WACO -1988
BY: C


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In 1988; 100 miles south of the DFW area lies the town of Waco. It is home of Baylor University and a hotbed of the Southern Baptist. It is also the home of my wife. We were taking a trip down there to meet at a ranch just outside the city limits. The meeting for our Adult Wresting Club was being held at the ranch. Both of us were on the card. There were 14 matches the card. There was a Women and Men?s Championship along with a Club Championship where men or women could participate. Carol was fighting for the Women?s Championship against the Champion- Bree. I was in a down card match against Angela.
We arrive about 9AM. There is a fabulous Brunch that waits for us. The matches begin at 2PM. We socialize with other Club members until it is time for the matches to begin. Between members and guests; there are 125 people. I was in the fourth match of the day; Carol was in the 12th match of the day. I watched the first two matches before I went to change. I headed back to a bedroom that doubled as a Dressing Room. I changed into some red with black trim mini-boxers. 33; 5'10"; 155 pounds with a 7" package. I had brown hair and brown eyes. In the other Dressing Room; Angela adjusted her make-up and changed into a white, satin camisole and white, satin sting bikini panties. She tied her hair into a pony tail with a white satin ribbon. Angela was: 29; 5?8?; 135 # with measurements of 36d- 25 -35. She had blonde hair with green eyes. The third match was over; Angela and I head for the Ring. We walk side by side to the Ring. Her beauty catches my attention that I try to ignore. I have a ?hard-on? as I enter the Ring. I go to my corner and begin to stretch. Angela does the s ame. Ben calls us to the center off the Ring; explains the rules and consequences we have agreed to and go back to our corners.
She has a black belt in Judo which should make things interesting. Angela had been in the club eight months. She had 10 matches during that time. She was 5-0 against women. She had defeated Carol with a cruel but well applied Cunt Claw that kept Carol out of the Ring for a month. She was 4-1 against men. Angela had won several local judo tournaments. One of them was against a man. She had defeated a 52 year old with a figure four Leglock. She had defeated a 44 year old man with a vicious Ball Maul. She had defeated a 25 year old man with a Triangle Choke. She had defeated a 35 year old man with an Abdominal Stretch with a Claw Hold Combination to his side. I have seen her in action and know this would be like no other match I have had. Up until this point (4 years); I was undefeated against women. I mainly enjoyed groping them and I must admit inflicting pain upon my opponents. (male or female) I had one the last dozen or so matches with women with a variety of sexual holds.
The bell rings and we come out slow evaluating the other. We approach each other cautiously. I dive for her legs only to be caught with a Spin Kick to the face. The kick spins me to the mat. I land on my face- stunned. Angela jumps on my back; applies a choke hold and pulls back on my head. I gasp for air and struggle to loosen her grip. Angela grabs the hair on the back of my head and slams my face into the mat for several minutes. My brains are rattled as she pulls me to my knees and delivers a chop across my throat. I fall to the mat dis-oriented. Carol watches with fascination as Angela kicks my butt. Guiltily -she is erotically excited by my distress. The crowd cheer Angela; out of surprise; sense of revenge among the ladies I had humiliated and the erotic thrill of a lady in control. Angela gets on my back; pulls my head back and delivers a devastating chop across my throat. I fall to the mat; clutching my throat; spittle flying from my mouth and gasping for air. Angela likes her situation; pulls me to my feet and sends me into the ropes. As I rebound off the ropes; she misses with a Running Clothes line. I rebound off the opposite rope only to be caught with a devastating Spin Kick which spins me in the air. I land on my back dazed; staring blankly at the overhead lights; unable to move and moaning from the pain ravaging my body. Angela picks me up; positions me and executes a Piledriver. I am completely knocked out. The crowd stands and cheers Angela?s tenacity; cold bloodiness and skill.
She pulls me near a corner; climbs to the top rope and waits for Ben to bring me around with some smelling salts he has. As I come around and Ben steps away; Angela launches herself off the ropes to administer a Frog Splash. Out of instinct or luck; I felt her coming. At the last second; I raised my knees. She hit on my knees and rolled off. Angela wailed in pain. She assumed the fetal position to relieve the indescribable pain. Angela was so into her pain; she forgot we were in a match. The impact of the Splash had winded me. I did not have the energy to follow ?up and laid there regaining my strength. Angela tried to continue her attack but had difficulty moving. Carol screamed for me to get up and finish the match. The crowd was screaming encouragement to both of us. I get to my hands and knees only to be punted several feet by Angela. She falls back to the mat while I lie on the mat and nurse my stomach. The kick hurt her injured ribs as she massages her bruised ribs. After a couple of minutes; I use the ropes to get to my feet. I see Angela?s state. I approach her to pay her back for the misery she had dealt out. As I pick up by her hair; She grabs my balls and squeeze mercilessly. I almost pass out. He hands enter my briefs and she mauls my balls. I drop to my knees and try to remove her hands. Her nails dig into my ball sack and penis. I am light-headed from the assault. Angela pushes me onto my back as she continues to tear away at my package. Blood begins running down my leg. The crowd goes crazy at the sight of blood. They want me punished more. Angela is caught up in her blood lust and sharp pain originating in her rib cage. I am close to passing out again as my arms fall to my side. Angela straddles me; delivers several punches which knock me out a second time. Ben has her step away as he brings me around. As Ben brings me around; he steps away and signals for Angela to continue. As she approaches; I trip her. She hits the mat. Angela is in extreme pain as she lies on the mat. I jump on her back; apply a Full Nelson and slam her face into the mat several times. Angela screams from the vibration s that is racking havoc upon her ribs. I pull her to her knees. Angela punches my balls. I drop to the mat clutching my balls and howling in pain. I lie there trying to retain my senses when I feel a kick to the jaw. Angela is unable to follow up from the pain in her ribs. She drops to one knee. I lie staring with glazed over eyes at the ceiling and moaning in pain. All of my matches to date have lasted around 10 minutes with a couple going 15 minutes. This one has already gone 32 minutes and I have very little fuel in the tank. As I use the ropes to get to my feet; Angela begins delivering blows into my back and kidney area. As I drop to my knees; Angela suddenly removes my mini-boxers and tosses them into her corner. The speed and ease with which she did it surprised me. As I stagger out to the center of the Ring to continue our battle; Angela suddenly fakes a Collar & Elbow. She swings onto my back; applies a Japanese Strangle Hold with her legs locked around my waist in a Body Scissors.
I struggle to escape. The combination of the Strangle Hold with the Body Scissors makes it impossible to get a breath. I drop to my knees. She forces me onto my butt and intensifies both holds. I begin to drift off.
I impotently try to remove Angela?s arms. Before she knocks me out again; I feel one hand grab my balls and digs in to my ball sack again and squeeze my balls. Ben is in my face asking me if I have had enough. After approx. a minute; I shout my submission. Angela releases the hold; stands; straddling my pain racked body and raises her hand high. Angela tells Ben that she needs to put off the Consequences Session until next meeting due to her ribs. She looks down at me; takes my mini-boxers; leaves the Ring and heads for the Infirmary. Ben says,? In 34 minutes and 28 seconds; the Winner of the Match is Angela!? I lie on the mat knowing I have been legitimately have been beaten by a woman for the first time in 5 years. I have had very few matches against guys that were that tough. (I was beaten in all but one of those too.) She physically, emotionally and sexually dominated me. Several women in the crowd who I had defeated taunted me as Ben helped me from the Ring and to the Infirmary. Blood drips from my cock as limp up the aisle. Every molecule in my body cries out in pain as I enter the Infirmary.