POWER TENNIS By Kandor Kate crushes Diane in her neck scissors. Kate's Irish temper was rising as quickly as the sun was setting on the tennis courts. She was getting thrashed - again - at the hands of her supposedly best friend, Diane, a woman who took more than her fair share of delight at kicking Kate's butt at tennis every chance she had. Whenever Kate thought she had a shot at winning, Diane was one step ahead of her, darting her lean, wiry body into the shot, cracking one smart forehand after another into a space Kate just couldn't get to in time. It was maddening, Kate would think to herself. The wild-haired, fiery woman was a better player than Diane by a long shot, but Diane played it smarter, biding her time until she zeroed in on whatever Kate's weakness was that day and chipping away at it until there was nothing left but a beaten, ticked-off loser. "Aw, too bad, Katie," Diane teased, sashaying away from the net after putting away a hard, overhead volley that Kate had chased knowing full well she'd never get to it. "I thought you might've had that one." Katie was getting more steamed by the minute. She hated being condescended to, and Diane was a pro at it. No matter what the two young women competed at, it seemed, Diane always emerged victorious - and arrogant about it. Until today, the angry brunette seethed to herself as Diane returned to the service court to resume the game. Things would change today. As usual, Diane stomped all over Katie's game and smiled falsely as she strode to the net to extend her hand to the loser. Katie smiled back, whipping her sweat-soaked hair out of the way as she walked to the net. She took Diane's hand, shook it, and then wouldn't let it go, instead calmly staring into Diane's eyes, which took on a frightened look as Katie stared her down. "OK, so you won again," Katie said, glaring at Diane. "But you know, I still think you've got a lesson to learn!!" With that, Katie grabbed the top of the net with two hands and vaulted her thick, powerful body over it, aiming her sneakered feet directly at the stunned Diane. She connected with a thud, blasting her feet into Diane's chest and sending the smaller girl sprawling on her butt a good 15 feet back from the net. Katie crashed to her feet on Diane's side of the net now, smiling as she tossed her racket aside to walk up to her fallen friend. "K...Katie, what the hell are you doing!" the shocked and now angry Diane roared up from the ground. "How dare you!!" "How dare I? How dare I?" Katie laughed, throwing her head back. "This is how I dare, you bitch!!"" She reached down and grabbed a handful of Diane's thick black hair, hauling the smaller woman up to her feet and then leaning under her to pick her up across her brawny shoulders. Katie roared with delight as she now twirled madly around on her feet, Diane screaming her displeasure as Katie whipped her around in the airplane spin. "Put...me...down....now..." Diane stammered, dizzy from the ride. "You want down?" Katie growled. "You got it!!" Katie lifted Diane over her head and slammed her down into a crackling backbreaker. Katie draped the woman's spine over the meaty fulcrum of her muscular thigh and ripped down with her hands across Diane's legs and chest, bending her backbone to the breaking point. Real tears soon dripped from Diane's closed eyes as Katie continued her torture. Suddenly a blinding pain filled Katie's skull and she realized Diane had coldcocked her with the butt end of her tennis racket. The big girl released her hold and stood up, her vision groggy. Diane growled and put her head down to charge her friend, burying her shoulder in Katie's gut and driving her backwards to the net where both women crashed to the court. Diane came up sitting astride Katie's chest, pinning her struggling arms to the sides with her thin but powerful legs. Katie's focus returned as she looked up at Diane sitting across her belly, her hands defiantly on her hips. "Oh, there's a lesson to be learned here girl, and you're the one who's gonna learn it!" Diane spit down at Katie. "Don't mess with me!!" Diane reached over and grabbed Katie's nearby racket. With an evil smile, she flipped it over and slowly brought it to Katie's moaning mouth, jamming the handle inside, spreading Katie's protesting lips until the shaft pushed her teeth apart as far as they'd go. Katie's frightened eyes locked onto Diane's. The top girl grinned. "Yeah, like you've never had anything this big in your mouth before," Diane growled. Diane sat up now and began to twist the racket in her hands, spinning the handle painfully inside Katie's mouth. She laughed as she did, totally unaware of Katie's long legs lashing up desperately behind her. Suddenly, Katie managed to snake her legs around the front of Diane and pull her off her, crashing the stunned girl to her back where Katie pinned her to the court with her legs. Katie sat up angrily and pulled the racket from her mouth. "You'll pay for that, you bitch," she growled. As Katie moved the racket toward her mouth, Diane snapped her spread legs up from the sides, her slim but powerful calves connecting around Katie's neck. The racket flew from her hands as they now grabbed Diane's intensely-squeezing lower legs, desperate trying to pull the scissors off her. "Oh, so you wanna use the legs, do you?" Katie barked at Diane. "Did you forget who was voted 'Best Legs' in that bar contest last summer?" "I didn't forget," Diane growled, squeezing her legs harder on her friend's neck. "It was me!" "Right, but it should've been me!!" Katie screamed. "And now I'll show you why!!" The bigger girl easily tore Diane's clamped calves off her neck and then twisted them both to the side to take her opponent in a crushing bodyscissors, Katie's huge, well- muscled thighs laced securely around Diane's slender guts. Diane screamed in agony as she lay face down on the ground and arched her back against the pain, but Katie just locked up her socked ankles and ground the scissors on tighter. With one arm, Katie reached down to scoop up Diane's feet and twist her legs up in a knot while with the other, she reached up to grab Diane's arm and jam it far up her shoulder blades in a hammerlock. The dominant girl howled in delight now as she worked the triple hold. Diane submitted over and over again, but Katie ignored her until she felt like letting go. Diane was barely conscious as Katie stood her up against the net and quickly raced around the other side where she grabbed the top cord and threw her legs up high to capture the groggy girl in a flying neckscissors. "Game!" Katie roared, flipping herself and Diane over to Katie's side of the net. Diane crashed to the court and Katie repositioned her at the net to take her in another flying neckscissors. "Set!!!" Katie cried as her scissors clamped around Diane's neck again, the sheer force of the motion slamming the smaller girl to the ground one more time. Katie was laughing now as she lifted Diane by the hair and dragged her to the net, draping her head over the top, her pain-filled eyes facing up. Katie jumped over the net and came down astride Diane's moaning face, her thick, muscular thighs lined up against Diane's tear-stained cheeks. Katie looked down and smiled as she hiked up her shorts to reveal more rocky leg. "MATCH!!!!" the big girl screamed and let her legs close in a vicious scissors around Diane's crushed cranium. Katie stood up straight, her hands defiantly on her hips, and her sneakered feet crossed to put on hundreds of pounds of pressure into the face scissors that Diane feared would smash her skull into pieces. The big girl glared down into the terrorized eyes of her scissored victim as she thundered her huge thighs again and again. Diane's arms meekly waved in surrender at her sides, but Katie ignored the submission, scissoring harder until Diane's face turned blue in her forceful legs. She finally let go and Diane slumped to the court in a crumpled, humiliated ball. Katie symbolically wiped her hands clean and walked away. "If you're gonna play tennis, girl," she said over her shoulder on her way from the court, "you might as way play power tennis. It's the only way to win every time!!"