The Mixed Wrestling Tournament 2 Part 2
by Bob Barron  folklore81@yahoo.com
Brent longs to get his elusive win over Sara, but first they must get through a brutal 16-person mixed wrestling tournament.



This is the second part of my story; you can read part 1 at-
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc21/mixedwrestling2-01.txt

This story is a sequel to other stories I have written, you can read them
here- http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc15/sara2.txt
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc15/brentreturn1.txt
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc18/handicappedhell.txt
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc18/mixedwrestlingvideo.txt

(Unlike previous mixed wrestling stories- Brent narrates this)





Round 2-


Sara v. Mitch
Christina v. Bob
Jennifer v. Petr
Alana v. Brent

Round 2 seemed like it could be good. While most of the results seemed
obvious except for one match, the matches all looked like they could be
really competitive and fun to watch. Even though I expected to beat Alana,
I knew not to underestimate her, especially after what he did to Scott.


Sara v. Mitch


Sara-Mitch was the finals of the first ever Mixed Wrestling Tournament in a
Last Person Standing Match. Sara won by locking him in a Crippler
Crossface, delivering two flying elbowdrops and locking in a headscissors.
I watched the match on tape and the shitkicking she gave him was brutal.

As boyfriend and girlfriend, Mitch and Sara wrestled each other all the
time and Sara defeated him all the time, to the point where Sara started
taking him on in handicapped matches and winning those too. Mitch was a
great guy though and didn’t act like a chauvinist male or anything. He
always congratulated Sara after each win and encouraged her to keep
wrestling. Mitch was pretty good at wrestling, it’s just that Sara always
overwhelmed him and just ended up beating him down. But to Mitch’s credit,
he never gave up and always gave it his all in their matches. I think he
also enjoyed Sara’s post-match smothers and facesitting. Even though she
usually wrestled topless v. Mitch, she wanted to put over the importance of
the tournament, so she wrestled in a bra and thong

Sara and Mitch shook hands and both smiled at each other. Mitch called for
a test of strength and then out of nowhere drove Sara to the mat and tried
to pin her.  Mitch tried to pin her shoulders down but Sara was too strong
and was pushing Mitch up. She then flopped around and got her legs around
him, which caused Mitch to wince in pain. He had to lighten his grip, and
Sara let him go and they were facing each other. Sara nodded at him for his
good move and he smiled back. Sara then called for a test of strength and
Mitch accepted. Out of nowhere, Sara kneed him in the gut and suplexed him.
“Two can play your game Mitchell,” she said. She let Mitch get up and they
both decided to call for a legit test of strength. They locked hands and
grunted. Sara gave a big push and soon Mitch’s was on his knees on the mat,
having learned his girlfriend was stronger then him. Sara then released the
hold and quickly kneed Mitch in the chest and he fell to the mat. She tried
to drop an elbow but Mitch moved. So far I was impressed that he was
holding his own.

Mitch then got up and put up his fists. Punching was allowed in round 2!
Sara nodded at him and put up her fists, I think she was a little pissed
that Mitch was doing okay. Sara threw caution at the wind and just charged
at him with punches. Mitch tried to fight back, but Sara is wicked fast and
it was hard. She came in and was rocking his body with his shots. Mitch did
the best thing he could. He was finally able to block one of her shots and
nailed her right in her left tit. Sara gasped and Mitch smiled and he got
her two more times in her left tit. Sara got on her knees and Mitch went in
for some more titty shots. He fell into Sara’s trap though as Sara nailed
him right in the balls. Mitch collapsed to one knee and Sara walloped him
in the face and he fell down. Sara was pissed as her tit was throbbing with
pain. She picked Mitch up and drilled him with two suplexes and then picked
him up again and started chopping him. Sara made his chest red, just like
her tit. Sara didn’t say anything, she just had this intense look on her
face and Mitch was moaning in pain. Sara monkeyflipped him out and then
locked in a Boston crab but Mitch was too close to “the ropes” and she had
to break it. She slingshotted Mitch up and then caught him a German suplex
that looked so painful and Mitch’s cry confirmed that.

