Shannon and the Wrestling Club Part 2    
by  Madman                                                
                                                                               


Shannon, here again, to update the happenings at our school wrestling club and
hopefully inspire more girls to join us.  The last couple of club meetings
were not real interesting as old Miss Finch, our teacher adviser, was at
them.  We did get in some good workouts in the weight room and work on some
techniques that could be useful in our fights.  I thought that we needed a
little more excitement in our next meeting, just to keep everybody
enthusiastic about the club.

Our next meeting was scheduled for Thursday, but I told Miss Finch that it
was  scheduled for Friday.  We needed a meeting without he presence to really
work on the actual intent of our club which was to beat up and dominate boys. 
I ordered Sam Taylor, the 135 pound varsity wrestler who was at our first
meeting, to come to this meeting.  He was a bit reluctant about agreeing to do
so, but when I informed him that he would be severely punished for not coming,
he wisely consented to my request.  Unfortunately, Jessie our judo girl, could
not come to this meeting, but we still had enough girls to make it
worthwhile.  Pam, the tiny gymnast, Paula, the black sprinter, and Vickie, the
big shot putter were all present.  We also had two cheerleaders, Denise and
Sarah sit in on the meeting.  They only wanted to watch, at this point, rather
than participate.  That was kewl with me as they would likely enjoy it and
want to join.  Besides being good athletes, cheerleader were very popular
girls who had a lot of influence among the students.  Getting a couple of them
in our club would be very helpful in making it more successful.

The last to arrive was Sam, and when he did I informed the group that we were
going to do some actual wrestling at this meeting.  Paula eagerly volunteered
to go first and I was very pleased about that.  Paula and Pam were the only
two girls that did not wrestle with Sam at our first meeting and I wanted to
see how they would fare with him.  I was a little concerned about Paula as she
only had  about a ten pound weight advantage and this was her first time and
Sam, as a varsity wrestler, did have more experience.  But, I really needed to
see how good she was and, if needed, I would interfere on her behalf. I
thought she would be okay because she was such a good athlete and had been
really working hard at our meetings to learn technique.  Paula seemed to have
a natural feel for wrestling and really enjoyed it when she was dominating her
opponent.  If she could utilize her powerful sprinters legs, she could be
tough for anyone to handle.

They faced each other on the mat and I told them to start.  At first, both of
them were a bit tentative as Paula was having her first match and Sam felt a
little uneasy with the all female audience that were all rooting for Paula.  
I think that Sam realized that he was in a no win situation, but there was
nothing he could do about it and that's just the way I wanted it to be.  He
was going to lose, no matter what we had to do, but I really wanted Paula to
be able to beat him on her own.

Finally, they locked up and Sam tried to push her around on the mat, but
Paula's strong legs were able to hold her position.  Sam hooked his leg behind
her ankle and was able to trip her down to the mat.  He laid on top of her and
forced both of her arms down.  Grinning at us, he declared "I've got her
pinned already, you girls aren't really all that tough."

Paula took advantage of his careless overconfident pin and lack of
concentration by bringing her powerful legs up and locking them around his
stomach.  Giving Sam a hard squeeze brought his attention back to the match. 
Sam should have either grape vined her legs or stacked her, but now it was too
late.  Paula brought her arm around his neck from behind to keep him in place
while she tightened her scissors to wear him down.  Paula was following the
advice I had given her perfectly which was to tire her opponent out in order
to be able to do with him as she pleased, later.  Sam was struggling to break
free but he was not used to this style of wrestling.  His struggles only
served to  wear him out more quickly.

"Just hold him like that and squeeze harder" I advised Paula.

"My pleasure," she replied and I could hear Sam grunt as she tightened up her
thickly muscled legs.  After a couple more minutes she rolled over without
releasing Sam, so that she was on top of him.  She let him go, but quickly
moved behind his head and wrapped her legs around his head to apply another
scissors.  When she had her ankles properly crosses above his stomach, she
raised her body up with her arms in order to apply more pressure.  Paula's
pretty face contorted as she applied all of her considerable power to the
hold.  Her massive thigh muscles were visibly flexed as she ruthlessly and
gleefully crushed his head between them.  It was beautiful.   Sam's face was
turning a lovely shade of red.

