Waving the flag (supervillian short story)

Outside the diner the birds sounded like screaming.

Marsh looked up, surveying his crew. Sonny with his dead fish eyes cleaning his knife.  Carlos making up for Sonny not talking. Tornado leaning against the black Impala explaining the finer points of Motorhead to Sasquatch and Mind Flayer. Slayer, the Aussie Samurai, running his comb through his pompadour and mutton chops for the tenth time in the hour. Finally Marsh settled his eyes on Enforcer, the kid who wasn’t like the others.

                    

Mind Flayer’s deep monotone voice echoed in Marsh’s mind ‘They are en route. Svetlana is being transferred in an hour.’ Time to get this done…Marsh thought , using the thought ‘fucking psychics’ to drown out Mind Flayer’s inevitable response in his head.

“Come here, Gingerbread” Marsh beckoned.  Enforcer, no small man himself, looked tiny compared to Marsh, who had been often described as ‘a Viking in a suit’.

“Warren thanks for inviting…”

“How stupid are you and how stupid do you think I am?” Marsh pulled out a cigar.

Enforcer blinked. The wind was the only sound for a moment along with the birds.  Even Carlos shut up. Tornado opened a beer.

Marsh shook his head. “That crew you hang out with, at the Bar Sinister, you guys always in the private room right? How often you there and how often you see us there? Simple question so I expect you can answer “

“We …they are there every night. I don’t see you all that often but I don’t…”

“You don’t see us often because we do jobs. You guys are there every night because despite your claims to being the contrary, no one wants to hire your phoney asses to sweep the floors let alone to do mercenary work.” Match struck, cigar lit.

Enforcer opened his mouth as if to speak but Carlos’ tongue moved faster “How much you make last year man? Make it to six figures? “ Enforcer’s face turned as red as his hair. Carlos chuckled “Thought so man. Sonny and me did that without any super powers, man.”

“And I heard, now just a rumour, that Warren here considers you a friend.” Sasquatch’s gentle tones barely heard above the birds. “And Tornado here can vouch that is a hell of a thing to achieve. And that isn’t a rumour.”

Tornado nodded, his shaky past with Warren well known even to the dregs of the Bar Sinister. “Warren’s support is more financially rewarding than false promises of pussy. With him you could pay for the real thing.” drawled the western Canadian.  “And no offence, but it looks like you would need to pay a lot more than me” Wide grin.

Marsh stroked his beard. “So I guess the answer is, you are so fucking stupid that you thought that you could talk shit about me in a room that Sonny bugged himself”  Enforcer met Marsh’s eyes,  then frantically glanced over at quiet Sonny.  Marsh blew cigar smoke. “Chuckles and I go back before he even tried to learn how to play pool. And you just tossed away my kindness, it is like you guys are trying to see who can get away with being my enemy. Is it some kind of game or sport to you?” The voice rougher, meaner now.

Enforcer’s mind raced. Seeing where everyone was, Sonny, Carlos in front of him, Sasquatch, Tornado beside him now  and Mind Flayer…looking him straight in the eyes…..fuck forgetting someone   and those damn birds, is that wood swinging in the air?

”If it is a game, Gingerbread”…… A pause to draw on the cigar…“You lost, just like you lost track of someone didn’t you? “ A savage gleam filled Marsh’s eyes as Enforcer slammed face first to the ground, Slayer’s foot on his back. He barely got a chance to yell for help before the Aussie slammed a pike into the prone man’s lower back and heaved, lifting him up like a flag, arms and legs fluttering and not because of the wind.

 Mind Flayer’s lips barely moved. “Turned off the centers of the brain that will make him pass out from pain, but he will still feel it quite satisfactory.”

“Good. Because flag boy here has a few things he needs done to him. And I would like him to recall it for the rest of his life, as short as it may be” Marsh produced his cell phone. “Do gather around boys. This does deserve a photo.”

Outside the diner the screaming sounded like birds. 

Another fight with K

A more even fight than my last posting taking place at a comic con, mainly because the person I was supposed to fight in conference had to leave so it was a fill-in.

Meg: I enter the ring...in my red hoodie...paid to fight at the con I think George Perez is paying for it....barefoot wrists and ankles taped up...I bend over to stretch letting you see my Spiderman thong..... I strip off the hoodie slowly revealing my topless 5'6" 125 lbs frame... stretching out as I toss it to the loud crowd of fanboys...

K: *Takes a deep breath as I settle into the corner, dressed in my jean shorts and green t-shirt.  I smile over at Meg as I crouch down, then rise up, stretching my long legs up to my body, bending over and making sure my legs are stretched, then arching my arms behind my back, jutting my chest forward, stretching my arms behind my back.. I then reach up and criss cross my arms in front of me, pulling my shirt up and off of my body, revealing my sexy breasts, free and open, nipples stiff from the cool air, then slipping down to begin to slide out of my shorts, revealing my sexy teal thong... bouncing lightly on my feet as I kick them outside of the ring... blowing you a kiss... standing taller, 5'7" 135lbs, barefoot... "That's not the only thing going to the crowd honey!"  I wink at you and blow you a kiss... smiling as I begin to circle the ring...

Meg: I roll my eyes but a little worried at your size....Take a deep breath as I circle you as well, looking perky and goosepimpled from the air...fingers wiggling as I lunge into you for a lockup

K: I feel your arms move into me, our bodies collding as our skin smacks together... hissing as we feel the skin to skin touch... my arms moving up, trying to get behind your head and jerk your body down, my knee rising into your lower tummy...

Meg: Struggling with you, fairly even in strength but that could change quick.....your hand goes to my head... I feel you tug on me I resist as you knee rises up I swing mine as well , trying to tangle with yours or maybe connect knee on knee...

K: Nngghg... I hiss as our knees connect... biting my lip at the dull thud as they connect, eyes growing wilder... "you little cunt!"  I then pull my hands into your hair, trying to jerk your head up so we're face to face, only to spit into your eyes at close range, trying to blind you! 

Meg: GRRR as you pull hair....I pull back just thinking you are catfighting and then GOD U SLUT    !!! blinded and shocked I let you of you trying to clear my eyes a little panicked..

K: I suddenly drop down as I let go of your hair! You're blind and I know it!  I take advantage and shoot in on your right leg, wrapping both hands low around your ankle, trying to jerk it out from underneath you and put you on the mat! 

Meg: Blinded and helpless I try to escape but my leg shoots out from me ...THUD!!!! my back and head crashes into the mat  and I feel the air shoot out of my lungs and my vision blur...I try to squirm my ankle free kicking my legs wild...

K: I have your leg in my hand, your legs flailing as they kick, twisting my hips and sending a hard shot to your right leg, right at the knee, but as I do, catching your left leg kicking out towards my hips, knocking me back and off balance, angry at not getting you more secure...

Meg: AHHH I groan as your kick lands...making my knee ache....but then they fall free and I scramble getting to one knee, hand sup and ready  trying to get to my feet...

K: I see you on one knee and hiss out... your hands up... not liking you there one little bit... moving my hands in, reaching for your wrists as you remain on the mat, trying to get a hold of either of them to jerk you forward and keep you off balance...

Meg: Seeing you reach for my wrists I grab for yours! I put my weight on my leg that is rising and using it like a spring PUSH towards you, my shoulder aimed at your chest or chin trying to knock you down...

