her submission. Dante picks up her thong and slaps her in the face with it. The crowd cheers. Carol sobs. Dante walks back to his corner. Carol spends her intermission on the mat. With 10 seconds to go before the next fall; she uses the ropes to get to her feet. Her pussy is still bleeding as blood runs down her legs. The 2nd Fall begins where the First Fall left off. Dante pounded her in the face, breasts, stomach and pussy. Carol can't defend herself and absorbs a beating. She doesn't give up because her thinking process is so fucked up; she doesn't remember she can quit. She takes punch after punch and kick after kick. In most other Tournaments when someone is being beat this bad the match is called. Dante decides it is time to have real fun. He rams his cock like a dagger in her ass eliciting an unearthly scream. The crowd swoon at the sight of my wife being taken in such a manner. Carol begs for mercy. The sight and sounds just arouse Dante more. He shoots two loads inside her before moving to her cut up pussy. Carol is barely conscious until Dante slaps her to bring her around. Dante shoots two loads in her pussy. Dante then moves to her mouth and Face fucks her until he shoots two loads down her throat. She has cum running out her mouth. She is coughing, sobbing, moaning. Dante laughs at the sight and applies a Sleeper to finish her misery. This is the worst Carol has ever been beaten. She is taken to the ER where she is treated and put in a room with me. We were there a week and a half before we were released. It was a long drive home. We never returned to El Paso for wrestling.