The Nerd Party
by valerafon
Some teenage girls find out nerds can make good boyfriends.


This is a work of fiction and should not be read by anyone under the age of
eighteen. Please do not read further if you are offended by violence and or
sexual content.

All five girls were laughing and having a good time at Logan's pajama party.
The girls were tall beautiful teenagers and members of the Kennedy swim team.
Each of the fab five had many scholarship offers already from some of the best
colleges in the country and each was an amazing athlete in her own right and
talented in more than one sport.

The girl's were all siting on the floor in their skimpy nighties doing their
nails or just preening themselves talking about swimming or other sports. This
pajama party was a monthly ritual which the girls seldom missed since junior
high. Tara and Chita were added to the inner circle when they arrived at
Kennedy.

Logan was a red headed bombshell and the unofficial leader of the group. She
was into martial arts too, and was already a black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
Kristin, a pretty blond, was also on the tennis team and had a few scholar
ship offers in that sport as well. While Chita a Latino beauty was even a
better soft ball pitcher than she was a swimmer and she too had many
scholarship offers.

Ally, was Logan's best friend, and they've been inseparable since grade
school. Ally was the real Tom boy of the group. She really liked to mix it up
with the boys and was very skilled at wrestling. She was currently the only
girl on the boy's wrestling team and she was undefeated so far this year. Last
but not least was Tara who had arrived from Sweden last year. She was a tall
blond Nordic beauty who was the tallest of the girls at six feet and she was
also an accomplished volley ball player as well as swimmer.

As the girl's did their nails, they finally got around to their favorite
topic, boys. None of the girls were very happy at the moment. It seemed the
jocks they were dating were more into themselves than the girls and each of
the girls had more than one horror story to tell.

Kristin was sadly telling her tale of woe at the moment. She had been dating
Brian the snobbish captain of the basketball team who she had just broken up
with when there came a gentle tapping at the bedroom door.

"Go Away!" Yelled Logan.

Their was a moment of silence and then she heard a female voice speak through
the door, "OK Logs, if you don't have time for your sister, Shelly!"

Logan screamed and got up as soon as she recognized her sisters voice. She
hadn't seen her sister since she moved a way a year and a half ago. The two
sisters hugged and then Logan introduced her around.

Shelly eyed the girls and said, "Well, your all wearing nighties, but you all
look decent enough, and she yelled for her husband, Jerry, to come in.

A man poked his head through the doorway and said, "Hi!" to the girls and then
he excused himself very politely and left.

Kristin was the first to voice her opinion after Jerry was gone, "Wow! He's a
hunk!"

The others quickly affirmed her assessment.

Then Shelly surprised them all by saying, "It wasn't always that way."

"What?" the girls replied in unison.

Logan closed the door and said to her sister, "You better sit down and tell
them the story ... ... But I don't think they're going to believe it ... ...
.I sure wouldn't if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes."

As Shelly sat down on the floor and made herself comfortable next to the other
girls, she started her story out by saying, "Can you believe Jerry was a nerd
in high school."

"What?" cried Chita.

"No way," Tara chimed in.

"Uh huh! I swear it! ... ... ..Let me tell you the story ... .."

For the next five minutes Shelly told them the story of how her and Jerry met
and how she had to make the unpopular decision to date him. Many of her
friends thought she was lowering herself in dating a nerd, and she was
actually blackballed from her circle of friends.

"I honestly don't know how she survived?" Logan added.

After her sister's comment, Shelly looked around the group of girls and got
very serious when she spoke, "Listen, My parents are rich and I'm a spoiled
brat who's use to the good life ... ... .I dated jocks or the popular boys
like you girls and realized that it just wouldn't work for me."

"What do you mean?" Chita asked.

"It may have been the popular thing to do, but the jocks I dated were all
disappointments. They were all boorish louts who's only concern was having a
good time or groping me, and they all were such conceited bastards too."

"Sounds like Brian," Kristin said sadly.

Shelly shook her head in sympathy and then continued on, "And what's worse, I
looked at these guys hard ... ..I mean I really looked at their prospects
after high school and saw that they really had no future. They may have been
good at sports, but none of them were really good enough to hit the big time
and make big money ... . Few of them seldom are!"

Ally asked sadly, "We've all been on this jock merry-go-round, what real
choice do we have?"

Shelly smiled at the question and said proudly, "There's always choices ...
... Do what I did, marry a nerd!"

Shelly's statement brought down the house and all the girl's started talking
at once, but it was Logan who restored order.

"Girls! ... ..Girls! hear her out!"

All the conversations petered out and Shelly was able to talk again, "I know
what you're all thinking, but when I looked at Jerry what I saw was potential.
He hadn't peaked in high school like the jocks and pretty boys had. He had
promise. He was an absolute computer genius with a great personality who never
dated and was really shy around girls."

"But he doesn't look like a nerd," Chita inquired.

"Not now! ... ... I saw his potential in high school and I took the raw clay
and molded him into what I wanted ... ... ... And now, he already makes close
to three hundred grand a year. We took three vacations last year, and I choose
where we go and spend all our free time. We live in a great house and I'm free
do what I want which really makes me happy."

It really sounds good, but how did you pull it off, " Tara asked.

"The hardest part is picking the right nerd. There are degrees to nerdliness.
Stay away from the hard core nerds and the pencilnecks. What you're really
looking for is a boy who straddles the fence. A boy with untapped potential
who will be clay in your hands."

"What did you do with him when you found him?" Ally asked.

Shelly smiled and said, "That's the easy part! ... ... You show him who the
boss will be! ... ... ..Who will be calling all the shots and making all the
decisions ... ... ... Then slowly you start to change him and his lifestyle."

"And how did you go about that with Jerry?" Kristin asked.

Shelly smiled as she remembered her first date with Jerry, and then she told
the girls, "I invited him over and we had a little wrestling match ... ...
..Of course, it was not much of a contest ... ... .I slaughtered him ...
..After that, he knew who the boss would be ... ... ..Remember, boys like
Jerry will be so happy to be around girl's like us that you can coax them into
doing just about anything ... ... And after, instead of being embarrassed or
upset, they'll dream about the experience for weeks ... ... .At least, that's
what Jerry told me."

"So you're the boss?" Chita asked not sounding convinced.

Shelly gave her a knowing smile, got up and went to the door, and said
mischievously, "Maybe a little demonstration is in order."

Then she yelled for Jerry who promptly appeared a few moments later. As he
stood next to his gorgeous wife, while the other girls looked on, she opened
his mouth and said, "I had all his teeth worked on, his nose was bobbed a bit,
his hair has been styled, and he works out three times a week to tone his
muscles, and you can clearly see the results."

"And you're still the boss?" Chita repeated.

Without getting upset at Chita's comment, Shelly looked at her husband and
asked in a sweet voice, "Jerry dear, who's the boss?"

He looked at his wife and without hesitation answered back, "You are!"

"And who's stronger?"

Again without hesitation, Jerry answered staring at his wife's beautiful face
with love and admiration written all over his, "You are!"

"That's right sweet heart!" and she kissed him sweetly on the cheek. Then she
ordered, "Now drop down and give me ten, will you dear?"

Without looking at the girls, he assumed the position and rattled off ten
quick pushups, and when that was done his wife had another command, "Now dear,
I want you to pull down your pants and bend over."

Jerry looking a bit embarrassed, again without hesitation did as his wife had
ordered, and when he had assumed his new position, Shelly asked for help from
the girls. "Tara will you help me punish Jerry?"

Tara got up and walked over looking back for a moment and laughing with the
other girls.

"Now, I want you to pull his briefs down a bit and strike his bare bottom ten
times as hard as you can."

Tara giggled like a teenage girl is prone to do when posed with an unusual
situation, but she followed Shelly's instructions and pulled down his shorts
over his butt and swatted his bare bottom hard.

Jerry in response grunted and the other girls laughed once again.

Shelly had some instruction for Tara before she continued, "Wrap your one arm
around his waist for leverage ... ..That's it! ... ..Now really lay into him!
... ... ..That's it!"

She hit him nine more very hard whacks that only a female athlete could
administer, and afterwards, Jerry was sniffling a bit.

"Very good, Tara! ... ... ... Now kiss him and tell him he was a very good
boy! ... ... ..It's always best to reward them a little after you've punished
them!"

After Jerry had pulled up his pants, Tara bent over and kissed him lightly.

"No, No, really kiss him, and let him know he was a good boy! ... ... .It's
OK, I won't mind."

Tara shrugged and then grabbed the smaller man and really laid a kiss on his
lips, and while that was happening, the other girls hooted and hollered.

After, Tara said in that sexy Swedish accent of hers, "You've been a very good
boy!"

Still sniffling a bit, Jerry looked up at her and smiled, and then ran over to
Shelly.

Shelly, draped her hands over his shoulders as she stared into his eyes and
said sweetly, "Tara's very strong isn't she?"

Jerry nodded yes as he fought back a few sniffles.

Then Shelly, kissed him passionately too, and when she was done, she patted
his behind and dismissed him saying, "Now go and wait for me in the bedroom,
and mommy will be along soon and make it everything all better!"

