The initiation of Kenneth Author's note: This is a continuation of a story called "The Initiation of Kenneth" submitted to this Newsgroup by another writer. I found the story interesting and the author left the ending open with a lot of possibilities so I decided to continue it. Please address any comments or suggestions to me at 74462.3455@compuserve.com rather than the original author as I am starting up where he left off. Story Synopsis: Here's what's happened to date: Kenneth, a 40-ish owner of a small architectural firm, was sharing an after-work libation at the local pub with his newly hired secretary, Jennifer. In another part of the bar, he noticed a dark haired woman looking their way, watching them. It so happened than Jennifer knew her, and had, in fact, wrestled and defeated her sister. This immediately piqued Kenneth's interest. Upon Jennifer's admission that she was a wrestler, Kenneth admitted that he enjoyed women's wrestling, at least what he saw on television. Jennifer explained that TV wrestling was mostly show and acting, while the type of wrestling she did was the real thing called "submissive wrestling". This meant that two wrestlers would compete until one submitted, could no longer continue, or became unconscious. Kenneth now had a new opinion of his secretary. She was a Scandinavian blonde in her middle 20s, very attractive and athletically built. She had magnificently muscled legs, amply displayed in her short skirt and heels, and strong looking diamond-shaped calves. Her arms were sleek and trim with well defined shoulders and biceps. Jennifer told him that she was 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighed 140 pounds, which also happened to be exactly the size of Kenneth. To his amazement, Jennifer suggested that they go a few rounds together sometime. Kenneth found this an intriguing possibility although he had not wrestled since gym class in high school. Jennifer explained more about the submissive form of women's wrestling, and mentioned that the woman watching them, Marie, had wrestled professionally. In time, she added, she would like to wrestle and defeat Marie herself just as she had done to her sister. However, Jennifer felt she was not ready at this time to take on Marie. Jennifer told Kenneth that Marie managed a local health spa. She was also a skilled fighter and after she defeated her female opponents, she would call for male volunteers from the audience to go a round with her. At first, this generated a flurry of interest because she alway dressed in scanty tong leotards which showed off her beautiful glutes and legs. Many males volunteered for the chance to wrestle her but she usually easily defeated all comers.. She had a wicked hold at her disposal called the "Reverse Boston Crab" where she would sit backwards on her opponent's chest and crush him unconscious by lifting his legs and compressing his diaphragm while smothering his face with her butt. Often, her male opponents were carried away from the ring on stretchers. As Kenneth was taking this all in, Marie approached and asked to join them. Kenneth stared at Marie, who was even more breathtaking than Jennifer. She was about the same age as Jennifer and two inches taller but at 170 pounds, weighed about 30 pounds more and was even more muscular. Her dark, almost black hair touched her rather broad shoulders, developed from working hours in the gym with heavy weights. Her short dress exposed an expanse of what appeared to be powerful thighs, and her calves, diamond shaped like Jennifer's, appeared rock hard and larger. After another round of drinks and small talk, Marie suggested they all meet at her apartment the following evening so she and Jennifer could wrestle. Kenneth would act as the referee. At first, Jennifer was hesitant to wrestle Marie, as she respected Marie's abilities and felt she needed additional training. But Marie convinced her that if she agreed to wrestle, she would not use the dreaded Reverse Boston Crab. With this, Jennifer agreed that the match would at least be even, and she would have a reasonable chance at winning. But Marie added an additional stipulation. If Jennifer won, she would concede that Jennifer was the better wrestler and would challenge her to no more matches. But if Jennifer lost, Marie would get to wrestle Kenneth. This excited Kenneth because he thought he might have the opportunity to go mano-a-mano with a woman, who, although taller and heavier than himself, had the most perfect body he had ever seen. At the very least, he thought, this should be quite a bit of fun. And he was ecstatic thinking about watching the two gorgeous women wrestle each other. Marie then said her goodbyes and left. As she walked away, Kenneth noticed how smoothly her firm derierre moved under the tight skirt, without a trace of wobble. He hoped no one noticed his manhood straining against his pants. Jennifer and Kenneth arrived at Marie's apartment the next evening. She had a large loft apartment and had removed the furniture and placed mats on the floor. Marie greeted them at the door wearing a