Sara picked him up again, and said, “I’m done with you, you bitch,” and
gave him another ballshot that about made Mitch blackout from the pain.
Mitch was now lying faceup, in perfect position for one of Sara’s
finishers. Soon enough, she drilled him with a flying elbow and then locked
in her headscissors. Mitch was on the verge of being KOed and could only
tap wildly on the mat and mutter, “I give. Let me go please.”

Sara let go and stood over him. She rubbed her sore left tit and undid her
bra and threw it right at his face. She then sat on him and gave him a
breast smother that was turning all the guys on. Knowing Mitch had enough,
she stood up and said, “Yea, I really don’t like getting hit in the tits.
It really hurts.”

Not to worry, when he had somewhat recovered, Mitch and Sara shook hands
and were laughing at the tit and ballshots. It never ceased to amaze me how
he was so okay about being dominated by her.


Bob v. Christina


This was probably the toughest match to handicap. Christina was new on the
scene, but shocked everyone by upsetting Mitch in her first match and then
getting a convincing win over Jim. She also held her own in other matches.
Bob was quick, but he lacked strength and was constantly getting
overpowered by stronger women. Bob had beaten Christina before and she was
looking to exact some revenge. Christina was wearing a blue bra, instead of
the black one she had earlier. She also changed to a thong instead of
regular panties.

Bob and Christina eyed each other warily. They locked up and after a short
struggle, Christina was able to push him back. They went to lockup again
but Bob surprised her with an armdrag and held on with an armbar. Christina
used her strength and pushed him off but Bob quickly ran at her with a
shoulder tackle. Christina didn’t go down though and she just smiled at
Bob. She then ran at Bob and knocked him down with a shoulder and flexed at
him. Bob got up, a bit embarrassed, and asked for a test of strength.
Christina said of course. And just like in the previous match, despite the
male’s best efforts, he soon found himself on his knees grimacing in pain.
Christina released it, flexed at him again and then rubbed her ass in his
face. She turned around and Bob met her with a punch to the stomach. Bob
got up and nailed her twice in her right tit. He said to Mitch, “I’m trying
a different tactic.” Christina yelled in pain and Bob put her on the mat
with a couple more body shots.  He stood over her and said, “I may not be
that strong but a rookie girl like you shouldn’t taunt a guy like that.”
This friendly match had gotten a bit personal.

Christina got up and flew at Bob with a lariat that knocked both on the
ground. Christina climbed on top of him and attempted to get him a
schoolgirl pin. Christina’s strength proved to help her as she got several
two counts on him but Bob wouldn’t stay down. Christina then let up, winked
at Bob and flexed again. Bob flipped her off and dove at her and tried to
get a schoolgirl pin of his own. But once again Christina’s strength
prevented Bob from getting any sort of pinfall and she pushed her way up
and they faced off in centre position. Christina then put up her fists as
she wanted another slugfest. Bob smiled and nodded. They went at it again
and Bob had tits on his mind. Christina knew this and when Bob went for her
tits she was able to get out of the way and attack Bob, who had left his
body wide open. Christina kept ravaging him with body shots and just went
it appeared Bob would go down, she got on one knee and dropped him with a
ballshot.

Bob let out a big moan in pain and Christina had an evil laugh. Christina
then went over to Bob and slapped him and began to work on his legs setting
up her Sharpshooter as Bob groaned in pain. Bob kept trying to reverse her
leg work but Christina used her strength to keep her down and methodically
worked him over. After a few minutes, she locked in her Sharpshooter. She
started screaming at him to tap, but Bob gritted his teeth and pulled his
way to “the ropes”. Christina broke the hold and locked it in again, but
again, she was too close and Bob was able to paw his away over and cause
the hold to be broken.

