Happy Birthday! Now Submit
By Connor McCloud



comments/suggestions welcomed at khengiskhan@hotmail.com

This story is fiction. None of the events in this story ever took place
besides in my vivid imagination :)

"You're not getting that for your birthday," Sarah said firmly.

"Ok, I'm just answering your question, you asked," I answered.

"That would be crazy for me to get you, with the way you are. It would be like
feeding a fire gasoline," she smirked.

"Ok hun, I'd like some socks then," I laughed.

"Pete, I can't possibly let you wrestle with some strange woman. You do it
once, and then if you enjoyed it, you would want it all the time. I'm not sure
you would really like it though," Sarah said.

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

"You like wrestling with me, but that's different in a way. You know that you
and I only wrestle so hard, then we ease up. Plus I don't know many good
moves. A woman who did that all the time, is not only stronger than I am,
which by the way makes her stronger than you, but she's much better than me at
wrestling. I can hold my own with you, I win more than half our matches, but a
pro would really kick your ass. You sure you want your ass kicked like that?"
she asked, wanting a truthful response.

"I think I could hold my own with one of the woman that we have watched in
videos. I'd like to see one submit for my birthday. You don't think I could
win?" I asked.

"No, you would get beat up. Wrestle with me and just be happy I don't beat you
more than I already do. You're not getting a wrestle for your birthday, no
way," she said, smiling and walking away.

Sarah and I have been married 6 years and we have a nice marriage. We are your
ordinary couple, besides the fact that we enjoy being physical together and we
wrestle around. They are usually playful matches, sometimes a little more
serious. Sarah is only 5'1" but she's a solid 130, which is all muscle in her
legs and lower body. Her body is not fat, but she's built like a little fire
hydrant, and her legs are deadly strong. I'm much taller, about 5'10" and I
weigh around 180. You would think with the difference in size I could dominate
her, but I certainly don't. Her great lower body strength evens out my size
advantage, and she's very good at wrestling. She's quicker than me, and she
has enough upper body strength to keep me on my toes. I can beat her at arm
wrestling, but it's a battle. She always says that I'm probably stronger, she
emphasizes the word "probably", but she has everything else in her favor,
speed, quickness, and skill. She's right. I have lost many times to Sarah,
both of us trying very hard to win. I just shake my head, and take my loss
like a good loser. I don't like losing to her, but I can admit the fact that
she's just better than me. I know that if we had to wrestle just on time and
it meant the world title or something, she would win.

She became much better watching tapes and streaming video. We each have our
favorites and we try to learn new moves all the time. Sarah has many that she
thinks are good, but her favorite is Charlene Rink. For a long time Sarah
thought the famous Ziggy was the best, but after watching Charlene a few
times, she thought Charlene just had more to offer. She never said she thought
one was better, she just thought Charlene had a certain toughness to her that
she liked to watch. I had to agree that Charlene did seem to be going 100% in
her matches, and she certainly enjoyed winning and forcing her opponent to
submit. I always told Sarah I wish she cared more about winning, it would make
our matches even more competitive. Sarah just laughs and tells me to worry
about winning the match myself and not worry about her enjoyment.

This year my birthday fell on a saturday night, and Sarah told me midweek to
not make any plans because she had something planned for my birthday. I never
asked what she had planned, I was just happy that she wanted to do something
nice for me, or for us both. That saturday morning, Sarah went to the gym and
then said she was going out shopping for my birthday. She told me to be home
at 5pm if I had to go out, because my birthday surprise would happen then. I
went about my day, couple of errands, a few drinks with a friend, and made
sure I was home around 4pm.

I saw Sarah's car pulling into the driveway around 6pm or so. I didn't really
look to see her walk in, as I had a football game on, and it was down to the
wire. I heard her yell hello and happy birthday and she walked in, and I
yelled back I was in the living room. She came walking into the living room a
few minutes later.

"Happy birthday hun! I have a surprise for you!" Sarah said happily.

"Oh yeah, what's that? A wide variety of tube socks?" I laughed, without
turning around.

