It had been a few weeks since I had had an evening of wrestling and fun with my friends Lauren and Kelli and after the initial excitement we hadn't really talked much about it. I was very eager to do it again but this time I desperately wanted to come out on top, literally!
Tonight the girls came round to my place for wine and a movie, which seemed like the perfect opportunity to coax my friends into another round of grappling.
The girls arrived together they both looked great.
Lauren is a pretty girl with short blond hair, light blue eyes, soft skin and features. She is about 5'3" tall and around 115 pounds. She was wearing a short denim skirt, a tight grey t-shirt and black pantyhose.
Kelli is great looking; she has long black hair, dark brown eyes and tanned skin. She was wearing a black, skin tight lycra dress and black pantyhose.
We opened a bottle of wine and sat down to watch the movie, we watched, chatted and drank. After the film finished and we had each had a few glasses of wine, I said how about we watch something else; with that I stood and put another disc into the DVD player. I watched the smile appear across my friends faces as the realised what the second movie was and understanding what I was implying by it. On screen two women wrestled, battling for sexual supremacy as they did so.
"So do you want to wrestle again then Karen?" Kelli enquired.
"You read my mind!" I giggled in response.
"I'm OK with that, me and Kelli against you again?" Lauren asked.
"Yes, but this time we need to agree the rules ahead of the match." I responded. "You can tag in and out as you did last time but the one who is coming in must be on the sofa when she is tagged. OK?"
"That sounds OK, we'll still kick your ass." Kelli added confidently.
"We have a 15 minute time limit, most submissions win and if one of you submit the same one has to re-start." I explain.
"Wow you have been thinking about this." Lauren laughed.
"You promise not to cheat and like before the winner or winners get rewarded." I add.
"That's all fine, let's go." said Lauren.
"It's all good." smiled Kelli.
With no further hesitation I grabbed Lauren, wrestled her to the floor, then I quickly had her wrapped up with my legs scissoring her waist and I held onto her wrists to prevent her moving her arms. Her partner was out of reach, and she did not have the strength to escape. I held her in position but didn't apply much force, I didn't want her to submit that quickly; my idea was to keep control and use up time whilst slowly building the punishment. As I gradually increased the pressure, Lauren's moans and groans became more discernable. At one point Kelli left the sofa and moved toward us.
"Sofa! You promised!" I barked.
Without a word Kelli complied; then a few seconds later Lauren submitted. The first submission had taken nearly 5 minutes, which was perfect for me.
Lauren made it to her feet, only for me to jump right back on her. With a carbon copy of the previous submission I again wrapped her up, isolated from her partner. As Lauren's mid-riff was still tender from the last submission this time she succumbed quicker. 7 minutes in and I had a two nil lead.
This time I only allowed Lauren to get to her knees before I pounced, knocking her onto her back and then sitting, straddling her, pinning her tightly to the floor. With this both Lauren and Kelli protested. Lauren physically and mentally distressed by beating she was taking and Kelli guilty at being unable to help tortured teammate and anxious that the match was slipping away.
"You knew the rules." I responded with delight. My plan was working just as I intended it.
I sat on Lauren, immobilising her, I did little to add to her pain knowing that letting the clock tick down was to my advantage. After a few minutes I changed tack, grabbing her hair I rolled her over and swinging my legs around I had her trapped in a headscissor. As I had done with the bodyscissor earlier I took my time and gradually increased the intensity until again she submitted. Now over 12 minutes has passed, with me tormenting Lauren whilst Kelli looked on powerless to assist.
Lauren lay face down on the floor, breathing heavily.
"Are you getting up then?" I asked.