Christina was getting really pissed now. Two times she had locked in her
finisher, and two times Bob survived. She stood over him wondering what to
do, and Bob used that opportunity to get a small package for 2. Bob got up
now and ducked a Christina clothesline attempt and armdragged her. He was
able to stand despite his legs giving him pain. Christina charged at him
but Bob got put his hands up and got an overhead throw and threw her to the
mat. Christina was getting really frustrated now (classic rookie mistake)
and ran at Bob again. Bob tripped her up and locked in a crippler
crossface! The guys were going crazy hoping Christina would tap. Christina
was a tough son of a bitch and she powered out of the hold by rolling out
of it and breaking Bob’s grasp.

Christina and Bob were face to face again and Christina spit at him and put
up her fists. It was time for round three. Bob knew Christina would be
going for his balls so he knew he had to use his speed to dodge her.
Christina crept in close and Bob knew what she was going to do, so he moved
to the side and fired at her midsection. It hurt but not enough, and
Christina looked annoyed and went in for the kill. Bob kept avoiding her
and kept frustrating her, waiting for Christina to stop protecting herself.
Christina badly whiffed with a 1-2 combo and Bob saw his opening. He went
after her tits with a vengeance and Christina could only moan. Even though
Christina was in phenomenal pain, Bob knew he needed something more. He
didn’t want to hit her in the face, but knew that his balls were sore and
knew she’d do the same thing so he nailed her right in the face, catching
her square in the nose! The males cheered and blood started coming from
Christina’s nose and then she slumped to the mat. Bob used the opportunity
to drive her into the mat.

Bob proceeded to stretch her shoulder with armbars, and drop elbows on it
to make it uncomfortable. She wouldn’t tap since it wasn’t that painful,
but life was not good for Christina and she kept moaning and trying to stop
the blood flow from her nose. After a few minutes of shoulder work, Bob got
a sick smile on his face. He went to the top and came down with a stomp
right on her arm/shoulder and Christina screamed in pain. Bob then did a
wave off gesture and he locked in a crippler crossface. A crippler
crossface is bad enough, but when you have a probable broken nose and
someone’s arms are pushing right back on it, well I’d imagine it’d be very
painful. Christina was screaming in pain, which helped muffle the boys
cheers. Bob was yelling “Come on Christina! Come on. Tap!!” Christina kept
trying to use her strength to power out, but Bob was the stronger one now
and he held on as Christina was just suffering. After a few minutes of what
must’ve been agony, Christina yelled, “GOD DAMNIT. I GIVE. I GIVE. FUCK!”
and she began tapping the mat. Bob held on for another second, as he
couldn’t believe he had made a woman tap out.

Bob released the hold and Christina lay there face first on the mat taking
it all in. Even though Christina had past demons that caused them, Bob
didn’t like her post-match attacks so he decided to get some revenge. He
went up to Christina and kicked her in her side and then punched her. To
add insult, he undid her bra and whipped her with it, before standing over
and flexing and saying, “Who is the stronger one now bitch?” Bob was
usually a mild mannered guy who always had fun before/after his matches,
but this match had brought a killer instinct out of him and he seemed all
business. I was happy seeing the boys take this as seriously as the girls
did. Even though they both wanted more girls in the semifinals, Sara and
Jennifer both congratulated Bob on his victory and gave him hugs.


Jennifer v. Petr


These two had a tough match to follow, and the result wasn’t in doubt here.
Even though he was my good friend, I never thought Petr was that strong
before he started wrestling women and well seeing him wrestle women only
proved my point. Jennifer was much stronger then Petr and a better
wrestler. Petr sometimes could make Jennifer work for a victory so if he
didn’t pull off an upset, my hope was for Petr to at least soften her up a
bit in case I had to face her. Jennifer wrestled in her bra and a thong.

Jennifer kept glaring over at me since she assumed I would beat a 16-year-
old girl. Jennifer and Petr faced off and they locked up. Jennifer pushed
him back and gave him a big chop. She then flung Petr out of the corner.
Unfortunately just as Petr got up, Jennifer drilled him with a clothesline.
Jennifer covered but Petr kicked out. Usually I think Jennifer would toy
with Petr for a bit, but in a tournament setting you have to get the win as
fast possible.

