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Sands Storm
By Wolfboy
The pro wrestler
Shelly Sands is out for revenge on Debbie.
It was the start of December before my services were
required again to second Debbie, this time in a rematch with the big, blonde,
beautiful professional wrestler Shelly Sands. Shelly had challenged Debbie to a
rematch to be held in a small theatre after a pro wrestling show had finished.
Shelly had got the promoter to agree to leaving the ring up for the night for
her to use and had persuaded the building’s caretaker to let her lock up for the
night. Shelly wanted this set up as she felt it would help her with her pro
wrestling experience. We were due to arrive at 11PM with the match due to start
half an hour later.
By the time we arrived, Shelly had made a few changes to
the ring, swapping the thick pro wrestling padding on the corner posts for
something a little thinner, and also laying a matted area outside the ring,
covering roughly 6 feet from the ring. It was clear from what Debbie had told me
that Shelly wanted the match to be as extreme as possible, felling that her size
and strength would see her through. A referee was also in attendance and would
again act as Shelly’s second if needed. There were also no changing areas, so
the two combatants simply stripped off at ring side to put on their fight
outfits.
With everyone ready, I took a seat in the front row after
wishing Debbie luck, and the referee, Diane, called both ladies to the centre of
the ring. ‘OK ladies, for this match I am seconding Miss Sands, Steve will
second Ms McArthur. The rules for the match have been set by Shelly and are as
follows. There will be no time limit in the match, and there are no holds
barred, so anything goes. You can only win the match by forcing your opponent to
quit the match. After a submission, you have a choice of maintaining the same
hold, breaking and applying another hold, or breaking fully in which case there
is a one minute break. You may quit the contest at any time. Shelly has
requested that I don’t stop the match unless it’s clearly necessary, and I know
you’ve agreed to that Debbie?’ Diane asked as Debbie nodded.
‘OK then, introductions’ Diane continued ‘’On my left
wearing a white, strapless stretch mesh jumpsuit with white wrestling boots is
Shelly Sands. Shelly is 30 years old, 5 feet 10 inches and weighs 167lbs. Her
measurements are 40DD-25-37, and her record is 11 wins and 4 defeats. On my
right, wearing a black bikini top and booty shorts with suspenders is Debbie
McArthur. Debbie is 38 years old, 5 feet 7 inches tall and weight 146lbs. Her
measurements are 36C-26-36 and she has a record of 15 wins and 5 defeats. OK
ladies, I intend to let you get on with this so I will keep out of the way as
much as possible. If you’re ready, let’s fight’
The two women came out of their corners a little warily.
Shelly had already tasted defeat at the hands of Debbie, while Debbie knew that
the blonde was out for some sort of revenge tonight. It was Shelly who struck
first, with a single leg takedown followed by some kicks to Debbie’s hamstring.
Then Shelly applied a single toe-hold, twisting Debbie’s foot before Debbie was
able to kick Shelly off as she tried to turn it in to a spinning toe-hold.
Shelly was right back on to Debbie’s legs though, trapping her in a figure four
leg lock face down on the mat. Again though, Debbie was able to kick her away
after rolling on to her back.
As the two women came back together, Debbie grabbed a
side headlock, flipping Shelly to the mat where she looked to bridge up to work
the headlock. Shelly was ready though, and with a handful of hair, she roughly
pulled Debbie into a side head scissor, squeezing hard with her powerful thighs.
Debbie bridged to try and escape from the pressure only to find Shelly’s fist
thudding into her stomach. Quickly, she tried to bridge again, but Shelly’s fist
hit home again and she was forced back down to the mat. Shelly cruelly raked her
nails down Debbie’s stomach and then as Debbie bridged again, she punched the
brunette hard in the stomach. It was clear that Debbie needed to find an
alternative to bridging, and she was able to do that, turning in to the hold,
before forcing Shelly’s thighs apart by kneeling on her feet. Still, Shelly was
able to catch her with a forearm to the chest, knocking Debbie to the mat.
Shelly was straight back on to the attack, grabbing
Debbie’s hair to force her head between her knees, before jumping, the impact of
her landing stunning Debbie. A kick to the chest of the fallen brunette followed
before Shelly grabbed her hair to lift her from the mat. A hair-mare followed,
and with Debbie down, Shelly knelt beside her and started choking her before
changing position to stand on Debbie’s long hair, pulling on Debbie’s arms to
add to the pain. Debbie bridged up again, presenting her stomach as a target to
the blonde who bided her time before delivering a stomp to her stomach before
releasing the hold.
