Sara's Big Challenge
By Bob Barron folklore81@yahoo.com
Sara faces her toughest opponent yet. 



      He walked in on an interesting sight. Right in front of him, my
friend and I were sitting on top of two males who were struggling beneath
us. We were topless and sitting right on them. We didn't even need to pin
their shoulders down as they lay helpless beneath us as we were just merely
playing with them now. I was in the middle of a smother when he walked in
but then looked up and I saw who would possibly be my next challenger.

      He looked at me with a look of amazement and said, " Uhh hi, I'm
Brent." He seemed shocked that I was just walking right up to him wearing
nothing but a thong, while my friend Jennifer paid little attention- she
was too busy playing around with our helpless victims.

      "I'm Sara- don't be so shocked- this happens every week."

                 ONE WEEK AGO-

      Petr and I locked up and I quickly pushed him back and then tripped
him up. He fell to the ground and tried to take me down with him but I held
on and stayed upright. He popped up right up and took a swing but I ducked
him and landed a solid shot to his stomach. I then picked him up and
delivered a suplex as he crashed to the mat. I didn't let up and began
applying various holds as he was on the ground not letting up for a second.
He was starting to get groggy so I gave him a slam and then smiled and gave
him a gordbuster. Petr was effectively out of it and I knew it was now time
for playtime. I looked at my helpless victim as he looked up at his smiling
and beaming predator. I said: Now we go to school!! I gave him another slam
and then readied him for the facesitting of a lifetime. I gave him one more
slam just to make sure he stayed down and then he got a nice up close and
personal view of my ass and crotch for a long time. He was almost out so I
then took of my bra, gave him a few whippings with it and then gave him a
looong smother that he would remember forever. Almost out of it I knew I
had to finish him off now as I locked him in a headscissor. I lay on my
side chatting with my boyfriend about what it was like to be in this hold
earlier in the night as Petr soon faded into unconscious and I won the
match.


It took him a fair amount of time to wake up and when he did my pal
Jennifer was busy beating on her friend Bob. He looked at the girl who had
just humiliated him less then thirty minutes ago and we began to converse
like normal people.


"Wow- ummmm yea. I don't know what to say Sara."

"How about- you are the sexiest women in the world, I love your smothers
and facesits and you will forever dominate me."

"Ummm how about no." I quickly made a move towards him and he jumped back.

"Yea- I thought so Petr." Petr had become used to the powers of female
domination and was now able to acceptlosing.

"Well-whatever. You got lucky," He then smiled and went on. "I got a
proposition for you. You seem to be quite good at these fights. Well I have
a friend Brent. He's pretty tall and he's big. He may not have much
wrestling experience but I think I can talk him into wrestling you."

I thought it over for all of half of a second. "Bring him on."


                 BACK TO PRESENT DAY-


I wasn't going to back down from a challenge. I mean I may not be big in
size but I have very strong legs and work out often. I'm not one of the big
muscular type girls, I have a very nice looking body. My boyfriend is a fan
of it except when it's dishing out pain. This guy maybe bigger then me but
he lacks wrestling experience and probably isn't as quick. All the other
boys I had wrestled, defeated and humiliated were all bigger then I am so I
figured this would be a good match.


All week Petr tried to convince Brent to fight. Brent was first about
anxious about fighting a much smaller women.


"Petr- come on. I'll kill this girl. I don't want to do that."

"You know Mitch right? And Jim? And me for God sakes."

"Well yea- what's your point?"

"We all look pretty strong and stuff right?"

"Yea- you guys look cool."

"Every weekend- we wrestler Sara and her friend Jennifer-

"Jennifer- she's pretty built."

"Well whatever- this girl Sara is amazing. She kills us. Seriously- she
beat me and Jim in a handicap match in like ten minutes. She can do it all-
she's got speed and strength and at the end just to rub it in- well I won't
spoil it."

"What?"

"Okay- you're now convinced she's an ass kicker?"

"Well I'm going to assume you wouldn't be bragging about getting destroyed
about a small girl. Does anyone else know about this?"

"Not really- just some of her friends but they don't really tell. Sara is
very nice about not telling everyone- she honestly doesn't want to
embarrass us."

"Well okay- I'll come by Saturday night and check it out. I'll get a look
at Sara and see what happens."


