Nina's night in hell

[maskedwriter]

Another request by a guy who wanted a story about his mother in catfight.

Nina?s night in hell
By The Masked Writer

Nina took a look at herself in the mirror and felt she was going to cry when she saw how pale her face was. She looked like she was about to faint and actually, that?s how she felt. She could believe a whole army of butterflies was going in circles in her stomach and her heart was about to burst out of her chest. Taking a deep breath, she thought : ? Control yourself, girl ! It is only a wrestling match ! ? Trying to recover some composure, she took a critical eye at herself in her black one-piece swimsuit. She had been told to put on something sexy, so she went for that french-cut suit with a deep cleavage and high hips. She had to admit that it did not really make her look her best. At 46, she would never have put such a swimsuit to go, let?s say, swimming. But, if she wanted to work in this line, she had to look sexy, so she went for it. Her dark complexion and short black hairs did not contrast too much with the black fabric but her 40-26-36 silhouette looked like it was trying desperately to get out of the suit. The cleavage could not hide the quivering of her breast every time she made a move and the saddlebags on her hips were mercilessly visible. She tried to boost her confidence by flexing her biceps but, actually, it made things worse because she just couldn?t see any muscle there and some soft flesh was dangling under her triceps.
Then she thought of her opponent, of which she had taken a glimpse when she arrived : a skinny youngster. That helped her a bit. Certainly she could handle that anorexic kid ? !
She took another deep breath, which made her nipples point through the swimsuit?s fabric, and she went for the door of the bathroom. When she opened it and saw the immense living room of the hotel suite, with all those men sitting on chairs disposed in circle, looking critically at her, she thought her knees were going to give way and felt the blood rushing to her cheek.
-? What am I doing here ? ? she thought, as she felt a cold sweat on her skin.
Her opponent was already standing at the other end of the room. A 16 year-old by the name of Isabel, she had been told. She already had her leopard-print bikini on. She was about 5?4, same height as Nina, but while Nina weighed about 145 pd., that red-headed youngster couldn?t possibly weigh more than 110. She was almost flat-chested. Her body was well-toned though . Even though you could count her ribs, you could also see her muscle definition. Her six-pack abdominal contrasted with Nina?s round belly and her delicate face did not show any sign of fear or nervousness. Actually, when she saw the older, plumper woman facing her, a fleeting smile passed on her milk-white face. Between them there was a thick wrestling mat.
Nina took her place at her extremity of the mat and then, Johnny, the promoter, rised from his chair and went to the middle of the mat. He started talking to the all-male audience of about 30 guys of all ages ? Welcome gentlemen to that new Apartment Wrestling event ! Tonight, a 2 out of 3 falls no-holds-barred match and our competitors are, in the corner at my right?. ?
But his voice was lost in blur for Nina, as she remembered how it had all started.

Money. It had been all about money. When the company for which she used to work had gone bankrupt, she had found herself with a son and a mountain of unpaid bills. She did find other jobs, but nothing as well-paid as what she had before. So she had looked for extra-work, something she could do on weekends and nights. She became a waitress, a cleaning woman, she distributed newspapers and so on.
One day, she had seen a classified ad in the local newspaper :
Woman wanted !
Young promoter looking for women of all ages ready to make some extra-cash.
Call Johnny :
and then there was a phone number.
So she had called. The voice on the phone had given her an address and an appointment.
She remembered the surprise she had felt, when she had got there, all dressed-up in taylor suit, skirt and high-heels, to see that the office was in the same building as a gym, and the walls were plastered with posters showing boxers and wrestlers, mostly women. But more than surprises she had felt near-panic when she met Johnny, a small, skinny bald man who had told her that what he was looking for was wrestlers. She had wanted to leave immediately, telling him she did not know anything about wrestling but he had stopped her.
-? Most girls who come here don?t either ! ? did he say. Then he had explained to her that it was all about apartment wrestling and the women who did that were not really professional wrestlers. Some of them knew some holds, others not. Then he had told her about the money and she had been stunned. She could make more money by wrestling for a few minutes than by working her ass off in a restaurant for all night !
-? That is if you win, of course ! ? he had added ? If you lose, it?s about half that. ?
Even half wasn?t that bad. Even then, it had still felt too far-fetched : she was no wrestler and the thought of her, in a skimpy swimsuit, wrestling another woman with men looking at them and laughing, made her stomach turn. She had left.
But, once at home, with the pile of bills on the table, she had started thinking again. Eventually, she called back.
-? You start Saturday night ! ? Johnny said.