Jerry smiled at his demanding wife and then raced for their bedroom..

Shelly watched him leave and then turned to the girls and asked triumphantly,
"Are their any other questions?"

All the girls clapped and before she left she had some more advice for them,
"Remember, you are all gorgeous girls with beautiful athletic bodies! ... ...
You should rule in any relationship! ... ... .The degree of control is up to
you ... ... ..I like having a tight rein on Jerry, it soot's my personality
and there's little chance he'll even notice another woman ... ... .So make it
happen in your relationship! ... ... .You'll never regret it!"

Then Shelly hugged her sister and left. The girl's were quiet for a moment,
then Logan asked, "We'll what do you think? ... ... ..Should we go for it!"

The girl's discussed the matter for the next half hour and came up with a
plan. Each girl would spend the next two weeks looking over the potential
candidates at school and when everyone had made their selection, they would
meet back at Logan's and go over the candidates. There was to be a party at
Logan's in three weeks when her parents were out of town, and they would
invite the boys over for a party they would never forget.

Tara told the girl's, "I already like a boy. He's a lot smaller than me, and I
didn't think you girls would approve of him. He's captain of the chess team
and a member of the Trekies, but he is sweet and very smart.

"Go for it!" Logan told her as the girls settled down to sleep and busied
themselves in their own dreams.

Two weeks later the girls were viewing each other's selections at their next
pajama party. Kristin had secretly taken pictures of all the boys using a
telephoto lens, and as each boys picture popped up on the slide projector, the
girl who had selected him introduced him to the group.

"This is Brad," Ally told the group. "He's really cute as you can see and he
has a four point grade average."

"He almost looks like a jock," Kristin commented as she viewed several of his
slides on the screen.

"Not really!" Ally said. "I mean he hates jocks ... ... He's sort of shy and
he stays to himself, and I don't think he dates much ... ... And I've seen him
at my wrestling meets on more than one occasion."

Logan joked, "I don't think he was there to watch the guys!"

And all the girls laughed.

Then as his last slide came up, Ally added, "He's slightly taller than me with
a nice body, but I don't think I'll have any problem convincing him who the
boss is going to be." And as she said that she made a muscle which literally
exploded out of her arm making the rest of the girls laugh.

Tara's guy was up next. His name was Ken.

"I thought he was going to faint right there on the spot when I walked up to
him and started a conversation," Tara related.

"He's cute too!" Chita commented.

"He's small!" Tara replied. "I think that's what's made him so shy around
girls, and what 's motivated him to do so well at other things ... ... He has
a lot of energy and drive ... ... ..I bet he runs his own company some day."

"Yea, and we know who's going to run him," Ally told the group.

All the girl's broke out into laughter at Ally's comment and it was a few
minutes before Logan could restore order.

Then as his last slide appeared on the screen Tara commented, "Isn't he the
cutest little thing you ever saw! Every time I see him, I just want to take
him in my arms and hug him real tight."

This time it was Kristin who commented at Tara's statement, "Well just
remember when you have him wrapped up in those long legs of yours not to
squeeze him too tightly or he won't be running anything."

Before Tara sat down she asked the group, "Do you think he's going to like my
legs? ... ... ... I mean there so long, and their so muscular from swimming."
While she asked that, she made a sexy gesture with her hands by running them
down her long lovely legs.

Kristin, who was running the slide projector, shook her head and rolled her
eyes saying, "That's like asking if a bee likes honey."

Again, all the girls laughed.

Kristin's guy was named Tim. He was wearing large glasses, his hair was a
mess, he was wearing a Hawaiian print shirt, and he had a pocket protector in
it.

As soon as his picture came up, Chita screamed, "Ahhhhhhh!"

When she heard Chita scream, Ally doubled over in laughter on the floor.

"Now wait a darn minute," Kristin retorted. "I thought we were looking for
potential ... ... .Picture Tim without his glasses and his hair styled and
wearing the right clothes."

"Yea, clothes can make the man, and you know what they say about a well
dressed man?" Ally asked.

"No, what?" Tara responded.

Ally replied jokingly, "That either his girl friend or his wife picks them out
for him."

That made all the girls laugh again.

Then Chita turned her head sideways, closed one eye, and squinted at Tim's
picture and said, "Yea, I can sort of see it."

That's when Logan came to Kristin's defense. "I see it! Tim's going to be a
hunk! ... ... ... Let me show you a picture of what Jerry looked like in high
school." And she got up looked through her album till she found the right
picture and handed it over to Chita who promptly screamed again. "Ahhhhhh!"

All the girls gathered around the picture and it was Tara who commented next,
"That's Jerry, Shelly's husband, no way!"

"That's him Logan replied. "Remember, were looking for potential ... ... And
Shelly was the first to see it in Jerry ... ... And the early bird always gets
the worm!"

"Wait a minute," Ally replied, "what worm are we talking about here?"

Her comment again broke everyone up.

Then as everyone settled back down and as Tim's last picture hit the screen,
Kristin commented, "Tim's really into computers just like Jerry," and she
paused a moment and thought, "Hmmm! I wonder if Jerry will be able to get Tim
into his company when he graduates from college?"

"I'll ask my sister." Logan told her.

Then it was Chita's turn at show and tell. When Kyle's picture popped up it
was Kristin who commented. "He's your type! He has no chains or tattoos ...
... .I would have never guessed!"

This time Chita spoke with no regret in her voice, "I got away from the gangs
when we moved out of the inner city and I came to Kennedy. I have no urge to
relive the experience."

"Sorry! I meant no disrespect!"

"None taken!" Chita replied. Then Chita said very sincerely, "And I really
like your choice too, Kristen." The girls hugged and then slapped hands.

Logan smiled at what she saw and she knew the two girls were going to be even
closer friends in the future. Maybe, they would even become best friends.

Next it was Tara who added her opinion, "He sure does look like the all-
American boy right down to his freckles ... ... Why haven't girls been all
over him?"

Chita took a deep sigh before she answered, "He has one major draw back, but
it's a doosey! ... ... .His mother!"

"He's a momma's boy?" Ally piped in.

"Yea! I guess I like challenges," Chita said with some pride in her voice.

Finally, it was Logan's turn, and when Tom's picture popped up on the screen,
Ally said out loud, "I think this is a mistake!"

"What's she talking about?" asked Tara.

"Ally and me have known Tom since grade school ... ... .He's been sort of a
friend, and ... .."

Ally interrupted again, "He's done stuff for us ... ... He's fixed our
computers ... ... Driven us to meets ... ..And he's even done our homework for
us!"

And Logan fired back, "He's been nothing but nice to the both of us and we've
rewarded him by keeping him on the outside looking in. We've used him and
abused him for years ... ... .We never let him in to our inner circle of
friends." Then turning back to his picture, Logan added, "And maybe he
deserves this chance."

Ally shot back, "But he's different!"

"We'll duh! Isn't that what were looking for." Then she gazed deeply at his
image on the screen once more and she softened her voice and added, "He's
cute, and he's smart and he's nice and he doesn't have a mean bone in his
body."

But Ally had another comment, "So your going to reward him by slaughtering him
at the party!"

As she maintained her temper and continued to stare at the picture, Logan told
her best friend, "No, I'm not going to slaughter him ... ... ..I think he's
going to enjoy our little match very much!"

Brad and Kyle were friends and they arrived at Logan's house together. It was
Tara who greeted them at the door. She was wearing her yellow thong bikini
with a flimsy cover top tied at the waist and covering just her upper body. It
ended right at her hips revealing all of her magnificent legs for the boys
hungry eyes.

As soon as she saw them, she smiled and said, "Come on in boys, I'll call Ally
and Chita." But before she did so, she asked, "Your wearing your bathing
suits, right?"

Both boys looked at one another, grinned, and then nodded yes.

Then she turned to call the two girls and before the two boys walked through
the door, they turned to each other with big smiles on their faces and said
simultaneously, "Oh man! This is going to be some party!" and then they
slapped hands before prancing through the door.

Just inside, Ally and Chita greeted the two boys by giving them little kisses
on the cheek. Then they quickly ushered the boys towards the pool while the
two boy's hungry eyes feasted on the bikinis the girls were wearing.

Ken was the next to arrive and when Tara saw him she bent down, picked him up
bodily, and twirled him around as she sang out, "Ken, I'm so happy you came!"

"Me too!" Ken said breathlessly.

Then Tara set the excited boy down, grabbed his hand, and yanked him through
the doorway.

It was Kristin who greeted Tim at the doorway. She was wearing one of Logan's
martial arts coveralls.

"Your into martial arts?" Tim asked stunned.

"No silly ... ..This is Logan's top. I just borrowed it, but this is mine!"
And she untied her top to reveal the bikini she was wearing underneath.

It was a red thong bikini with a black spider web design woven into it. Tim's
mouth dropped open and he stuttered out, "T,that's really n,nice, Kristin."

Kristen said smiling, "I'm glad you like it!" And then she reached out and
took Tim's glasses off his face making sure she touched his face intimately
with her hands. She placed them in his pocket saying coyly, "I don't think
you'll need these today."

As she ushered Tim inside, Tim said nervously, "Sure, anything you say,
Kristin."

