The Private Wrestling Club Part 2 Revenge Match
by Madman 



Rick here again to recount the events of the most recent meeting of our
private wrestling club.  Last month, the new girl Lisa thoroughly trounced me
three times in a tag team match and I told the group that I wanted a singles
match with her to redeem myself.  I felt I could win despite last month's
results, because in each fall she had started with an overwhelming advantage. 
Her partner, Tim, had softened me up the first two times and by the third fall
I had nothing left to defend myself against her.  I was upset that Lisa was
not content to merely win a fall, but cruelly and deliberately maximized the
punishment each time.

Our group decided that this "revenge" match would be the night's main event. 
However, the format was set to keep things under control and avoid a repeat of
last month's brutality.  It would be a one fall twenty minute time limit match
to be decided by a ten count pin.  Our founding couple, Jim and Becky, would
officiate with Jim being the time keeper and Becky the referee to count
pinfalls.  Becky was fairly short, about 5'3", but very muscular due to her
background in gymnastics and swimming.  She had a wholesome, girl next door
type face and short reddish colored hair,  By the was she was staring at Lisa,
I suspected that she went both ways.

As Lisa and I stretched to limber up, I felt I could beat her this time, as
she would be starting with no advantage.  Becky announced " In this corner
standing 5'9" and 160 pounds in dull grey shorts is Rick.  In this corner at
5'7" and 130 pounds wearing a lovely blue two piece swimsuit is Lisa."  Lisa
looked stunning with her long jet black hair, piercing blue eyes and firm taut
body.  She looked like one of those fitness competitors on television.  I knew
that I had to be careful as she was much stronger than she looked, extremely
quick and very skilled in wrestling techniques.

Jim announced "Let's wrestle" and we both moved toward the center of the
twelve foot mat.  Lisa said seductively "It's nice to see you again  Rick.  I
enjoyed meeting you last time."  I was not going to let myself be disttacted
and moving into her I grabbed her around the waist in a bearhug.  Locking my
hands behind her back, I squeezed with all my strength and could hear her
gasp.  It felt good to be in control this time and I enjoyed the feel of her
firm breasts against my chest..  Lisa worked her hands up to my chin and
pushed.  My head was bent back and I was forced to release my hold.

Lisa commented, "Not bad Rick, but it will take a lot more than that for you
to win.  Again I ignored her words, as I knew that I had to focus all my
concentration on wrestling and not all her to distract me or pysche me out. 
We circled each other looking for an opening and again I took the initiative. 
Grabbing her wrist, I spun behind her, and pulled her arm up her back in a
hammerlock.  Before I could apply much pressure, she dropped down and grabbled
my left ankle with her left hand.  Pulling up on my leg and leaning back, she
made me lose my balance and I fell to the mat losing my hold.  Damn, she was
quick

Instead of attacking while I was down, Lisa stepped back and chided "You'll
have to try harder than that." I stood back up and we again faced each other.
This time she took my left arm, quickly spun around behind me, and she applied
a hammerlock. Before I could respond, she wrapped her left arm around my neck,
while still holding my arm with her right. This prevented me from duplicating
her escape. I reached back with my right arm and grabbed her head. Jerking my
arm down while thrusting by body forward, I caused her to lose her balance and
release the hold. Lisa staggered to maintain her balance, but did not fall to
the mat.

Jim called out"Five minutes gone fifteen minutes remain." So far the match was
pretty even. I knew that if I concentrated on wrestling, rather than her
gorgeous body, that I could win. I approached her with my hands held high for
the classic fingerlock test of strength. Last mont this tactic didn't work,
but my left arm had been severely weakened. She accepted and we both pushed
against each other unable to gain an advantage. Suddenly, Lisa shot a knee
into my gut doubling me over. Now she had the leverage to force my arms dosn
and I went to my knees. My wrists and fingers were painfully bent back as Lisa
leaned over me to further her leverage advantage. Flopping on my back, I
raised my legs and pushed both feet into her stomach. Lisa flew back, landing
on her butt, and I was free.

