Mia’s Mission – An Apartment Wrestling Story
Fridays at five o’clock was always a time for employees to go to the local bar across the street, let off steam and socialize. This particular Friday was even more so for Mia, who had a very difficult week. She was still in the running for a promotion, but Lisa had also interviewed for it so nothing was guaranteed. But back to Friday’s Happy Hour, Mia saw a very handsome guy sitting at the bar and decided to join him, hoping something good would happen. However, as fate would have it, a busty attractive blond appeared from around the corner and hopped on the barstool to his left.
“DAMN!” she thought, “Once more that blonde bitch Lisa is getting in my way!” Even so, Mia was prepared to walk away…until Lisa turned around with a gloating look as if to say, “Back off honey, he’s gonna be mine and you can’t do a damn thing about it!” That gloating look was all it took for Mia to vow to make it her mission to best her blonde rival. So with a big smile on her face, Mia grabbed the barstool to the man’s right. She said hello and introduced herself. The man smiled back and said, “Hi Mia, I’m Jeff and it looks like you already know Lisa!”
Being well-mannered, Jeff excused himself to continue the conversation that Lisa already started. Mia knew that she had to do something to get his attention, so she loosened one of the high-heeled pumps she was wearing and soon…. “KLUNCK!” as the shoe hit the ground!
“OOH NOOO!” Mia exclaimed as Jeff turned around to see what the matter was. Seeing the shoe on the floor, Jeff got up and joked about being the handsome prince in Cinderella and cautiously put the shoe on Mia’s stocking foot, trying not to make it too obvious that he was admiring Mia’s lovely legs! The first shot was now fired in this war of women! Lisa glared at Mia as Jeff pretended not to look, but the battle was on! The conversation and the beer continued until nature finally took its course and it was time for the Ladies Room.
Mia got up first but Lisa soon followed her in, locking the door behind them. They were alone and it was time for a confrontation as Lisa spoke first. “What the hell are you doing flaunting those legs of yours?” Mia let out a laugh and then replied, “Oh! Look who’s talking, Miss low-cut top jiggly-wiggly-boobs!” Mia was about to push Lisa into one of the stalls when suddenly there was a knock on the door…
“HEY YOU TWO! OPEN UP IN THERE AND STEP OUT!”
Startled, Mia and Lisa looked at each other as Lisa realized that Mia was going for her. With the element of surprise lost, both women instinctively went for each other’s hair, neither one wanting to be the first to let go. Then came the voice again, “LAST CHANCE OR I’M COMING IN!” It was a voice they knew well. Everyone called her “Big Elsie” because she was 6 feet tall and 240 pounds. Big Elsie was the Bouncer at the bar. Although her main job was calming customers down when they were out of line, she could handle anyone. She was not a woman to be messed with!
As the key opened the door, Big Elsie walked in and said, “Okay girls – break this up before I do it for you!” Elsie continued, “Okay now come along to the manager’s office! He would like to talk to you!” Terrified, they followed Elsie down the corridor and Lisa. As they were walking, Lisa looked at Mia said sarcastically, “Thanks a lot Mia, because of you we’re in trouble!”
“Hey bitch, don’t blame me”, Mia replied, “You were the one who followed me in here and…”
“SHUT THE HELL UP BOTH OF YOU!” Elsie warned, “…or I’ll kick both your sorry butts! You are not in trouble. The manager only wants to talk to you. He could easily call the cops and have your pretty little asses hauled away but as I said, he just wants to talk to you!” Out of complete fear, Lisa and Mia complied as Elsie escorted them to the manager’s office and the receptionist buzzed them in.
A large swivel chair turned around and they both gasped in surprise…”JEFF?
” We meet again ladies, I have been expecting you and you didn’t disappoint as you went right for each other. I can’t wait to see you go at it for real!”
“Fight for real?” both girls asked.
“Yes!” Jeff answered, “We have a little group that pays women to fight and the two of you have just been recruited!
“WHAT THE HELL…” Mia started to yell as Lisa added, “YOU SET US UP!”
Jeff laughed and answered, “Yes I did and I’m proud of it!” I am sorry that I lead you both on but I’m counting that your HATRED for each other far outweighs your being pissed off at me!”. Jeff had Lisa and Mia boxed in and he knew it. But he was not done quite yet.