Continuing her onslaught, Shelly delivered a knee to
Debbie’s side as she rose, and then a stomp to the middle of her back. The
brunette still had plenty of fight though as she kicked Shelly away as she moved
in and both women rolled clear to their feet. With the match a little over 5
minutes old, I was hoping that Debbie could clear her head and get back into the
match. Wisely, she looked to keep Shelly at distance for the next couple of
minutes, exchanging body punches before the blonde managed to get behind her and
trap her in a waist lock. Shelly wrestled Debbie down to the mat where she was
able to wrap her in a rear body scissor before delivering a butt bounce,
Debbie’s arse slapping hard off the canvas. The scissor was released though, and
on their next lock up, Debbie was able to trap Shelly in a front headlock,
finally getting an element of control as she worked the blonde down to the mat.
It was a short lived position of strength though as
Shelly was able to reverse the head lock in to a hammer lock before bringing
Debbie back to her feet and shooting her into the ropes. A kick to the stomach
followed by a forearm smash to the chest knocked Debbie down near the ropes
where Shelly was quick to catch her in a choke, kneeling with her shin across
Debbie’s throat. It wasn’t a hugely effective move, but Shelly kept Debbie
pinned under her leg for about a minute before bringing her back to her feet and
delivering a kick to the pit of the stomach which dropped Debbie to her knees
where Shelly applied a pressure points hold.
From the previous matches, I knew that Shelly would be
using this as a chance to dig her nails in to Debbie’s shoulders, and the pain
was evident in her cries. Still, she fought back to her feet before another
stomach kick dropped her back to the mat. Again Debbie fought back to her feet,
and with a few well placed stomach punches, she was able to force Shelly off
her. Debbie looked to deliver a corner posting, but Shelly reversed it and the
brunette found herself whipped hard in to the corner post.
Debbie staggered forward from the impact, straight into a
big body slam from the white suited blonde who was growing in confidence,
following up with a knee to the Debbie’s back as she was on the mat. A handful
of hair brought Debbie back to her feet where her anguished cry of ‘Fuck, no!’
coincided with Shelly delivering a second body slam before applying a single leg
boston crab. Shelly arched back, applying pressure to Debbie’s tortured back,
before adding a crotch claw which drew the first submission from Debbie after 11
minutes.
To my surprise, Shelly broke the hold saying ‘You can
take a break after that bitch, but that’s your only chance!’ and so the referee
ordered a one minute break in which I tried to work on Debbie, who was clearly
pained from her first round beating. I’d barely been able to offer any advice or
encouragement before the referee ordered the match to continue.
Debbie at least started the next session well, forcing
Shelly back to the ropes with a solid uppercut to her chest which freed her tits
from her strapless suit, and a couple of body punches before Shelly pushed her
away. Again, Debbie pushed Shelly back with body punches, and then in the corner
she got what looked to be a good grip on Shelly’s long blonde hair, but the
blonde wrestler cleverly tripped her and followed Debbie down to the mat to
catch her in a pin, the two women struggling to get position.
Debbie was able to scissor one of Shelly’s legs,
preventing her from getting a full pin on the brunette who in turn found one of
her arms trapped under Shelly as the blonde manoeuvred her into a part cross pin
with her free left arm catching Debbie in a reverse headlock. Shelly shifted
slightly, turning her back towards Debbie, stopping the brunette from doing any
serious damage, and began to attack Debbie’s body with 4 body punches while
Debbie clawed at her arse without effect. Then Shelly worked her hand inside
Debbie’s bra to claw at her right breast. Debbie punched Shelly in the back, and
the big blonde responded with another series of body punches before launching
some stinging slaps into Debbie’s thighs.
Debbie went back to clawing away at Shelly’s butt, but
the blonde was really getting into her stride now, first clawing Debbie’s right
breast, and then driving home another flurry of body punches each one bringing a
little whimper of pain from Debbie. As Debbie shifted her legs to try and
protect her belly, Shelly simply switched tactics and slapped her thighs hard
several times until she was able to free her leg from the scissor hold. Now,
Shelly was able to apply the cross pin properly, still with her back to Debbie
who now pulled at the blonde’s long hair as Shelly responded by clawing her
crotch, causing another groan of exasperation.
After 30 or 40 seconds, Shelly released her claw hold,
before firing in another stomach punch and then partly removing Debbie’s bra.
