Title: THE WOMEN WARRIOR GYM 
By: M. Webb
Synopsis: Young couple find wild mixed wrestling club!

I'd been arguing with Hanna for the past fifteen minutes. At first 
she loved the idea, I think even more than I did, but as the time to 
get in the ring got closer she started to get a case of the nerves.

"But don't you think this whole thing is a little weird? What if a 
cop shows up, or something," she said. She fiddled with her long 
blonde hair as she complained sulkily.

"Dear, one of the competitors is a cop. The whole thing is completely 
legal."

"But that injury waiver you signed..."

"It's just a formality dear. These people want to have just like we 
do. I thought you wanted to see me fight in the ring?" I came up 
behind her and hugged her from the behind. I really, really didn't 
want her to wimp out on me. 

She turned around and looked me in the eye. "Ok, maybe I'm being 
silly. But what if one of your friends at work finds out about this?"

"Nobody will find out a thing. They've already worked all of this 
out, that is why it's a private club. Everything happens in the 
Warriors Gymnasium area, and the tapes are kept confidential, no 
resale."  Then I held her closer. "And they even have an area in the 
back of the gymnasium for the winner to take his property after the 
match. Don't you want to see it?"

She finally gave in and snuggled closer to me. She shared my love of 
mixed fighting, but unfortunately she just wasn't big enough, wasn't 
the type to wrestle around with me. Our matches had always been 
hampered by the fact that she just couldn't match my strength, and I 
was afraid to hurt her. But when she had heard about the warrior, she 
jumped at it. And so had I. Winner take all mixed fighting, your own 
slave for one night if you win. Getting into the club was expensive, 
more than $1000 a year. But competitors got free membership in the 
club. I had applied just a couple weeks ago, and they called me last 
night and told me that due to a cancellation I could join tonight if 
I wanted. 

The ride out of town was uneventful, but very tense. We pulled up in 
front of the club and gave our id at the gate, and were buzzed in. 
When we walked in we entered a large living room type area, filled 
with several dozen people. A short guy with a clipboard approached us 
as I looked around. 

"Michael and Hannah?"

"That's us."

"Hello, I'm Phil, I'm the mat manager here at the Warrior. Why don't 
I show you and your wife your opponent for tonight, and then I can 
take you back to the lockers."

My mouth felt dry. I really had no idea what to expect, I was sure 
she would be big. I was hoping she would be athletic, not... chunky. 
He took me past the others, most of whom were now watching me. He led 
me to a stunning woman who was talking to two older gentleman. She 
turned to look at me. She was 5'11", blonde. And her chest was large. 
I figured about 38" on her lovely chest. She was unbelievable 
feminine. My mouth was the Sahara.

"Hello Michael. I'm Amber, your opponent tonight."

Even her voice was feminine. She was a little tall, but this woman 
couldn't really be planning on fighting me competitively tonight.

"Mike?" She was smiling at me. 

"I'm sorry, uh..." I put my hand out to shake her hand. She laughed 
again, stepped forward and hugged me, kissing me on the neck. I was 
in heaven. She was so soft...

"Awfully formal for two competitors, aren't we Mike? That's ok, 
you'll loosen up."

I could feel Hannah's eyes burning into my back, and I tried to 
straighten up. Phil spoke up behind me, "Well, I don't have the type 
of match down. The whole thing was arranged at the last minute, so 
why don't you agree to the rules now."

"What sort of matches are there? I thought it was just sort off... 
anything goes." 

Amber giggled. "Oh that would be fine with me Mike. But we can have 
any sort of match we agree too. In the past, we've had boxing, 
kickboxing, wrestling only, costume and no-costume. And we do need to 
agree how the winner will be determined." 

Phil said "In the event that you can't come to an agreement, the 
match is decided by two out of three submissions, anything goes. "

I was dizzy at the thought of owning her for the night. I looked at 
Hannah and I could tell that although she was angry at me, she was 
thinking the very same thing. 