“Let me explain”, Jeff continued, “If you fight each other in front of us, you can both make a lot of money! But I have another proposal. How about we raise the stakes!” I understand that you are both competing for the same job and…”
The two women listened in utter amazement as Jeff continued to entice his new recruits.
“You see Charlie, the owner of your company is a member of our little group and he has made arrangements. Nobody is forcing you to do anything. If you want to turn all of this down you will be transferred to another office with a pay increase! But there is just one catch…” Jeff smiled as both women looked at him with dagger-like eyes, wanting him to continue…
“Of course the winner gets the job but the loser agrees to stay on as her assistant, although still with a modest raise in pay for her efforts! This is the opportunity of a lifetime for both of you even if only one of you can have it! So your choice is to either accept the terms and take the chance for a really high-paying job, of you can walk away with a slight pay increase… It is all up to you. “.
Lisa and Mia, both dazed by Jeff’s speech were each given a drink and told to take a deep breath and calm down. However, neither one of them needed any time as both accepted immediately.
“I thought you’d both agree”, Jeff said as he smiled and handed an envelope to each of them. Each envelope contained a $3,000 Gift card to an exclusive designer clothing store, a list of instructions telling them what to wear, a CD, and an engraved invitation to a private party at one the swankiest restaurants in town.
Lisa spoke first, “I can’t wait until I kick your sorry ass and you become my assistant, my bitch…”
“Not so fast you overstuffed tramp! “, Mia snapped back, “You’re the one who is going to be working for me!” Jeff smiled and nodded as his new recruits left to go home.
WOW! What a night!” Mia sighed as she opened the door of her apartment, started her computer, and plopped in the CD that was in the envelope. Romantic music started playing as a dozen roses appeared on the screen and the caption, “Welcome to our little group! Here are some hints of what would like to see. Mia was almost breathless as she viewed the pictures from “Sports Review Battling Girls”, showing women in Bikinis or Lingerie fighting each other. The text described “Apartment Wrestling” as a pastime sponsored by a rich and powerful group of men.
Mia had found stories apartment-style fighting by surfing the internet but she always thought it was just some urban legend. As fear and tension shot up from her lower back all the way to her neck, it dawned on her that this was no urban legend! It was real and she was right in the center of it all! The tension grew stronger until it forced her to take a deep breath…and then… she thought of Lisa.
Ah Lisa! “That Blonde Bimbo” as she referred to her. Lisa the bitch who always seemed to be getting in her way, foiling her plans and trying to take anything she thought belonged to her. She called to mind all the times she wished could get the chance to kick Lisa’s butt! Then Mia let out an ironic laugh as she recalled the expression, “Be careful what you wish for!” Then, all of the sudden as if by magic, Mia’s feelings towards the event started changing. First, the fear and tension turned in to anger towards her foe; then, that turned into a thirst for then a THIRST for revenge, and soon Mia found herself obsessed with the thought of victory! All doubts had been removed from her mind as it became “Mia’s Mission” to DESTROY her rival! If she received some benefits and attention from the deal, then so much the sweeter! There was no turning back now….it was going to happen...
Somewhere else in town, Lisa was experiencing a similar episode as both fell asleep to dreams of conquest. Saturday Morning soon arrived and it was time to prepare for the big event. Mia did some stretching exercises as she looked in the mirror and smiled. She was seeing the benefits of her regular workouts and was confident that she was in great shape!
After breakfast, she went shopping with the gift card. She felt a sense of this being unreal as she looked at the items on the list that she was to wear tonight. The list was very specific but did allow color and style preferences. As she was leaving the store, she saw Lisa walk in and motion to her to come over! Mia moved cautiously towards blonde who exclaimed, “I’m going to kick your ass tonight, but that’s not why I want to talk to you!”
“Don’t be so sure of yourself bitch!” Mia answered as she immediately figured out what Lisa wanted, “One hour from now, I will be waiting across the street at the restaurant and we can talk!”. The next year was going to change both of their lives and they needed some ground rules to get through it all.
(AUTHOR’s NOTE: Okay I know… it’s hard to believe that a woman could do all of her shopping in only one hour! But this is FANTASY and I‘ve got a lot more of the story to tell -- so let’s move on!)