? ? Nina ! ? the men cheering brought her back to reality and she raised her arms. Her face was red from the embarrassment she felt of having all those men looking at her in a swimsuit. She tried to concentrate on her opponent.
Johnny left the mat and shouted :
?? Go for it, ladies ! ? while the audience cheered. As she walked on the unfamiliar surface of the wrestling mat, looking at her opponent coming towards her, Nina felt that fear again.
Both women went to the center of the mat. Isabel took a wrestling position, slightly bent forward, arms close to the body. She obviously had done this before. Nina tried to do the same while trying to remember some of the holds she had learned from looking at wrestling tapes all week and practicing with her son, who loved wrestling and seemed to think that it was actually rather fun that his mother suddenly had got interested in wrestling. They had practiced together in the living-room, trying to reproduce the moves they had seen on TV. Now, Nina was painfully conscious that it had been all the training she had and it might be inadequate. She had wrestled for fun another woman once, and lost, and she had been in a fight which bystanders quickly stopped but she had to admit that she had not had the better of it. But she wanted to give it a try because she needed the money. And she wanted to win because she did not want to do it again.
And now, here she was, on a wrestling mat, facing this skinny girl.
Both women were circling around each other. Isabel, since such was her name, did not seem to be on any hurry to begin. She was just waiting. That boosted Nina?s confidence because she thought it meant that her opponent wasn?t so sure of herself after all.
-? Well. Somebody?s got to start ! ? she thought, just before rushing for her opponent?s head. She tried to catch her in a headlock but the skinny girl was quick and slipped under Nina?s arm, easily escaping her grip. And then, she kicked Nina?s soft buttock.
It did not hurt physically but Nina?s pride suffered. She turned around and rushed for her opponent?s head again. Isabel escaped just as easily as she had before. And then, with snake-like speed, the redhead grabbed Nina?s ankle in her hands and, pulling sharply, had the older lady lose her balance and fall, belly down, on the mat.
Nina felt all her flesh quivering and a mixture of fear and shame sipped into her when she heard the men laughing. As quickly as she could she was back on her feet, red-faced and angry.
Isabel was standing and, deliberately, made a gesture with both her hands, meaning : ? C?mon ! ? with a smug smile on her face.
Nina took a deep breath. That was no time to lose her temper. She wanted to win this, leave with the money and put and end to wrestling for good.
So, she took her time, in spite of all those men taunting her.
As both girls were circling around each other, she got closer to her young opponent and, suddenly, as quick as she could, she went for that headlock again. She thought she got her when she felt Isabel?s hair brushing her underarm but the youngster slipped her head out.
Isabel sneaked behind Nina and belted her. Nina tried to keep her balance and, at first, it did not look like the skinny girl could make her fall but then Isabel kicked Nina just behind her left knee, which made it bend and, arms beating the air, Nina fell on her back.
The men were whooping.
Shocked and humiliated, Nina sat up and saw Isabel standing at a distance. The young girl had that smug smile on her face again. She whispered, but Nina could read her lips in spite of the audience?s noise : ? C?mon ! Show me something ! ?
Nina rised up and got in position again. She was wondering how she could catch this girl. She had to admit the youngster was very quick but then, skinny as she was, Nina felt pretty sure that, if she could only get her hands on her, she could finish her off.
So she took her time. Both women circled around each other again, the circles getting shorter and shorter. Eventually, Nina got her chance. She grabbed Isabel?s bony wrist and, slipping behind her, tried to twist it behind her back.
But Isabel resisted and Nina was surprised at how strong she was. So she grabbed her other arm and tried to push both of them behind her opponent?s back.
Isabel resisted and, actually, started to push Nina?s arm back.
Nina could not believe that she could not overpower the teenager.
She felt fear creeping into her as she felt her own muscles getting tired and saw Isabel?s skinny arms pushing hers back.
Swapping tactics, she let Isabel?s right arms go and tried to catch her in a headlock again. Isabel slipped under Nina?s left arm and belted her with her own free arm. She made a step forward, putting her right leg before Nina?s and, with an expert move, tossed the older woman over her hip. Nina felt her feet leaving the ground, saw the floor and the ceiling get upside down and, when her back hit the mat, she wriggled in pain as the air was pushed out of her lungs.
She did not even hear the men cheering. Dizzy and winded, she was just trying to get up.
Isabel fell down on her and straddled her. Nina tried to push her away, which made it easier for Isabel to snatch both her wrists and pin her. Before she knew it, Nina was caught in a schoolgirl pin. She felt Isabel?s weight on her shoulders and tried to buck her out. She then tried to catch her opponent?s shoulders with her legs, as she had seen on TV but she could not lift her legs high enough. She was breathing harder and harder and felt her strength leaving her. Her whole body was covered in beaming sweat.