Sam thrashed wildly with his arms and cried out "I give!"  One of his hands
came down hard on Paula's massive flexed thigh.  She reached down and grabbed
both of his wrists to prevent that from happening again and said, "I need the
practice, I am not ready to let you go yet."  Sam could now only kick his legs
in vain as Paula had compete control and was obviously savoring her
dominance.  I told her to try the technique that Melissa and I have used of
pulsating the power of the hold to extend the painfulness of it for him  She
eagerly complied and when she flexed her solid muscular legs, I thought that
she was on the verge of popping his head like a bursting balloon.  Sam was
begging for her to release him, but Paula just ignored his pleas.  She was
having way too much fun to allow it to end too quickly.  "All the boys love my
legs, Sam, she stated "and you're getting a real close look at them now."

Pam, the gymnast knelt down next to Paula and whispered something to her that
no one else could hear.  Paula smiled and nodded in agreement and I wondered
what they had come up with.  Pam asked Vicki to stand next to Sam's prone
body.  Paula then switched her scissors to a figure four, so that neither leg
was lower on Sam's' body than his neck.  Vicki crouched down and Pam stood on
her shoulders.  When they were properly balanced, Vicki stood up straight to
her full height of almost six feet.  Pam leaped up from her shoulders
attaining a height of over seven feet.  While in mid air, she somersaulted and
landed butt down on Sam's' exposed stomach.

The impact knocked the wind out of Sam and surprised all of us that watched
her spectacular move.  I heard the cheerleaders gasp and Paula released her
scissors and just watched him writhe in pain on the mat.  Pam had an evil grin
on her face as she strutted around the mat and informed us that she would give
him a couple of minutes to get his breath back, but that she wanted to try a
few more things with him.  I never figured that such a tiny girl could inflict
that type of damage and I loved her original move.  This was probably her
first time to get a chance to dominate a boy and I sure was not going to stop
her from experiencing that pleasure.

"Awesome, Pam, that was way kewl," I told her and I wondered what she had in
store for him next.  With her extreme athleticism and obvious delight in
hurting Sam, there was no predicting what she would do to her helpless
victim.  After a couple of minutes, Sam was able to get his breath back but
was in no condition to defend himself or resist any move that Pam felt like
using.  Pam moved a few steps away from his prone body and was bouncing up and
down on the balls of her feet  Then she took a couple of quick steps and did a
cartwheel, landing with both feet on his chest.  She jumped on his chest a
couple of times before stepping off and giving us a very smug curtsy.  I had
only seen moves like that on professional televised wrestling and never
imagined that a girl could actually do stuff like that.

Turning back to her helpless victim, Pam lowered her body onto him with a rear
face sit.  She extended her legs straight out in a splits to put all of her
weight on his face.  Her small firm butt was perfectly positioned to smother
his attempts to breathe.  She remained sitting on him, smiling, until his
struggles became so weak that it appeared that he might pass out.  By now, all
the spectators were laughing at how easily this tiny girl was controlling this
guy.  The cheerleaders seemed to be enjoying it the most as this was probably
the first time they had seen stuff like this.  I was pretty sure that they
would come back for future meetings.

Finally, Pam figured she had beaten him enough, at least for now and raised
herself up off his body. Sam remained on the mat, far too weakened to get up
at this time.  Glancing up at the wall clock, I noticed that our club meeting
time was up and that the custodian would be coming in at any time.  I asked
Vicki, the big strong girl to pick him up off the mat.

"No problem" Vicki replied as she scooped his body up with a grin on her
face.  Holding him with just one arm, she beckoned Paula toward her with the
other.  "I want to try something, kneel down on one knee."  Paula seemed a
little confused as she did not know what what Vicki had in mind. but she went
along with it.  She knelt down on her left knee and her other leg was up with
that incredibly muscular hard thigh parallel to the the mat.  Vicki slammed
Sam down across that thigh will full force.  Sam screamed in pain as he rolled
of Paula's leg to the mat and his hand went behind him to try and massage his
now aching back.  "The hell if I'm going to carry this jerk out of here" Vicki
announced.

We were all surprised at this tough attitude that Vicky was showing and of
course, I loved it.  I heard a gasp from our cheerleader spectators that was a
combination of shock and appreciation.  Denise and Sara had heard about us
girls beating up boys but were obviously impressed with the way we did it. 
Once they put the word out, the reputation of our club would spread quickly
throughout the school.  The best thing about today's meeting was that the
other girls did everything to Sam by themselves.  I did not participate this
time, in fact I didn't even have to give them much advice.  I was sure these
girls were now ready to move on to bigger and better things than just this
club.  The boys at school had better watch themselves because we are now ready
and more than willing to come at them as we see fit.