K: Our hands tangle with one another, each of us gripping one as you shoot out towards me, springing into my chest, head first and catching me hard... knocking me back as my legs backpedal, off balance, trying to keep from falling down...

Meg: I stagger forward also trying to keep standing as awkwardly as you...I fall diving at your legs to get you down and stop us.

K: I feel your hands wrap around my legs... damn it, I can't get them back... and I fall backwards... my hand reaching for your hair, as I fall onto my butt... your arms around my legs as I try to jerk your head down and hopefully between my thighs...

Meg: You pull on my head...trying to press me into your thighs as I try to keep your legs together. we land... and I push my hands into your belly. trying to push off you and roll away, willing to lose some strands of hair along the way...

K: I feel your hair rip loose as I scramble away as well...eyes on fire, my skin glistening under the lights with sweat... purring as I toss it over and out of the ring... "eh, not a bad start... you're gonna be bald by the time I'm done with you bitch!"  I hiss out, hands out, ready to rip into your hair again, crouched...

Meg: I roll to my feet. adjusting Spidey....sweat glistening on me..."Enjoy the hair, I'll pull your pussy hair out next, slut. But I bet it won't match your head..." I advance on you.....crouched hand sup like I'm ready to claw..then I drop to my knee and spin into  and past your right aide, grabbing at your ankle to lift it off the mat and send you down...

K: I'm ready to reach out and lock up with you again as your body swings and twists around, my body instinctively trying to turn, feeling you pulling my leg up off the mat, eyes flaring wide as I come up on my feet, balancing on one leg as you rise the ankle up... my hands reaching for your hair, trying to pull your head down and put my weight on you, to keep you from rising all the way to your feet!

Meg: WHOA....You press into me keeping from going to the mat.....I hiss. using your leg to keep my head up  long enough..I ball up my right fist and send shots hard into you ribs...looking for your kidneys if I can...

K: My head SNAPS back as you connect with my kidney... wincing as I lose balance and start to drop down, trying to keep your hair as I fall forward and to your side! 

Meg: smiling as you fold up..annoyed by your hands in my hair but that I can handle...I swing into you one hand prying your hands out my hair the other buries deep into your tummy with a belly claw working your muscles "Time to scream you cunt..."

K: Nngggh!!!!!!Feeling that belly claw attacking my stomach as I land... my body ARCHING out as you lock it on... trying to get me to fold, your hand reaching for my hand in your hair.... knowing I've got to do something... swinging my free hand, palm cupped towards your jaw... trying to get you to let go before you can do too much damage! 

Meg: working you, feeling you arch in pain and knowing how many times you've been made my bitch by this....so it is not a shock you lash out...UNHHH  My jaw clicks as your hand lands on it  I reel back slamming my fist into your belly as I use both hands to free myself and slide back from you, jutting my hot little ass out...

K: NNOOOFFFF... I wince hard, curling around my tummy as I roll away... both hands clutching my stomach as I see your ass wiggling away, soo wanting to make it bleed... hissing as I roll to my knees, trying to get my feet under me, one hand still holding my stomach! 

Meg: I get to my feet..."Had enough you subby slut? " snapping my thong in place with a smack....then charge you kicking at your head with a roundhouse as you try to get off your knees!

K: I'm almost up as you come charging at me, pulling both arms in across my face to block the kick, forearms out and hoping to block the kick at your shin... knowing how much that smarts... then trying to capture your ankle before you can pull it away...

Meg: OHH GODD!!! My shin explodes with pain as it contacts your forearms pushing them into your nose and face and bit but not nearly the kick I wanted....I wince and then gasp as you reach for my ankle...I hop at you grabbing at your hair trying to pull into you and slide my forearm under your chin for a choke..

K: I feel the kick land hard against my arms, shoving them into my face and knocking my head back... my hands reaching for your ankle as you pull back, missing it from the smack to my face, then feeling you drop down on top of me, wrapping your arm around my throat, feeling it lock in before I can get my chin tucked... my hands reaching up into your breasts and trying to rake over them, to shock you into letting me go! 

Meg: Thank god   my ankle free....and on you...panting as your rake my breasts....I wince a tear drop from the pain shaking but still holding on...trying to get the choke tight and hoping I can hold on.....

K: I feel your arm snake in tighter like a python around my neck, clinging in tight to it... hissing out as I feel the grip tighten... dropping onto my side and trying to pull you with me... so we're laying on our sides, my neck crunching as you choke me... seeing black spots in my vision... hands reaching for your wrist to pry it off...

Meg: sweat coating us slick now......your hands working my wrist  god can't hold it I jab my thumb into your throat to make you gag and I roll away to reset...hair soaked with sweat...

K: GGGCCK!!! I feel your arm let go and I'm just about to breath deep as you JAB your thumb into my throat, causing me to roll away on my side, hands holding my throat as my feet stomp, coughing and gagging in pain! 

Meg: I pant feeling you are in real trouble...I reach and YANK you up by the hair reaching in between your legs to hoist you into a slam position before you recover..

K: I feel you hooking me up, pulling me up to my feet as you try to hoist me up into the air, feeling my feet leaving the ground, arms and legs dangling...

Meg: my arms shake from the effort turning you in the air and SLAMMING you down across my knee belly first wanting to work over your injured stomach…

K: NOOOFFFFFFF!!!! My body twists in the air and comes down HARD over your outstretched knee... my body folding over it hard... my weight collapsing over it as I bounce up, wincing hard and then falling off your knee, curling up tight around my stomach, laying on my side... nnnngggghhhhh clutching my tummy tightly...

Meg: I think your girl's done guys" I mockingly taunt watching you shake and quiver...I grab at your hands trying to pull them away as I raise you slightly off the mat and slide my toned legs around your belly and try to cross my ankles behind you...

K: I feel you pull me up, gasping for air as you manage to pull my hands away, your legs wrapping around my waist as I'm in a sitting position, belly to belly... eyes still in a tight wince... my hands trying to twist away from yours... my chin tucking down...

Meg: I lock on the scissors as damn it...one hand of yours pulls free the sweat making a grip tough I twist trying to force you down as I pump my legs working on your stomach and ribs.....

K: I hiss as you shove me down... your body pressing down onto me, our breasts pressing into each other, nipples rubbing... my one hand free, our bodies locked up with your legs... trying to arch my body up into the air on my legs and twist you off of me... my legs trembling with the effort as I my one free hand tries to wrap around your knee so that if we do turn, you fall onto your back...

Meg: Impressed by you still fighting on....You arch trying to make me fall off....I use my free hand to smash into your nearest knee but I feel myself sliding off you...god we are so slick now....I can't hold on and tumble on to my ass bouncing off the mat and spinning my legs away from you...

K: I'm gasping for air as I ease back... seeing you roll away, moving slowly to my hands and knees, eyes dark as I watch you... crawling backwards, moving up to my feet... moving much slower than I did when we started, the effort of the fight showing...

Meg: I rest a bit letting you get up...seeing how hurt you are...knowing you are fighting hard for your pride..I advance on you hands up...I fake a high left punch to make you block.....then bring my knee up hard into your sore stomach...

K: I'm half way up as you come in again... eyes watching, hoping to time it just right as I dive down off the punch, my shoulder aiming for just under your right knee cap, my hands trying to wrap around the back of your ankle... but instead I meet your knee as it rises up to my face, catching me flush against my chin, dropping me flat onto my back... half knocked out... the room spinning as I land on my back...