Then Isabel slapped her in the face. The girl had that smug smile again. Isabel slapped Nina again, harder. And then once more, harder.
At first it was almost a tease but the girl was hitting harder and harder and Nina began to feel the pain. She arched her body but it was useless : she could not throw Isabel away from her.
The slaps were making her dizzy and her moves became slower, her efforts weaker. Tears got in her eyes and blinded her. She panicked and put her nails as deep as she could in Isabel?s thigh.
Isabel screamed in pain but, instead of letting go, decided to use another tactic. She rolled on her side and slipped one leg under Nina?s neck, going for a head scissors.
Nina saw her coming and tried to escape. She managed to crawl on her elbows and force Isabel?s long legs away from her throat. Isabel simply changed the head scissor into a body scissor and caught Nina?s chubby waist between both her legs. And then she squeezed.
Nina cried in pain as she felt the air rushing out her chest and her opponent?s, thin but surprisingly muscular legs digging into the fat around her waist.
Nina?s legs kicked the void aimlessly and, with her hands, she tried to muscle her way out of the hold, pushing in vain against Isabel?s rock-hard thighs.
Her strength was going away, sweat covered her body and she couldn?t breathe. With tears in her eyes, she tried to scratch Isabel?s legs again but then the kid caught one of her arms and twisted it.
The male audience was frantic but Nina did not notice. She tried, with her one free hand, to muscle out of Isabel?s scissor. Isabel squeezed a little harder and Nina felt the last molecules of air getting out of her lungs. She thought she was gonna die.
She slapped the mat.
Johnny?s ugly mug appeared above her, hardly visible through the tears and she barely heard him :
-? Do you give ? ?
-? Yes ! ? she whispered. Actually, he must have read her lips because nobody could hear her.
-? Okay ! Let her go ! You win ! ? Johnny said to Isabel.
The skinny girl opened her legs and Nina made a sighing noise as she took a deep, painful breath. At the same time, Johnny announced :
-? The winner of the first fall : Isabel ! ?
As Isabel got up, raising her arms, Nina simply rolled over and abandoned herself to the pleasure of breathing. She could not believe the pain had gone away. At the same time, she felt ashamed and humiliated, hearing the males cheer her opponent.
-? One minute pause ! ? she heard Johnny say. She went to her side of the mat, where there was a bottle of water. She actually crawled there on all four and felt like it was miles away.
The water was a piece of heaven.
Only after she drank, she looked at her opponent, sitting at the other end of the mat. Isabel was hardly sweating. She smiled with that smug smile she had, drinking water and trading jokes with some males in the audience.
Oh God ! Nina hated her now. It galvanized her. She thought she was going to give that smug little bitch a lesson.
Then Johnny announced :
-? Second fall ! ?
Nina got to her feet, still feeling the pain around her waist, as if a ghost of Isabel?s legs was still there. It was actually a bit painful to breathe. She nevertheless walked to the center of the mat, facing Isabel. Johnny gave the signal.
Both women started to circle each other again. Nina thought she really had to grab her opponent and use some of the holds her son had taught her.
She remembered the practices in the living room. How she had managed to put a full nelson on him. She had slipped behind, put her arms under his and crossed fingers behind his neck. She opted for that tactic.
She feigned to go for Isabel?s head again and, when the skinny girl lifted her arms to protect herself, Nina, moving as fast as she could, tried to go behind her. But the teen was fast and agile as a cat. She easily countered the move by turning around. Nina tried to catch up with her but the youngster slipped like a snake around her and caught her leg, trying to trip her. For once, Nina?s superior weight proved to be an asset as she managed to keep one foot on the ground and, putting her hands on Isabel?s bony shoulders, prevented her from lifting her leg high enough to make her fall.
Then, Nina saw her chance. She put her weight on the leg Isabel was holding and jumped forward. Isabel caught Nina?s full weight on her upper body, let go the leg, tried to belt the older woman, lost her balance and fell backward, with Nina landing on her. Nina, feeling at last some chance of victory, tried to catch Isabel?s arms and go for a schoolgirl pin but it was like trying to hold an eel.
Isabel put her hands on Nina chubby hips and literally pulled herself down, slipping between the older woman?s legs.
Nina had a sigh of despair when she felt her opponent escaping from under her.
Before she knew it, Isabel was on her back, straddling her and pushing her head downward, digging Nina's face into the mat.
Nina panicked and tried to lift herself on her knees and hands but she couldn?t. She had never been so conscious of how weak she really was. That skinny girl, she could not lift her from her back. She felt the bones of Isabel?s thighs digging in her ribs, her skinny ass on her lower back. The rough canvas was hurting Nina?s face as she tried to move her head in a way that she could get some air. Sweat was soaking the canvas under her face, dropping from her hair. She moved hands and legs desperately, like she was trying to swim away. For a second, she thought she was going to suffocate and was ready to give up.