robe, and invited them inside. Jennifer donned a thong-backed leotard and Marie asked Kenneth to change into Speedo trunks. He thought he was supposed to be the referee but he didn't ask why. He stared at himself in the mirror, wearing only the Speedo. "Not bad," he thought at the reflection of his slim toned body. He had not gained any weight since his days of running college track and tried to keep in shape by regular workouts in the gym. Marie removed her robe and displayed herself wearing only a white crocheted bikini with a floss back. Kenneth was astounded by the size of her breasts, 38DD, which he thought to be most unusual for a woman of her unique musculature. He also noticed the ripples in her abdominals and the steel cords showing in her thighs. Her shape of her calves were magnificent. She was primed, deadly, and ready to wrestle. She quickly took Jennifer to the mat and put various holds on her winning a fall. She then let Jennifer take the next fall, although that was unknown to Jennifer. Her strategy was to let Jennifer become over confident, drop down her guard, and issue the coup-de-grace. That was exactly what happened. Jennifer, in a moment of careless over-confidence, let Marie catch her between her powerful thighs. Jennifer had seen Marie do 500 pound squats at the gym and knew what the power of those legs could do. She knew she was in trouble. She began to panic. Marie next applied a sleeper hold to Jennifer's carotid arteries, at the same time applying maximum pressure around Jennifer's waist with her thighs. For a matter of minutes, Kenneth watched his blonde secretary being crushed unconscious before his eyes. The raven-haired Marie's legs were now sculptured with beautiful, deadly female muscle applying many hundreds of pounds of pressure around Jennifer's body. Jennifer's eyes glazed over. She went limp. She was defeated. Marie would get her chance with Kenneth. End of Synopsis ****************************************** The Initiation of Kenneth Part Two Kenneth and Jennifer arrived back at Marie's loft precisely at 8 the next evening. Marie met them at the door wearing the short satin robe and heels that made her 6 feet 2 inches tall. She invited them in and poured them both a scotch. Kenneth by now was beginning to think that he had perhaps taken on more than he would be able to handle as he looked over at his soon-to-be opponent sitting across from him, legs crossed, showing a magnificent expanse of thigh.. The thought just crossed his mind thinking of what they did to Jennifer last night and what they might do to him tonight. He quickly drained his glass and accepted another, hoping that he might ingest enough courage to keep him from changing his mind. After the second scotch, Marie stood and informed them that they could get started anytime Ken was ready. Kenneth privately hoped that she would offer him a third. He needed all the help he could get. Marie produced the brief Speedo suit that Kenneth wore the previous night with directions to put it on. Kenneth complied and returned sat in a large chair. Jennifer had changed into her high cut leotard, preparing to referee the match. Marie walked back and forth across the room in front of Kenneth while observing his eyes just to make sure he was watching her. When she was satisfied that his eyes were on her, she removed her robe and tossed it in the corner. Ken watched with satisfaction. She was wearing nothing but her heels and the tiny crocheted thong bikini. Her brunette hair was tied back in a long pony tail, her nails were polished, lips glossed. Kenneth noticed she was also wearing a lot of eyeliner. She looked positively feline with her long dark hair. 170 pounds of solid muscle, beautiful, lethal, and ready. She moved so close to him that he observed a few minute drops of perspiration on her brow and suspected she had been lifting weights and pumping her muscles for definition immediately before he and Jennifer arrived. He became convinced of this when Marie suddenly turned about and flexed in a double bicep pose. Her upper arms exploded to the size of small grapefruits. Each muscle in her back and deltoids was clearly defined under transparent skin gleaming under the lights. Ken now believed she was trying to intimidate him with her muscularity and that maybe he should resign now rather than face the punishment that he feared was to come. She quickly turned and presented him her anterior side.. Jennifer was watching also, but it was obvious she was displaying herself only to Kenneth. Her 38DD breasts were almost about to leap from her tiny top of crocheted triangles which barely covered er nipples. Her abdomen was as rippled as a washboard. Her waist was narrow and feminine and her stomach flat and rock solid. "My God," he thought. "She's going to kill me." Marie continued her display of herself by flexing her quadriceps. She raised her right foot off the ground, pointed her toes and produced the most dramatic show of muscle Kenneth had ever seen. Each muscle in her leg was completely defined and separated from the others. Muscle flared