"Not quite," I heard a voice answer.

I turned around and there was Charlene Rink. She walked over to me and put her
right hand out.

"Nice to meet you Pete, I'm Charlene," she said.

I smiled at her, shocked but thrilled that she was here," I Charlene, I can't
believe you're in my living room. This is a huge surprise."

"Sarah said you would shocked," she answered.

"Happy birthday hun!" Sarah said," I hope you like your present."

"Are you kidding!" I said," I can't believe it."

Charlene smiled, probably feeling a little weird that I was so happy to have
her there. We sat down and talked for a little while. Charlene explained how
she got involved in wrestling, and how she learned to be so skillful. Sarah
explained how she set this up, and how excited she was that she made it
happen. I just sat there, totally in shock that Charlene was there. I mean
it's not like Jennifer Lopez or Madonna was sitting there, but for me it was a
big thing. She had a star like qualities in my book. She was even prettier in
person, and almost bigger than you would think. She laughed a lot and was very
cool about the whole thing.

"So," Sarah explained," I got in touch with her through emails, explained what
I wanted to do, and asked her if she was interested. I paid to fly her in, and
told her I would put her in a hotel or she could stay in our guest room, and
she leaves in the morning. Charlene laughed Pete, she said she couldn't
imagine someone wanting to get his ass kicked for his birthday."

"That's a good point," I smirked," but I'd like a chance to prove that wrong."

"You'll have your chance, but my money is on Charlene. I don't think you have
any chance against her. She was telling me stories about guys she has beaten.
They are surprised at first, but by the time it's done, they understand they
were defeated by the better wrestler, regardless of sex, size, or whatever."

"I have beaten some big guys," Charlene said," much bigger than you. When you
face a larger opponent, male or female, it's important to make them smaller by
getting them on the ground. Once you have them down, you slowly drain their
energy by using different holds. I like to use my stamina to wear down my
opponent, it's a great way to win."

"So strength doesn't mean that much?" I asked.

"It does, but not if you're strong with no skill. Sometimes someone is so
strong that even without much skill they can win, but it's not that common. I
have had hard matches against big and small wrestlers. I think the hardest
matches are against people that have this will to continue, they refuse to
give up. Even someone with very little skill can be a hard match because you
have to really hurt him or her to make him or her submit. A big heart goes a
long way," Charlene explained.

I listened intently to every word. I knew what she was saying was true, but
coming from her mouth was like sitting there talking with the president about
politics. After a little while, Sarah broke it up.

"I didn't pay her to come here and talk all night, Sarah said," plus I think
I'm ready to see Charlene make you cry uncle."

"I'm ready," Charlene said, turning towards me and giving me an inviting grin.

We moved into the family room, and Sarah walked in after us with some floor
mats she began to roll out. I had no idea where she had hidden these mats, but
she enough of them to make a 10 X 10 area. Sarah threw some shorts at me, and
motioned for me to put them on. When I came back into the room, Charlene had
taken off her clothes, and was now dressed in a bikini like bottom, and a
black sports bra top. She looked incredible in person. She bottom screamed
athlete. In person, she was more imposing, her muscles seemed bigger and
harder. There was basically no fat on her, her legs were dense with muscle,
which tensed up and danced as she moved around. Big, powerful quads and thick
hamstrings were the result of many years of training. There was no part of her
which seemed vulnerable. Her arms looked thicker in person, and I suddenly
felt a little ashamed because I knew her arms looked much better than mine. To
say I was in awe is an understatement. She limbered up, stretching and
performing various exercises. She dropped down and did 20 pushups like
nothing, then peformed a bunch of crunches. I have never been around anyone
that was in the shape that Charlene was in, at least not this close. Her body
was perfection, and I felt nervous.

I think I had watched Charlene is maybe three videos, one against a guy, so I
tried to plan for what she might do. I knew she wanted to wrap me up. Charlene
loved using her strong legs to squash her opponents into submission, not only
body scissors, but head as well. If I had a plan it would be, stay away from
her legs, and hope for the best. Some plan.