"What does costume mean?" Amber spoke up. 

"That means you can wear anything you want into the ring. Of course, 
we'd be checked for weapons, but we could use what we are wearing in 
the fight. We just aren't allowed to bring in anything... dangerous. 
I doubt you have a costume, so no-costume would be fine with me. And 
you don't look like a boxer, you look more like a wrestler. How about 
it, wrestling?" She moved closer to me and her nipples brushed 
against my chest. 

"Or anything goes?" Hannah spoke up. "Wrestling sounds good. Are you 
happy with two out of three submissions."

Amber batted her eyes. "Uh-huh. If that's what's what you want. I 
guess I'll just have to take my chances with Mike here. I'll see you 
in a few minutes." She turned around and walked towards a rear door. 

I started to follow her, but Phil stopped me. "That is to the women's 
locker room. I'd better get you down there now, you only have about 
fifteen minutes.

"What about Hannah?"

"She can sit ringside with you, I'll take her down there. Come this 
way."

The locker-room looked clean and well kept, and there was a small gym 
adjoining it. As I looked, Phil saw my interest and said, "You can 
use that gym anytime you want 24-hours a day. There is also a 
swimming pool, and at the proper times of day a masseuse and physical 
therapist to help you keep in shape. I can show you all that later, 
but you'd better get changed. When it's time for you to come in, that 
red light will go off."

"Could I ask you a quick question Phil?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"How was Amber selected for this match?" 

He hesitated for a second. "Well, Amber has the first match with 
every guy who comes in. Some of the girls too. You better get 
dressed."

My name was already on a locker. I put my gear in, changed and still 
had a few minutes to think before I went in. I put on trunks and some 
boots. When the light went on, I opened the door and walked out. The 
ring was a regulation ring, and there were more than fifty people in 
the surrounding seats. I came walking forward to the ring. Hanna 
stood up and kissed me long and hard. She was hot already. 

I stepped up into the ring. Phil was standing in the ring wearing 
black and white stripes. "And in his first match, at 5'10" and 194 
pounds, in the blue trunks, Mike!" The crowd clapped politely. 

The opposing door opened and amber came walking out. Amber was 
wearing a white silk teddy, and she was barefoot. She smiled and blew 
kisses to the crowd as they cheered for her. I couldn't believe my 
eyes. She filled out the teddy so well. She wasn't exactly what I had 
in mind when I came here, but I wouldn't have so much trouble hurting 
her as I would my wife. 

Phil announced, "And returning to the ring, at 5'11" and 132 pounds, 
Amber!" The crowd went nuts, and I agreed with them. She hopped up 
onto the edge of the ring, stepping over the top rope. She smiled to 
the crowd, and did a split. I groaned, audibly I think. She then 
stood up and faced me, smiling beautifully, now doing arm stretches 
that exaggerated the size of her bust even further. I was trying hard 
to think of something else, because my erection had to be very 
visible. 

Amber walked forward as Phil motioned us in. We stood facing each 
other. Phil spoke, still talking into the mike, "This will be a two 
out of three falls wrestling match, winner decided only by 
submissions. Go to your corners and come out fighting." He stepped 
back and I turned and went to my corner. Hannah was standing there at 
ringside. I looked at her, and I could tell she was torn between 
being jealous of this bimbo, and being turned on at the thought of 
literally owning her overnight. 

"Any advice?" She shook her head, "Just get her for us honey." She 
hopped up and gave me another good luck kiss, a really hot one. Then 
she dropped down and got into her seat. 

The bell rung and I turned and walked out into the ring. Amber moved 
forward, her hands apart. I moved forward grabbing her hands, 
attempting to slam her back into the ropes. But she just fell back 
onto the mat, grappling me with her legs. They were long and strong, 
and immediately started to the crush air out of me. I had her pressed 
down to the mat, but this wasn't for pinfalls. I released her hands 
and brought them to her legs, trying to split them apart. I couldn't 
spread them, but I did take the pressure off. 