Tom was the last to arrive and of course it was Logan who answered the door.

"Hi Logs, Tom said and then he quickly added as he looked at her top which
covered all of her bikini but not much of her magnificent legs, "Your looking
great as usual!"

"Thanks Tom! ... ... .Are you ready for the party?" She asked and then she
kissed his cheek making him blush.

As he reached up and touched his cheek where she kissed it, he asked shyly,
"Do you want me to serve drinks or something?"

She shook her head like she was mildly perturbed at his remark and then she
grabbed his arm like they were a couple, and she said, "No silly! ... ...
.You're my date for the party!"

Tom gasped at her statement and then he got noticeably more nervous.

As she ushered him through the door, he asked one more question, "This isn't a
nerd party is it? ... ... You know where the girls make fun of the guys, and
make them do weird things!"

She was yet again amazed at his perception, but of course that was one of the
reasons why she liked him. She stopped, looked him square in the eye, and told
him sincerely, "I like you very much! ... ... It took me a long time to
realize that! ... ... ... And I guarantee you that you're going to enjoy
yourself today!"

Tom blushed, looked down, and replied, "Sorry Log's ... ... It's just that
this is sort of a dream come true for me."

She kissed him on the cheek again, gave him one of her glorious smiles, and
she said softly, "I know!"

Before he could say anything else she quickly ushered him to the pool.

Everyone else was by the pool talking and the rest of the boys had already
shed their clothes and were wearing just bathing suits when Logan and Tom
walked in.

As soon as everyone was there, Ally had a suggestion, "Before we go swimming,
are you boys up for a game?"

"Sure!" several boys replied!

Smiling, Ally set the trap, "Well, how about a little contest boys versus
girls!"

Without hearing the game, Brad blurted out, "Sure!"

"Great!" Ally replied. She started to move, but she wiggled her finger at the
boys like she wanted them to follow as she added, "Follow me!"

As the crowd started moving, Logan said to Tom, "Come on, and take your
clothes off."

So as Tom followed behind, he left a trail off clothes as he tried to peel
them off and keep up to Logan at the same time.

The boys were led to a large room decked out in nothing but wrestling mats.

As soon as everyone was inside, Ally started to speak again, "OK, here are the
rules ... ... .Each couple will wrestle, and the winners get a prize."

"A prize?" Tim asked.

If you boys win three matches to two, you all get to first base with us ...
... .Four matches to one and you get to second base ... ... .Five zip ... ...
.Well, let's just say, third base is a lot better than second base.."

"And if you win?" Tim asked.

Ally dismissed that idea with a wave of her hand, and said, "That won't
happen, right ... ..We're girls!"

Brad, like usual was the most vocal of the boys agreed with Ally's assessment
by chiming in and saying, "Yea right!"

After Brad's comment, Ally turned to Kristin, who was standing nearby, and
winked at her. Ally smiled devilishly at Kristen, shook her head knowingly,
and then she gave her a wink back.

Then turning to the boys, who were getting more and more excited about the
prospect of tangling with the girls bodies, Ally said slyly, "But if we do
win, you'll all find out later what we want."

Just then, Tom came rushing through the door in his bathing suit and asked,
"What's up?"

Logan sat down on the corner of one of the mats, and patting a spot next to
her. "Join me, you'll find out soon enough," she said in her sexiest voice.

Before the first match started, Ally went over the rules. Remember, pins don't
count, no falls. So the girl can hold the boy's shoulder down for as long as
she wants, but he won't lose the match. A boy must submit to the girl three
times before the match is over, got it?"

"You mean the girl must submit," Brad said smiling back at Ally.

"Of course, how silly of me" Ally said with an evil little grin on her face as
she came and sat down next to Brad.

The first match was Tara and Ken, and both moved to the center of the mats.
The difference in their relative heights was immediately apparent and
striking. Tara was a good head taller than Ken who looked a little nervous,
but it didn't dampen Brad or Kyle's enthusiasm. They were clapping and
yelling, "Come on, Tim! ... . Get her!"

Several of the girls were cheering for Tara too.

"Make him beg, Kristen yelled.

"Crush the wimp!" Chita hollered.

While the comments continued to fly from the interested onlookers, Tara made a
show of removing her robe. She did an unveiling not a removal. The boys all
gasped when they saw her in her tiny yellow bikini, but it wasn't the bikini
they were gasping at. Tara had the longest most flawless legs of any of the
girls and they were exceptionally toned from her swimming and volley ball. She
was exceptionally beautiful too, but it was hard for a boy to look past her
amazing legs.

Brad and Kyle like usual were very boisterous. "Wow! ... ... .I want to
wrestle with her!" Brad yelled. Ally took offense and pounded him on the arm.

As Brad rubbed his arm, Kyle yelled out, "Stay away from those legs, Ken!"

Chita smiled and leaned over and whispered to Kyle, "Wait till I get you
between my legs!" she warned.

"Promises, Promises, Kyle said jokingly then he turned back to watch the show
on the mat.

Ken's mouth was still agape as he watched the big Swedish teenager prance
about. It was like he was frozen in place. He couldn't believe this was
happening to him. Girls like Tara only inhabited his dreams, but this girl was
all to real, and he didn't have a clue what to do or how to act.

Fortunately Tara did and she continued her show for the boys by doing some
limbering up exercises. First, she put her hands on her hips and twisted her
young teenage body one way and then the other, showing off her ample bosom
which appeared to the boys like it could bust out of its lacy prison at any
moment..

All the boys were watching as if they were transfixed including Ken. Then she
reached down and touched one foot with her long arms and then the other
holding the pose to stretch herself and tease the boys. Then she did the same
thing giving them a side view of her taut young body.

For her lower body exercise, she squatted down and stretched out one long
glorious leg and then the other working the kinks out of her muscles and
tantalizing the boys further. Finally, she turned so the boys could see her
butt as she bent over and grabbed her ankles holding the pose for a long time
giving the boys an unbelievable sight to behold. Then she looked through her
legs at Ken and waved to him. Ken who was across the mat waved back in
wide-eyed wonder.

As the match began, Tara crouched, her hands raised and at the ready showing
any one who understood that she knew something about wrestling while Ken
circled her in a more upright position. Tara was the first to make a move. It
caught Ken completely off guard. She put him in a headlock which Ken had no
answer for. Tara dragged him around the ring of onlookers putting the boy on
parade and locking in the hold tightly before she expertly tossed the boy over
her hip. He landed with a thud and some of the boys winced as they watched.
Then she laid her big body on top of him while she tried to wrap his hands up
with hers, and he fought just as hard for that not to happen, but it did.

When she had his wrists securely locked with her hands, she forced them up
over his head and repositioned herself so that she was sitting on his chest
with her big legs framing his head.

"Too easy!" yelled Ally, "this is going to be a wipe out."

Brad yelled some encouragement to Ken, but it wasn't so enthusiastic as before
and there was more of a tone of desperation in his voice., "Come on Ken, throw
her off!"

While Ken tried to buck her off, Tara lazily placed her hands behind her head
and stretched like she was a bit bored and having no trouble at all
controlling the boy underneath her. A few moments passed and Ken's struggles
subsided as his energy waned and he lay helpless underneath the girl's greater
weight. As Ken looked up at her, Tara gazed down at him with a look of triumph
on her beautiful face. To Ken she looked like one of those all conquering
Amazon's he fantasized about ever since he first saw Zena on TV.

It was Kristen who yelled out this time, "Is he pinned or what?"

"Pins don't count," Kyle yelled back at her.

Finally, realizing Ken couldn't move unless she wanted him too, Tara tweaked
his nose playfully and then let the boy up. As they circled again, this time
Tara leapt at him flying through the air and catching his body with her young
athletic legs. The maneuver caused Ken to immediately collapse to the mat, but
Tara still had her legs wrapped around his middle.

"Go Girl!" Ally yelled, and then she clapped her hands.

Kyle who was watching Ken's poor showing winced when he saw Tara's brilliant
maneuver, and he yelled out more in sympathy than anything else, "No! Not
those legs!"

While Ken started to scream from the pressure Tara's legs were exerting, Chita
bent over to Kyle, cupped her hands by his ear, and whispered so only he could
hear, "My legs are going to crush you!" She warned.

Kyle looked at her and said," No way babe!" But his expression told Chita her
little psyche job had worked.

Tara changed positions so that now she had Ken's head between her legs, and
when she had it locked in really tightly, she asked the other girls, "I think
he's gotta give ... ... What do you think girls?"

Kristy, Ally, Chita, and even Logan joined in, "Yea, go for it!"

The boys were still trying to yell encouragement to Ken. "Don't give," they
hollered.

As soon as Tara really put on the squeeze, Ken was doomed and he instantly
yelled, "Oh God! ... ... Yes! ... ... .I give! ... ..I give! ... ... I
givvvvve!"

As Ken was yielding, Ally looked over at Brad and said in a very sexy voice,
"SUBMISSION!"

Then as Brad looked at her, but didn't say anything, Ally said in an even
sexier voice, "I'm going to make you submit and love it!"

As their eyes locked, Brad's earlier bravado was gone and he had no words for
her comment.