Charlene looked over at me and smiled,"ok birthday boy I'm ready when you are.
Sarah says this is by submission only, that ok with you?"

"You got it," I replied, trying to sound confident.

"This is gonna be good," Sarah giggled from behind me.

Charlene and I moved closer, and then started circling. She crouched low as I
got closer, dropping as low as she could, and bobbing and she circled. Her
hands darted out a few times, smacking my hand away, and giving herself
distance. I lunged towards her, trying to catch her leg and knock her off
balance, but she read my move, and pushed me to the side. As I fell, she came
with me, and with amazing speed and skill, she started snaking her body around
mine. What surprised me the most about her wasn't her legs, which I knew were
strong, it was her upper body. Her arms and wrapped around my head, and she
applied a painful side headlock. She used her arms to grind my head until she
drove into the mat. Unlike Sarah, who tried not to hurt me, Charlene was 100%
attack, and she squeezed as hard as she could. Charlene also snaked her legs
around one of mine, and she used her lower body to hold me in place. In fact
her legs were so strong I felt like she might snap my leg in two as she
squeezed. I pried at her hands and arms to get her off me, but she had me
totally in control. Several times she altered her balance or her hands just to
perfect her hold, but it was over before it had started. She gave me a tight
squeeze, and I gave up, slapping my hand against the mat.

"That was quick," Sarah laughed.

"Good hold," I said to Charlene, who just smiled at me, almost
sympathetically.

She didn't say anything, but moved into position to start again. We circled,
and this time Charlene lunged at me. She grabbed my leg and picked it up,
knocking me off balance and sending me crashing to the floor. Charlene was on
me immediately. She moved around until she was directly behind me, and I felt
her snake her arms around me. She felt like she weighed 400 pounds as she
pushed me forward, sending me flat on my stomach, with her on top of me. She
performed a perfect full nelson, and applied great pressure to my arms and
shoulders. While doing this, she forced a leg under me, and then rolled me
over, catching my body now with both legs and utilizing a body scissor. Talk
about being helpless. I didn't think she would be this strong. She crushed me
with her legs now, her full nelson almost an after thought. Charlene liked to
open her legs and then snap them shut, squeezing hard as she closed her trap.
I cried out in pain, and gave up immediately.

"Jesus you're strong," I said looking at her with a blank stare.

"Not bad for a little girl," she smiled, giving me a double bicep pose.

"Talk about getting killed Pete," Sarah said from the peanut gallery," she's
wiping the mat with you. At least put up a fight."

Charlene popped up ready for another round. She was only getting warmed up. I
got up slowly and we started again. This time Charlene came at me, but she
didn't try to fool me, she smashed into me. Her superior physical strength
pushed me backwards and she absolutely threw me to the floor. Talk about being
manhandled, Charlene was a real force. She was all over me again, wrapping
herself around me, in anyway she could. Her body was so much stronger than
mine, that when our bodies were pressed together, she simply moved me wherever
she pleased. Charlene began to play with me a little, knowing she was full
control. I tried as hard as I could to break free, but she was too strong. At
one point she kneeled over me, and locked her knees on either side of my chest
and stomach. She held her hands up and motioned for me to lock hands with her,
like she was giving me a chance to get her off. When we locked hands, she
slowly started forcing my hands to the floor. I tried desperately to stop her,
but I just couldn't match her strength and moments later, my hands were to the
mat. I tried as hard as I could to get her off, but I couldn't move her.

"I know it's submission only, but you're pinned Pete," she said smiling.

"Yeah, I give up," I said annoyed at how bad she was beating me.

She jumped up and was ready to go again before I had even got off the floor.

Charlene circled quickly, almost skipping as she moved, and then she moved in
quickly. I was simply no match for her. Her quickness was one thing, but her
strength was incredible. She dominated me completely this time. She basically
picked me up and slammed me down. Before I knew what was happening, she had
her legs around me stomach and she was grinding into submission. Charlene
truly had no mercy, we were battling and she was playing to win, can't blame
her for that. I simply could not escape her legs, and when I tried to, she
captured one arm, leaving me helpless to fight her off. Charlene never stopped
squeezing until I gave up.