Meg: I smile looking at you nearly out......as I pass you I spit on you  "now we are truly even..." ....I kick you on  to your stomach straddling you...hooking your chin as I pull up sliding your arms over my thighs pulling you back into a camel clutch!

K: I don't even notice the spit.. my world spinning... one hand gingerly moving to my head slowly then feeling you kick me on to my stomach, your FAT ass landing on my lower back as you set me up, hands sliding my arms up, then jerking my head back as I GROAN out, biting my teeth, eyes closed tight as my breasts hang free, sweat dripping from them as you arch back... hands growing into claws to show my pain and agony!  nnnnnnnnngggggghhhhhhh unable to scream cause of how you have my jaw! 

Meg: I grin knowing you are trapped...licking my lips  "Come on Karyn got anything left? I beat you AGAIN!" I pull back hard on you...."I'll hurt you bad bitch...say it you little slut"

K: NNGGGHH!!! My head JERKING back as you ARCH my body, making it curve up... toes pointed backwards, skin glistening with sweat as I sooo want to scream but can't.... my hands clutching at the air... not wanting to give in... but can't fight out of this... just trying to hang on! 

Meg: "you want me to break her back guys?" I pull on your chin making your neck compact and strain and SLAM my ass down on your back trying to make you bend more...feeling your body shake...

K: my head is pulled soo hard back... staring at the ceiling...my body bent hard.. starting to make a U... then your ass lands on my back.. my SCREAM deafening as it races through clenched teeth... wincing hard...a soft tear coming to my eye as my hands start to go limp...falling to my sides...trying to tap your thigh...signaling my surrender...

Jessi and I in our first fight on the farm...

The first fight Jessi and I did. Not sure where I'm living after Sept so still no idea what I'm doing with this blog. But enjoy it while I'm here :) Two tussling hillbilly cousins as I mangle another dialect online..



 Meg: "I arrive at your farm, ears red with rage. "Jessica you little skank I told you to stay away from our cousin!" 

Jessi: Stepping out of the house, hands on my hips as I look at you with contempt* "Not my fault your cousin finally find himself a real woman, you bitch.  And there's nothing you can do about us being together either!"

Meg: I smile..."Oh yes I can" I spit in my hand then slap you the traditional challenge for....."Farm rules fight..till one of us is done!" I unbutton my flannel shirt revealing my bikini top. "unless you wanna back off you got ten minutes to get out to the barn!" 

Jessi: My hair whips around as my head is snapped to the side from the slap.  Feeling the heat on my skin, and knowing it's already red.  Eyes flashing in rage as I return the favor of a slap as well.  "I've been waiting for this Meg.  I'm going to bust you wide open and throw you out with the rest of the pigs when I'm done with you!" 

Meg: My eyes flare back "I'm going to leave you hog tied up front when I'm done making you squeal like the little sow you are Jessica" I walk towards the barn "Time's a wasting ...bitch!"

Jessi: Heading back into the house, ripping off my shirt and jean shorts before sliding on my tiny red bikini.  Tying the top behind my neck before pulling my shorts back on over my thong bottoms, and then walking out the back door towards the barn.  The grass cool under my bare feet, a soft spring breeze blowing and providing a refreshing feeling that will be unnoticeable once we come to grips.   Pushing the gate in the fence open harshly, practically stomping my way to the old barn that used to hold hay but has been empty for a year of anything except old hair, broken tools and wood, and soon to be two wildcats

Meg: I strip off my shirt to reveal my Confederate flag bikini.  Like you I leave my cut offs on ...for now....I kick off my shoes and socks and restlessly await your arrival in the barn.  Seeing you stomp in I snarl "Till one of us gives. No rules, no quarter" My body tingles as we are tussled in fun as girls but this is the first real fight we had...

Jessi: Remember that we used to have some fun play fights in this place, up in the hayloft, when we were younger, but those times seem like distant memories.   My lips curl back in a snarl to match yours as my farm-toned body tingles in anticipation, as well as some nervousness over just how far this fight likely will go.  "Hope you don't give too quick skank, cause I'm going to enjoy hearing you scream in pain"  Feeling the old hay under my feet, toes flexing and relaxing as I step closer to  you and bring my arms up defensively in front of me, fingers curled in slightly like claws as I wait for an opening....

Meg: I circle with you, eyes locked with yours.  I feel the hay under foot, relaxing me oddly. I bring my arms up, watching you, then take a quick jab at your nose to see how fast you really are...

Jessi: Fingers remain curled in as my arms are out in front, the crackle of the hay the only sound now that talking has subsided and we get ready to come to blows.  My long dirty-blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail to be out of the way, and bobs with each step as I keep a cautious gaze directed at you.   Seeing the jab coming, I turn my head and lean back, enough to avoid taking the full brunt of the impact, but still feeling your knuckles brush against my still red cheek.  Shifting my weight onto my left foot, I bring my right leg forward, a kick aimed at your side, so the toes hit under your ribs if it's successful...

Meg: "hah got ya’ I think as my knuckles make contact. Then I see your leg come up fast and hard towards me. I bring my left elbow down towards your shin to try to make it hurt as much for you as me. Your toes impact ...OMPH! My side aches and I gasp for air...backing off trying not to tear up...

Jessi: Feeling my toes digging into your skin sends some shivers up my body as I know the fight has truly begun.   Bringing my foot back down, legs spread a little wider than shoulder length to keep my balance, since it was so displaced from the kick, as you back away.   Not wanting to let up and give you a chance to recover, I rush forward to take a handful of your dark mane in each hand before giving your hair hard jerks left and right.  "Come on bitch, where's all your talk now!" 

Meg: I catch my breath for a second before you rush in. AIEEE My scalp burns as you YANK on my hair, jerking me side to side. My hands slide down to the loops on your jean shorts, taking a good grip before bring you forward as I slam my knee up into your stomach. "I don't need to talk, just to kick your ass you low down bitch!" I hiss as you (hopefully) double over  

Jessi: Enjoying the feeling of your dark hair in my hands, tugging and pulling hard to gain an advantage.   Then....UGGHHH!!  Your knee buries itself into my unprepared gut, sinking deep into my muscles and knocking the air out of me, as well as some spittle leaving my lips as well.  Eyes crossing for a second or two from the pain of impact, as my hands first squeeze tight for a second and then relax and go limp in your hair.  My arms moving down, wrapping around my belly as I'm bent over and cough between each gasping breath as my red thong sticks out of the cut-offs a little and my hair dangles towards the floor....

Meg: I watch you slump down in a heap and grin. I look around the barn and find an old handle. Grabbing the solid piece of wood in both hands I slide it under your chin and pull back in a nasty choke, straddling over your back. Sweat dampens my brow and my breathing is becoming a nasty hiss from the rage I feel towards you.  Pulling back enough to make you gag and gurgle "Jessi...dear sweet Jessi....had enough you dirty skank?"...

Jessi: Still coughing from the knee shot, I don't notice you moving over to get the handle.  At least, not until I feel it against my throat and cutting off the airway.   Panic covers my face, taking in raspy breaths that turn into gasps quickly as my hands reach up beside of yours and struggling to pull the wood away so I can breathe.  I can't completely pull it away, but I do manage to prevent my air supply from being completely cut off by your vicious attack.  So out of desperation, I thrust my head backwards, hoping the back of my skull will find a soft spot against your belly, or possibly lower into your cut-offs, and headbutt my way to freedom....