Back in the middle of the room, As soon as Ken gave, Tara released him and got
up and did a sexy little dance in front of the boys, and then held out a
finger and pronounced, "That's one!"

Chita, looked at Kyle and said, "I hope you're going to give me a better
match."

"Don't worry about me," he pronounced, but Ally could see he was taking Ken's
trouncing to heart.

After her little dance for the boy's benefit, Tara went over and offered Ken a
hand. He was still feeling the effects of the scissors hold and was quiet weak
and groggy. As soon as she clutched his hand, she yanked pulling Ken up. At
the same time, she bent and hoisted the surprised boy right on to her
shoulder.

As soon as the boy was airborne, she started to twirl him. Around and around
she went spinning Ken till she dumped him back on the mat like a sack of
potatoes. By this time, there wasn't much fight left in Ken as she maneuvered
his head into another headscissors, but this time, he was laying almost
perpendicular to her body as they faced each other and she held his head
between her legs. She was up a bit and leaning on her side looking back at his
head which was low in her thighs.

As soon as she had him positioned properly, the begging began.

"Too tight, Tara! ... ... ..I give! It's too tight!"

Again Ally turned to Brad and said in that sexy voice of hers, "ANOTHER
SUBMISSION!"

As Brad looked at her sort of sheepishly this time, Ally asked, "When you came
to my meets, Brad ... ... ... Did you dream that it was you who I was
pinning?"

"I'm going to win," he answered back, but he said it so unconvincingly that
Ally made a face as she answered back, "Oh! Really! ... ... ... .Well, don't
worry, Brad, your dreams are about to come true!"

Back in the center of the room, Tara's was doing her victory dance as she held
up two fingers to the other boys and squealed in joy, "That's two!"

When she turned back to Ken he hadn't got up yet and he was laying face down
on the mats moaning like he was all done in. Tara reached down, grabbed his
wrists in her one hand and placed her foot on the small of his back, and then
lifted his hands so that his body was painfully stretched upward as she
pressed down with her foot on his middle.

As Kyle looked on transfixed by what he saw, he thought to himself. She's
slaughtering him, why does she have to look so beautiful and sexy doing it?"
And then he took a nervous look at Chita who was watching the match and
smiling and seemingly not paying the least bit of attention to Kyle. When he
turned back to the match, Chita turned to look at Brad and smiled. It was a
knowing sort of smile, and then she also turned her attention back to the
match.

"I GIVE! ... ... .PLEASE TARA! I GIVE!" He screamed, and Tara immediately let
go of his hands.

Brad was waiting for a comment and Ally didn't disappoint him. "SUBMISSION AND
MATCH!" Ally purred.

"I know, I know," Brad said angrily. And then he countered, "But the next
match is going to be more competitive," he said hopefully.

Ally smiled and crushed him by saying, "That's right, we're not wrestling
yet!"

As Ken laid moaning on the mat, Tom turned to Logan and asked in a small voice
so no one else could hear, "This is a nerd party, isn't it? ... ... ... And
your going to slaughter me too in front of everyone."

Logan turned to Tom and she had an expression on her face like she was hurt
and embarrassed herself, and all she said was, "Were going to wrestle last ...
... ..Don't worry!"

Back in the middle, Tara was leaning over Ken's head as he moaned saying in
that sexy Swedish accent of hers, "What's wrong with you? ... ... ... ...
.Come on get up!"

Then she reached down and grabbed Ken around the middle and lifted. Ken's body
was lifted and turned in mid air so that when he came to rest he was laying
upside down on Tara's shoulder.

While she used one hand for balance, she raised three fingers on her other
hand and sang out, "That's three!"

Ken moaned slightly as his arms and legs dangled down on either side of Tara's
shoulders, but he didn't seem to be taking the ride in too much pain as Tara
paraded him around in front of everyone.

Finally, Tara stopped in front of Logan and asked, "Hey Logs, can Ken and I
use your bedroom? There's a few things I need to discuss with him."

"Sure, Logan responded and then Tara started to walk out of the room with Ken
draped upside down across her shoulder.

Everyone watched the show and it was surprisingly Tim who reacted first, "Hey!
Where's she taking him?"

Kristin grabbed Tim's head and made him look at her as she said, "You better
worry about yourself! ... ... We're up next!"

As Tara carried the defeated Ken over her shoulder and out the door, Ally got
up, looked at her watch which she was carrying, and announced, "In the time of
seven minutes and ten seconds with a count of three submissions to zero the
winner is the beautiful Tara!"

The girls cheered and clapped at the news while the boys booed.

Then Ally announced, "Well, I guess you boys won't be getting to third base
today."

Again the boys booed.

Then Ally continued, "The next match will be between Kristin, The Queen of
Mean, for the winners ... ... .er ... ..I mean girls."

All the girls cheered as she got up and pranced out to the center of the room.

"And for the losers, er ... ..I mean boys, Tim, the battling cream puff from
Kennedy high."

Even the boys had to laugh at that joke, but they quickly recovered and
cheered on their champion.

As soon as Ally sat next to Brad the action commenced.

Kristin warmed up by doing some tumbling and gymnastics. Kristin had a lean
tight muscular body that was made for gymnastics, and she had another asset
too. She had a truly great pair of legs which she developed for her swimming
and tennis by bicycling up the long mountain roads of Boulder every chance she
got

All the boys were watching her closely, as she warmed up, and admiring those
athletic legs of hers. Ally saw Brad totally engrossed by Kristin's routine,
and she leaned over and warned, "One word about her legs, and your meat!"

Brad looked at Ally and said surprisingly, "Yours are better!"

That was music to Ally's ears and she answered back, "Maybe, I'll let you live
after all."

Tim watching Kristin do her routine got into the spirit of the moment as
comments were flying everywhere by both the boys and the girls and said
jokingly, 'That isn't going to help you!"

Kristin who was walking on her hands, said sarcastically, "OH Yea!" as she
walked over to Tim on her hands and grabbed his head with her legs. As he
struggled with them, she brought her legs down, Tim's body followed as he
flipped right over her and on to his back.

If Tim was not ready for that maneuver, he definitely wasn't ready for the
drop kick and he was even less ready for the hip toss. By this time Tim was
already in a daze, and when Kristen grabbed his head and flipped him, Tim was
totally discombobulated and he landed with a loud thud on the mat.

Kristin didn't follow up her advantage though. Instead, she sat near Tim, on
the mat, as he tried to recover placing her arms around her legs and just
watching him with keen interest. When Tim saw her, he moaned and tried to
crawl away, but she cut of his avenues of retreat by scooting her butt along
the mat and blocking his progress. She watched him curiously like a cat might
who was toying with a mouse.

Finally, she quickly got up and dragged him back into the center of the mat.
She flipped his body face down and then she sat on his butt and grabbed both
of his legs tying them up. As she leaned back with her butt and pushed him
firmly into the mat, she bent his legs back and folded them so that she could
transfer control of both of them to just one of her hands.

At this point, she was still partially sitting on him with one of her long
legs draped over his prone body. Then to finish wrapping the package, she
reached for his head with her free arm, and bent that back as well. To free up
her other arm, she placed her one long leg over both of his so that she now
controlled both of them with just one of her legs. By this time, all Tim could
do was grunt and groan as she painfully bent his legs and head back with her
limbs completely controlling him.

Grabbing his head with both of her hands and bending it back so that she could
look directly into his face from close range, she casually asked the totally
tied up boy, "Are you ready to concede this one, baby?"

"Oh yea!" he cried out.

"And who's the stronger sex?" she asked.

Tim wasn't ready to give up that much and he remained stubbornly silent. So
Kristen shook his head and bent it back further even as she bent his legs more
with just one of hers, and she asked again, "Who's the stronger sex!"

Tim pointed at her and yelled, "Girls! ... ... Girls are!"

Kristen let him go after his confession and as she got up, she told him, "And
don't forget it," as she plopped her body on his mid section.

The boys had remained fairly silent as Tim was dismantled and it appeared some
were losing heart, but Kyle was still cheering even when Tim had made his
embarrassing admission.

After Tim's was made to submit, Ally looked Brad's way with a big smile on her
face. Before she could say anything, he said, "Don't say it!"

She smiled and bent over so that she was very close to his ear as she said in
her sexiest voice, "SUBMISSION!"

Kristin gave Tim some time to recover as they circled each other. He rubbed
his arms and tried to get the kinks out of his neck.

Then she said unexpectedly, I was just lucky, you can use your full strength
now. I think I can take it."

"Really!" Tim replied as if he hadn't been.

Then they locked bodies each trying to get control of the others hands and
both sides yelling words of encouragement to their fighters. Finally, they
fell over in a heap and rolled over and over for a few moments each trying to
get the upper hand.

This was as close to competitive wrestling as the boys had seen and Kyle
yelled out, "Yahoo! This is more like it! Get her Tim."

Unfortunately for the boys, the competitive portion of the match was just
ending as Kristin got the upper hand and forced Tim's body to the mat. Then
she forced each of his arms down as he struggled with all of his might to stop
her. First, his right arm was pinned and then his left as Chita yelled out to
Tim, "You can use all of your strength now, Tim."