"Unbelievable," I stammered.

"I'm a lot stronger than I look, and that's important. It's one thing to be
skillful, it's another thing to have the strength to make the holds effective.
If my legs weren't as strong as they are, I could squeeze you all day, but you
wouldn't give up. There's many things that go into making a good wrestler,
especially a submission wrestler, and strength is a very important part.
Although, I have seen people with a lot less strength win because of great
skill and holds. Everyone is different."

"Well, you're stronger, faster, more skillful, all of that," I laughed.

"That maybe true, you ready Sarah?" Charlene asked.

"What? You're going to wrestle her?" I asked.

"Someone has to beat her," Sarah said smiling.

Sarah removed her clothes and to reveal only a bathing suit style bottom. Then
to my amazement, she took off her shirt and bra and stood there facing
Charlene topless.

"I want to see what it feels like topless, I see you wrestling that way all
the time," Sarah said.

"Fine with me," Charlene said, removing her top as well.

I stood there in total shock as my wife and Charlene started circling.
Charlene looked to be 3 or 4 inches taller than Sarah, but Sarah didn't look
that out of place. Sarah's muscular legs flexed as she circled, and her arms
looked more defined than I had remembered. The two of them circling was very
exciting to me. I knew in my heart of hearts that Sarah was the better
wrestler between the two of us, but more importantly, she was the tougher one.
If either of us had a chance it was her not me.

Charlene danced and moved around Sarah, cautiously feeling her movements out
and waiting for an opening. Charlene darted forward and made an attempt to
grab Sarah's leg, but she found out that Sarah was no pushover. Sarah blocked
her attempt, and was able to move over Charlene, wrapping her arms around her
neck and forcing her to her knees. Sarah locked in her reverse headlock
tighter, and Charlene struggled to free herself. They both fell to the ground
now, both on their stomachs facing each other, but Sarah had a tight reverse
headlock/facelock that was making Charlene squirm. Charlene was able to
finally get the leverage and began breaking Sarah's grip, but Sarah feeling
this, moved forward quickly and tried to catch Charlene's head between her
legs. Sarah's attempts at a head scissor failed and Charlene rolled to the
side and out of reach.

The two circled again, and this time Sarah made the advance. She tried to
throw Charlene off balance, but Charlene instead sidestepped and moved in
behind Sarah. Charlene wrapped her up and worked her arms into a full nelson.
Sarah tried to escape by letting herself fall, but Charlene stayed with her.
As they fell, Charlene wrapped her legs around her midsection, then pulled
Sarah into her, snaking her arm around her neck in a chokehold. Sarah fought
valiantly to break free, but once Charlene locked it in, Sarah was all done.
Charlene's muscular arms squeezed the life out of Sarah, and Sarah stopped
fighting knowing it was over. Charlene locked her legs in tighter, even though
she knew she had won, she wanted to make the hold perfect. Sarah was perfectly
enveloped by this fighting machine, Charlene squeezed her legs tight and Sarah
face distorted in pain. Sarah let her hands fall to her sides and then tapped
Charlene's leg to submit.

Charlene uncoiled her powerful body from around Sarah and quickly popped up to
go again. It was awesome to witness; Charlene's muscular body wrapped tightly
around Sarah forcing her to submit. Charlene's attitude became serious after
she realized Sarah was a tough cookie, you could see she did not want to lose
to Sarah.

The two circled again without anything being said. The determination was scary
to see, Sarah never looked that serious wrestling me, maybe she knew she could
play around and still beat me. They locked up again and fought to throw the
other off balance. They struggled fiercely, falling to the ground and rolling
across the mat. Arms and legs were tangled and locked in a desperate struggle
to gain the advantage.