Meg: Struggling with you, feeling you push the wood away "well I'll change that..." I think as your head jerks back and rams HARD into my belly. A spasm runs up where you kicke dme before and I fall back..coughing and clutching my stomach, not sure how bad I really am hurt.  The wood falls from my hand...

Jessi: Taking in deep breaths, filling my lungs with precious air and remaining on my knees for a few more seconds, as my slightly redden face begins to return to normal.   Gulping down another lungful as I reach over and take the handle in my hands, and use it to push myself back up to my feet.   Sweat coating my body already around my top and face, as bits of hay and my hair stick to my tanned skin.   Seeing you holding your tummy, I tighten my grip on the handle as I take it in both hands, raise it over my head and swing down, in an attempt to introduce your chest to the unyielding wood....

Meg: Lying in pain....legs kicking a bit then I see you loom over me. WHAM!!! the wood smacks into my chest, breasts screaming in agony as the cruel wood smashes into them, barely protected by my top. "OOOOWWWWW GAWD!!!!!" I howl. 'oh lord I think...I don't wanna give in.......my hand scraps the barn floor, bringing up some dirt under the hay.  Cupping it I wait for you to come close then hurl it at your eyes, sobbing slightly now...

Jessi: Snarling viciously at the sound of the handle connecting with your breasts echoes in the empty barn.   "Guess that'll make those little things big enough for guys to notice now, dirty skank!" Screaming at you as I reach down to grab you by the hair, only to get a handful of dirt and hay in the face and eyes.  "Gawwd....dammit!" screaming in frustration as I'm blinded by your dirty trick.   Stumbling back, feeling my spine hit one of the thick support beams that used to make up part of the stalls and hold the weight of the loft, and dropping the handle as both hands work feverishly to clear my eyes so I'm not completely vulnerable....

Meg: I roll up to my feet  oh it hurts so bad.....close my eyes to focus...through the sweat and pain I see you against a beam....I get up, as fast as I can, and with all the force I can muster drive myself into you trying to crush your back into the support beam, praying to hurt you just as bad as you got me ...

Jessi: Finally getting my eyes cleared out enough that I can see, only to have them widen as you spear me against the beam.  Putting my arms out, hands aimed for your shoulders but missing in my attempt to slow you down.   UMMMPHHH!!!   Spit and sweat fly off my body as the breath, and not a little consciousness is knocked out of me as the immobile piece of wood makes my body take the full impact.  My body aching at where yours impacted it, knowing the bruise there will be deep as I slump against you and the beam, the sandwiching the only thing keeping me on my feet now....

Meg: I stagger to stand holding you up, drenched in my sweat and yours.  I get us both upright, moaning and panting. "God you are tough, but I'm gonna beat you...slut...bitch...whore..."  I brace my knee under your butt to hold you up and grab your head by the hair, then drive my fist hard into your torso, definitely aiming low and mean "Hope you had fun with that part while you could..." I spit...

Jessi: Whimpering slightly at the movement, my back so sore from the impact right now that any sort of movement makes it feel like sandpaper.  My top not doing as well now as at the beginning of holding everything in, though nothing has popped out yet.  My scalp feels like it's on fire as you take a handful, and my teeth grit as I bring my hands up to your wrist and sink my nails into your skin.  "Fuck you, bitch..." wanting to get out more, but your fist cuts me short.  Feeling your knuckles push through the minimual defence the denim and my bottom provides and crushing into my pubic mound.    The fact of your knee on my ass and if you are still holding my hair, is the only things holding my upright as my hands slide down between my thighs and all I can do is close my eyes in silent agony....

Meg: AHHHh you nails dig into my skin but I change that in a hurry. Seeing you sink down I feel the fight turning my way. I reach out and tear your top off, as your oversized fat tits flop loose. I wrap my arm around your neck and whisper to you "Time to meet the floor skank" as I move my knee and drop backwards in a possible DDT...

Jessi: Feeling the cool air on my now exposed 36Ds revives me a little, causing a shiver down my body as I feel your arm around my neck,  holding it close against your side.  Your words whisper in my ear, but even as they register, we're already falling backwards.  All I can do is get out a soft "nnnoo" before my forehead crashes into the hard, dirty floor and my body goes limp in your grasp even as my tits compress and swell out to my sides.....

Meg: I reach down and undo your shorts ripping them off you. With a little jump I land knees first on your kidneys, loving you at my mercy. I try to stuff the shorts into your mouth. "Eat it you two dollar whore. They always wondered who was tougher..you or me..guess we are finding out. huh? " I bounce on your back cruelly even giggling a little...

Jessi: Offering no resistance to you ripping away my shorts, leaving me in nothing but my red thong, and then grunting in pain as I try to roll over at the knees to the kidney, but unable to as you bounce up and down on my aching back.  A cut has opened on my forehead, letting a small trickle of blood flow down, but away from my eyes at the moment thankfully.  Gagging as you push the shorts into my mouth, catching my breath until I overcome the instinctual reaction and remember to breathe through my nose.  Unable to offer a resistance at the moment, forced to take your taunting and humiliation and hope to catch a break soon before I have to say two words I will forever hate to speak to you....

Meg: Sensing the end might be near I move my feet so they are on your tits.  I drop the shorts and cup your chin.  'Member how I beat Katie-Sue when we were 16?" I chuckle as i pull your chin back in a camel clutch while moving my feet forward, stretching your nipples as your chest also moves back from the clutch, as I fight to arch you fully...

Jessi: Taking a deep breath as you throw the shorts away and I can breath fully.  Feeling your fingers under my chin, and squirming in pain as your feet presses down on my tits, and my nipples are stretched and gritting my teeth as my back arches.   Looking up, seeing your grinning face, and that arrogence makes me rage and my hands clench....which is when I realize an opening may have presented itself.  You left my arms free, and that means I have a chance to escape.  "Katie-sue was a pussy, and you fucking talk too much, bitch!"  Hissing at you through my pain as my hands reach back to find your face and with luck rake your eyes and face with my sharp nails...

Meg: I feel your body stretch as i move you.."yes say Uncle Jessi..." AWW GAWD....MY EYES!!!!!!   blinded I fall off you trying to clear my eyes, flopping around like a fish...

Jessi: Sighing in relief, and rolling away from you until I get to something sturdy.  Hay and dirt sticking to my almost nude body as my tits rise and fall in quick, painful gasps of air as your feet put an aching to them.  Reaching up to grab onto something and get to my feet, not wanting to be seated when you get your vision back, and feeling my hand on something.  Slowly I pull myself up to my feet, leaning against a portion of an old wooden fence and looking to see what my hand is wrapped around...which turns out to be a bullwhip.  Tightening my hand around the handle as I pull it from the fence and let it fall and coil at my feet as I hold it and just watch you while catching my breath with deep, steading breathes....

Meg: my vision clears a bit...enough to see you..kind of....I pull myself up the on the stairs to the loft. I blink and see what's in your hand. "Now hold on Jessi" I stammer. This ain't no Indiana Jones movie" I start to move up the stairs...