That brought another round of laughter from the girls.

Kristen now straddled the prone boy who still was struggling with her for all
he was worth, trying to unseat her and buck her off, but nothing was working.
She rode him as expertly as any rodeo gal rode her mount.

Slowly, as he continued to struggle, she made her way up his body till she
straddled his shoulders. His arms had grown weary and they were now pinned
completely flat to the mat too. As Tim continued to struggle, he caught a
quick flash of her bikini and saw the spider web that was descending on him.

"No!" he yelled, but it was already too late.

"Any time now, Tim ... ... Use that manly strength of yours," Ally continued
to joke.

Then, his final strength gave out and the spider web descended right over his
mouth. Kristen took his arms and fit them through her legs at the bend of her
knees so that all she had to do was grab his hands and pull them through to
completely immobilize them too.

His nose was buried deeply in her crotch and all anyone could see of Tim's
face were his eyes which were gazing right at the spider web design of her
bikini bottoms. What made it even worse for Tim was that he couldn't move his
face even an inch which made it seem to his struggling mind that the spider
web had caught him and was holding him fast.

His face was buried in heaven, but all he could think of was the shame he
felt. This had to be the most demeaning thing anyone ever did to him. Still,
he liked the feel of her legs surrounding his head, the nearness of her
crotch, and even the smell of her. It was all too confusing. It was like a
breaker went off in his mind and he stopped fighting and laid very still
giving in to her completely.

Kristen felt his body go limp, and she knew the struggling at least for now
was over so she patted his head and asked, "Can you hear me down there,
Timmy?"

"Said the spider to the fly." Ally joked.

"Now, I want you to give up again ... ... .Can you do that for me, big guy?"
And then she rubbed her bikini bottoms all over his face.

He made some mumbling unintelligible sounds before she said, "What was that?
... I can't quite make it out," she joked and then she rubbed her bikini
bottoms all over his face again

"I gifffle!"

"What was that?"

"I GIVE!" he shouted still barely being able to be heard.

"You give you say ... ... ..Oh, how sweet of you, " Kristin taunted.

It was very quiet in the room and most could hear his muffled submission.

Brad lowered his head and closed his eyes waiting for the words that he knew
would come.

Ally bent real close to Brad this time so that her mouth was right up against
his ear as she whispered out in a slow lingering drawl,
"SSSSSUBMIIIIISSSSSSION!"

Instead of looking at her, he kept his eyes closed and pictured Ally in his
mind, and she had him in a headscissors as she said those same words to him,
"SUBMISSION!" An instantly he was as hard as a rock.

"Then he heard more words invade his private thoughts, "Are you thinking about
me Brad and what this big strong body of mine can do to you? ... ... ... ..I
promise you, your going to love it, Brad."

He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and didn't look at Ally. Instead, he
watched the match some more. He didn't know what she wanted from him, but he
knew she was going to wipe the floor with him when they wrestled, and he knew
he was going to love every second of it.

After his submission, Kristin got right off of him and offered him a hand up.
When he took it, she yanked him right up and then lifted him right across her
shoulders. Her hand was around his neck and her other arm was behind his legs.
and she was compacting his body tightly around her shoulders so that she had a
smaller package to deal with.

She paraded him around a bit for the benefit of the audience as the girls
whooped and hollered. She had forced his head right next to hers, and she
turned slightly and asked him, "So, who taught you how to wrestle?"

"No one," he answered.

"Well, that's obvious," she joked. Then her mood changed a bit and she said in
a sexier voice, "Don't worry, I'll teach you! ... ... ... I'm going to teach
you a lot of things."

Then she dumped him right over her head, and he landed with a loud thud right
on the mat. Before he could even hope to recover she was all over him again.

By this time, Tim didn't have much fight left in him when she maneuvered him
into another head scissors. Before she applied the coup d'e-tat, Kristin
looked at the other girls and commented, "I guess I better finish him off so
you can have your turn." Then she really powered down on his neck with her
legs.

He was screaming in no time, "Kristin please! I can't breath ... ... .I can't
breath!"

"Better give," she warned.

"I give ... ... .I givvvve!" he moaned.

This time, Brad looked Ally's way and waited for her to say that word he had
grown to hate.

But this time as she looked at him, she surprised him by saying, "I want you
to say it!"

"Me!" he said very surprised.

"Say it!" she warned.

Their eyes locked again and he lost his nerve and he heard himself saying,
"Submission and match!"

Immediately her face brightened and she kissed him on the cheek and then she
said happily, "See! That wasn't so bad, was it?"

He shook his head no and Ally was very happy to see that his earlier macho
stance had evaporated into thin air.

Meanwhile, Chita had taken offense to a few things Kyle was saying and they
had squared off already in a corner of the room in their own little match. At
the moment, Chita had Kyle in a killer body scissors, and she was enjoying the
expressions that registered on his face in his efforts to get free.

Ally got up again to M.C. and saw what Chita and Kyle were doing and yelled,
"Hey, hey wait for the main event."

Chita reluctantly let Kyle go and she sneered at him as the teenage boy tried
to recover.

Then Ally looked at her watch again and announced, "In the time of ten minutes
and five seconds by a score of three submissions to zero, the winner is
Kristin."

She waited for Kristin to take a bow, but she was too busy dragging Tim's
battered and defeated body out of the middle of the room. She dragged him near
Logan and then she sat on his shoulders and took his right arm and bent it
over her one thigh, and then she proceeded to bend his other arm over her
other thigh. When she had his arms bent back, she lifted up his head in a
camel clutch.

"There, now you won't miss any of Chita's match," she informed him. Tim was
too tired, beaten, and pusswhipped to even attempt to struggle which would
have been completely in vain anyway. So he endured in silence as Kristin put
her trophy on display for all to see.

Back in Logan's bedroom, Tara was explaining things to Ken. While she
explained things to him, she was holding him up under his armpits high over
her head. Her arms were completely outstretched as she held him up. He looked
down at her in complete awe as she spoke in that marvelous Swedish accent of
hers, "You're going to study hard aren't you, Timmy?"

"Yes, Tara," he answered back.

"And you'll go to college and do well and eventually make a lot of money,
won't you?"

"Yes, Tara," he replied again, and he meant it.

"Good boy!" she said in her sweetest voice, and then she lowered him so that
she could kiss him on the lips. He looked at her larger than life features and
marveled. She was so beautiful and so strong, it was like his wildest dreams
had come true. Tim's heart was beating so fast and he was so excited that he
almost feinted in her arms.

Tara saw the effect she was having on him and loved it. This was so easy, why
hadn't she thought of it she wondered, as she lifted him higher again.

"You now you belong to me now!"

"Yes, Tara!"

"And you'll never look at another girl. or so help me I'll squeeze you good
and tight!" As a warning, she pressed in on Tim's rib cage with her large
hands, as she shook his little body in her strong hands high above her head.

This time in a distressed voice, he obediently said, "Yes, Tara!"

"Good!" she said, and she stopped squeezing him. Then she brought him down to
eye level and ordered, "Put your legs around my waist and your arms around my
neck.

This time he silently complied. When she had him positioned just right so that
he looking right into her eyes, and he was straddling her hips, she put her
arms around him and hugged him tightly to her.

As he saw her beautiful face up close and gazed into her eyes and felt her
strong arms and body supporting his weaker one, he got so excited he lost
control.

She felt him jerk a bit and she asked him, "Did you just do what I think you
did?"

He blushed and said, "Yes, Tara!" once more.

"Bad boy!" she told him.

"I'm sorry, it's just that you're so beautiful and so strong!"

She hugged him closer and she comforted him at the same time. He put his head
on her shoulder as she spoke, "It's OK! You'll learn control soon enough!"

Then she made him look her right in the eye as she spoke to him very firmly,
"You do understand who the boss is?"

"Oh God, yes!"

"And you'll come to all my meets and wait for me after practice and drive me
to school!"

This time he broke up his monotonous speech by saying, "Gladly!"

"And when the time is right, will get married and will live in a big house and
you'll work real hard for me!"

"Anything you say, Tara!" and he meant it.

"But you do realize that when your bad, I'll have to punish you!"

He looked at her with those big brown eyes of his and with a sheepish
expression written all over his face he said, "I know Tara, but I'll be good
you'll see."

As she looked at him, she knew she wouldn't have to punish him often, he was
just too much in love with everything about her. Then she hugged him closer
and rewarded him by really giving him a passionate overwhelming kiss. She
stuck her tongue in his mouth too as the kiss lingered.

She felt him go limp in her arms and she broke off the kiss and looked at him
with a worried expression on her face. Had she hugged him so tightly that he
passed out? It was a couple of seconds before she realized that he had gotten
so excited that he actually feinted while she was kissing him.

She was excited too. He was going to be a lovely little man, and he had such a
sincere good heart too. He was just what she was looking for. She also knew
that he absolutely cherished her and that big overpowering body of hers. She
relished in the power she had over him. There was nothing he wouldn't do for
her or she couldn't make him do. The feeling of power she felt was like a
drug. She would want to taste it over and over again. She knew, she would have
to be careful.

