[TanyaUKwrestles]

I get such a kick when I hear my opponents are in pain...when you let out that low scream it not only sends an adrenalin rush through me but starts off a wave of shouts and noise from the onlookers. They seem to be almost leaning forward, wanting to be part of it, tightly packed around the mats, turning the wrestling area into an arena, a ring, with ropes made of humans.

Both of us are known for having high pain thresholds, but you are like in some sort of zone right now, not only soaking up the crush on your lungs and ribs but actually managing to lift me off the mats an inch or so and plunge back down to try and break my scissors. It's an incredible show of guts as much as strength and fitness and endurance...even with 100% focus on the task in hand I get a sort of out-of-body experience and see our muscles straining - our arms, your biceps, my legs in particular - as if I'm one of the onlookers.

However, I'm in a zone too myself...a determined mindset to keep the advantage, to beat you, to hurt you, to do whatever it takes, at least that I can get away with in front of this over-ripped ref, to gain more yelps of pain from you, to break you and finally to extract that beautiful moment of submission.

In an exquisitely fast motion, on the third plunge backwards, I quickly release the scissors around your waist - big cheers from your mates - but in a nano second, both hands gripping your left wrist, I twist your arm, keep it straight, twist my body and wrap my legs around your arm, hard and fast fast fast...just as you are able to draw in your first decent breath into your lungs after the excruciating scissors, I lay on my back, my legs around your arm, my left heel nestled between your neck and your shoulder, arm held fast, dragging you down, and bending your elbow joint back against my thigh/knee.

We were already close to one edge of the mats, I swear I can feel the heat from the row of watchers by us....

'No mercy!' I hiss....the ref is on her hands now...my supporters and mates are chanting...'ask her, ask her, ask her!'

[Kellicat]

Sara wins this one.

[Athletesara]

Locked hard, tight with you.  My teeth grit in effort, the muscles in my shoulders, my neck standing out as I struggle to keep my core flexed against your legs.  My bare feet griping the mat as I power hard into you, thrusting, thrusting, trying to use my legs and my weight to bend your legs back into you, trying to force your knees closer to your head. 

When you pop your hold I am in mid thrust.  I almost gasp in relief, your legs were hurting me bad.  You grip my left arm hard, and I feet your legs working high, and I can see, SEE the arm bar coming.  I push hard with my legs, my body rolling up and over your head as I dive over you.  Jerking my arms as I dive, working to roll free of you.  Trying to get some distance so I can get back to my feet, circle wide for a break.  YT

[TanyaUKwrestles]

in an instance the match moves from getting close to a submission, to a natural break....you slither and jerk and pull and shove and struggle and weasel your way out of the arm bar then roll away as I leap forward off my back to try and swipe your arm back into my grip, but I just grab at air.

I curse myself as I get to my feet and swear at you...'you fuckwit, how long do you think you can back off from me...geesus you were lucky I didn't break your fuckin arm'...but really I'm just steamin at missing my best chance so far to end this....

'Adams watch the language' The Ripped Ref warns me, pointing a finger...I glance at her...I snarl 'don't point your finger at me'....still finding it hard to contain my anger at myself...she turns to me, enjoying her moment of authority..'Adams, don't push it.' she moves to my side, I turn to face her...just a few inches apart...her shoulders are broad, veins in her neck show she's a lifter in the gym....She says 'Take it down a peg or three, Adams, remember what I said, this is the IGWW Tournament final, the showpiece, not a bar brawl on a Saturday night.'

yt
 

[Athletesara]

I get pulled away and I roll for some distance.  You come up all anger and spouting trash as the crowd cheers us, eggs us on.  You start talking trash, then you and the ref start to trade words.  I circle slowly at a distance as you get up in her face, talking shit.  As I slip around behind you, I still want a few moments to recover, but this is a hell of an opportunity.

You are face to face, about to pick a fight with the ref when I attack.  My chest smacking into your back, my arms coming around, working to wrap you in a reverse bearhug from behind you.  I twist just a bit and slam my left hip bone into your back, trying to smack a kidney, but do it in secret as my arms wrap around you, working to lock up you.  "Miss me!"  I hiss in your ear.   YT

[TanyaUKwrestles]

I'm so focused on this bitch of a ref who's really beginning to piss me off now, I don't notice you circling behind....I see the ref's eyes move behind me just as you slam into my back...air gets expelled from my lungs...I gasp out..my hands grab your forearms wrapped in front of me...'Break Sara, break! The match was on hold' shouts the ref...just then you swivel and hit my kidney too...'uuugghhhhh'   then a low groan..'ohhhh'...my toes almost leave the ground as you swing me round...'BREAK!' shouts the ref...I swish my head back to try and hit yours but hit nothing...I swing an elbow back, which hits you but with nowhere near enough power...'aacckkaarhhh...get her off me!!' I scream to the ref...yt

[Brandy Fit]

Incredible match ladies!  I think many of us want to see who will come out on top with no interference from a ref. 

[TanyaUKwrestles]

[some of you have asked how this match concluded....screw the vote, here's what happened]

Tanya was hurting from Sara's attack from behind...she was flinging her elbows back with little affect, but her stamping down Sara's right shin and onto her foot was more telling...

But Sara just clung on even tighter, screwing the reverse hug harder and harder...her arms defined and taut, veins clearly pumping blood...Tanya's face was beginning to go purple...the hits to her kidneys, Sara's hands clenched as a single fist and digging back into Tanya's six pack abs, potentially causing muscle damage... the ref had her hand on Sara's shoulder and one on her arm, trying to prise her away...it was clear she had had enough of these two brawlers...

'Match over! Let go! Stop jabbing' trying to yell at us both at the same time...then Barbara stepped on the mats and grabbed Sara's other arm on the other side...'get the fuck off her now! Match is over she says!' she snarled...Sara's mate Mary immediately leapt towards Barbara to drag her off...as Barbara was pulled away she managed to free Sara's arm around Tanya's front...Tanya responded immediately by twisting round and aiming a punch at Sara's temple...mayhem broke out, groups of supporters for Sara and Tanya crowded in on the mats...it took a while for Tanya and Sara to be separated, but separated they eventually were...three people were needed for each fighter, holding their arms back, both straining to free themselves and attack each other again...the expression 'if looks could kill' could never have been more raw and real than at that moment....

The ref - herself a model MMA fighter, toned and taut skinned in her black and white striped referee's t shirt and black leggings - stepped in between the two...her hands pressing against each others chest, so close were they struggling to continue the fight...'That's Fucking it!' she screamed in a rare show of a loss of control. 'You're both disqualified, and if my report back to the IGWWT Board has anything to do with it you'll be banned from wrestling in the Inter-Gym Tournaments for life!'

Tanya roughly shrugs off those holding her ..she stands still, chest out...glaring at Sara...Sara's henchwomen also released her...both stand, arms by their side, nostrils flaring, feet braced wide apart...

'This isn't finished' Tanya spits out

'Not by a long chalk' hisses Sara

and both fighters are walked away by their supporters.

[GusLondon]

wow! great ending....or rather a great lead-in to completing unfinished business...gals if you do meet up again, don't be selfish, share it.