Debbie fired back with a couple of punches which bounced off Shelly’s arse,
while the blonde moved to straddle Debbie, pinning her arms as Shelly pulled her
hair fiercely. ‘You’re my bitch now’ Shelly told Debbie before pinning her arms
above her head and clawing her right breast again. Debbie swung her legs up to
try and dislodge Shelly, only succeeding in trapping herself in a folding pin as
the blonde caught her legs.
It was clear to me that my fighter was in big trouble
now, even as Shelly released her legs, as it only lead to the blonde into a
seemingly endless series of slaps to Debbie’s already sore breasts. Then,
shifting quickly, Shelly caught Debbie in a perfect grapevine / breast smother
combination. Debbie tried to fight her way out, clawing at Shelly’s arse again,
but it was to no avail, and she soon let out a muffled cry of submission. Shelly
lifted her breasts from Debbie’s face as she asked her ‘Do you submit the
match?’
‘No’ was Debbie’s curt reply as Shelly plunged her back
in to the breast smother saying ‘Fine by me bitch!’ Debbie was back in deep
trouble as I urged her to fight her way out from under the heavier blonde who
had her trapped perfectly and was happy to bide her time, picking her spots to
slap at Debbie’s body while slowly smothering her. Debbie meanwhile kept
slapping away at Shelly, but while she would land the odd good blow, her slaps
lacked power fighting from underneath the big blonde.
Having worked the smother for over a minute, Shelly moved
up to pin Debbie by sitting on her tits, bouncing up and down on her bruised
breasts. A stomach claw followed as Shelly reached back to apply the hold,
pushing her middle finger into Debbie’s belly button. Debbie gasped with pain as
Shelly asked her ‘how do you like that one bitch?’. The answer was clear that
Debbie didn’t like the move much at all as she submitted for a third time. Again
though, she stubbornly refused to give the match, so Shelly simply remained in
her pinning position contemplating her next move which was to move and catch
Debbie in a face pin.
Shelly quickly tore away the remainder of Debbie’s top,
and then with Debbie’s hands pinned, she was straight back in to clawing at
Debbie’s breasts. Her fingers kneaded the soft flesh of Debbie’s tits, while
nails worked feverishly around her nipples leading to more cries of pain from
the pinned brunette. ‘You could submit of course’ Shelly told her. ‘Fuck off
bitch’ Debbie spat back, which earned her a couple more stomach punches from the
blonde before she went back to the breast attacks again.
Debbie’s shrieks of pain as Shelly tore at her body were
muffled by the blonde’s shapely butt which was placed firmly on her face pinning
her to the mat. Momentary respite came for Debbie as Shelly took the time to
slide the shoulder straps off Debbie’s booty shorts before sliding them off
Debbie to expose her crotch. Then Shelly was back to a stomach claw which again
had Debbie tapping the mat in a mixture of pain and frustration to go 4-0 behind
in the match. Still she refused to submit the whole match as Shelly switched to
a tight reverse head scissor, squeezing Debbie’s head between her thighs. Her
left hand kept a tight grip on Debbie’s left breast, while she used her right
hand to apply a crotch claw, again drawing a quick submission from Debbie who
was clearly a spent force now having been on the receiving end throughout. ‘The
match Debbie’ Shelly called ‘Come on you stubborn bitch, give me the match!’
‘I submit’ Debbie admitted.
‘Submit what?’ Shelly demanded maintaining her head
scissor.
‘The match Shelly’ Debbie replied ‘You’ve beaten me, I
submit the match.’
Shelly rose off Debbie who lay in
the centre of the ring for a couple of minutes with me tending to her bruised
body before she made her way out of the ring. She changed silently, and we left
quickly to get in my car for the journey home.
On the way back, she turned to me and quietly
said ‘thanks for not stepping in Steve. I know I asked you not too, but I
wondered how you’d cope if it came to it. At least we settled the match
properly, so thanks’
‘It’s OK’ I said ‘I was really worried though, I was
quite tempted to throw in the towel for you. I figured it wasn’t like you
couldn’t move to submit though, so I thought you were probably just about OK?’
‘Just about’ she agreed ‘I think if it had been Emma on
the receiving end of that, I’d have wanted you to stop it though. At least for
her first couple of matches, and only if she’s getting beaten on. After she’s
fought a few, she should know when she’s had enough’
‘I’ll make sure of that’ I agreed ‘Now how are you going
to cope with the pain? Do you need me to get you anything on the way back?’
‘No, I’ll be fine Steve really’ she laughed, ‘Couple of
glasses of wine will work wonders on this!’
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