Jennifer picked Petr up and went for another clothesline but Petr ducked
and was able to roll her up for two. As Jennifer was getting up, Petr was
able to trip her up and keep her on the mat. He dropped a couple quick
elbows to her amazing abs and then went for a Boston Crab. One problem
though, Jennifer was too strong. Jennifer kept grunting and Petr couldn’t
turn her over. Petr went to deliver a splash. He hit it, but one problem.
Jennifer caught him, got up (still holding him) and said, “You’re gonna die
Petr. This is for you Brent.” Jennifer then pissed me off, by planting Petr
with my finishing hold, the running powerslam. I glared back at her and she
smiled a wicked smile at me. She kicked at Petr’s shoulder a bunch of times
to soften it up and hit it with some wickedly hard shots. She then said,
“See you in the semis Brent,” and locked in her finisher, the Regal
Stretch. Petr instantly started shouting and yelling in pain and screamed
his submission.

Jennifer yelled out, “If I face Brent Petr, who is going to win. Who you
little bitch?”
Petr screamed, “Ahhhh owwww you are Jennifer. Shit, let me go please!”
“Good answer, you pussy.”

Jennifer walked right up to me and said,” Beat that big man.” I wanted to
punch her in the face so badly, but knew I had to concentrate on my next
match, and if I won that, then I could punish Jennifer.


Brent v. Alana


Alana had shocked everyone by convincingly beating Scott, the oldest
wrestler here. I was very confident I was going to defeat her, but after
seeing what she did to Scott, I knew not to be overconfident. I really
wanted to send a message to Jennifer with a convincing win.

Alana was wearing her bikini from round 1 and I just smiled at her and we
shook hands. We locked up and well, it was a joke. I threw her right to the
mat below. We locked up again, same result. Alana then flew at me and tried
to take me down but I resisted and threw her off of me. Alana came at me
again, and as I was trying to throw her off, she nailed me in the balls.

That hurt as you can imagine and I slumped down. Alana charged at me with a
forearm and I was on the mat trying to recover. She knew this was her
chance for victory. Even though I was pain, I couldn’t completely hate on
her for it, she was 16 and facing a much stronger male. Alana locked in a
body scissors hoping her quick offensive flurry could win the match. Her
legs really hurt but I gave myself a second to try to mentally recover and
that got my adrenaline working. I realised the situation and now I was
pissed.

I undid Alana’s scissors, and while still holding onto her leg, turned her
over and got her in an anklelock. She was too close to “the ropes” though
and I had to break it. The second she got up, I levelled her with a
clothesline. I then picked her up and gave her two punishing suplexes and I
glared at Jennifer and knew I was ready to finish her off. I picked her up
and as a receipt for the ballshot, punched her right in the tit and she
screamed in pain. I knew she was done and soon drilled her to the mat with
my running powerslam. I looked over at Jennifer and I knew I had to send a
message. I picked up Alana again as she yelled, “Please no!” and gave her
another running powerslam that about knocked her out. I glared at Jennifer
again and picked up Alana, and finished her off with a punishing press slam
as she yelled in agony. Alana lay prone on the mat and I put my foot on her
chest and flexed right at Jennifer. 1…2…3.

I didn’t want to hurt the girl too badly, but I needed a convincing win and
I had to get revenge for the loss. After doing my own smother to her, I
lifted up Alana and shook her hand and said, “You’re one tough son of a
bitch.”

Sara wanted to give everyone a break, so she decided to have a match
between two first round losers. Scott jumped at the chance since he wanted
to beat someone, as did Patty. I think Scott regretted that the minute
Patty was announced as his opponent.