Jessi: Pushing myself off the railing, swinging my right arm back so that the long whip is behind me "Harrison Ford never had tits either, Meg" hissing as I snap my arm forward, the 8ft length of leather moving through the air, and if the distance between us isn't too much, the much thinner tip cracks into your backside, since I wasn't particularly aiming for any one spot.   The sudden jolt of my arm makes me stumble a little to the right, my body still unable to shake off your cruel efforts to break me enough to let me even walk without stumbling yet...

Meg: I gulp and turn  OWWW my ass!!!   the whip hits my butt dead on.  ripping my shorts enough that they fall off leaving me in my bikini.  Rubbing my butt I run up the stairs to the loft, scared to death. I trip over something in my haste...what the hell could this be?   OH MY....... "OK bitch" I pull the cord.....'Ugh...you gonna pay now..." pull the cord again then...it finally catches.......RRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM as I raise the chainsaw up...."Come and get it now!!!!!!!!"  

Jessi: Hearing the roaring of an engine as I get to the bottom of the steps, kicking your now ruined shorts off so they flutter down to the floor.  Able to recover enough that I at least walk without needing something to lean against to keep my balance and then my eyes widen in surprise at what you have in your hands.   "Fucking bitch, I'll use that to cut you into pieces after breaking you!" Screaming at you as I raise the whip again, this time aiming a strike towards your inner thigh, just below the edge of your bikini bottoms.....

Meg: Seeing you come up the stairs I grin 'Come on bitch...OWWW! " I swipe at the bullwhip as it connects with my thigh, chopping off a piece of it "Damn slut I'll cut you down to size beginning with those cow tits!" I rush at you, slashing the saw at the bullwhip trying to remove that as a weapon for you...

Jessi: When the blade of the saw connects with the leather of the whip, it makes the engine bog down and then die completely.  So we're both left without anything but our hands now as I toss the ruined whip to the side.  "no more running bitch, and no more tools,  Just our own bodies to finish this once and for all"  

Meg: seeing you toss the whip aside I hurl the saw aside with a clunk. I beckon you up to the loft adjusting my bikini nervously as I sense we are at the climax of our fight to the finish "Let's go then you slut.  Let's rassle" 

Jessi: Moving closer to you, careful not to get to close just yet as I begin to circle you in the hayloft.  One side of the doors to the loft hangs open, giving a clear view to the muddy field 10 feet below. Wiggling my fingers slightly as I tighten my abs against any cheap shots again as I move in closer.  Swinging my left arm forward, faking punch that I hope will keep your attention as I bring my knee up and aimed towards your belly just above your thong.....

Meg: Keeping a close eye on you we circle. I move to block your punch when your knee crashes into my hurt belly. I quiver from the impact barely able to tighten my stomach in time to not have my belly completely destroyed... I sink to my knees. coughing...Seeing your foot close I raise my fist and bring my fist down hard on your bare toes trying to crush or break them and get you to back off as I catch my wind...

Jessi: OOWWW Fuck!!!   Hopping back as I hold my sore foot, unsure if the toes are broken or not, but knowing they hurt like hell right now.   Leaning against a bale of hay as I massage my foot for a moment and wait until the throbbing subsides enough for me to put it back down on the floor.   Limping towards you, and using my right leg this time as I shift my weight again and aim a kick towards your chest before you can get up from your knees, the kick aimed between your tits to repay the favor earlier and remembering the handle blow.   "Scream bitch, scream!"  

Meg: Drenched with sweat covered in dirt and hay ..even in my hair....I try to get up and wham..my chest burns again with pain as your foot hits me hard. I flop to my back working off my top to massage my poor tits. God is this worth it? I think as I feel my body scream at me to stop this "OWWW OH GOD ....DAMN IT....." I moan my legs kicking and flopping from the pain. I cough..blood..my stomach heaving trying to get air back.... I roll...oh SHIT!!!!  out of the loft and landing SPLAT!!!!! into the muck below  my lungs burning....

Jessi: Grimacing as I have to put all my weight on my sore toes for a moment as the kick comes forward, and I stumble back a step or two after the impact before I regain my balance.  Leaning against the bale of hay, sweat dripping from my body and soaking through my thong so that it's nearly transparent now as I watch you flop around and then fall out of the loft.  The landing in the thick muck is music to my ears, though I begin to have doubts about if it's worth doing this to a girl I used to consider a friend.   Moving over to the loft, looking out the doors and down to the field to have a bird's eye view of my rival before making my decision on that question....

Meg: my chest heaves..head spinning..where am I?   in the muck  in pain....   I start to cry from all my pain I'm in but I don't wanna give in...not to you....my legs move a bit as i try to get some motion going...scared of what might be coming..come on Meg...defend yourself....

Jessi: Seeing tears streak your muddy face, but still not hearing the magic words, or seeing you just laying there.   Shaking my head slightly before moving to the edge of the doors.  Then taking a deep breath, before leaning foward so that I dive from the loft.   Aiming my body so that it will come down against yours in near perfect alignment...tits to tits, belly to belly and crotch to crotch as I take a big risk to end this fight finally....

Meg: I can see a shape moving to me..I raise my knees as much as I can....and my arms..IMPACT!!!!!!  

Jessi: Not seeing your knees come up, but feeling them as gravity pushes my gut deep onto them.  Bouncing off your legs, and crashing to the mud and much beside you and likely spraying more of the yuck onto your body as well as the breath is knocked out of me again, and this cough brings up some blood as well, and probably a broken rib as I do nothing but moan beside of you...two topless and dirty hellcats that have nearly destroyed each other without a clear victor......

jessiwrestles: And I think it's safe to call it a draw with that idea of yours.  Have folks come out and find us both in the mud :)

megthenut: whew

A bearhug only match (well mostly)

megthenut: maybe we could see who has more pain threshold   barbed wire between us  and bearhug vs. bearhug

jessiwrestles: Mm, you're on for that.  Course, I'll try and tune out your screaming and whimpering after the first 5 seconds and keep squeezing you

megthenut: :)

megthenut: well we have no barbed wire but....slides off her robe...I'm willing to see if you can make me whimper in a bearhug :)

jessiwrestles: :)  Oh, now that's a challenge I don't think anyone could resist, and one I definitely can't.    sliding my robe off and letting it pool at my feet... topless battle, as normal, or want to indulge your inner modesty for a change?

megthenut: topless  if we are to match bearhugs we best be skin on skin

jessiwrestles: My thoughts as well.  Plus I know you enjoy looking at my tits and seeing what a real pair is like :-p

megthenut: walks up to you..chest to chest...in my purple thong.... hands on your hips sizing up where to wrap my arms...."darling I'll squeeze the silicone out of you like toothpaste"

jessiwrestles: Closing the distance with you, wearing my red thong until we're chest to chest.  Hands go to your hips, just above the waistband of your thong as I debate going high or low for the hug.  "I'm going to squeeze those tiny bumps of yours back into your chest until there's nothing left"

megthenut: knowing we match up very close size wise this will be a true battle of wills and strategy..sliding my arms around your lower back and clasping them  no pressure yet...."whenever you want to start"

jessiwrestles: Deciding to go high, so I reach around and clasp my hands together about a hand's width from your shoulders.  Hands turned in so that the side of my hand is against your back but there's no pressure to it yet.    Taking a deep breath to prepare for a tough contest.   "Ready on 3.    1......2......3"  And with that, I begin to flex my arms, pulling my fist against your back to squeeze ... yt

megthenut: On 3 I take a deep breath and start to squeeze, pushing upwards on you ... I feel myself pressed against you high while I press your belly into mine low....face to face we lock eyes...yt

jessiwrestles: Grunting a little as I feel the pressure begin from the squeeze as our eyes stare into each other's.  Both wanting to win this contest.  Turning my hands so that my knuckles are pressed against your back and digging into your skin as I feel my tummy press against yours as my eyes glare challengingly back at you.  "how's that feel so far Meg?"

