Next:  Rhonda: Part IX:  Rhonda battles for a shot at the title
by Massive Muscle
Rhonda tries to keep winning at the NUWA nationals,

   Barely three hours from her upset victory over Veronica in the
opening match of the National Underground Wrestling Association
national tournament in Miami, Rhonda was stretching her muscles for her
second battle of the evening against Devon.  It was Devon's first match
of two so Rhonda knew she would have to conserve her energy or end this
match quickly.

   Devon was a natural crowd favorite because she was a native of Miami.
She was very dark complected with dark, thick hair, that hung down below
her shoulders.  She was 5'7", 180 pounds.  Devon was not as muscular as
some of the other women in the pro ranks, but she had a reputation for
being very mean and nasty.  She was very strong but lacked muscular
definition, especially in her mid-section and upper legs.

   Rhonda decided to wear a more conservative outfit for this match due
to the scratches to the sides of her 38" breasts incurred during her
previous match with Veronica.  Rhonda wore a white one-piece suit that
strained to cover her large mounds.  The bottom of the suit rode high on
her waist, and disappeared between the cheeks of her curvaceous glutes.
The fabric was very sheer and the outline of her nipples and the lips of
her labia were clearly visible.  Rhonda put on her red cover-up and
prepared herself mentally using her special form of meditation. Rhonda
focused on the match, and remembered the feelings of sexual energy she
has obtained when an opponent submits to her power.

   The door opened, and Ken, Rhonda's lover and sponsor entered.  "Are
you ready?" he asked.  Rhonda nodded and stood up.  She hugged and
kissed Ken while rubbing his 7" member to a state of instant erection.
"After I win, I want you to use this to satisfy me!" Rhonda whispered in
Ken's ear as she stroked his rod roughly.  She pushed open the door. "By
the way, I don't plan on this taking very long!"  Ken was astounded by
her confidence.  He followed her to ring side where he sat down next to
Donna and Steve, Rhonda's trainers.  "I think she's ready!" Ken said.

   Rhonda stepped into the ring and waited for Devon to arrive.  The
crowd cheered their hometown wrestler, and seemed to be strongly behind
her.  Devon came to the ring wearing a  lime green one piece suit. She
had large breasts that were obviously natural, because of how far they
hung down on her chest.  A slight role of fat encircled her waist.
However, her arms looked very powerful and her sheer weight would make
maneuvering her around the ring very difficult for Rhonda.

   Rhonda removed her red cover up as the bell rang to start the match.
Rhonda shot out and quickly attacked the surprised Devon.  Wrapping her
arms around Devon just below her glutes, Rhonda lifted her opponent off
the mat and drove her into the corner turnbuckle.  Rhonda held on to the
ropes and using them for leverage, drove her shoulder hard into Devon's
vunerable midsection.  The crowd was as stunned as Devon was.  Devon's
abdominal area was quickly turning to mush.  Ten, eleven, twelve times
Rhonda drove deeper into the soft abdominal flesh of Devon. Rhonda
released the ropes and watched Devon fall forward onto the mat. Devon
was coughing, trying to regain her breath.  Rhonda gave Devon little
time to recover.

   Rhonda began a slow and calculated destruction of Devon. Rhonda
started by knocking Devon to the mat face first.  Rhonda grabbed both of
her arms and bent them back behind her while placing her foot squarely
in the middle of Devon's back.  Devon quickly reacted to this new source
of pain by releasing a piercing scream.  Rhonda inflicted shoulder and
back damage, before releasing one arm, sitting down on the mat, grabbing
one leg and pulling both back into a bow and arrow hold. Again Devon's
back and limbs filled with pain.  The match was barely 3 minutes old and
Devon was already in big trouble.  Devon pleaded for Rhonda to release
this painful hold.  After a couple of minutes, Rhonda complied with
Devon's request.  Devon tried to stretch her body to relieve some of the
pain, but her break was not nearly long enough.

   Rhonda grabbed a leg and bent it back towards Devon's glutes.  Rhonda
sat on the leg and reached down around Devon's neck and pulled her head
back, applying a great amount of pressure on Devon's back.  This camel
clutch / toe hold combination was a submission hold that most wrestlers
could not escape.  Devon however, was now channelling her anger into an
attempted comeback.  She screamed at the pain, gritted her teeth and
tried to break the hold.  Rhonda sensed her gathering some momentum and
poured on the pressure.  After inflicting sufficient damage, Rhonda
released the hold, and backed away to ponder her next move. The crowd
was in a state of shock.  Not only had Rhonda defeated the #4 ranked
wrestler in the world earlier this evening, now she was destroying
another veteran of the NUWA without even a hint of a threat from her
opponent.