Patty v. Scott-


Patty simple overpowered Scott from the first lockup, and was openly
laughing at him. She locked him in a headlock and kept asking him if this
was the closest he had gotten to a woman’s breast. After a few minutes of
Patty just proving her strength to him with lockups and test of strengths,
Scott tried to come back with some chops. Patty laughed them off and gave
him a vicious clothesline. Bob was able to beat Patty because of his
quickness and ring awareness, which sadly Scott had none of.

Scott ducked a second Patty clothesline and flew at her, but Patty just
caught him and threw him over her head, and then splashed him. She got
Scott in a camel clutch. Scott didn’t want to submit to another teenager,
and kept yelling “No!” and trying to break the hold. Patty was too strong
though and just kept sitting on him and stretching him back. Finally, Scott
had no choice but to tap the mat and say, “I give Patty. I give. Please let
me go.”

Scott was humiliated as Patty had dominated him in only her second match.
Sara told her to kill some more time before the semi-finals and so she gave
her first ever breast smother to a male and commented to Jennifer how
powerful she felt as she literally rubbed in her loss to the older man.

We all assured Sara we were ready to go, and the semi-finals were about to
begin.

Semifinals-

Sara v. Bob
Jennifer v. Brent

Bob was the real shocker of the tournament, as no one expected him to go
far and even though everyone was expecting Sara to win, they were hoping
Bob could give a good showing. I was hyped beyond belief to finally take
Jennifer down and kick her ass.

Sara v. Bob-

Since it was the semifinals, Sara was wearing her bra and shorts. Bob
looked disappointed. Sara laughed and they shook hands. Sara had a lot of
respect for Bob and wasn’t out to hurt him or anything.

They locked up, and Sara easily pushed him back. Bob’s strength was not his
strongpoint. They locked up again, and again, Sara pushed him back and even
chopped him right in the chest for good measure. Bob offered up another
lockup and Sara just shook her head and agreed. But Bob had a plan. He
quickly locked in a hammerlock and pushed her into the corner. Sara yelped
in pain and all the boys were hoping for the biggest upset ever. Sara
probably could’ve easily just kicked Bob in the balls, but I admired her
for playing fair and trying to get out of it. Sara drove her other arm into
the hammerlock and used her strength to slowly break the hold. Once Bob
lost his leverage, she armdragged him. As Bob sat on the mat, Sara nodded
at him and smiled.

As Bob got up, Sara stopped smiling and perfectly timed a spear and knocked
Bob into the mat. She quickly covered but Bob kicked out. She pulled Bob up
but as she did Bob got her in the face with a shot. Bob doesn’t hit very
hard but the spot stunned Sara who was just starting to get cocky. Bob flew
at her with a bodypress for two as Sara threw him off. Bob got up and flew
at her again but Sara moved and he crashed to the mat. Sara looked really
pissed and gave a hard elbowdrop to the stomach. She pulled him up and
said, “You want to punch me? Let’s slug it out you bitch!”

Sara started pummelling him with punches as Bob struggled to do anything.
His speed was being restricted by Sara’s fast punches and he was getting a
bit fatigued from Sara’s punches and his other two matches. Bob tried one
last adrenaline rush and ducked some punches and got two tit shots. Sara
winced and Bob tried to move in to do more damage, but Sara caught up right
in the stomach. Bob grimaced in pain and Sara finished him off with a
ballshot. Bob fell right to the mat.

Sara picked him up and gave him an aeroplane spin and another splash right
onto his stomach. She then signalled that it was over and she hit Bob with
her flying elbowdrop which elicited a huge moan from Bob. With Bob lying on
his back, Sara went over, rubbed her legs, and wrapped his head inside her
sexy legs and began to squeeze. Bob moaned and he knew he wasn’t near
anything that could break the hold so he had no choice. His miracle run in
the tournament was about to end.

“Ahhh I give Sara. I give up. Please.”