I was excited about Saturday night getting a chance to meet my opponent
face to face. We had a light night schedule with the main event being
Jennifer and I taking on Petr and Bob. Brent was planning on arriving later
that night and while we wrestled Petr and Bob we anxiously awaited his
arrival.



                 BACK TO THE CONVERSATION-


Brent seemed a bit surprised by my moxy and my coy response and took a step
back. I knew I had him.


"So, ummm where's Petr?"

Jennifer shouted from afar "His face is pretty much getting up and close
and personal view of my ass. He'll be done in a bit."

"Wow- you girls don't fuck around. Petr was telling me about some post-
match rub it in thing you do- is that part of it.

"Oh- honey- you've got to see the whole thing for yourself. Mitch- get over
here!"


Now I know what some of you are thinking- I can just get my boyfriend to do
what I want now that I dominate him every week in a wrestling match. Not
true- our relationship hasn't really changed all that much and even though
I'm the dominant person in the relationship I very rarely take advantage of
it- this was one of those rare moments and I honestly don't mean to do
this.


"Yes Sara?"

"You and I are going to wrestle. One fall, no holds barred,
pinfall/submission rules. Brent's going to watch it just so he can see what
a match with me is like. Okay?"

"Okay sweetie- I'm ready when you are!"


I headed to the mat so Brent could see what a match with sweet, sexy Sara
was all about.


When I wrestle my boyfriend I pretty much have three different matches. One
I call fluster. This is where I just wrestle him in the mat and basically
just use tons of different holds on him basically flustering him. Then I
hit the big elbow and scissor him to death. The second is a normal match
where I will hit a few power holds, do some sexy holds like facesitting and
then elbow and scissor. The third is something I rarely do and it's a mean
match. And tonight I was going to do one just to prove to Brent how
powerful I really am.


I was wearing wrestling in my bra and panties and my boyfriend could tell
by the look on my face that this was not going to be a walk in the park. I
try to make our matches as fun as possible while still showing him who is
the boss but this time it was all about showing him who was the boss.


We locked up and I immediately pushed him back. Not giving him a second, I
dove on top of him and began working on his legs by twisting them and
turning them as he cried out in pain. I locked in a figure four leglock as
his face grimaced with pain but he was near "the ropes" and easily broke
the hold. I then locked in a Sharpshooter and then a Boston crab. I did
this on purpose to put him in a ton of pain but to make sure he didn't tap
out. I let him get up and said "Honey- show Brent you're no pussy, let's
slug it out." Brent's eyes widened as he couldn't believe he was about to
see a boyfriend and girlfriend slug it out. My eyes were painted with
determination as I peppered him with rights and lefts until his nose was a
bit bloody. I didn't let up punching him a bit more as he staggered around
not knowing what to do. I picked him up and gave him an old fashioned
aeroplane spin and then picked up his pathetic self and threw him to the
mat all the while questioning his manhood as he had no answer but to moan.
I locked in various scissor holds to add to his pain while Brent just
looked as amazement as I showed no sympathy to my victim. Mitch was almost
out of it but the pain was just beginning. I slammed him to the mat and
then took off my bra and began whipping his back like he was a slave being
punished. I turned him over and lifted up my thong and gave him a good long
facesitting. For good measure I ballshotted him, slammed him to the mat
once again and went up and hit a flying elbowdrop. I figured Mitch had had
enough and Brent had seen enough and locked in the headscissors for the
easy victory. After the match I smothered and facesat him for a long time
as Brent just stared in amazement as my boyfriend got a very up close view
of my breasts and my ass.



I then went up and went to Brent.


"Hey there Brent- so you still want to wrestle me?"

Brent looked over at Petr who was still being played around by Jennifer and
looked at Mitch who was unconscious and then looked at our size
differential.


"You know what Sara- It'd be an honour to kick your ass."

"Good to know- see you next week at 7. Better get ready champ."

"Oh Sara- You have no idea what you're in for."


The next day after helping my boyfriend recover the previous night- I knew
I had to get ready for Brent. I mean sure all the other boys I'd beaten up,
with the exception of Bob (he relied on his speed to take me on) were
bigger and taller then me but for the most part I was stronger. On
Saturday, I would have to take on a guy who was bigger, taller and most
likely stronger. Very rarely do I ever train for my matches- I just run to
keep my legs strong. I knew I would have to train big time for this one.