She transferred his little body to her arms and she cradled him as she gave
him time to recover. He felt so light and he looked so tiny in her strong arms
just like a small child. As she looked down on him and smiled, she began to
gently swing his body back and forth in her strong arms, and then she started
to hum her favorite lullaby while she patiently waited for him to recover ...
...

Before the match with Chita and Kyle started, Chita retrieved an orange head
band in the corner and put it on. It made her look even sexier Kyle thought as
he watched her closely. She was wearing a matching orange bikini and she just
looked great.

The thing that drew him to her though was that proud petulant look she had
about her which bordered on arrogance, but she had a lot to be arrogant about.
She was a real beauty and an athlete besides, but it was that look or air
about her she had that really turned Kyle on. It was like she thought she was
the queen of the world, but Kyle's problem was that he thought so too.

Sometimes, she would looked at him like a bug or an insect, but he knew she
was waiting for him to prove himself or at least that what he hoped, and this
was his chance. He was going to prove to her he was worthy. He would give her
a match. He had to, he had more to lose than the others.

He wasn't an athlete, but he kept himself in pretty good shape. After seeing
some of these girl's wrestle, Kyle was really impressed, but Tim and Ken
weren't what one would call real challenges. Kyle was bigger and stronger than
either of them and he kept himself fit. Chita was world class in his opinion,
but she was still a girl, and he just couldn't lose to a girl. The thing that
worried Kyle though, as he wondered, was Chita as good as the others? Even
before he asked that question he knew the answer, she was.

Before they squared off, Chita, with that proud arrogant look on her face
asked Kyle, "Well, are you ready to lose?"

Kyle tried to look proud and self assured too and he answered back, "I'm not
going to lose, and he made a muscle which was fairly impressive."

Brad yelled out, "That's it Kyle psyche her out!"

Chita laughed at his remark and looked even more arrogant and self assured as
she responded to Kyle's macho display, "Well, will have to just see about
that!"

Chita then assumed a martial arts stance, balling her fists up and placing her
hands out protecting her face.

"Oh so you want to box," Kyle joked.

"No boxing," Ally yelled.

Kyle turned his head to say something to Ally, and that's when Chita attacked.

Yelling like a martial artist, "Haaaya!" she delivered a short jab to Kyle's
midsection. It was like the moment was frozen in time as she held the thrust
for a very long time.

The blow caused Kyle to bend over, and that's when Chita elbowed him to the
back of the head sending him right to the floor.

Brad yelled trying to protect Kyle, "Hey, hey no boxing!"

Chita sneered at him for a moment, and then she dropped a big elbow right on
Kyle's prone body which caused even Kristin to wince. Then she got up, pranced
around the boy and sent Kyle another devastating elbow to his prone body. She
did this one more time before she was satisfied she had inflicted enough
damage.

Looking down at him, Chita asked, "What's the matter? Are you hurt already?
... ... .I thought you were going to win!"

Kyle heard the embarrassing comments, but he was powerless to do anything
about it.

Then she grabbed him by the hair and forced him up. Kyle was still very
groggy, and couldn't stop her from shoving his head between her legs. He was
still on his knees but not for long. She reached around his waist, and lifted
his body so she could deliver a devastating power bomb.

The maneuver looked so debilitating, Logan yelled, "Ease up, Chita."

Brad couldn't believe Kyle could be so quickly overwhelmed and he was silent
as he watched in stunned disbelief. Then he heard Logan tell Chita to go easy
on him. It was all so embarrassing. It was like these girls were superfriends
or x-men or something. The boys were just not in their league.

After the powerbomb, Kyle was lying still stretched out flat on the mat. He
was still awake, but he could barely move. Then he saw Chita's face overhead.
She still looked so beautiful to him. Why was she doing this to me, he
wondered, and why can't I stop her?

Chita didn't quite have him prepared yet. She paused at his right arm and then
dropped her knee right on the exposed fleshy part of it. He felt an immediate
electric shock and then he felt nothing. He tried to move his arm, but it
wouldn't respond to his commands. Then Chita did the same thing to his other
arm with the same result. Now she had Kyle dazed and groggy and without the
use of his arms.. She had him just the way she wanted him. Now she could play
with him in front of the others. He was in no shape to stop her.

She pulled him up by the hair again, and then started to walk with the stunned
boy. She made sure to sway her hips and look very sexy while she dragged him
along. Kyle was being put on display and Chita was loving it.

When she tired of walking him, she grabbed him and bodyslammed him hard to the
mat. Everyone watching winced this time, and it got another warning from
Logan. Kyle was tough though and even though he couldn't use his arms, he
bravely tried get up, but before he could make it all the way up, Chita
grabbed his hair again and wrapped her legs around his head putting the boy in
a standing head scissors.

She gave him a couple of squeezes with her power packed legs and then she
grabbed him by the jaw and lifted his head even higher up between her
beautiful but dangerous thighs. Kyle's hands hung limply at his side still
feeling the effects of Chita's knee drops. When she had his head placed just
right, she really started to squeeze him. All Kyle could do was moan softly
and take it.

Placing her hands on her hips and looking very imperious, Chita started to
talk, "I know you like my legs ... ... TELL ME YOU LOVE MY LEGS!"

Kyle was in a dazed state hardly feeling the pain, but he still heard Chita's
soft lilting voice, and her command. He didn't have the energy or the will to
disobey her so he admitted the truth, "I love your legs!" he said in a soft
voice more like a moan than a statement.

"Louder!" she commanded.

"I LOVE YOUR LEGS!" he screamed, even as they battered the will to resist
right out of him.

Brad watching and feeling embarrassed and concerned for his humiliated friend,
yelled out, "He gave! ... ... Let him go!"

Ally leaned over and said to Brad, "That's an Admission not a submission!"

With Kyle's admission on record, Chita toyed with her trophy for a while.
Keeping her hands on her hips she powered down with her headscissors playing
it up for the crowd of onlookers by her animated and sexy gesturing, while
Kyle moaned and tried to endure.

Finally, Chita asked, "Kyle, are your ready to surrender?"

She was squeezing him so tightly with her awesome thighs that a bit of drool
was making it's way down the side of his mouth, but he still managed to say,
"I give."

And of course Chita gave him the mandatory command, "Louder!"

"I GIVE!" he half moaned half screamed.

Ally turned to Brad and said jokingly, "Now that's a submission!"

As Kyle moaned softly in a curled up heap on the mat, Chita moved off to a
corner of the room and retrieved a towel and started wiping herself off with
it, but she was doing it in such a sexy manner, Tom and Brad were watching her
instead of their friend. Finally, she wiped off each long sexy leg and then
threw the towel back into the corner.

Then she turned her attention back to Kyle and immediately slammed her body on
top of his. All Kyle could do was moan. Chita repositioned herself on top of
him so that his head was trapped in a reverse head scissors. Kyle was beyond
struggling so she made sure she locked his head in very tightly between her
thighs, and then started to turn on the power.

Every few seconds, she'd flex her legs grinding the sides of Kyle's face into
those huge inner thigh muscles of hers. She's alternate the squeezing by
shaking her ass back and forth in a most provocative and sexy manner that Tom
and Brad were silent as they watched her gyrate her hips and ass.

After a particularly long squeeze, Chita turned her head and asked, "Kyle
dear, are you going to be a good boy now and do everything I say?" Then she
really clamped down with her inner thighs.

"Y,yes, Chita," the boy managed to blurt out.

With her head still turned, she smiled and reached back and patted Kyle's head
as she said in a pleased tone of voice, "That's a good boy!"

Her next statement was even more demeaning, "Now Kyle, I want you to see how
long you can take it before you submit to me. Your a big strong boy, so you
should be able to last at least a little while ... ... Can you do that for
me?"

Kyle was in a daze from the pounding and squeezing, but he still found enough
breath to say, "I'll try."

She reached back and patted his head and said in a very perky voice, "That's a
good boy!"

Around the room everyone had pretty much stopped their words of encouragement.
It had long ago sunk in to all the boys remaining in the room that they
weren't going to win even one submission.

When Chita started her squeeze squashing and compacting the sides of Kyle's
head with the backs of her muscular teenage thighs, it was only a few seconds
before Kyle yelled out, "I can't take it!"

Unbelievably, Chita offered him some words of encouragement, "Oh come on, your
a big boy, you can take it! ... ... .You wouldn't want to disappoint me, would
you?"

Those were the magic words. Kyle really liked Chita and he hoped she liked
him. He wanted desperately to give her a match to prove himself, but he didn't
succeed in that respect. Maybe if he could hold out now, then in some strange
way he could empress her. So gamely he tried to hang in as her thighs made it
hard to breath, as her thighs mashed his head, and as her thighs brought Kyle
a new meaning to the words pain and humiliation.

After about twenty seconds his face turned beet red, and he screamed
desperately, "Too much! ... ... Too much!"

"Your disappointing me," she yelled.

Her words spurned him on and gamely Kyle hung on, but after about forty
seconds the room started to go black and he yelled, "I submit! ... ..I
submit!"

Chita immediately let up, she knew Kyle had taken it to his limit and she
reached back, patted his head, and said, "Good Boy!"