Sara held on for another second and then let Bob go. Bob was still lying on
the mat and Sara said, “I ain’t done with you yet.” She jumped back on Bob,
took off her bra and threw it at him and then pinned his face to her
breasts by giving him a breast smother. After a few minutes, she gave Bob a
facesitting. Bob had to lie there and take in the humiliation since if he
tried anything, he knew Sara would destroy him. Now a lot of people might
think getting facesat and smothered by a hot girl is fun, but Sara always
had a way of doing it that made it humiliating. She was dominating you
sexually and literally rubbing in her victories, and there was nothing you
could do about it since she could easily just kick your ass.

After she was done facesitting Bob, she pulled him up, shook his hand and
said, “Thanks for the great match.” Bob may have lost, but almost making
Sara tap and putting up a great fight despite being fatigued, had earned
Sara’s respect.

Brent v. Jennifer

This was a huge match for me. I’ve never liked Jennifer. Unlike Sara who
you wouldn’t know could kick your ass just by looking at her, Jennifer was
muscular and looked imposing. And she had no problems hiding this. In every
match she wrestled, she taunted the guys constantly and always made them
admit superiority and other humiliating things. I had no idea how Bob could
be friends with her. Ever since I started wrestling, I always wanted to
defeat Sara, of course, but I longed for the day where I could hear
Jennifer submit to me.

Jennifer showed up wearing a bikini. I guess I should’ve been disappointed
that she didn’t go topless but to tell you the truth, I never thought she
was that hot so it didn’t bother me. She just glared at me the whole time,
she wanted to win this just as bad as I did. I had never been beaten her in
any kind of match, I had to win.

We locked up and yes, Jennifer is extremely strong. She caught me off guard
and was able to push me back. I cursed under my breath and she agreed to
lock up again. This time when we locked up I just grunted and pushed my
muscles hard and was able to push her back. I saw her curse under her
breath and smiled. She motioned for another lockup, to break the 1-1 tie. I
complied. We locked up again and I don’t know what happened. Jennifer took
control early and pushed me back much easier then she should have. She had
a big grin on her face and said, “When are you going to realise Brent? I’m
stronger then you and will be kicking your ass shortly.”  I wanted to hit
her so bad. So I did what any guy would do, I challenged her to a slugout.

We danced around bit and I fired off some shots. A couple of them glanced
Jennifer but I didn’t get anything solid. She just smiled and quickly got
me with some good combinations. I learned that Jennifer’s fists hurt. Hard.
I tried to steady myself and move around, but Jennifer wouldn’t relent and
my speed wasn’t helping me here as I had trouble getting out of the way.
Jennifer kept rocking me and I was doing my hardest to just get some nice
shots at her titties. But she finally got a furious combination into my
chest, and I stumbled down and fell. Jennifer had won the slugout. She kept
taunting me and saying how great girls were and flexing me. I just sat
there trying to collect myself and wondering what the hell was going on as
Jennifer kept flexing at the guys. I had to beat Jennifer, I just had to.

As I slowly got up, I saw Jennifer readying to spear me into the mat and
took a second to collect myself. I moved out of the way at the last second
as she charged towards me and then rolled her up for two. She easily kicked
out but I got a shot on her and brought her back down. I dropped a few
elbows on her chest and then jumped her trying for a pin. Jennifer is
freakishly strong and wasn’t having any of it and easily broke my hold and
bridged up into centre position. She smiled at me and said, “Making you
look weak was fun. Can we do it again?” I glared back, but I was happy, I
got some offence in and I had a plan of attack. I just had to get her back
on the ground first.

