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The Fighting Life
"Hi, my name is Magda and I am wrestler." You wouldn't belive the reaction this gets from people. Some are so shocked they can't say a word while others are so turned on they can't stop asking questions. I've been using that line for years since I discovered it gives me a
good idea of the kind of person I'm talking to. Right now, I'm at a nice little club in Miami talking to a very cute guy and apparently getting a
good response from my line. "Do you ever do private matches or are you strictly professional." he
asks me with a gleam in is eye. "I've done all kinds of matches from prostyle to submission wrestling.
Got something in mind?" I answer back with my own eyes gleaming. Some guys like to wrestle around before getting down and dirty with a lady. I don't mind since I really can take care of my self and its usually a nice warm up for more pleasurable activities we can do on the floor.
He's looking a little funny at me and says"Would you be willing to wrestle another girl for me?" This surprises me for only a second since
I've done private matches before where I wrestled some guys girlfriend or wife. It is a turn on for a lot of folks to see their woman rolling
on the ground with another woman. Some have been serious competitive matches but most have been the slap and tickle variety. I don't mind as long as the pay is good and nothing too kinky happens. Most of the women prefer to play wrestle with me when they get a good look at me in my fight gear rather than go at it for real even if that was the original deal. OH, I forgot I haven't described myself yet. Sorry. I'm 5'10 and about 130 lbs. and most of that's still muscle thanks to the gym five times a week. I'm in my early 30's and no you won't get any more info about that statistic. I'm what I like to call athletically voluptuous which means I've got enough T&A to hold my own anywhere and my long red hair only adds to the effect. "I've got a problem with this girl." he blurts out. I nod and encourage him to give details about this girl. 'I've been going out with Hilda for awhile and it's not working out. She is a competitor in Judo tournaments and she is a very skilled fighter. When I told her it was over, she said she'd beat the hell out of any girl I got involved with. She said only a woman stronger than her would replace her in my life. It's this competitive attitude that drove me away from her and so far three girls I've dated have gotten beat up by her. I need help and will pay whatever I have to to get my life back." I nod in sympathy. I've heard variations of this story before and it really pisses me off. Usually it involves a strong woman fighter whose drunk with her own strength and takes it out on the man in her life. It usually takes a bitter defeat to wake them up to reality and I don't mind being the one who administers it. I've had more than one guy scared off because he was afraid I'd break his arm and I don't need some bitch making things worse on the dating scene by giving guys a bad image about women fighters. "Honey, this ones only gonna cost you dinner and maybe something else later on." He smiles at that and gives me a gym address and says to meet them there tomorrow at 8p.m. "See you then." I say and decided to call it a night. I always want to get a good night's sleep before a fight. When the fights for real, you need it. Next night I show up at the gym and he and some other folks are waiting for me outside. "Hi." I say give him a big kiss as a preview of my fee and he smiles. "You can change in the back" he says and as I pass the ring, I see my opponent for tonight stretching out. She's tall, about 6'0 but real thin almost like a model. She looks wiry and I remember he said she competes at Judo. Better try to take her out with power moves and avoid the mat as much as possible. I'm no slouch with chokes and grapples but you always have to be careful when going against someone who uses such moves very regularly in competition. I change into my wrestling outfit which is a black one piece and black wrestling boots. Hilda has taken off her robe revealing a taut body barely covered by a white two piece suit and has tied her long blond hair up to keep it out of the way. We both stand in the center of the ring while another girl who will be acting as ref tells us the rules. Pretty basic stuff:KO's or submission only and the winner can accept or refuse the submission until she's ready. That last part makes me wonder if she a friend of Hilda.
"He's mine!" Hilda snarls hits me square in the stomach. Serves me right for not paying attention to my real enemy. I drop to my knees trying to suck in some air when Hilda slaps on a guillotine choke to stop me from getting my wind back. I know how dangerous this hold can be since I've KOed more than one girl with it so I immediately punch up with my right had to her small breast. AGGG!!!!! is all she says but she lets go and I backpedal to get some room to work. I'm gonna hurt this girl alright and I'm gonna embarrass here by taking her out in the most humiliating way a fighter can lose. Apparently she isn't used to having one of her man's girls fight back because she has a surprised look on her. I take advantage of it by suddenly charging and delivering a wicked headbutt to her middle. The air goes out of her in one big WOOOSH!!! and she starts to drop to the mat but I catch her by the hair and hit her with three sharp knees to the chest and abdomen. I'm normally a nice girl but like most wrestlers, that changes once I step foot in the ring, especially if my opponent pisses me off. guess what? I'M PISSED!!! Her little cheap shot put her on the top of my shit list quick. I'm starting to wonder if she really does compete or if she just had some lessons, learned a few things and has been getting buy on intimidation because of her height. The way she's sobbing on the mat from the blows I gave make me think she lied to her man to keep him in line and to discourage any rivals he might find.
I pull her up by the hair again and give her a vicious chop to the chest that sends her in to the ropes screaming in pain. Not much padding up their and a couple more chops has her holding her chest in agony. I
decide to start with the poser moves and give her a body slam which knocks the air out of her again. I pick her up again as if I'm going for
another slam but then drop her on her stomach across my knee. I hear some retching sounds coming from her and she is trying hard to breathe and not doing very well. Either this girl has never competed for real or she has no idea what to do outside the rules of her Judo arena. As I go to pick her up, the bitch sucker punches me in the crotch! It hurts like hell and the only thing saving me from going down in a heap is the fact that the blow hardly had any force behind it. It does however serve to make me even madder than before and I show her this dropping both my knees into her stomach. Now she really making some strange sounds. I shoot a couple of stiff punches to her guts and get even stranger sounds as she desperately tries to breathe. I've been hitting her middle hard to keep her breathless for the finishing move I decided to use and now seems a good time to use it before she can cheapshot me again. I lift her into a seated position and dig my fingers into both sides of her neck. This nasty little hold is called the Python Sleeper and is the nastiest of the sleeper family. Not only are the arteries pinched but the sensitive nerve clusters in the neck also get worked on. The pain delays the person from going out very quickly and makes the entire agony seem to last forever. Hilda is thrashing wildly beneath me screaming like a banshee and I've got a smile on my face remembering the cheapshots she hit me with. Hilda's arms are slowing down and her screams have become a kind of muffled himpering as her hold on consciousness begins to fade. The ref moves in and asks if she gives."No." is barely out of her mouth when I double the pressure making her squeal like a little girl. After a few seconds more, the ref asks her again and the word "submit" comes out.
"Uh uh, no chance. She's going out. I refuse her submission." Hilda whimpers and the ref glares at me but I just smile and squeeze even
harder. For a fighter, being KOed is the most embarrassing defeat possible and I intend to break this bitch. Hilda slumps back against my
leg and the ref checks her hand three times before announcing she's out. I release the hold and Hilda flops down on the mat twitching from the damage I've done to the nerves in her neck. I raise my hands in victory in front of my new guy and he smiles like a kid at Christmas. As I come out of the back in my normal clothes, Hilda is just starting to come around and realizing she no longer has her man. I put my arm around him, look Hilda in her tear filled eyes and say "Now he's mine. Stay away or I'll make the next lesson longer and much more painful." Hilda can only nod her head while softly crying as we stroll out of the gym.
"Now about that dinner..." is the last thing she hears as we close the door behind us.
THE END