Despite me basically physically abusing him on Saturday, my boyfriend
gladly agreed to help me train. I knew I would I have to use my experience
to win the match since my strength wasn't going to do me too much good. My
boyfriend and I wrestled every day- we didn't have real official matches-
rather we rolled out on the mat as I tried to work different scenarios.


We rolled around on the mat, I would get on top- he would try to throw me
off but I would always flex in his face and show him I was on strong. I
would get on top of him and manoeuvre around and get him in leglocks or I
would bob and weave and use armdrags and hiptosses. Even though I could
easily just use my strength on my boyfriend if needed, I knew I had to
wrestle him like I would have to Brent.  I would also work on locking in my
scissor holds since I knew my legs were my best weaponry. I also tried to
run everyday to give my legs a good workout.


My boyfriend was great helping me train and didn't mind being the dummy in
the training sessions. He really wanted me to beat Brent and didn't even
get mad about the way I treated him on Saturday. The best training he gave
me was a couple days before the fight.


We had decided on a scenario where he would be on top of me pinning my
shoulders down while sitting on top of me and I would try to escape. Since
I usually win I am rarely on the bottom so this would be good practise. I
was lying on my back wearing just a thong and he sat on top of me and had
my shoulders pinned. He remarked "I like this feeling." I said "Well honey-
it won't last long. I bucked and fidgeted as he strained to keep control of
me. My superior strength soon helped me and I threw him off. Surprisingly
once I threw him off, he immediately took me right back down which wasn't
supposed to happen. We rolled around for a minute and I fired off an
armdrag. I dove right back on top as he kept fighting back trying to evade
me. My speed helped me and I wrapped my legs around his body to stop him.
He broke the hold as we struggled some more as his spontaneous attack
proved helpful. I soon overpowered him and slammed him. I then looked at
him and shook my head since he had never done this before and I didn't
understand it. I picked him up and press slammed him, hit the flying
elbowdrop and locked in my headscissors. His little rebellion was over and
he quickly tapped out.


I released him and since I admired his moxy and figured he learned his
lesson I stuck out my hand. He got up and shook it and then did something
odd that again puzzled me. He tried to pull me in to hit a move. I just
shot him a look, dragged him towards me and quickly locked my arms around
him and gave him a belly to belly suplex. I then suplexed him and threw him
around as I had to send him a message NOT to fuck with me. I beat him up a
bit more and then with my all muscle went for a press slam and even did
reps like a weightlifter and then slammed him. My strength strained from
me, I hit the flying elbow and then looked at him and said "I own you
Mitch. I own you- you fucked me with once and I admired it- now- I really
can't appreciate this." I punched him right in the stomach and then gave
him a long smother- not for pleasure but for pure humiliation. I had to
show him that I was the boss, I was in control and that he would never try
this again. I had to go somewhere so I quickly got dressed and before I
left locked in one more headscissor.


When I got back, he was sitting there rubbing his neck, "Hey Sara- before
you do anything let me explain since I know you're pretty pissed. You're
wrestling Brent on Saturday and I know it's gonna be a tough match and he's
going to try everything to beat you, like quickly attacking you or maybe
cheapshotting you from behind or via a handshake. I was just getting you
ready for Saturday. I really want you to win and I was just getting you
prepared."


I was dumbfounded. "You mean you care about me so much that you basically
sacrificed yourself so I would be better off going into the match?"

"Well yea. I figured you'd be shocked by me attacking you twice and I just
wanted to prepare you."

"Wow- I'm really sorry for what I did to you and thank you so much. You
really are amazing and I don't think anyone else could handle the fact that
their girlfriend can kick their ass just like you. Thanks honey for being
such a good sport. You are the best."

"No problem Sara- It's all worth it if you kick Brent's ass."


And with that we hugged and soon Saturday arrived.


We planned the night so I wouldn't have any matches beforehand so I would
be in tip-top shape and to quote Brent "have no excuses". I was thinking of
booking an arm wrestling exhibition to show my strength but I realised that
could backfire and it would lead me less then 100%. I only booked one match
which was Jennifer v. Petr cause I wanted Brent to see his friend get
humiliated and to once again know that girls can be just as strong. My
boyfriend was very happy to get the night off for once. Brent came over and
looked better then ever. I knew this was going to be tough. He sat next to
me as we watched Jennifer take on one of his friends.