Just as I started to really pour it on, Amber undid the top string on 
her teddy and pulled it down, revealing her breasts. I was about six 
inches from them, but that didn't last. She used her free hands to 
reach around my neck and pull me into the space between her breasts. 
They were soft, and she smelled incredible. I started to lick. Then I 
felt her legs cut me in half as she reapplied the hold. I started 
trying to pull her legs apart again. She rolled over so she was on 
top, maintaining her scissors hold and smother. I was panting, and 
she whispered, "Having a little trouble baby. Come on, give amber a 
fight." 

She was babytalking, and even as I got angry with her I could still 
feel my insides turning to jelly. Those legs of hers had to get tired 
after awhile, but I could tell my arms were tiring first. The 
scissors was beginning to take its toll. I slid backwards and got to 
the ropes, and pulled myself onto them. Moments later she released 
the hold and I was breathing again. 

Suddenly, she grabbed me and flipped me over her shoulder onto the 
mat below. I hit hard and the air I'd just sucked in quickly left my 
body. She dropped her rear onto my face, facing my belly. She grabbed 
my legs, and then placed them underneath her armpits, rocking back. 
She was folding me into oblivion, I could already see little stars, 
and her odor was overcoming me. 

I started to panic. I couldn't see the referee, I couldn't see 
anything, I couldn't even make a noise. Everything was starting to 
fade. I would have submitted if I could make a noise. Then she stood 
up and I lay there groaning. I looked up at the towering blonde 
goddess. As I did so I looked over and saw Hannah standing ringside, 
yelling something at me desperately. Then Amber dropped down onto my 
stomach, her legs astride me, leaning forward and putting her nipples 
close to my head. Then her legs entwined mine and she started to 
power a grapevine. She had my hands pressed to the mat. She put her 
mouth on mine and kissed me hard as she pulled my legs farther apart. 
Then she moved forward a little. 

"Suck them." Her nipple brushed my mouth, and I did as I was told. I 
worked on them as she kept working the grapevine. As they grew more 
erect the pressure heightened. I was so hard. 

"Poor little baby. This could have been to pinfalls, but your wifey 
wanted you to beat up on me. So your first match is gonna be sooo 
painful." She moved my legs a little further apart, then pushed back 
with her hands so her body was upright on my stomach. I couldn't get 
up to reach her. But my hands were free. Then I saw Phil looking down 
at me.

"I submit. I submit!" I croaked. 

Phil helped her up, then helped stand me up and walked me to my 
corner. "One minute rest between falls," he said, and clocked on his 
stopwatch. Hannah got up on the ring and put a stool down. 

"Baby, what are you letting this bimbo do to you? Fight!" 

"What do you think I'm doing..."

"I think you're sucking on her nipples while she kicks your ass."

"I didn't have any choice, she was in control."

Hannah slapped me across the face, hard. "Don't give me that crap!" 

I held my face and looked away from her. Her voice softened. "We can 
both have her if you'll start thinking about wrestling, and stop 
thinking about her body!"

"I know she looks like some kind of bimbo, but she can fight. I'm not 
just throwing the match. God, I wonder how many guys she's done this 
too."

Hannah seemed to have calmed down. She hugged me, and I turned to 
face her, as she said "Ok baby, it was just the first fall. Just 
start concentrating and use your strength on her."

I heard a bell being struck, and I saw Hannah's eyes widen. A moment 
later I felt an impact in my back and I was slammed into the buckle 
as Amber drove both her feet into my back. I fell back to the mat, as 
she was just getting up from her flying drop kick. I lay there 
holding my sides as the topless blonde stood up, and hauled me up by 
the hair, then hip tossed me back to the mat. Within seconds after I 
landed, she dropped her knee onto the small of my back and I yelled 
out. Then she rolled me over with her foot, and stood over me. Then 
she did a split and her hips landed on my stomach driving the air 
from my body. She moved forward and I was covered in her breasts. 
They were unbelievably firm and large, I couldn't breathe. 