   Devon got up to her hands and knees, trying to get to her feet.
Rhonda took a moment to seductively stretch and flex her muscles, 
for her fans, and then dropped down on top of Devon, applying a full
nelson on her opponent.  The sharp pain in Devon's shoulders and back
returned instantly as Rhonda pulled Devon up off the mat.  Devon
desperately tried to free herself.  She had almost no use of her arms
and shoulders.  It took all of her available pain tolerance to rotate
her arm against the pressure of the hold, risk an arm fracture, to get
a hold of Rhonda's ponytail.  Devon held on with all her might hoping to
force Rhonda to release.  Rhonda was pissed at herself for letting this
happen to her. Rhonda released the full nelson and grabbed Devon's arm
with both of hers, forcing Devon to release her grip on Rhonda's hair.
Devon made a last ditch effort to counter this incredible attack.  She
quickly drove her arm upwards trying to nail Rhonda between her legs,
but Rhonda was too quick for her and Devon's punch bounced harmlessly
off Rhonda's massive thigh.  Next Devon aimed for Rhonda's abdomen,
hoping to return some of the punishment she had endured at the outset of
this match.  Rhonda simply placed her hands on her hips, flexed her
six-pack abs and let the blows, weakened by Rhonda's destruction, bounce
off harmlessly.  This drove the crowd into a frenzy.  Seeing one
wrestler dominate another in such a seductive manner, was always a crowd
pleaser!

   After several blows failed to inflict any damage, Devon reached
forward and in desperation grabbed at Rhonda's pubic mound.  Devon's
talons clawed at Rhonda's vunerable flesh trying to gain some kind of
advantage. Rhonda screamed with the pain, but her many hours of training
instinctively allowed her to react in a way to squelch the attack.
Rhonda placed both hands together, extended her arms and pounded Devon's
lower back with a sledge hammer like blow. Devon released her grip, but
her hand got caught up in the fabric of Rhonda's suit, slightly tearing
it. Devon fell to the floor like a rock.  Rhonda was angry that for the
second match in a row, her opponents had attacked areas of her body that
she (and especially her lover, Ken) considered her most private love
shrines, not to be touched or attacked by unworthy opponents.

   Rhonda decided to give a little pay back to Devon.  She slammed her
foot down into Devon's lower back, applying more pain to an area that
was already significantly injured.  Devon curled into a fetal position,
laying on her side. Rhonda kicked Devon over onto her back and spread
her legs apart.  Devon, though very groggy, was now well aware of what
was coming.  She tried to scream her submission to the referee before
Rhonda leaped into the air, got into a tuck position, and dropped her
knee squarely between Devon's legs.  All 179 pounds plus the added force
of gravity from the fall, was transferred through Devon's pubic area.
The force of the blow knocked Devon out cold.  The referee stepped in
and stopped the match.  As he raised Rhonda's hand in victory, Rhonda
placed her foot squarely on Devon's vigina and roughly rubbed it around.
Devon's manager cursed at Rhonda in Spanish from the side of the ring.
Devon slowly awoke to feel more pain inflicted by this amazon destroyer.

   Devon pleaded for mercy as Rhonda decided to require one more act
from Devon.  Rhonda's flexed her massive arms, and finished tearing her
bottom of her swimsuit placing her swollen love box in full view of the
crowd and Devon. Rhonda sat down on Devon's face and made her see,
taste, smell, and feel Rhonda's moist, hot box up close and personal.
Devon feared a greater destruction if she did not comply with Rhonda's
request, so she began to service Rhonda with her tongue and lips.
Rhonda quickly reached a state of orgasm and released her juices with a
shuddering climax.

   Rhonda stood up and walked to the edge of the ring.  The shocked
crowd cheered widely for what they had just witnessed.  In one night a
rookie wrestler had defeated the #4 wrestler in the world and completely
humiliated another veteran, without ever facing a serious challenge.
Rhonda was 2-0 with two more preliminary matches slated for tomorrow.
The #2 seed in her group would be first, followed by the #4 seed.  It
had been a very satisfying night.  Some of the men in the crowd began to
chant her name.  She was not just simply winning the matches, she was
completely dominating them.

   Rhonda returned to the dressing room and began to take a shower.  As
she rinsed her body, Ken stepped in and joined Rhonda. His seven inches
flared out to full extension as he began to massage her muscular back
and neck.  Rhonda leaned forward and rested her head against the
wall, allowing the warm water to hit and flow down her back.  Ken moved
his hands around and gently massaged her abs and breasts.  Rhonda's
nipples erupted from their dormant position, straining to nearly 3/4 of
an inch in length. Rhonda turned around and let Ken orally massage her
breasts as the water splashed off her head and back.  Ken moved down on
Rhonda and continued the oral stimulation.  After several minutes,
Rhonda exploded again in orgasm.  Ken was quickly reaching a point of no
return. Rhonda reached down and inserted his rod into her ready and
waiting love canal.  Within minutes, she capped a perfect night with a
third orgasm.  Ken held on but only a few seconds longer before erupting
inside of her.  The two lovers finished their shower and returned to the
room.

   Rhonda was the talk of the tournament.  Tickets for the matches in
the main arena on Wednesday were sold out and no one appeared willing to
part with the ones they owned. Offers of thousands of dollars were being
turned down.  Everyone wanted to see this new machine of destruction in
action.  Everyone was also sure that her opponents were not necessarily
looking forward to it though.

Next: Rhonda: Part X: Day two of the national tournament