Then, suddenly, she was free from Isabel?s weight. Nina, surprised turned on her back and saw her opponent, standing at a distance, smiling.
- ? Do you want to give up or go on ? I think, really, you?re getting old for that kind of games, mama ! But, hey, those guys paid and we got to give them a show !?
Nina felt the burn of blood rushing to her face at the insult. She was not going to be humiliated like this by that rickety kid who thought she could toy with her like this !
Still struggling for her breath, Nina stepped on her feet.
Facing Isabel, she looked for an opening. She was furious and wanted to, at least, give her a fight to erase that smug smile from her face. But she also felt it was a bit desperate. Isabel was quicker, more agile, had more endurance and was probably stronger. And obviously she could wrestle. Nina felt her situation was desperate.
Still grinning, Isabel slapped Nina. She was at the limit of her reach and her hands hit Nina?s forehead. It did not hurt. But it was an obvious taunt as Nina tried to snatch Isabel?s wrist but missed it by a mile. Then Isabel slapped again and sidestepped to avoid being caught.
-? C?mon ! ? she said and slapped again.
Nina tried to slap back. Isabel easily dodged her hand. Nina felt the burn of Isabel?s hand again. The younger girl started to dance around her opponent. Nina clumsily tried to follow her move but was too slow. After a while, Nina?s face was burning from Isabel?s slaps.
And the men were laughing.
Nina?s eyes were full of tears and her sight was blurred. She felt she had to do something. Her own slaps missed their target, Isabel laughingly dancing out of range. Nina was feeling tired, her muscles aching, her breath short.
She decided to use a new tactic. She tried to kick Isabel in the crotch. But she was too slow, too clumsy. Her feet hit the air at a good eight inches from Isabel?s bikini bottom.
The youngster then grabbed Nina?s ankle. With a slight pull, she made her fall on the mat.
Still dancing she said :
-? C?mon, old woman, is that all you can do ? ? Nina went on her knees, and then on her feet. Her moves were getting sluggish, her breath noisy and river?s of sweat were running on her face, in her eyes, in her cleavage and along her legs. The sweat getting cold was making her shiver.
Losing her temper, she rushed at Isabel who easily escaped her grip. For a few second, it was like a curious dance where the older woman, arms stretched and fingers like hooks, was trying to catch the youngster who was dancing around her.
The audience was bursting in cheers and laughter. Then Isabel suddenly stopped running and caught Nina?s both wrists, immobilizing her. Nina tried to muscle out of her opponent?s grip but to no avail : Isabel was really much stronger. Then Nina tried to kick but Isabel used the opportunity to slip her leg behind Nina?s and trip her.
Nina slugged back on her feet. Isabel was already on her, putting her arms around her waist and hiptossing her. Nina hit the mat once more. When she tried to get up, this time Isabel caught her by a wrist and, with a twisting move, made Nina?s feet go over her head and she landed roughly on the mat once more.
She never knew how long that part lasted.
Isabel toyed with her, letting her go on her feet and throwing her back on the mat, with a variety of wrestling moves.
Nina would make it clumsily to her feet only to see the room whirling around her and land on the mat, the air bursting out of her chest, her soft flesh quivering painfully. The world was a blur, she was dizzy, at every breath the air was burning her lungs and her whole body ached. Yet, she tried again.
She was crawling on all four, with Isabel taunting her.
Nina, in pain and ashamed, mustered all the strength she had left and made a last rush towards her opponents, trying to grab her in a bear hug.
She felt a burst of hope when she felt her arms wrapping around Isabel?s skinny ribcage. But hope changed into an explosion of pain when Isabel?s bony knee dug into her own soft belly.
Nina doubled over, her knees giving way, breathless and blinded by tears of pain.
She fell on the mat, folded like a pretzel. Then Isabel apparently decided it had lasted long enough. She grabbed Nina?s legs and holding them alongside her own body, made a twisting move, rolling Nina on her belly and applied an expert Boston crab. When Nina felt the pain in her lower back, like her spine was going to break, she would have screamed but her parched throat would not let anything out but a squeaking sound.
She had enough. Anything for that pain to stop ! She tapped the mat.
Johnny touched Isabel?s shoulder, telling her to let go.
The audience cheered the winner. Nina remained on the mat, lying face first, sobbing. She felt humiliated, hurt and wasted but just happy it was over. She stayed there, crying.
After a while, she could get up. After Isabel and the men had left. She was too humiliated to face them. As she walked towards the shower, Johnny gave her the money. She mumbled some thanks and got to the bathroom. She started to take her swimsuit off. It was literally soaked and the salty smell of sweat was fleeting around it. She looked at her body. Her skin, her sagging breast, her love handles and her saddle bags were covered in bruises and scratches. She felt pain in all her joints. Every move was a torture. She looked at the money. It was not as much as what she would have earned if she had won. She was not sure it would be enough but it would help.
As she went into the shower, she felt a nagging fear : maybe she would have to do it again someday.

The End

[MikeJV]

Good story, and a fun read. thx

MikeJV