Agfaced each other, but her usual smirk was gone, replaced by a more intense
expression. She realized that this match was not going to be a cake walk. For
the next couple of minutes, we jockeyed about with feints and thrusts, but
neither of us were able to sustain an advantage or get a takedown. Jim called
out"Ten minutes gone ten minutes remain." I was starting to worry. I was
definately getting tired, but Lisa appeared as fresh as when we had started.
She was not even breathing hard.

Suddenly, Lisa shot in with a legdive that drove me hard into the mat on my
back. Unlike earlier in the match, she decided to capitalize on her advantage.
She knee dropped me in the belly to wind me, a technique that had served her
well last month. Getting up, she repeated it two more times, leaving me with a
sore stomach and little wind. Grasping my wrist, she pulled me back up to my
feet. Now the smirk had returned to her face as she knew she had me and meant
to enjoy it. Grabbing me with one arm under my crotch and the other around my
neck, she used her surprising strength to lift me and slam me hard back down
to the mat.

Dropping down to one knee, Lisa pulled me partially up and draped my back over
her outstretched thigh. Pushing my head down with one hand and my legs with
the other, she put me in an agonizing backbreaker. I begged her to release me
but Becky interjected "This is a pinfall match. There are no submissions."
Lisa decided to give me a break this time and she rolled me off her thigh. I
layed face down on the mat trying to massage my aching back.

My break was shortlived, as rather than allow me to recover, Lisa came right
at me. She stood over me, reached down and took both my wrists while she
pllaced her foot in the small of my sore back. Pulling up with her arms while
pressing down with her foot, she had me in a painful surfboard hold. Once
again, she had me helpless and was savoring it. She ground the heel of her
foot into my aching back.

Tim declard "Fifteen minutes gone five minutes remain." I was relieved to hear
it was almost over. Lisa let my arms go and dropped down on me with an elbow
smash into my back. She then sttod up and pushed me over on my back with her
foot and said sweetly " Its almost time to pin you, dear." She layed on top of
me and laced her legs around mine in a double grapevine. I was totally
flattened and I could feel the stretch of her grapevine. She then wrapped her
arms around my shoulders and locked her hands behind me. This raised my body
enough to prevent my shoulders from touching the mat and starting a pincount.
She commenced a series of powerful thrusts with her legs causing incredable
pain in my groin and knees. It felt like she was going to split me in half.
She told me "Almost time to pin you, but not quite."

After a couple minutes of this torture, Lisa released her grapevine and sat on
my chest, pinning my arms down with her shins in the classic schoolgirl pin.
Becky stated her count, and although I struggled, I lacked the energy to push
her off. At tje count of eight, Lisa shifted most of her weight to my right
arm and pulled my left arm slightly off the mat. Smugly she said, "You're
stronger than I thought Rick, let's try again." She easily pushed my arm back
down and moved up higher, now sitting on my neck. Lisa squeezed my head
tightly between her muscular thighs and Becky started a new count.

This time, at the count of eight, Lisa got up pulling both my arms to place me
in a seated positiion. Becky smiled at her and said "You better finish your
pin, Lisa, the time is almost over." Lisa responded in a mocking whiny voice,
"Okay, but I'm just trying to have some fun."She pushed me back down with her
foot, dropped down hard on my chest, pinning my upper arms firmly to the mat
under her knees. While Becky started an extremely slow count, Lisa slid her
legs back and forth, cruelly grinding her knees into my sore upper arms. After
what seemed like an eternity, Becky completed the ten count and Lisa had to
get off me.

As Becky raised her hand in victory, Lisa stood over me and place her right
foot on my chest. She looked down at my face and said "Thanks for the match,
let's do it again soon." As she walked off the mat, she gave me a final jolt
of pain by stepping first with her left foot while grinding her right foot
into my chest. Once again, she had totally dominated me, this time with no
initial advantage other than her physical superiority. As I layed on the mat,
trying to recover my stength, I wondered if there was any way I could ever pay
her back.