from her hips until tapering at the knees. She rotated her thighs so each muscle group took on a life of its own. He could even see striations in some. Kenneth was unsure now if he should die from ecstasy or die from fright. "Well," he thought to himself. "What's the worst thing that can happen? I guess I'll find out." "Ready Babe?" she interjected. "Jennifer, you're the ref. You know what to do." "Just a second," she said. Marie turned and deftly removed her top and tossed it in the corner on top of her robe. "I usually don't wear this when I'm wrestling with friends. It just gets in the way. You don't mind do you?" Kenneth didn't think she expected an answer. All she wore now was the minute crochet bikini that barely covered her pubic area. She stood before him now. She kicked her heels into the corner. Her large, globular but firm breasts gleamed under the lights. Kenneth now noticed traces of her pectorals, immediately above and around her breasts. Kenneth knew she was dangerous but stood hypnotized like a rabbit watching a rattlesnake. Jennifer blew her whistle to start the match. Kenneth's taller and heavier female opponent clasped his shoulders with her hands and pushed him back several times, testing his strength. They circled each other for 30 seconds or so, pushing and circling until Marie quickly stepped behind him and slipped her left arm around his neck and grabbed him in a headlock. As she put moderate pressure around Kenneth's neck, he struggled to free himself but to no avail. Even tugging on her forearm with both his hands was insufficient to break her hold. Marie then snapped him flat on the mat and pinned him by sitting her full body weight on his chest. "This is too easy," she thought for a second and stood. She took him by the hand and pulled Kenneth to his feet. "Come on, come get up." She was looking for another takedown. Both were back on their feet, facing each other. Marie decided she would try something different just to warm things up. Facing Kenneth, she grasped his waist with both arms from behind his back, placing a forearm at each side of him while bending slightly at the knees. She bent Kenneth over at the waist so his neck was now under her right arm. Quickly straightening, she bodily lifted Kenneth, swinging his legs high in the air, inverting him until his butt was now riding on her shoulder. His legs dangled in the air behind her back and he found himself carried upside down, balanced on Marie's shoulders, looking up at the ceiling. He just remembered something about Marie enjoying humiliating men. He had never been lifted by a woman before and now it was happening with his young secretary looking on. The ceiling of Marie's loft began to spin while he rode upside down on her shoulders. He knew this Amazon was strong, but he could not conceive of anything like this. She continued to spin him until his head began to swim before dropping him unceremoniously on the mat. He lay there dazed for a few seconds while the women looked down at him. He remembered Jennifer telling him that Marie could perform 500 pound squats. "That's the same as having 2 Dallas Cowboys linebackers sitting on each shoulder at the same time," he thought to himself. He promised himself that he would try to avoid her grasping him with her legs, lest he be crushed like Jennifer. Marie dropped down to the mat and hooking her arms under his and behind his neck, secured him with a full nelson. She applied pressure until he thought she would snap his neck like a dry twig. "Did I tell you I can bench 270 pounds?" she asked him in a voice so soft only he could hear. A new fear welled inside Kenneth. He might be able to bench 135 for 1 rep if he struggled. And he was now at the mercy of a woman who probably was stronger in each shapely arm as he was with both of his combined. Marie relaxed her nelson to try something else. She let Kenneth struggle free only to pin him under herself in a grapevine. She held his arms by his wrists over his head while stretching his legs apart with hers until he was in pain. He felt her solid bare breasts compress into his chest. "I've got you now, don't I, lover boy?" she growled. Kenneth could only think of keeping those powerful python thighs from putting him away. Completely immobilized by the weight of his heavier female opponent, he felt the sinews in his legs being torn loose from his body. The excruciating pain lasted only for a few seconds until Marie suddenly stopped to again try another hold. She stood and stepped over him and grabbed a handful of Kenneth's hair. Pulling him off the mat, she forced him on his hands and knees where she clasped her powerful thighs around his neck. With his neck locked just above Marie's knees, Kenneth struggled to free himself. He tugged at her legs with his hands. They were solid an immobile as steel posts. He moved his hands up her legs to her thighs to find a better location to force her to release her hold on him. As he touched her thighs, Kenneth could not help to notice the contrast of the soft suppleness and delicateness of her skin with the sinewy