Brad watching yelled, "Good job Kyle!" Then he lowered his head when he
realized he had been reduced to yelling words of encouragement to Kyle because
he took so long to submit.

Ally bent over like usual and offered, "Submission number two! ... ... .We'll
be tangling soon Brad, are you getting excited?"

Brad hung his head and wondered if the humiliation he was about to go through
would worth it. Then he looked at Ally, and saw her beautiful face and strong
bikini clad body. "Yea!" he answered back.

His admission caught Ally by complete surprise, but she loved it.

By this time, Kyle was completely done in as he laid stretched out on the mat.
Chita had walked over and toweled herself off giving Kyle some time to
recover, but he was going to need much more time than that. When Chita came
over she placed her foot on Kyle's face tapping it gently all over his face to
try and get his attention.

"What's the matter Kyle?" she taunted, "all done in? ... ... Poor baby!"

Then she just sat on him with her legs framing his head and pinning his
shoulders solidly to the mat. As she sat on him, she pushed her thighs
together with her hands burying Kyle's head between them till it disappeared
completely. Moving her legs up and down she massaged his head which was buried
in acres of choice thigh meat. Her vigorous massage elicited a low guttural
moan from Kyle as she toyed with him. Finally, tiring of this game, she looked
down at him as she fussed with his face tweaking his nose or putting her hand
over his mouth as if she was going to smother him, but out of nowhere she
slapped him and then she slapped him again even harder. Kyle was so dazed the
slaps only brought another moan from him.

Sensually, she started to sway her hips back and forth as she sat on the
defeated boy. It looked so sensual with her legs framing his head that all
Brad could do was shake his head in disbelief as he watched. Remembering Ally
might be watching him, he tried to look disinterested, but he wasn't being
very successful in that ploy.

Finally, Chita laid on her side, grabbed his head so that it was locked
between her legs, bent her left leg around his head and then reached back and
grabbed her right ankle so that Kyle's head was forced solidly into the bend
of her knee and his head was captured in a modified figure four.

"OK we're going to make this quick, baby, so we can go upstairs and talk about
our new relation ship," Chita told the moaning boy.

As soon as she started to squeeze, Kyle moaned again but that was all.

"I think he's had enough," Logan told her.

"Maybe you're right," Chita answered back as she let go of the hold. Kyle's
head flopped back down to the mat and he looked pretty lifeless, as Chita
grabbed his arm and forcefully lifted him to his feet. Then she lifted him so
that he was half draped over her shoulder and half carried in her arms. Her
one hand was firmly around his butt for support. She swatted his butt and
asked Kristin, "Shall we take these two macho men to a bedroom and discuss
things with them?"

"I guess so," Kristin replied letting go of Tim's head which flopped to the
mat. She then unwound his arms from around her thighs and let those go as
well. Kritin yanked Tim up and placed him over her shoulders as the two girls
casually walked out the door talking to each other and carrying boys to an
upstairs bedroom..

Ally got up and started to announce the score when she dismissed that with a
wave of her hand.

"Oh heck with it," she said, "everyone knows who won and who's going to win."

Then she looked at Brad and smiled, Taking her finger and motioning with it
for him to get up and come forward.

"Are you ready for this, Brad," and she made a muscle.

"I'm going to do my best," he said with not much conviction.

Ally was wearing a very frilly pink lace bikini. It really highlighted her
power packed muscular legs, but Ally had really worked her body for wrestling
and her upper body was the most fully developed of all the girls as well.

"I picked this bikini out just for you, Brad ... .Do you like it!" she purred.

Brad stared at her for a moment. It was hard to tell if he was gaping at her
or the lace bikini, but he did manage to nod his head up and down like he did
indeed like it.

Ally giggled at his reaction and then she got more serious. "Brad, do you know
why you're here today?"

Brad thought about it a minute then he answered, "Because you like me."

Ally laughed before she answered, "That's true. I do like you, but you're here
today so that I can start your training."

"You're going to train me to be a wrestler?" He asked.

Ally laughed at his remark again and she answered, "No silly ... ... .I've
learned that I really like wrestling boys ... ... ..Those other boys I
wrestled against at meets, well, they had a taste of my power, but you, Brad,
are going to drink long and deep."

He looked at her a bit perplexed still not understanding what she was trying
to tell him and he blurted out, "I don't understand this training crap your
talking about."

She shook her head as she said, "Brad, Brad, Brad ... ... .Do you know what
domination wrestling is?"

He shook his head no again.

"Well, that's when one person dominates the other, in this case the girl, and
she makes the boy realize that she's the boss."

"No one's my boss," Brad said defiantly.

"Uhh! I was hoping you'd say that," Ally said happily just before she charged
Brad.

Up in one of the bedrooms, Chita was sitting on the floor. She was holding
Kyle's prone body in her arms. While he recovered, she gently moved some of
the hair out of his eyes as she looked down at the handsome All-American boy.

Finally, he stirred and she asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Kyle opened his eyes to a beautiful vision above him. It took him a couple
more seconds before he could answer, "What happened?"

She smiled and answered back sweetly, "We were wrestling, remember?"

As he tried to move his arms he realized they still didn't work too well and
he began to feel the other accumulated bumps and bruises as well. As he looked
into her beautiful eyes, he said, "I'm sorry."

"Why, whatever for?" she asked sweetly.

It was hard to say but he managed to get the words out. "Because I didn't give
you a better fight ... ... ... You slaughtered me!"

"Aww!" She said even more sweetly. Then she bent down and kissed the boy on
the lips. After, as she gently rubbed her hand across Kyle's face she said in
a soothing voice, "It was expected."

Kyle heard her sweet voice and loved the kiss and asked shyly, "Then you'll go
out with me?"

She rubbed her hand through his hair and said happily, "Of course, but you
have to realize who's going to be the boss."

"You want to be the boss?" he asked in a surprised voice.

She said in the sweetest voice yet, "No dear, I am the boss!"

As Kyle looked at her beautiful face and remembered what had just happened, he
realized she was fully capable of making him do whatever she wanted. Then he
thought sadly, why are all the women in my life so forceful? Before he could
dwell on it too much, Chita was talking again.

"Now Kyle dear, I want to talk to you about your mother."

"My mother!" he said in a surprised voice.

"Uh huh, You're a big boy now, It's time to cut the apron strings."

"But my mom ... ... "

Chita interrupted him and continued talking, "Your girlfriend should be making
all the decisions, not your mother."

"My girlfriend?" he said excitedly.

"That's right!" she told him and then she kissed him even more passionately.
Afterwards, she went on to another topic. "Now I'm going to be accepting a
scholarship to U.C.L.A. and I want you to come with me.

"But my mom wants me to go to Stanford."

Chita grabbed his hair angrily with one hand, slapped the face she was just
rubbing, and yelled, "BAD BOY!"

"But ... .."

"No buts, I want you to go to U.C.L.A. and that's final ... ... .You'll just
have to convince your mother."

Kyle just stared up at her and wondered what was worse Chita's temper or his
mother's?

"Kyle dear, there are a few things I expect of my boyfriend; you'll pick me up
and drive me to school, You'll accept all my friends without question, and I
expect you to get all A's, you're very capable of that, can you do that for
me?"

"All A's?" he mumbled.

She slapped his face lightly and pointed a finger in his face while she said
firmly, "Ahh! No back talk!"

Chita made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end when she was
forceful, and he felt a wonderful tingling sensation all the way down his
spine when she treated him that way. He knew he loved it and would do whatever
she said.

Then as Chita's mood softened again she said sweetly, "I want you to invite me
over, Kyle dear ... ... ... .It's time your mother and I met."

Oh no! Not that he thought. He was doomed.

Downstairs, Ally's charge caught Brad off guard and she plowed into him taking
him right to the mat and for the last five minutes had been grinding him down
with a figure four headscissors.

As she weakened him with her legs, she talked to Brad, "See Brad, this is what
I call domination wrestling. I could never use this hold in my high school
matches, but here with you, I can play all I want ... ... ..Now, I think it's
time that you submit to me."

After her statement,, she really put on the squeeze, shaking her leg to power
in the hold. Brad was so done in all he could do was wave his one arm feebly
in reply. She let him go without any further damage and his head plopped to
the mat. As she stood over him with her hands on her hips she asked, "Do you
need some time?"

Surprising her and himself, he got slowly to his feet, shook his head no, and
said, "Let's rock!"

She laughed at his statement, but she loved his show of determination. She let
him get up and get set and then she took him right back to the mat in a move
he barely saw let alone could defend against.

Brad couldn't believe how incredibly fast she was. She was overwhelming him
with her athleticism, speed, and power. It was a combination he had no
solution for. Slowly, he began to realize that watching Ally wrestle was one
thing, actually experiencing her awesome talent was quite another.

In no time she had his lower body totally wrapped up in her legs and when that
was accomplished, she brought his upper body closer to her and wrapped that up
as well with her arms. Looking down at the completely helpless boy as he
struggled for breath and freedom, she bent down and kissed him tenderly. The
kiss caused Brad to stop struggling and when it was over he looked up and into
her eyes for a moment before he said very compliantly, "I submit!"