The women had lunch and reached an understanding, knowing that they were both resigned to live with the results regardless of the outcome. Both hurried home to rest and mentally prepare for the evening. The time just flew by as Saturday Night was finally here. Both women arrived at the club at the same time. They were each greeted warmly, given a dozen roses, and handed a small glass of champagne to drink as the audience toasted to their beauty. Then the two beautiful combatants were escorted in opposite directions to their own private dressing rooms. They were instructed to relax for a few moments but then to get dressed for the contest. They were given a time to be ready and told that an escort would knock on their door to take them back to the main room.
The time arrived and they were taken back to the main hall which had undergone a drastic change. No longer looking like a ballroom, the décor was now that of a fancy apartment, just like the ones in the pictures they had seen earlier. It was time for APARTMENT WRESTLING! As the combatants were introduced to the crowd, stakes were describe and everybody noticed the glaring expressions on their faces. It was obvious that both Mia and Lisa wanted each other badly and that was exactly what they were going to get! All of this was to be much to the delight of the audience.
Dressed in black silk robes, each woman moved to the center of the room, cautiously staring at each other. The audience gasped as the women removed their robes to reveal their lingerie-clad bodies.
The Brunette Mia stood at 5’, 6”, weighed 128 pounds, long shapely legs and a 34C-24-35 figure. She was wearing a matching bra, thong and garter belt in a Black and Teal flowered pattern with Black stockings,
The Blond Lisa stood at 5’, 8”, weighed 132 pounds, long shapely legs and a 36D-24-36 figure. Her outfit was similar in style to Mia’s but the colors were Orange and Black and the stockings were Beige.
Hands on hips, they faced each other and exchanged insults as the barbs grew sharper and sharper…
“Oh! Look at you in the Teal outfit, Mia!’ Lisa said sarcastically as she added, “Are you going for the sea-turtle look?” The audience roared with laughter.
Mia snapped back, “Sea-Turtle? Look at you in Orange and Black! Halloween is over Bitch! But there you are with a bra that makes your tits look like big Marshmallow Pumpkins!” The crowd roared even louder as the exchange grew cattier and cattier. After a few minutes, the bell was rung and the referee shouted, “TIME TO FIGHT!”
Wasting no time, Mia and Lisa locked hands in a test of strength. At first it looked like the bigger Lisa had the advantage, until Mia maneuvered them both to the edge of the sofa. Lisa lost her concentration for a second but that was all it took for Mia to knee her in the stomach and jump on the sofa. Soon Mia was in back of Lisa grabbing her from behind. Again the crowd applauded as Mia was now standing on the carpet with a headlock on Lisa. Mia increased the pressure as Lisa tried to escape, but to no avail.
“TAKE THAT BITCH!” Mia shouted as she continued squeezing and the smile on her face grew wider, “How does THAT feel …..YIYAHHE! EOOOOWWWWW!!!!!!!!!” With a longer reach, Lisa had been able to reach down to Mia’s womanhood as the now screaming Mia’s knees buckled and she fell to the floor.
“It feels really good, you tramp!” Lisa answered as she seized control of the match, at least for the moment. But Mia was far from done as she kicked upward, catching Lisa in the back of her thigh and startling the Blonde. This gave Mia much-needed time to get up and regain her composure.
Hands in hair pulling tighter and tighter produced a searing pain in scalps which would later turn into a soreness that would last for days. But for now each on fought desperately to hide the painful response by fighting the urge to grimace in pain. Neither one wanted to give the other the satisfaction of acknowledging their pain. As hands pulled tighter, bodies were drawn together and until Mia and Lisa stood chest-to-chest with breasts mashing up against other.
It may have appeared to the crown that Lisa had the advantage with her D-cup breasts and maybe Lisa even believed that herself. Mia’s C-cup breasts, though not as large were much firmer and better- toned as a result of her workouts. Mia’s breasts became hard and her nipples became like nails as she drove them hard into Lisa’s softer tit-flesh. Although riddled with pain from hair pulling and bodies mashing, Mia felt a surge of pride was she could see that she was winning the battle of the boobies. This close struggle of hair pulling and boob bashing went on for a few minutes as it took its toll on both of them. But somehow each managed her share of trash-talking.