megthenut: I grunt as we start our squeeze..hot skin vs. skin,,, I snake my fingers down briefly to see if I can hook your thong and add that discomfort but then grind the side of my hands into you.."feels just fine darling" as I start o plan my attack in this little war...yt

jessiwrestles: Feeling your fingers tug on my thong, hissing slightly at the idea of you playing dirty.  "Can't fight fair, can you bitch?"   Feeling your skin against mine, body heat making us warm and sweat starting to form over my skin.  Timing my arm flexes to try and match the rhythm of your breathing, like a constrictor snake, so that if it works I can get the same result without the extra effort of keeping you from being able to take deep breaths...yt

megthenut: "All's fair hon..unless you want to give? "   Feeling your efforts to squeeze me out I take a different tact, leaning into you on top pressing breasts to breasts while pressing the lower back. Trying to use your top heavy nature to push you top half back and pull your lower half into me, hoping the strain on your back hurts you enough.....

megthenut: yt

jessiwrestles: "Give, to you?  Never" Speaking through gritted teeth, though hard to say if it's because of the effort put forth or the result of your tactics.  My back bent as our breasts press tightly together sends jolts of pain through my body.  Pushing forward with my chest, trying to straighten up again and counter you while my knuckles deep hard against your spine and begins to move in small circles to try and work over as many points as possible...yt

megthenut: feeling you push back..grinding my back more but it stopped your "anaconda" strategy..I grit my teeth vs the pain and shift again..pressing upwards trying to press your breasts up towards your neck to see if I can force them into you. As well I start to give sharp squeezes pressing my belly into your diaphragm to force you to labor your breathing...yt

jessiwrestles: Sweat covers our bodies, making our skin shine as we struggle for control.  Breathing heavy from all the effort, I spread my feet a little more for better stance to resist your pressings.  I feel my tits being lifted upwards by your smaller set, so I twist my shoulders side to side slightly to try and counter that as best I can.  Bellies growing slick with sweat as we grind together as you press against my diaphragm to add extra pressure.  Trying to lift you off the floor, or at least to your tip-toes, tugging upward under your arms to try and add the pull of gravity downward as I am squeezing.   yt

megthenut: faces red, we stick to each other close from the sweat....I feel you try to tug me up  being a bit taller you get me up a bit on my toes....gasping a bit from your strength and the pressure..we breath in unison now it seems...I wrench on you..hard pulling with the thong to try to throw you off balance and make you shift your grasp or at least hurt....yt

jessiwrestles: Giving a grin of satisfaction as you gasp, but the efforts of your prolonged hug means my arms start shaking as soon as I pick you up, so I can't keep your feet off the floor for very long before I have to let you down to try and recover somewhat.  And then your tug on my thong, pulling the red material into places it should be introduced too.  So it's my turn to gasp, and my eyes close as I bite my bottom lip to prevent moaning from the abuse we're piling on each other.  If not for the wider stance I took earlier I would likely fall over from the wedgie as our bellies and tits press together as if we're conjoined.  "Ready to give?"  yt

megthenut: "No"  I grunt out..straining to keep from being lifted off my feet and put in a nasty spot. My arms are feeling the strain of the pressure we have been pouring on each other but not wanting to let up too much...I notice your wider stance and dirty thoughts flow...taking a chance I lift one leg and send a kick towards your knee to take it out from under you....yt

jessiwrestles: Not really expecting you to accept the offer to surrender, so I begin to slide my arms down your body, using the sweat to make it easier to slide down your sides so I can grab the waistband of your purple thong with the intent of jerking up hard.  Then...."Oooww....fuuuuck!"  You foot connects with my knee, and a jab of pain shoots through my entire leg.  The impact weakens my leg so much that I loose my balance and fall to the side.  My hands jerk your thong into you, but unless your arms can keep me upright, gravity will take me to the floor...yt

megthenut: Yes...as you start to fall  but then AHHH DAMN you jerk on my thong and as you tumble to the floor I release and try to clasp you as I got to my knees going for a hold around your belly and leaning on top of you...yt

megthenut: (hopefully that wasn't too much)

jessiwrestles: "Dirty bitch!" hissing at you as I land on the floor.  Trying to bring my knees up to my chest to prevent you from being able to wrap your arms around my tummy while I'm still on my back.  Using my hands to try and push myself up to a sitting position so I can get back into the battle...yt

jessiwrestles: (not at all :) )

megthenut: "its only dirty to the loser" I smirk as your knees prevent my getting a hold on you while you lie...as you move to a sitting position I slide forward dropping my knees hard on your thighs and wrapping my arms up high this time.. the neck in fact going for a hug choke as I try to force you to your back...yt

jessiwrestles: (How are your arms around my neck?  Trying to visualize if they're behind me and pulling forward or if it's more like a regular choke)

megthenut: (behind and pulling forward  still keeping the hug motif..grinding your throat into my shoulder)

jessiwrestles: (nice positioning)

megthenut: (and if I fall on you..full weight on it too :) )

jessiwrestles: Gasping and coughing as I feel my air being cut off by your choke.  Hands slap against the back of your shoulders and back, fingers digging against your warm skin and letting your sweat sink into the scratches.  My thighs aching from the weight of your knees and body on them as I twist and squirm to try and escape from your dirty tactic...yt

megthenut: I pull your throat tighter into my shoulder squeezing your neck. My back stings from your scratches but I smile knowing how desperate you are.  Pushing all my weight into your throat I whisper "Submit or suffer? "  yt

jessiwrestles: Feeling the air cut off from me, your shoulder making an effective choking lever.  Eyes closing as I feel light-headed from the lack of oxygen as your dirty, some might say cheating, tactics and my slaps on your back become lessened and stops.  Arms sliding down to the sides, laying limp at my sides as I whisper out..."Fuck....you"    yt

jessiwrestles: (never surrender, is my motto :-p )

megthenut: "get in line hon...." I whisper back as I crush your throat into my body and feel your breathing slow down and your body go limp "All that matters is you know you lost in your heart..."   I wait for you to go under...yt

jessiwrestles: It doesn't take long for that to happen, one last shudder in my body as consciousness flies away from me and leaves me leaning against you limply.  Body soaked with sweat and sore from the bearhug challenge...

Well time to crack 500 views..

Old log I had laying around that I had on my old yahoo blog...

Diana: what's your strongest muscle group?

Meg: hmmm my legs I guess  kinda trite I know

Diana: not if it's true....

Meg: how about you?