After his words Ally just stared at him a moment before a hint of a smile
crossed her face, and then she bent down and kissed him even more tenderly.

Tom couldn't hear what was being said, and he asked Logan, "What's going on?"

Logan who was entranced by what was going on, responded, "He's learning."

Upstairs, Krisin was facing Tim and sitting on his lap on the floor with her
legs wrapped around his waist and her arms wrapped tightly around his upper
body pinning his arms to his sides. She was talking to him very sweetly as she
hugged him tightly.

"I want to live in a big house just like this one."

Tim, completely overwhelmed by her female charms answered back cautiously,
"OK!"

"And I love big cars and long trips, don't you?"

"Yes," he answered back as he wondered what this was all about. Was she saying
that they were going to be together? That thought absolutely thrilled Tim.

"Oh, and we got to get an S.U.V ... ... ... We can go anywhere with them."

"OK!"

Then hugging him even more tightly with her arms so that Tim knew she was in
charge, she said even more sweetly, "And what we need you to do Timmy pooh is
to study really hard and get a really good job, you'll do that for me won't
you Timmy pooh?"

Looking into her eyes and getting lost in them he said breathlessly, "Oh God,
yes!"

Then she squeezed him even more tightly as she passionately kissed him once
more. When she released his lips, Tim looked a bit woozy and overwhelmed as
she told him, "I'm going to try and get you a job with Jerry's company. It's
really growing fast. Won't that be marvy?"

"OK!" He said obediently, and then she kissed him once more.

Downstairs, Brad was all wrapped up in Ally arms and legs again to which he
dutifully yelled, "I submit!"

They were both laughing now because Ally had mad him yell that ten times in
the last two minutes. Finally, she let him go, stood and yanked him up and on
to her right shoulder. She slapped is butt and told Logan, "Brad an I need
some quality time together, mind if I use a spare bedroom?"

"No, help yourself," Logan replied as she got up herself to prepare for her
match.

After Ally carried Brad out of the room, Logan stopped limbering up for a
second, looked at Tom and smiled. Then she indicated for him to come forward
himself with the motioning of her finger.

"Can't we talk about this?" Tom asked as he got up cautiously and approached
her.

"Nope!" she said as she did a few deep knee bends. Then as she stretched her
lower body she added, "You didn't want for us to wrestle with an audience.
Well, here we are, alone!"

"I thought we were friends," he shot back.

"We are," she said. "You've been a far better friend to me than I've been to
you all these years ... ... ..The question is why?"

Tom watching enthralled as the vivacious red head warmed up and he replied,
"That's my secret."

Logan stopped warming up, looked at the Tom, and then smiled before she said,
"I think I'm going to get that secret out of you today."

"No you won't," he said firmly and with conviction. "You know I'm going to try
my best ... ... ... I'll never submit," he countered.

With her limbering up exercises completed, she faced Tom as if she was ready
to tangle and said even more warmly, "That's one of the many reasons why I
like you."

Upstairs, Brad was sprawled out on the bed and Ally was lying on his back and
rubbing his shoulders very vigorously. Brad was grunting and moaning as she
massaged his shoulders trying to work the pain and kinks out that she had
caused.

As she worked, he joked, "I submit!"

"I thought you weren't going to say that?" she joked back.

Brad got serious for a moment as she continued to massage his aching back.

"I've seen you wrestle many times, remember ... ... ... .I knew I didn't have
a chance ... ... ..You're totally awesome."

His remark made Ally smile and she slapped his shoulder playfully in response
which brought another grunt from Brad.

Then Brad said, "You know I like you, and if you like me what's with all this
wrestling?"

"It's who I am ... ... .I like to wrestle. Can you handle that?"

Brad turned over and looked into her eyes before he said, "Oh yea!"

Then she put her hands playfully around his neck and answered back, "Besides,
I have to tame you a bit before you became my little wrestle toy, can you
handle that?"

"Oh god, yes!" He moaned.

Then she bent down and placing her arms around his neck and enveloping him
with her nearness she laid a long passionate kiss on his lips.

When it was over, he said breathlessly, "I submit!"

Downstairs, Tom had surprised Logan with his agility and strength. He was
always so calm and passive around her and sweet and kind too that it really
caught her off guard when she found out that he was more fit then she had
originally thought.

They rolled around for a bit as she tested his strength further Then she
managed to wrap her legs around his head, but she hadn't locked in the hold
tightly enough and he was able to pry his way free.

When they got up and faced each other again, she noticed Tom was breathing
hard as she remarked, "You're surprising me, Tom."

"I'm surprising myself," he answered back. Then as he gazed at the magnificent
Amazon who stood just a few feet from him and knowing he had a snowball's
chance in hell of beating her, he countered by saying, "Maybe, I'm going to
tame you."

She laughed at the remark, but he saw her eyes twinkle. He knew her well and
that was a sure sign that she liked what he was saying so he said even more
boldly, "Maybe, I should have been more forceful with you all along."

She laughed again and she countered this time by saying, "No you've got it all
wrong. It's I who should have been more forceful with you!"

"Well see," he said gleefully just before he charged her.

She easily deflected his charge and took him to the mat, and then it was all
down hill for Tom as the snowball began to melt.

Soon he was imprisoned as she wrapped her long athletic legs around his
middle. Then she drew him closer with her arms as she hugged his head to her
bosom. He couldn't move and the hold was so pleasurable at the moment he
didn't want to either, but he knew for all intense and purposes the match was
over. He would never be able to get free unless she let him go.

They remained there locked together for a few silent moments, then she hit him
with a jolt of power from her legs as she asked, "Are you ready to tell me
that little secret of yours?"

"No," he groaned as her legs started to really squeeze him tightly.

"Are you ready to do that other thing yet?" she asked as she started to hug
his head more tightly as well.

"What's that?" he mumbled as his head was stuffed in her boobs.

"You know, submit!"

His weaker body was really being crushed now by her stronger more athletic
one, but Tom had been transported to wrestling heaven on gossamer wings. He
tried to blot out the pain and focus his mind on the more pleasurable aspects
of the encounter such as the nearness of her, the feel of her awesome teenage
body, and softness and suppleness of her boobs as they were pressed into his
face.

"Are you ready to submit?" she asked again.

He gritted his teeth as the pressure increased and her strong female body
totally engulfed his own, but he managed to say, "Never!"

Instead of getting upset with him, she responded by saying, "You never cease
to amaze me, Tom."

Then she turned up the crushing power of her legs and the mashing power of her
arms another notch.

By now the pain was so intense Tom could no longer block it out with the more
pleasant aspects of her body. His gossamer wings flamed and he was plummeted
into the depths of wrestling hell by her awesome teenage legs.

Finally, as his body failed him and as his breath waned his mind found a
solution. All he had to do was give in to this girl.

He moaned it out with his last breath, "I suubbbmmmitttt!"

Then miraculously the crushing pressure eased, but she still held him tightly
as he slowly climbed back from the brink.

She petted his face with her hand very tenderly as she asked, "There, that
wasn't so hard to say, was it?"

Instead of answering her question he surprised her by saying, "Oh god! You're
so strong ... ... And so beautiful."

She giggled like a young school girl at his remark which really was not her
personality, and then she kissed his forehead as a reward before she asked,
"Are you ready to tell me your little secret."

"I just can't," he said sadly.

Then as she returned to petting his face, she replied, "That's OK! ... ...
..I've got all day! ... ... .Will just stay here like this till your ready,
and then she started to increase the pressure of her arms and legs ever so
slowly once again.

It took about fifteen minutes more of this slow torture but Tom finally was
ready to tell his secret.

"I, I loved you the very first time I saw you," he finally admitted.

His admission thrilled her and as she thought about all that she had put him
through and she realized she should have figured it out long ago.

Then she tilted his head up and kissed him passionately. When their lips
parted she ordered, "Say it!"

"I submit!" he said quickly.

"No, the other thing," she commanded.

He looked up into her eyes and he knew that he was hers as long as she wanted
him and he said very tenderly, "I love you!'

Then she kissed him again and when their lips parted this time, she ordered,
"Now say the other thing."

And they both laughed.

Epilogue:

As Shelly came up the walk the four couples were leaving arm in arm. The girls
were smiling and confident and the boys looked a bit exhausted but none the
worse for wear. All the girls were talking at once and Shelly tried to pick up
on a few of the conversations. The girls were talking mostly about how hard
they expected the boys to work or where they expected the boys to be at a
certain hour.

Shelly smiled to herself and shook her head and continued up the walk. Her
sister was waiting by the door for her. Tom was trapped in a standing
headscissors kneeling at Logan's feet. Shelly looked at the boy for a moment
and then she asked her sister, "How did everything go!"

"I have a very smart sister, "Logan commented and then they kissed each other
on the cheek.

Bending over Shelly asked Tom jokingly, "What are you doing?"

Tom had his hands on Logan's ankles but he wasn't trying to get out. He knew
that would only happen when she was ready to let him go. He turned and looked
at Shelly and said jokingly back, "Fifty to life!"

The two sisters laughed at his remark, and then Logan said happily, "Gotta
love him!" As she gave him a powerful jolt with her legs.

The End

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