rock hard muscle underneath. He was locked between her legs and he was sure that she was expending hardly no effort at all. He tried to stand, hoping to lift her enough to throw her off balance, but her 30 pound weight advantage was too much for his efforts to have any effect. Kenneth was suprised to find himself becoming aroused by Marie's physical dominance of him and felt a swelling in his trunks, large enough, he thought, to be noticed by both women. Marie again suddenly relaxed her hold and Kenneth remained on his knees on the mat for a few seconds, rubbing his neck before rising to his feet. "Well what's this?" Marie asked rhetorically, referring to the now obvious bulge in Kenneth's Speedos. "I think we had better check this out!" With a deft snap of her wrists, Kenneth now found his brief swimsuit around his ankles before he was aware of what had happened. Complying with Marie's demand that he step out of them, he found himself standing completely nude before both women who were each now staring at his small but erect penis. Not knowing whether to be embarrassed or proud of his manhood, Kenneth felt a wave of excitement pass through him while he waited for what would happen next. He did not have long to wait. Marie grasped his wrist, and kneeled in front of Kenneth while securing a leg to her shoulders with her right arm. As she quickly stood, Kenneth again found his 140 pounds effortlessly tossed onto her shoulders and carried in a fireman's carry. "This is just too easy!" she remarked to Jennifer. "Don't you think?" As she smoothly carried him around the room, he reached down with his one free arm and touched the steel cable now visible in her thighs. Jennifer watch her effortlessly execute a dozen squats with Kenneth securely locked on her shoulders, a human male barbell. Kenneth meanwhile found himself becoming so aroused that he was sure that she could feel his masculinity poking her in her shoulders. Again, Kenneth was dropped carelessly to the mat. He looked up at her hoping this would soon be over. Like a cat, she pounced him while he was lying on his back, the wind knocked out of him. She sat on his chest, facing his feet. "My God," thought Jennifer. "She's going to put the Crab on him." Marie reached down and grabbed Kenneth by his knees and brought them upward to her chest, cramping his diaphragm. As she pulled his knees higher, Kenneth found he could no longer get air in or out of his lungs, no matter how desperately hard he tried. Spots started to appear before his eyes. Looking on but becoming fearing for her boss, Jennifer noticed that Marie's gorgeous ass was only centimeters away from Kenneth's face, but she was not attempting to smother him as she had done with other male opponents. Jennifer knew that Marie was toying with him and yet not through with Kenneth. Marie now saw Kenneth's lips move slightly and heard him gasp. He was obviously trying to submit. Jennifer blew the whistle but Marie did not release. Jennifer blew the whistle again and shouted to Jennifer to stop before she hurt Kenneth. Marie snarled to Jennifer "Shut up you bitch!" But just as Jennifer thought she was about to serious injure Kenneth, Marie relaxed her hold and Kenneth, now able to breathe again, began gasping for air. He was still conscious but groggy and lay on the mat without moving. Quick as a flash, Marie maneuvered herself around behind Kenneth's head and raised his shoulders into a sitting position. Kenneth noticed that his erection had left and saw his penis had now become flaccid. He was drained. But not Marie. She did what Kenneth had hoped to avoid all evening. She swung her legs around him and grasped him around his slim nude body at the waist as he had seen her do with Jennifer, just before she put her out. The steel cables reappeared in her thighs as she began to apply pressure. Kenneth watched massive slabs of muscle start to bulge. He thought about the 500 pounds squats. Marie now locked her ankles. Her powerful calves sculpted themselves into deadly beautiful diamonds as he watched them slowly crush his slight but trim naked body. There was no stopping Marie now. The powerful young woman had tasted blood and was going in for the kill. Kenneth knew it would soon be over. Jennifer now was screaming hysterically at Marie to stop. Marie was oblivious. She slipped a strong forearm around Kenneth's 45 year old neck and located the arteries. Large biceps appeared and veins leapt out from her forearm and the Sleeper was brought to bear and pressure applied. Jennifer continued to scream and started tugging on Marie's shoulders and arms. Even Jennifer's strength could not budge them. Black and silver spots again reappeared in front of Kenneth's eyes, growing larger by the second, as Marie's massive legs and forceful arms continued to crush his now immobilized body. Jennifer stopped screaming and pulling on Marie's muscular arms.. She was softly crying now. Kenneth knew he had only seconds left before his ultimate humiliation. The last thing he remembered was Jennifer kissing his lips before he slipped into blackness.