They ended up in a position where they were facing each other, breast pushed
against breast, with their legs locked around the others. Charlene had worked
her powerful arms lower and she began to use a bear hug to squeeze Sarah and
try to gain a submission. Charlene's arms bulged with muscles as she squeezed
tighter and tighter, constantly grinding herself into Sarah. Sarah 's arms
were higher than Charlene's and she only managed a weak front headlock, which
wasn't causing much damage. I didn't know if Charlene had the strength to
force a submission with a bear hug, but her hold seemed to be taking its toll
on Sarah. Sarah moaned a few times, but at the same time I heard Charlene moan
herself. I realized that Sarah legs were tightly squeezing Charlene's leg, and
that the leg lock was beginning to hurt Charlene.

The two struggled like this for several moments, but it became evident that
Charlene's bear hug was losing steam and she seemed more concerned about her
leg going numb. Sarah pushed away from Charlene, who began trying to pry
Sarah's legs apart with her hands and free leg. Sarah contracted and flexed
her legs fiercely seeing Charlene was in real pain, but Charlene broke free
and rolled clear.

Sarah didn't wait for Charlene to gain her composure but lunged after her. She
jumped on Charlene, who was on her hands and knees and knocked her onto her
stomach. Sarah began to snake her body around Charlene, who was now on the
defensive. Sarah locked in a body scissor, and rolled Charlene onto her side.
She squeezed Charlene hard and Charlene actually cried in pain. Charlene
pushed at Sarah's ankles trying to break the hold, while Sarah tried to pull
Charlene close to her to grab her arms.

I personally would have given up a long time ago, but Charlene refused. With a
last effort Charlene was able to unlock her ankles and separate herself from
Sarah. It was an epic struggle. They clashed again immediately, this time
Charlene used her superior upper body strength to topple Sarah over and gain
the advantage. This time it was Charlene that applied a brutal body scissor.
She didn't try to grab Sarah's arms, but laid on her own side, totally focused
on her hold. Sarah pushed and squirmed, but she could not escape Charlene's
hold. Sarah started to twist and moved until she was kneeling with Charlene
below her, then she actually began to stand, pulling Charlene with her. It was
incredible! Charlene never released her Body scissor and Sarah was standing
with Charlene suspended in the air. Charlene just hugged Sarah tightly,
refusing to let go, and Sarah stumbled almost falling twice.

I just watched my mouth wide open in total shock at what I was seeing. Without
warning Sarah let Charlene fall backwards and Charlene crashed to the floor
with a thud. Charlene's hold was broken as the two crashed to the floor, and
they both scrambled for the upper hand. Sarah's quickness paid off as she was
able to move over Charlene and quickly trap her head between her legs. Sarah's
legs clamped shut immediately, and Sarah rolled them both over. Sarah trapped
one of Charlene's arms and pulled it into her. Sarah had an almost evil look
on her face, and she reached down grabbing Charlene's head and she pulled it
tighter into her crotch. Charlene was flat on her back now and Sarah had her
trapped perfectly. Sarah was able to grab and hold both of Charlene's arms by
pulling her wrists back towards her. Charlene bucked a few times to break
free, but when Sarah poured on the pressure Charlene's face grimaced with
pain.

"I give," Charlene said, her voice muffled between Sarah's powerful legs.

"Happy birthday Pete, you got your wish," Sarah said happily, releasing
Charlene and winking at me," you got to see one of them submit, it just wasn't
you that made them give up."

"It's close enough," I said, walking over and hugging Sarah.

"Good match," Charlene said, holding her neck, "that was a great head scissor,
maybe the tightest I've ever felt."

"Thanks," Sarah replied," although I thought you had me there a few times."

"Me too," Charlene smiled.

We spent the next few hours taking turns wrestling each other. Even on my
birthday I couldn't win, but I had fun trying. Charlene and Sarah remained
competitive throughout, and although Charlene won more than she lost, Sarah
gave her hard fought matches every time. Charlene took a taxi to a hotel later
that night. She was great, it was a pleasure to have met her.

Sarah handed me a birthday card after Charlene had left. On the front was a
big HAPPY BIRTHDAY! and inside was a picture of Charlene smiling and crushing
some poor sole between her legs with the caption "NOW SUBMIT!" above them.