I could still just make Amber out as she started babytalking to me. 
"Did wifey tell you how to beat me? Hmmm? I can see you have it bad 
for her. Don't worry. I'll really make a show of making you submit, 
so she can't complain. Then it will be just the two of us." As she 
spoke, she scooted her hips back, so my erect tool was pushed back by 
her body. She gyrated a little. I was in another world. She slid back 
driving my tool down. Then she went up, then down. 

"ohhhhhhhhhhh godddd. Amber please, Hannah is gonna kill me."

She stopped doing the shimmy and moved into a sitting position onto 
my stomach. I finally started breathing freely after her jugs were no 
longer enveloping my face. She put her hands on her hips and looked 
down at me. "Hannah? You are still worried about that little slut? 
I've been much too nice to you." 

Before the words had even sunk in, she laid back and lifted her legs 
up over my arms, then wrapped them around my head. She started to 
power the hold as I brought my hands up to her legs. I tried to pull 
them apart but couldn't, but I did keep her from putting me out with 
her hold. I groaned and strained as she continued to power the hold. 
Suddenly the world turned upside down as she rolled over, and my head 
hit the canvas. Then she pushed off the mat with her hands and folded 
her knees, she was in face-sitting position with her legs 
constricting around my neck, my arms pinned under her knees and not 
able to hold them any more. 

I gurgled helplessly, trying to think of how I could submit. She 
hopped up and then bounced back down and I would have screamed my 
surrender, but before I could get the air she dropped her weight back 
onto my neck. Suddenly she leaned back and wrapped an arm under each 
of my leg, then leaned all the way back forward. My groans of pain 
were muffled as she folded me in half with both my weight and hers 
smashing me into the mat. I was woozy from being smothered. I felt 
myself blacking out. When I woke up, it took me a second to remember 
what happened. My whole body ached. Suddenly I felt someone grabbing 
me by the hair and I opened my eyes. Amber was hauling me up in the 
middle of the ring and sticking my head between her thighs. She 
grabbed my body and lifted me up so my feet were in the air. 

"You haven't submitted yet."

"I give!" I croaked out in a panic.

"Good." She piledrove me into the mat and I blacked out again. 

I woke up later and felt around me. I was laying on a bed with silk 
sheets and my hands were tied to the bed posts with a black silk 
cloth. There was a rack with chains to the side and what looked like 
a series of whips and cat o' nine tails on the wall. As my eyes 
focused I turned and looked at Amber standing at the foot of the bed. 
She was still wearing what was left of the teddy, still topless. Her 
pretty blonde hair was partially mussed, her sexy breasts were 
heaving. She pointed at the whips. 

"I'm kind of a traditionalist, fortunately for you." She jumped onto 
the bed, on all fours, and moved sinuously forward like a cat. My 
penis was instantly erect. She moved forward and sucked on the head, 
then moved forward and mashed her breasts together around it. 

She spoke as she got me ready, "They call me the cherry buster here." 
She went back to sucking, then inched further up my body. "I just 
broke your cherry," she laughed, then slapped me across the face 
hard. "If you want to have a chance here, you better start using the 
trainer."

Her hips enveloped me, and she sat ramrod straight as she took me 
hard and fast. She was very tight. As the strokes came faster and 
faster she slapped my head from one side, then to the other. I came, 
but she brought my erection back up and then took me again. She came, 
and I orgasmed with her. Then she moved forward and made me eat her 
out. I passed out for the third time that night. 

When I woke up, Amber was standing there wearing blue jeans and a 
white shirt, and Hannah was standing next to her. Hannah looked 
livid. I was still naked, tied to the posts. Amber was grinning, "You 
can have him back now, honey." 

She turned around and walked out.