Jennifer was topless and looked great here. Petr gave Brent a thumbs up
signal and dove at Jennifer. Jennifer just shrugged him off and picked him
up and slammed him. It seemed like she wanted to show Brent real female
power and just kept hitting Petr with power moves the whole match. After
five minutes she locked in the Regal stretch (a crossface type hold) and
Petr quickly tapped. Before she let him go she made him admit he is a
pussy, girls are stronger and of course that I'm gonna kick Brent's ass
tonight. Petr agreed to all of it and was released. As Jennifer flexed and
posed Petr walked to Brent and went "Sorry dude. What can I tell ya?"


It was now time for the big match. I thought of all the runs I had taken,
all the weights I had lifted, every headscissor I had locked in and knew it
all came down to this match. A win over Brent would do a lot for me and
show I was the real deal. A loss while probably not hurting me so much
would always bug me- with the exception of my two brothers who used to
torment me when I was younger- a man had never gotten the better of me.


I chose to wear a bra and bikini bottoms. Now normally I wrestle topless
but I do that to show this match isn't mega serious. I want my opponent to
know that there is a sensual and fun side to wrestling and that it doesn't
have to be all 100% serious despite the fact thar my male opponent is
trying to defend his manhood. So going topless is my way of letting my
opponents know that we're just going to have some fun. But this match was
different. This WAS serious. This match was very important to me and I
figured by dressing relatively conservative- I would show Brent how serious
this was.


Everyone was staring right at us as we looked at each other. He went for a
lockup but I backed off and quickly grabbed his leg and tripped him up. He
shot me a look and got right back up. We locked up official and he pushed
me back, which I expected but I was happy I didn't get completely squashed.
We locked up again and I swept my legs up and tripped him up again. I
didn't give him a second and I dove on top of him trying to pin him down
but he wouldn't give an inch and we fought hard with me trying to get his
shoulders down. I quickly dove at his legs but he kicked me away and we
were back to wear we started. This time once we got back to square one, he
dove right on top of me and that's when he realised that he was strong. We
rolled around on the mat for a good while and he got on top for a second
but I got him off. I tried to surprise him with a flying bodypress but he
caught me and slammed me. He missed an elbow though but he blocked my
attempts at an armdrag and I was a bit frustrated. He offered me a test of
strength and to the shock of my boyfriend- I took it. We locked hands and
then after a second my boyfriend could see why I did. I tripped up his feet
again and in the confusion that he was in, I Irish whipped him and met him
with a monkeyflip as I flipped him across the room. I was energised now and
flew at him with a clothesline that him rocking him but he didn't go
completely down. I flew at him with a flying lariat but he was able to move
and I came crashing to the floor. He immediately locked in an anklelock but
I turned onto my back, kicked him off and got a small package for only two.
He reversed it and I was just able to get my shoulder up before being
pinned and again we met at centre position. He locked eyes with me, I
locked eyes with him and before you know it- we were slugging it out. He
had been in some fights I could tell but so had I and I made him work for
every punch he tried to land on me. I was able to duck a haymaker and began
landing in some solid rights and left to his stomach and then flew him at
with another bodypress and this time it worked as we crashed to the mat
with me on top. I had just beaten him in a slugfest and had taken him down
and I was ready. I pinned him to the mat but got only one as he threw me
off but walked right into an armdrag. I dove on top again and locked in a
body scissor that he broke pretty easily. I locked my legs around his body
and tried to roll him up but he stopped my momentum and planted me into the
mat and I was almost out of it. Now he had the strength. He picked me up
and suplexed me and then did it again. I knew I had to counter this somehow
and when he went for a third I held on for dear life and blocked it but
decided not to go for my own. I pushed him off and ducked a clothesline and
tripped him up again and held onto his leg as I twisted it around and
worked on it as he feverishly tried to block it. I then locked in a figure
four leglock as he was in pain. He used his strength again though and
turned it over and we ended up rolling out of the hold. I went to go do
more damage but he suckered me in and rolled me up and I again just kicked
out but when I got up he was right there and levelled me with his arm and I
fell right back down.  He picked me up and gave me a belly to belly suplex
and then another one but I kicked out. He dragged me up and then did
something no man had ever done, picked me up and press slammed me right to
the mat. I could feel my energy draining at this point but knew I had to
fight on as my boyfriend looked on anxiously and Petr looked on with joy.
He picked me up and press slammed me again but chose not to cover. The
third time he went for a simple slam but I had just enough energy to hold
on and I landed on top and got a near fall as he threw me off. When he got
up I went for a suplex hoping to catch him dazed but he blocked it and
suplexed me twice. The fight was actually starting to leave me at this
point but I knew I couldn't lose. He suplexed me twice more and went up top
and I could barely see it but I could tell he was going for a big splash.
Even though I had very little energy left I knew I had to do something and
just at the right time I put my knees up and he drilled into them. I slowly
crawled over and covered him but it wasn't enough but my energy came
roaring back and I decided to play fluster. I kept getting him in holds
that were pretty easy to break but caused pain and I knew with every hold
he broke he got a little more tired. The thought of winning started to
enter my mind a bit but I knew he still had some fight in him left. He
angrily threw me off when I tried to cover him after another monkeyflip. I
went to go inflict more punishment but he kneed me in the gut and went for
another suplex. I knew I couldn't let this happen and I tried with all my
might to reverse it as he feverishly tried to get me up and the battle went
back and forth for what seemed like an eternity. I made one loud grunting
noise and my muscles worked into overtime as I picked him up and suplexed
him. He was dazed for a minute so I went and again strained myself and gave
him suplex two. I got a mad adrenaline rush and gave him two more as he was
staring to lose it. I then picked him up and gave him a belly to belly
suplex as he went flying across the mat. I then looked at my boyfriend and
smiled at him and quickly hoisted the big man up and used my adrenaline
rush to slam him into the mat. I knew he still had a bit left and in a
split second I had to contemplate:


Go for the elbow now, knowing a miss could end it or go for the scissors
knowing him breaking it could lead to a comeback.


Even though I knew it could really kill my back I gave him ONE more suplex
and looked over and knew: it was elbowdrop time. I went up, crossed myself
for good luck and got in position. I wondered what he was thinking while I
flew through the air with my elbow outstretched as my mind was a whirl of
what ifs and I kept praying. I was in the air for probably only a second
but it seemed like two days. Then it happened- the mission was successful
and I had hit Brent. Just to make sure I had him ready, I suplexed him one
more time and got my legs ready, got his head in position and locked in the
headscissors. I lay on my side as I squeezed away and kept squeezing. I
could tell he was trying to break it and I just kept hanging on with all my
might and tried to stay steady. Then I heard a most glorious sound.


Brent: Ah god damnit. I give up. I give up. Let me go. You win. I lose. I
give.


I held onto the scissors for one more second just to make sure I heard
right and then jumped in the air as I thought to myself "Brent couldn't
take the pain of fighting me anymore and begged to be let go from my
grasp." I pumped my fist in the air as I felt like the happiest person on
the face of earth. I saw Petr shaking his head in amazement and then looked
at my boyfriend, the man who took an ass whooping to help me get ready for
this match, the guy who didn't mind taking the punishment from me and gave
him a big sweaty hug and a nice kiss as he said "I'm so proud of you Sara."


As we hugged, as Brent struggled to get up and face us my boyfriend said
"Ummm Sara- aren't you forgetting something? I mean don't leave him out."


I laughed and as Brent struggled to get up I apologised to him and sat on
top of him as I undid my bra. I threw it right at his face and then gave
him the proudest and one of the longest smothers ever as I was just
overcome with emotion about my victory. I then left him for a minute and
told Jennifer to keep him busy. I ran into my bedroom to change as Jennifer
kept him busy by sitting on him and flexing in his face. When I came back I
had changed into my facesitting thong and gave him the facesitting of a
lifetime as my victory over him just felt good and so fulfilling. Jennifer
and I facesat him for a good little while until Petr said "Haven't you guys
had enough?" Jennifer proceeded to kick his ass and the night ended with me
on top of Brent smothering and facesitting him after a long hard fight and
Jennifer doing the same thing to Petr as my boyfriend looked on and
laughed.


 I didn't really want to humiliate the guy that much but I had to send a
message to him and all future males who wanted to take me on- You don't
fuck with Sara.



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