Diana: definitely my legs....you know what they say about soccer players ;)

Meg:they run fast? :P

Diana: hmmmm for starters....but the term "soccer legs" wasn't started overnight..lol

Meg:: well I run recreationally

Meg: so i sense there may be some leg holds :)

Diana: hmmmm for your health, and the health of your abs and ribs, I suggest you lock me up first ;)

Meg:oh sounds like a challenge

Diana: walking up to you in my black sports bra and college soccer shorts...belly button ring showing off my toned taut abs...my shorts cut high, to show off my long muscular soccer legs.....walking up to you...shoving you hard in the chest with my right hand....."It IS a challenge..what are you going to do about it, Meg?" yt

Meg: standing in her purple sports bra and matching shorts...my legs and body well toned. Nothing amazing but in shape.  I step back a bit from your shove and return to my spot. "Well maybe , just maybe, make you cry uncle Diana. Unless you don't think you can handle me? "  yt

Diana: "I've handled women much more intimidating than you, my dear....there's nothing on you I'm scared of at ALL." I move forward again.....my right hand pushing you in the same spot, right above your chest, but below your collarbone....yt

Meg: Seeing you move forward to push me, I decide that this fight is happening no matter what.  As you lay your right hand on me, I grab your wrist with both hands and try to quickly twist and put you into an arm wringer hold  "Fine then hon...let's play!"   yt

Meg: (forgive my bitchily starting the fight unsportingly :) )

Diana: (that's quite alright...I obviously pushed you to it....lol no problem)

Meg: (btw I'm 5'6", 125 lbs)

Diana:UGGHHHHH!!!!! feeling my arm twist to the side as you grab ahold of my wrist and fingers..moaning loudly as I slap at my shoulder.....twisting my body a little to try and relieve some of the pain....going down to one knee....moaning...trying to use the sweat already forming on my skin to let me slip out of your grasppppp yt

Diana:: (5'7" 130)

Meg:: "you like that? Huh!" I grin a little as you suffer in the first hold of the match. I feel you twist and turn, trying to escape...dang you are slick as the grip slips...I give one last pull on your arm and break off..adjusting my suit and sizing you up...yt

Diana: uugghhhhhhh as you break away and back off, from my knees I charge into you hard....lowering my shoulder into your exposed abs..driving you to the floor now as I slowly start to crawl up your body...seizing the opportunity to work you over beneath me..."How's that feel, Meg? Those SOFT abs feelin' alright? heheheh" yt

Meg: OMPH!!!!  surprised by your charge, barely able to tighten my stomach at all.  Wind driven from me i can't resist much as you work up me. My arms still free, I snap up my left elbow towards your collarbone hoping the pain will stun you enough to let me work free..yt

Meg: (up or down depending where u are on me)

Diana:OHHHHHHHHHHHHH moaning as I roll off slightly...my body half on, half off of you, with our legs intertwined....holding my collarbone, grimacing in pain as I struggle to gasp for air and block out the sharp pain....momentarily stunned as my upper body is off of you...yt

Meg:panting hard...still legs locked... I try to roll towards you and get on top you using my hips to swivel and my arms to push you down so you have to bear my weight now, pushing it on to your chest and collarbone. keep my legs moving to prevent giving you a grapevine if I can  yt

Meg: (and if ever a move doesn't make sense ask I know this style especially can be confusing :) )

Diana: (did you just say you're trying to prevent giving me a grapevine?)

Meg: no prevent you from grapevining me

Meg:oops lol

Diana:OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH moaning loudly asyou put increased pressure on my collarbone and chest...gasping for air and having trouble breathing as you press into my body with your toned abs and hips....pressing into me..unable to take a deep breath.....my legs up in the air to prevent you from grapevining me.....as I slowly start to wind them around your sides.....grimacing as I try to exert enough pressure and leverage to lock my ankles!!!! yt

Meg:sweat pouring off me....we are both working each other hard today...feels you trying to wind your legs around me......I try to slide my body forward before you can lock your ankles so my hips take the brunt of your legs and so I pressure your collar and throat...yt

Meg: (and if I do too much tell me as well...trying to operate all these body parts :) )

Diana: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I quickly SNAP my legs downwards hard....though my legs wrapped around your hips and lower abs instead of higher up, I still have my legs coiled around your body....I SNAP my legs downwards, as I twist my body a little, bringing your body off of mine and onto your side....as I start to sit up....and sliding my legs higher up into PRIME position across your belly button and abs....you're MINE now Meg :) yt

Diana: (no worries, Meg......I've got you now ;)  )

Meg: (hehehe well you don't mind if I have something to say about that :P )

Diana: (hmmmm how do my legs feel, my Megalicious? ;) )

Meg: (hehehe odd u use that phrase :P )

Meg: (used to call myself that on MSN lol )

Meg: GASP!  You move quickly and get me in your patented leg scissors. I tighten my belly and abs deep breath...but AHHH GOD!!!!   your legs hurt like...gasp...god she was right....my hands work to your hamstrings and start to squeeze them (even using nails if that's legal) to try to make you release me.  Trying not to use up my strength thrashing about...yt

Diana: OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGg screaming as your nails and strong fingers dig in DEEP into the backs of my thighs....screaming louddddd as your fingers dig into the fibers and muscle and tendons of my hamstrings and my legs immediately shoot up with intense pain.....my ankles unlock immediately as I scream with such a shriek that the walls shake momentarily.....gaspinggggggggggggggg for airrrrrrr Meg you little BITCH!!!! yt

Diana: (damn girl....nice reversal....holding your wrists were next, but you beat me to it...lol )

Meg: (thank you..I was worried you might be disappointed if I didn't fight back :P )

Meg:gasping I roll free your mighty legs getting as far away as I can, face red, catching some air, getting to my feet a hopefully safe distance away "gasp...well didn't think i know.... how to get out of a hold i....use...too? "  yt

Meg: (friend of mine taught me the hamstring trick...good test of a super too if they ignore it :) )

Diana:: ohhhhhhhhhhh still on the carpet as I hold my right hamstring gingerly.....grimacing still as my right hamdstring was the leg that got by far the brunt of your strength and attention....I clutch at my leg painfully and still moan and gasp on my side.....I try and roll to get up, but my right leg, without use of my hamdstring, is practically uselessssssss my goddddddd yt

Diana: (Oh no worries...I'm far from a super..i'm quite realistic I'd like to think..hehe...but great move...damn you! lol )

Meg: ( ahh thanks  hope ua re enjoying the match btw I am..even when I was maybe tapping :P )

Diana:: (hehe oh yes, you're a great time and a challenging opponent.....i'm having lots of fun :)

Meg: I gasp ribs aching seeing you hurt....badly...I approach you trying to keep behind you...then shoulder into you back to roll you to your belly, trying to sit on your back facing your head...yt

Diana:: ohhhhhhhhhhhhh i quickly twist my hips over as I roll onto my back, away from my belly...knowing what you're trying to do....going into severe defense mode, trying to buy some time for my damaged leg by deflecting your offenses and just stalling....I kick you with my good leg...my heel into your stomach just enough to buy me some time...as I attempt to crawl away from you and to my couch in the center of the room...yt

Meg: UMPH!!! damn my belly taking a beating...a little bruise where you kicked...getting up I see you trying to get to the couch...I wait until you try to climb it. then quick charge and knee  into your back (or belly depending how you are facing)  to bring you down to ground again...yt.

Diana: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH your knee hits me squarely in the pit of my abs....gasping for air as I clutch my stomach hard...moaning in pain, gasping for air......