“Look at you Miss hot-shit big-tits”, Mia snapped as she felt herself now able to move Lisa backward and add. “Well I’m going to show you that you ain’t so hot……. EEEEEEEEEEEYEOWWWW!”
Lisa managed to switch tactics, letting go of Mia’s hair and digging her hands into Mia’s bra, suddenly gripping Mia’s nipples between her sharp nails. Still Screaming, Mia made the same switch, digging her hands into Lisa’s bra and grabbing onto Lisa’s nipples. Ironically, bras were designed to support and protect women’s breasts but in this instance, they were supporting the enemy’s gripping claws, keeping them in place as the struggle intensified.
Again both women were facing each other and again they were refusing to betray their own feelings. But this time tears were trickling from their weary eyes and grunting noises escaped their strained bodies. Soon they grew weary as they struggled to maintain balance but their weakening knees were not going to allow it! For a moment, Lisa lost her balance, but by the time Mia could react, the blonde had already regained her balance. Mia soon went through a similar episode as knew grew weaker and weaker until both hit the ground with a loud THUD!!
Now the whole tone of the fight shifted as the catfighters were jolted into feeling their second wind! For the next few minutes they rolled around struggling for control, first Lisa on top, then Mia, then Lisa again and so on. Arms were flying around as hands searched for vulnerable areas. The dainty, “feminine” lingerie would soon be in tatters as ripping sounds were heard. Every few minutes or so they would stop moving as they struggled to catch their breath.
As Mia and Lisa continued rolling around on the floor, the eyes of the crowd focused intently on the various angles as they were treated to a display of two beautiful bodies struggling. Soon breasts were bare and various “upskirt” views of their sexy legs and feminine areas could be seen. It became almost like a tennis match as Lisa would delivered a slap to Mia’s face and Mia returned the favor. Then Mia went for a hard belly punch as Lisa returned it in kind!
The women were testing each other as if it were primitive tribal warfare. Neither one would yet deliver significant harm but each one was feeling the other out to look for weakness. The crowd was loving every minute of it as both women suddenly got up on their knees and wrapped arms around each other in a mutual bear hug. Again, the initial purpose was to see who could gain the advantage and who would give. This time neither one budged as they continued searching for another change in tactics.
Somehow both of them reached down to the back of each other’s thongs and pulled. Ordinarily this would not last long as the fabric would eventually snap. But this was no cheap lingerie and to the painful surprise of both of them it would hold together for a long while. The WEDGIE WAR was now underway and this time there was no hiding the pain as the crotch panels dug into the tender feminine flesh. Both let out screams that left the crowd aghast…
VICIOUSNESS had taken over and it was here to stay! The “Thunder and Lightning” was only a warning of the VICIOUS raging storm that was to come…
Finding themselves on their knees, they faced each other in a stalemate. As the crotch panels of their thongs dug into their tender area causing excruciating pain, each one looked for a way out. The challenge was to find a way out without falling into another trap. Mia decided to take the initiative and lean slightly to left, knowing that Lisa would steady herself on her own left. Then quickly, Mia leaned on the opposite direction hoping to catch the tough blonde by surprise. However Lisa saw through what Mia was up to and quickly reversed herself landing right on top of her brunette rival.
Again they rolled and tumbled, struggling for control. It was going to be a long evening and this promised to happen several more times until one would outlast the other. The men in the crowd were very proud of themselves as they congratulated each other on the choice of two very good and well-matched fighters. Little did they know that Mia and Lisa had been at war with each other since the day they met – this was only taking it to a higher level!
Finally Lisa landed on top of Mia and tried to position Mia in a grapevine. But Mia’s stronger legs prevented Lisa from completing her task as Mia bucked her off and sent her flying towards the sofa. As Lisa steadied herself onto the sofa, Mia quickly leapt up but Lisa dodged her attacker as Mia landed chest first onto the empty cushion! Lisa quickly managed to get behind Mia, grabbing her right arm and twisting it into a painful hammerlock. Mia let out a scream as the smiling Lisa started to twist the arm tighter but it didn’t stop there.
Adding to the physical pain of Mia’s predicament was the view of her butt that the audience had! Lisa took full advantage of the situation, twisting Mia’s arm shouting, “COME ON GIRL! SHAKE THAT BOOTY”, forcing her victim into wiggling her shapely butt and giving the audience a very sexy show. The physical pain became almost secondary to the humiliation that Lisa was dishing out. Mia didn’t realize it at the time but they were both trapped in this position. The logical thing to do would have been for Lisa to continue the pressure on Mia’s arm, sapping her endurance. But as we all know, logic does not always win out!