We faced each other and I put up my fists again. Jennifer said, “Here goes
round 2. Yawn.” I had a bit of my speed back and as we danced around a bit,
I went right after her tits with abandon. I was able to get in for some tit
shots and quickly back out so she couldn’t go after me. Jennifer was in
pain, and I got her right in the side of the face and targeted her tits
some more. She was faltering a bit and then I charged into and took her
down to the mat. I got her on the mat and decided to be sadistic. I
stretched her arms a bit as she moaned in pain, but I knew she wouldn’t
submit to that. With her arms immobile for the time being, I went and undid
her bikini top. I turned her over and said, “Now we go to school bitch,”
and I went after her unprotected tits with a vengeance. Just punching them
and turning them sore, black and blue. I asked Jennifer if she gave and she
said, “Fuck you.” I continued to punch her but forgot about protecting an
important part of my body and Jennifer figured it out. In her weakened
state she managed to get her foot up and drive it in my groin. She didn’t
get a direct hit but it was unexpected and hurt a lot, and I fall off her.
We were both laying there in pain, trying to get that adrenaline rush. I
could hear Petr cheering for me and the girls clapping for Jennifer, as she
put her bikini top back on. I took some deep breaths and knew I was going
to win, because I just couldn’t lose. All that groin shot had done was
bought her a couple seconds and pissed me off.

I got up first and saw Jennifer struggling to get up. I pulled her up by
the hair and kneed her in the stomach. She doubled over and got close to me
and got me with a shot in my stomach. It hurt but as Jennifer faced me
again I got her with a clothesline. She staggered but wouldn’t go down. She
wanted to slug it out and we did. Even though she had nailed me in the
groin, my session of just destroying Jennifer’s tits gave me some
confidence. We danced a bit and I feigned going after her tits. She covered
up and I used that to get her in the stomach a few times. In her weakened
state, I was able to move in and nailed her right in the chin with an
uppercut, splitting her lip open in the process. Jennifer fell to the mat,
and I bounced right on her with a splash. That groin shot was supposed to
be Jennifer’s chance to gain momentum, but I had managed to mostly shrug it
off. I picked Jennifer up by the hair kneed her again and gave her a
suplex. Oh but I had to rub it in, and I made it a delayed suplex by
holding her up in the air. “Wow Jennifer, you’re not so strong now.”

I had destroyed Jennifer with punches to the point where I could just tell
she was in pain. She was no longer the cocky girl, taunting me at the
beginning. I knew I should finish her off in case she got a second wind. I
picked up Jennifer and gave her a bodyslam as she kept moaning in pain. Her
back was hurt, her tits were sore as hell, and she had a busted lip with
blood coming out. “If fighting you in a one-on-one match was this easy
Jennifer, I’d have done it a long time ago. She muttered a fuck you but
couldn’t fight back. I gave her another splash and another tit shot. I got
her in a couple of moves to weaken her arms, since I had an idea for a
finish. I looked up and Petr was going crazy while Christina had a sad look
in her eyes.

I picked up Jennifer and did a thumbs down signal and planted her with my
running powerslam. I went to cover and said, “Nah, Jennifer….I have another
idea for you. I then picked her up and locked in a full nelson. Jennifer
immediately screamed in pain as I had a tight grip and was swinging her
around.

“Come on Jennifer, your muscles are weak now. I beat you. Submit to me.”
“Fuck you.”
“I can make this hurt more.” And I just did that, adding more weight to it.
“Fuck you.”
“I’m stronger then you, I beat the shit out of you, now submit to me. You
bitch.”
“Ahhh fuuuuuck. I give. Fuck. I give. You win.”

I let Jennifer go and she fell to the mat. I went and hugged Petr and gave
Jim a high-five. I saw Jennifer lying on the mat and knew I couldn’t let
this go. I stood her over, flexed in her face and then punched her again in
the tits and she writhed in pain again. I then rubbed my chest right in her
face for a few minutes and then gave her a facesitting. I knew Jennifer was
steaming and humiliated, but there was nothing she could do. She was
getting a taste of her own medicine.

 I had excised one of my demons and shown Jennifer that I was the stronger
and dominant one…all by using my fists. I looked over at Sara and said,
“You’re next.”

Since Sara and I were both drained and wanted some rest time before our
final match, she made three other matches. Christina v. Jim, Alana/Alice v.
Dave/Petr and for third place: Jennifer v. Bob.

 Christina v. Jim-

Jim felt slighted about having to wrestle Jennifer in the first round,
while the rest of guys got to fight rookie females. So Sara gave him
another match.

