People meet 
By Connor McCloud khengiskhan@hotmail.com
Chapter Two: Control


People meet everyday.

Sometimes for coffee or for a beer. They meet to watch sports or to see a
movie. Sometimes people meet to have an affair, or to meet a hooker, the list
of possibilities is endless.

In this particular case, Joanne and Kathie had met to wrestle and leave with a
clear cut winner. It had started friendly, and to some extent it still was,
but it was serious business, and these woman wanted to win in the worst way.

The match had gone well for Joanne, and she was tired but pleased. She was a
very good wrestler, maybe even better then she had thought, and quite
honestly, she was stronger than she thought, or Kathie was weaker. Regardless,
she had dominated the match so far, using her skill, speed, and strength to
control and force Kathie to submit several times. Jo felt she was ready to
complete her match, and with one more submission, claim victory over Kathie.
Jo knew it wouldn't be easy, Kathie was still dangerous, a wounded animal,
ready to strike and take back the momentum. She would have to really inflict a
beating this time, leave no chance for Kathie to come back.

Kathie was sure this last fall was it for her. If she lost, it was over, if
she won, she might be able to change momentum and claim victory. Jo knew now
was the time. Kathie's confidence was gone, she was tired, sore, and just
about finished.

They circled. Bodies covered in sweat now, muscles larger, and pumped from
being used so much. Joanne's arms, lean and hard, looked even more impressive
with a coating of sweat, and Kathie's muscles buldged in her legs as she
moved. Both woman looked in pleasure at their oponent, and lusted after their
opponent. Jo loved Kathie's legs, wanted to kiss them and touch them, adore
them. Kathie's body looked amazing as she circled, hard, lean, sexy, she was
perfect to Jo. Kathie felt the same about Joanne. Her muscular body was tough
and strong, but at the same time sexy and amazing. She loved how Jo's upper
body was so thick and strong looking, and she wished she had Jo's natural
strength and athleticism.

Joanne held out her hands for Kathie to take them, and after a moment of
relflection, she reluctantly decided to. Both woman were tired as the pushed
into each other, and neither gave an inch. Kathie grunted and Jo grimaced as
they strained, and then Jo gave back a step and Kathie moved with her. Their
fingers locked together as one struggled together, their wrists growing tired
from the pressure.

Joanne suddenly pulled Kathie into her, and now off balance, they both fell to
the floor. Kathie secured a headlock and squeezed Joanne's head as hard as she
possibly could. Joanne used her hands to pry Kathie's hands apart and push her
forward. Joanne, now behind her, leaped into her hard, sending them both to
the floor, but with Joanne on top and behind her. Joanne grabbed Kathies arm,
and wrenched it behind her, driving Kathie face first to the floor. She
kneeled over Kathie now and held her in place until she was ready for her
finishing move. Joanne twisted Kathie's arm visciously until Kathie was
begging her to stop. With her right arm trapped behind her, Joanne rolled
Kathie over, staying behind her, and wrapped her legs around Kathie's stomach,
locking her ankles. Joanne then quickly snaked her left arm around Kathie's
neck and pulled her in tightly. Her hold was complete and done perfectly.
Joanne's right arm and body held Kathie's right arm, making it useless, and
Kathie's left arm alone was simply not strong enough to break the choke.
Joanne's strong legs, ankles locked tightly, pushing outwards, squeezed Kathie
hard, forcing out groans and sigh of pain. Kathie was trapped and she knew it.
Jo's arm choked her cruelly, allowing just enough air so she could breathe,
and Jo's legs crushed her mercilessly to the point she felt a rib might snap.
Joanne knew it was over, but knew she had to hurt Kathie in order to win, so
she did, for several minutes. Jo's legs maintained a wicked body scissor, and
her arm choked Kathie to such an extent that she felt Kathie go limp several
times.

It was over. Joanne felt Kathie's body give up and she was now lying there in
Jo's arms, defeated, and crying.

"Do you submit Kathie?" Jo asked.

"Yes, please let me go Jo, please," Kathie said, fighting back tears.