So strong was the desire to humiliate her rival, that Lisa started concentrating on forcing Mia to wiggle her lovely butt, losing sight of maintaining the hammerlock. All it took was a slight decrease in the pressure for Mia to pull her arm free from Lisa’s grip and then……OOMPH! Mia pushed the startled Lisa onto her back and delivered a hard elbow smash into the blonde’s undefended belly!
“TAKE THAT SKANK!” Mia shouted as she spread Lisa’s Legs apart and delivered a second elbow smash…”KLUNNKK!”… but this one landed below the belly onto the public bone! As Lisa screamed and moaned in pain, Mia was also trying to recover as the collision between elbow and pubic bone took its toll on her as well. Mia’s arm was already sore from Lisa’s twisting in the hammerlock so she too needed recovery time. Otherwise, Mia may have been able to manage ending the match right then and there. But such an ending was not to be as the referee shouted, “OKAY…..BREAK!!!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” both of the charged up combatants, answered as their escorts quickly moved in and helped them put on their robes. Lisa and Mia were told to take a deep breath and to listen for a moment. The referee explained that with both of them looking like “the walking wounded”, it was best to take a break so that they could return to the fight refreshed. Had this happened at a later point in the match, the ref would have let it play out as it was his discretion to do so. However, both the ref and the audience knew that a break would benefit everyone as the fans would see even more action.
As they were escorted to their dressing rooms, both women received a well-deserved round of applause as fans complimented them both and encouraged them to kick their rival’s ass! During the ten-minute break, Mia and Lisa collected themselves and flashed back to their early days, recalling the time from the day they first met to how they ended up here fighting for supremacy. It was a far cry from that day when two ambitious, bright and attractive college interns received the news that they were the only ones retained for a full time position with the company. From the first moment their eyes met, they intuitively knew they were to become bitter rivals. There was a very unsteady truce as they had to work together but both longed for the day when that truce could be fully broken. Now here they were deep into that FINAL SHOWDOWN!!
Mia and Lisa received another round of applause as they were escorted back to the main room. The referee was about to give them instructions when Lisa shouted, “NO MORE BREAKS! I WANT THAT SKANKY BITCH RIGHT NOW!” Mia immediately responded, “LETS FINISH THIS NOW, YOU BLONDE BIMBO WHORE!”
“As you wish”, the referee answered as he added, “NOW GO TO IT!” Both women moved as fast as they could towards each other with Mia leaping forward and tackling Lisa to the ground. After another elbow to the stomach, Mia stood up and grabbed Lisa’s feet and pulling her over to the sofa, placing her in an upside-down position with her legs upward spread in a “Y” position revealing her thong covered crotch! While Mia knew that she couldn’t keep Lisa in this position for very long, she needed to extract some revenge for the early “Booty-Shaking” predicament that Lisa had dished out! Now it was Lisa undergoing humiliation as Mia delivered a few well-placed pussy slaps causing the blonde to writhe in pain.
A proud Mia, pleased with the humiliation she inflicted failed to notice that Lisa’s hand was able to grab her ankle and twist it mercilessly. Suddenly they were both on the floor with Lisa putting Mia in a headlock. Her worst fears realized, Mia needed to do something and fast! Once Lisa started delivering punches, there would be little hope of escape. Confident that she had the upper hand, the smiling Lisa delivered a few playful slaps to let everyone know that she was in control. Then Lisa made a closed fist, connecting with Mia’s chin. Now Mia was the one writhing in pain. Gambling on a longshot, Mia wailed, “OH YOU BITCH!” causing Lisa to answer, “THAT’s RIGHT! AND SOON YOU WILL BE MY BITCH!”
“NOT SO FAST GOLDILOCKS!” Mia shouted back as she maneuvered her rival towards the sofa and leaned to her left, forcing Lisa’s back into the sharp wooden corner of the sofa. Again both combatants fell to the floor but this time both recovered and were soon on their feet again facing each other
“LET’S FINISH THIS YOU SKANKY-ASSED HO!” Lisa roared.