Christina had defeated Jim fairly easily before and beat his brother in
round 1 so Jim wanted some revenge. Christina was back to wearing her black
bra and thong, since Bob still had her blue bra before.

Jim was lucky since Christina was still very tired from her fight with Bob
and her nose was still in rough shape. Jim was smart and kept the match
very scientific, engaging Christina in matwrestling and just trying to wear
her out. It worked and even though the match was even with both wrestlers
going back and forth, you could tell Christina was getting tired.

Jim bulldozed her to the mat and like in the match in her brother,
Christina wrapped his legs around him. Jim shrugged it off and quickly
changed positions and got Christina in a bearhug. He squeezed her for a few
minutes and right as Christina was going to escape, he threw her to the
mat. He then dropped a couple elbows on her and gave her some suplexes. He
nailed her with a wicked gordbuster and covered her for the pin in a good
competitive match. After the match, he smiled at his brother and Bob and
undid her black bra and took it, whipped her with it and stood over her and
flexed. Christina had to spend the rest of the tournament completely
topless.

Alice/Alana v. Dave/Petr

Even though she was pretty tired, Alana wanted to wrestle again because she
loved it so much. Alice, my first round opponent, volunteered to be her tag
team brother. Alana wanted to face her boyfriend and Petr volunteered to be
his tag brother.

It’s shocking to see guys dominate a match, but that’s what happened here.
Alana did pretty well against Petr and Dave considering her size and
experience, but when Alice was tagged in, the guys had the advantage and
worked her over quite a bit. Petr and Dave were doing some good natured
taunting as well, with Petr and Dave asking Alice why she couldn’t kick
their asses like Sara and Jennifer did.

Petr hit a slam and Dave followed up with a top-rope splash on Alice, but
Alana made the save and knocked Dave off. Her and Dave fought it out as
Petr kept Alana at bay. Alana was holding her own against Dave and kneed
him in the stomach and looked to possibly have the advantage. But Petr
nailed her from behind and took her out. Petr slammed her and Dave gave her
a top-rope splash. Petr covered Alice and Dave covered Alana for the
simultaneous pinfalls.

I was happy getting to see Petr actually dominate some women. They rubbed
their chests in the girls faces and turned them over and gave them slight
spankings. But in a show of respect, Petr shook Alice hand and thanked her
for a good match. Despite her loss, Alana really wanted to wrestle some
more.

Jennifer v. Bob for third place in the Mixed Wrestling Tournament

Jennifer and Bob had been friends since their adolescence and like Sara and
Mitch had been wrestling since they knew each other. And like Sara and
Mitch, it was pretty one-sided.

I felt bad for Bob, since Jennifer was PISSED. Jennifer’s matches with Bob
were usually friendly and she never meant to hurt him, but I could tell
Jennifer wanted some revenge for what I did to her. Jennifer was wrestling
topless, and you could still see all the marks all over tits.

Jennifer and Bob faced off and Jennifer just jumped at him and took him to
the ground and started attacking as Bob tried to defend himself and block
her punches with little success. Jennifer then picked him up and threw him
around like a ragdoll as Bob was exhausted from all the wrestling he’d done
and offered little resistance. Jennifer did her slam exhibition where she
slams the guy, powerslams the guy, does a running powerslam, then a press
slam and then a press slam with a rep.

I think after that she realised Bob had enough and as he layed there almost
unconscious she called him a “fucking pussy.” She locked in her Regal
Stretch, and Bob didn’t even try to fight it. He tapped instantly.

Before Sara could present Jennifer with her 3rd place certificate, Jennifer
already was smothering Bob. I felt bad for the guy, but it was giving me
more time for rest. She smothered Bob for a few minutes and then as she was
facesitting him, proudly posed with her third place certificate.

I had gotten through three intense mixed wrestling matches, and only Sara
awaited. Now was my chance to finally get the win that I longed for so
much.

Part 3 continues tomorrow. Feedback is always appreciated.