"Okay, but let's settle this first hun, you know we have to," Joanne said
calmly," are you mine now?"

"Yes, I'm yours," Kathie softly replied.

"Good girl, that's what I wanted to hear hun," Joanne whispered, still wrapped
tightly around Kathie as a sign of domination,"you're ready to admit that you
can't beat me? That I'm the more dominant woman?"

"Yes," Kathie whispered, still unable to breathe well, and her body hurting
badly,"I don't want to wrestle anymore. Please let me go Joanne, please."

"Good Kathie, I'm glad you're able to admit that, I was ready to hurt you
worse if you made me," Joanne whispered in Kathie's ear," I was ready to
punish you to prove to you that you're submissive to me, but you know that
now. I could hold you here all night if I wanted to, you know that don't you?"

Joanne's strong body pulled Kathie strongly, her legs squeezing and her arms
grinding her. Kathie's limp body simply collasped into Joanne, unable and
unwilling to even struggle a little. Joanne, knowing she had to completely
break Kathie in order for her to admit total defeat, decided to keep Kathie
there in her trap. Joanne's legs were snaked so tightly, that even the
slightest flex caused Kathie to moan and wimper in pain. Joanne pulled Kathie
just a few feet so Joanne could rest her back against a couch, and there she
held Kathie in her punishing lock.

Kathie was phyically and emotionally broken, she stopped resisting completely
and begged Joanne to let her go, but Joanne refused to.

"I'll let you go when I'm ready to hun," Joanne replied softly," I'm not
finished with you yet."

"Please stop hurting me Jo, please," Kathie sobbed," I'll do anything, just
let me go."

"Yes, I know you will, you don't have any choice. We both knew it would come
to this and we both agreed to do this, knowing that one of us was going lose.
I know you're upset, but you're not in a position to ask for anything, you'll
do as I say, understand hun?" Joanne asked, licking Kathie's ear as she spoke.

"Yes," Kathie said.

"I want to hear you say it before I let you go, because when I let you go,
you'll do exactly as I say," Jo said sternly," I'm not some dominatrix sweety,
you know that, but you're mine now, my toy. If you don't do as I ask, I'll
hurt you worse, but I think you know that."

"Yes I know," Kathie cried, tears running freely," I'm yours, please stop Jo,
it hurts so bad, please Jo, please."

Joanne knew that Kathie was broken now. After months of cyber wrestling, the
question had been answered, and Joanne was pleased with the results. Joanne
couldn't have Kathie more in her control, and she loved it. Kathie's limp body
just rested between her legs, motionless, the only motion was slight movements
as Kathie sobbed a little.

Joanne finally decided that Kathie was done, she tightened her legs one last
time, crushing Kathie who could barely even moan, and choking her until Jo
though Kathie might have passed out. She released Kathie who just collasped to
the floor on her side, barely moving at all. Joanne moved and sat down near
Kathie, smiling, and looking at her and then she moved her foot near Kathie's
mouth and pushed her toes into Kathie's mouth. Kathie's eyes opened a little,
but she didn't question Joanne, she simply started sucking her toes. Jo
smiled, and allowed Kathie to suck on her toes and lick them. This could be
fun Jo thought to herself.

Kathie's body was broken and beaten. Emotionally she was scared and confused.
She thought she would win, but never really thought of what winning would
mean. Jo and Kathie had often taken the loser as theirs after a victory, but
that was cyber, wasn't this different? She had considered winning and then
taking Jo after the match, but never truly thought it through. Kathie had
thought about losing, but never thought about the consequences of it. She knew
a winner had to be decided, and deep down knew that the match would be rough,
but she never thought she would lose and then be played with. Now here she
was, having been beaten several times, out wrestled, out muscled by Jo, who
had proved that she was simply better. She felt helpless and now a little
scared.

She rested as she kissed and licked Jo's feet. It was over, or was it? She
felt like she had some strength left, and the rules were you had to be
completely beaten. Kathie knew that even though she was beaten, she had some
fight left in her, she was just saving it, for one chance to change things.

To be continued.....