“THE PLEASURE’S MINE YOU FUCKING COW!’ Mia replied as a serious look of determination suddenly appeared on both their faces. They started exchanging slaps again which soon changed into belly punches. From there they went to the test of strength position. The struggle went on for what seemed like hours as both on them grew more and more frustrated. It seemed as if it would never end…and then it happened…
“You’re a football fan Mia?” Lisa asked, “Right?”.
“What the fuck does that have to do with anything?” Mia answered, adding “You really are a dumb blonde!”
“THE KICKOFF!” Lisa shouted, ‘You know how the players run at each other trying to knock each other down and….”
Mia let out a wicked smile as she answered, “You’re on Bitch!”, as both of them started backing up until they were about 25 feet apart. The ref had a puzzled look on his face as he had never seen anything like this before but was told to let them proceed.
The two rivals faced each other with icy stares and determination in their eyes. The ref shouted, “OKAY LADIES, ON THREE! ONE…TWO…THREE!”
Two women screaming fiercely at the top of their lungs and charging at each other is a sight that nobody in the audience could have ever imagined. And yet here it was….
“AIEYAAAAAHH……YIEEEEEEEE…………BAMPH…BOOM!” as the war cries fell silent and two gorgeous female bodies collided loudly before hitting the floor, taking a chair with them.
The audience sat in silence as the stared, almost entranced at the sight of the tangled mixture of the two bodies and a knocked over chair. The leg of one woman moved, then the arm of the other woman. Soon other body parts were moving. One would get to her feet first and be able to pounce on her rival.
The audience let out a cheer at the awesome display of grit and determination that both of these women shown. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that both women had given it everything they had! It seemed to take forever as both of the women desperately struggled to regain their consciousness and composure.
Suddenly the other one is moving, struggling to get up... The blonde haired Lisa struggled desperately knowing that Mia was still down. A smile appeared on her face as she shook her head and said, “You stupid bitch! I can’t believe you agreed to that charging move. Your smaller body was no match for mine! Lisa soon sprung into a leap ready to a final crushing blow to her fallen opponent……OOOMPH! BITCH! UGGGH!
Nobody noticed that Mia had one eye slightly open as she raised her knee and right to where Lisa was going to land! Now it was Lisa who was in trouble, she bounced off of Mia’s knee and rolled onto her back! The clever Mia had been FAKING the whole time! Knowing that fortunes could again be reversed in a moment, Mia delivered a few elbow smashes to Lisa’s already sore belly, then quickly maneuvered into a victory facesit, blowing, hoisting her arms in victory as Lisa was no longer moving…
“MATCH OVER!” the referee shouted as the crowd let out a thunderous roar to the victorious Mia. Soon Lisa was revived, receiving applause and cheers on her own. But despite the cheers for Lisa, she was painfully aware of her defeat as tears streamed down her eyes and she started bawling uncontrollably.
One of the attendants rushed in to help calm Lisa down. “STOP!” Mia shouted as she walked over to Lisa and explained, “I will take over helping her. We made an agreement at lunch today, didn’t we Lisa Honey?”
“Y-YESS!” the defeated blonde answered. The now smiling Mia explained that they agreed as soon as the winner was determined, she become dominant over the loser. “I will take care of her!” Mia added, “She’s MINE now!” Next Mia requested that both of them be escorted to Mia’s dressing room and that Lisa’s clothes and personal belongings also be delivered there from the other dressing room. After Mia took care of getting both of them ready, she requested the Limo driver to take them both to Mia’s apartment.
EPILOGUE: The next year would be a painfully slow one for Lisa as she attended to Mia. Lisa held onto the hope that they would have a rematch the moment that the year was up. In fact that is exactly what happened! I know that because I am Jeff the Manager and I arranged that second match as well! You probably want to know what happened in that match…
But that is a story for another day dear reader! But before we get to that I may have one or two stories to tell. That is, if you would like to hear them!
(AUTHOR’s NOTE: On a personal note, this is the first story I have written in about seven years! I guess we can say that it took me a while to “Get back on that horse!” Also I would be remiss if I did not thank my friend Scribbler for his support and for lending me his crayons! Thank you “Coach Scrib”! Of course, many thanks to you the reader as well! I really hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please feel free to comment below!)