Diana: falling back down onto the floor....on my back, my stomach and chest heaving in pain and exertion....as my right leg still throbs and hurts like hell.....yt

Meg: seeing you wounded and knowing that you are still dangerous I decide to try for the kill.. I maneuver to your legs and seize them, spinning my legs  around on your GOOD leg as the start of the figure four leglock (yes your hurt leg is the one free....grin)  yt

Diana:: OH GODDDDDDDDDDDDDdd my hands shooting upwards....shaking my hands wildly....MEG WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!! my good leg being spun around your toned, long legs....flexing my good leg, trying to somehow eliviate some of the intense pain you're trying to inflict....MEG PLEASE DONT!!!! yt

Diana: (my good leg Meg? lol either you're dumber than you look, or more sadistic...lol)

Meg: (sadistic..since most people try to kick you off with the other leg which is....think about it >:) )

Diana: (damn you're smart.....)

Diana: ( and i'm in deep trouble now, aren't i? grrrrr)

Meg: Hearing your screams for mercy I turn and grin "You know the way to stop it Diana...." and then fall backwards and grab your other leg and the figure four is ON!  "Come on hon tell me about your tough legs now!"  yt

Meg: (yes sadly...but you have a rematch clause always with me :) )

Diana: OH GODDDDD MY LEG!!!! MEGGGG MY PRECIOUS LEG!!!!! MY KNEEEEEEE screaming in horror as I try and sit up..trying to bridge off some of the pain.....my knee shooting up with pain.....my damaged leg trapped, but my other leg being mangled by your long, strong legs......shaking my head.....my face a beat red.....in complete agony...trying to fight off the pain and pressureeeeeee yt

Diana: ( hehe you've been a lot of fun Meg...it's not over yet....my legs DO have a high tolerance of pain...but you're fast becoming one of my new favorites ;) )

Meg: (oh I know I'm  a bitch to put out too with pain...you would have worked to crush me out :)  but I'm sure we both will remember where we were today :) )

Meg: my legs pumping working your legs . I know yours are strong so in some ways its a test of endurance on mine too mot to get tired out with the hold.  I grab the damaged leg with my hand and push back on it like a reflexologist would testing the strength of the injured hamstring putting pressure on it...."Its going to snap...can you feel it?  never play sports AGIAN....come on Diana how much pride you got? "  yt

Diana: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO shaking my head....tears actually streeaming down my face in horror, agony and pain......trying to twist over....trying to reverse the hold somehow as I brace up on my hands, trying to twist over to my stomach...knowing if I do, the pressure will immediately shift to YOUR knees.....OMGGGGG Meg your legs.....stronger than they....look.....gawdddddd my kneeeeeeeeeeee yt

Meg: Your holding out hard....fighting jsut like I would have..and trying to reverse it... I feel you shift your desperate trying to reverse.....I pump my legs and grab your big toe....and wrench it hard....looking for that last bit of pain that might make you give before you can turn me over and force to to try to release the hold.. (I assume barefoot  if not I just smash your ankle)  yt

Diana: (yes i'm barefoot)

Meg: (so am I )

Diana:: OMGGGGGGG NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GASPING FOR AIR.....Feeling the pain in my toe, seperating from the rest of my foot....I quickly turn back over onto my back....grimacing in pain as my foot gets close to your face as you twist my big toe, I shove my foot HARD forward....as my heel manages to connect hard with your chin.....finding anything i can to escape this horrible, painful hold on my legs....

Diana: screaming still from the pain...my right knee close to giving out......my legs being worked over by yours.....my greatest strength now my weakest link....yt

Meg:WAM! my face feels your heel into my chin... jaw aching  I release the hold...slide away to plot anew...yt

Diana:: OHHHHHHHHHHH THANK GODDDD i roll over....clutching at both my legs now...my right knee, my left hamstring.....totally unable to get up to my feet....totally defenseless, but managing to keep my pride, and be a BITCH to make submit.....refusing to give up easily at all.....I reach for the couch again, still within arms length,....trying to pull myself up to it.....my legs on fire with each movement, my face grimacing and contorting with pain as my legs are forced to hold some body weight and pressure......yt

Meg: I stand admiring your guts and secretly hoping I don't have to cripple you over this....trying to think you how do finish you ...I come behind you, knwoing your legs are in huge trouble and slide my arms under your armpits, lokking for a full nelson while you are still on your knees...yt

Diana:OMGGGGG feeeling your arms slide under mine....your body leaning backwards as my body is forced to come with yours......reaching behind my neck, trying to prevent your fingers from locking, but JUST too late to prevent that......moaning as my shoulders and arms begin to ache.....moaninnggggg Megggg what are you doingggggggggg yt

Diana: ( I hope you dont feel i'm being a super right now Meg.....just trying to be as realistic as possible.....)

Meg: (no its good I fight tough too :)  its  matter I think of making your pride go away :) )

Diana: ( you're doing just as good of a job as any i've faced of erasing my pride....I'm just trying to survive right now....)

Meg:I lean down on you pressure on your shoulders neck and leaning down..your knees I whisper to you "Say it hon. You get a rematch and you fought like hell. Don’t make me end your career...."  yt

Meg: (pressure on your knees I mean  downward pressure and you are kneeling)

Diana: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO leaning backwards....trying to force us back......screaming as the pressure on my knees begging me to scream my submission.....I lean backwards hard....my body falling on top of yours, my back to your stomach and chest....twisting my hips as I try and break your locked fingers holddddd yt

Diana: (It's like a lesser of two evils.....I try and escape one thing, and leave my body prone to something else....I hate you...lol  ;) )

Meg: (in a good way :) )

Diana: (mmmm yes....of course)

Meg: (hope you don't think I'm supering either btw :) )

Diana:: (no not at all....you're doing what you have to do....and you've done it VERY well....)

Meg: (thnak you I jsut wrestle intellignet  which sometimes pisses people off :) )

Diana: (well it's frustrated me big time...but in a good way...lol)

Meg: feeling you fight on damn she's tough.... trying to keep your arms controlled as I wrap my legs around your abs.....and lock my ankles  "Feel familiar hon? "   yt.

Diana: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MEG NOT YOUR LEGS AGAIN!!!! screaming in horror and pain as your legs immediately start to coil and sink into my now exhausted drained body.....your legs locking, however, sends my body into a jolt....realizing i'm in a nearly unescapable hold, with legs that just dominated mine earlier......OMGGGG Meg dont do this! I beg you dont!!! omggggg your legsssssss goddddd their strengthhhhhhh yt

Meg: my legs crush..a little tires but they still got power... "You want me to stop say the magic words...you ARE beat Diana. Say it now or the next hold is one that will break your legs...your choice ..." I hiss...yt

Meg: (goodness this is almost getting cruel lol )

Diana:: Shaking my head...trying to hold on....trying to refuse to give into your legs.....refusing to give you the satisfaction....as my abs start to give out.....your arms merely keeping mine trapped in place as your legs attack my exposed abdominal......Meg your legs!! I beg you...shaking my head....my red curls matted and extremely damp from exertion and sweat.......YOU BITCH!!!!!!! yt

Diana:: ( Keep going with this....I just couldn't submit on that post...I couldn't give you THAT much satisfaction...lol)

Meg:GRRRRR I snarl  I start to pull your arms back more trying to make your body curve as I pump my legs focusing on one area of your ribs  now genuinely trying to break them.....feeling your body strain...strain...maybe......yt

Diana:: ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm okkkkkkkkk okkkkk i giveeee i submittt no moreeee no moreeee MEG YOUR LEGS!!! LET GO NOWWWWWW PLEASE!!!! yt