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Surrender
by Ed Rider (edrider73@gmail.com)
***
College roommates begin an awkward lesbian relationship
that turns into a complicated blackmail scheme worth
millions. (FF, 1st-lesbian-expr, d/s, reluc, control)
***
When Patty selected her roommate, she had no idea that
the roommate would try to get into her pants.
Halfway through the first semester of her junior year,
she was wishing she had selected the sophomore boy who
had a high grade point average and was on a full
scholarship for engineering. But she saw how he had
looked at her and when he told her he had never shared
an apartment with a woman before, she quickly eliminated
him.
Later she realized that she should have been more
comfortable with it, because it happened often. She was
a striking woman, even without paying much attention to
her hairstyle and makeup. But she wasn't comfortable
with her facial beauty and amazing figure, including
huge breasts and a solid behind that was as round as a
volleyball. Even though she weighed 160 pounds, it was
distributed on her 6 foot 2 frame in a way that made men
stare and women envious.
Gia, a teammate, seemed like a more sensible choice of
roommate. When they talked about cleaning, groceries and
other apartment matters, they seemed to be on the same
wavelength. When Gia asked Patty if she had a problem
with her entertaining her gay girlfriends, Patty said,
of course not, and told her she was between boyfriends
but planned to eventually bring home a date now and
then. Both girls promised to give each other as much
notice as they could when they were hooking up.
Although Patty was a fierce competitor in the
heavyweight category, her unusual stature made her
reticent and self-effacing when she wasn't on the
wrestling mat. On the other hand, little Gia, who
weighed only 105, was feisty and aggressive 24/7. That
didn't bother Patty, who usually gave in when there were
differences about anything.
There was only one thing Patty wished she had known
before they moved in together. Gia liked variety, and
what got her most excited was seducing straight women. A
few weeks after they began living together, Patty found
out that Gia wanted her. By that time, it would have
been a major distraction from the wrestling team and her
classes to make other living arrangements, so Patty
decided she'd suck it up and find a way to endure until
the school year was over.
It began with them sitting around one night and talking
about love life challenges. When Patty shared some of
her unfortunate experiences with boys who were either
intimidated by her or who used her to show off, Gia
asked her if she had ever dated women. Patty said no,
and even her bad experiences with men hadn't ever made
her think of that.
Gia told her she should be more open minded. She said
that from what she could tell, there were only two kinds
of women: lesbians and bisexuals. Lesbians were the
ones, like herself, that would never have sex with a
man. But every other woman could and often did switch
back and forth easily from men to women. She mentioned
some celebrities who had done that as examples.
The conversation was just a mild difference of opinion
until Gia bragged that she could satisfy Patty better
than any man ever had, and she should at least try it
once. When Patty said that the idea was repugnant to
her, Gia got angry. Patty tried to apologize and tell
Gia that she hadn't meant to insult her, but Gia ended
the conversation abruptly.
Patty tried to make sure that there were no more
conversations on that subject, but Gia did the opposite.
As the weeks went by, the compliments from Gia flowed
like wine, especially about Patty's body. She found ways
to praise Patty's body in imaginative and sometimes
extremely graphic ways that usually included explicit
detail on what Gia could do for each organ or gland that
would drive Patty wild.
Patty had heard similar stuff from guys, but Gia was
more blatant and crude than any boy she could remember.
Patty knew Gia was using the same strategy of
alternately wooing her and mentally raping her by
putting sexual imagery in her mind and trying to wear
her down. It didn't work because Patty honestly had no
bi-curiosity. She had always had close girlfriends, and
they often kissed and embraced, and she loved many of
them fiercely, but they never turned her on like men
did.
She became angry when she noticed that Gia's campaign
was making her self-conscious when she was with her
girlfriends. When they embraced and kissed, she found
herself thinking of Gia and wondering what her friends
were thinking. She hated herself at such times and
wondered if her friends could tell that she was
conflicted.
The second thing that angered her was when Gia said that
only someone who was attracted to women could be a good
woman wrestler. She told Patty it was just like men who
became priests so they could get to young boys. That
really got her worked up. Sometimes, those words came to
her in practice, and she would get so aggressive that
her teammates and coach would try to calm her down and
tell her to save it for the match. She was upset that
she seemed to be losing her perspective and becoming
more like Gia, who was always overly combative. She
resented that the coach and her teammates were used to
Gia and gave her more slack.
Gia guessed that she had caused Patty's sudden change in
temperament, and she told Patty it proved that Gia was
right. Otherwise why would Patty get so worked up when
thinking about gay sex. She told her that just like
straights, lesbians weren't all the same, and Patty had
first fooled her by being so placid when she wasn't
competing. But now she realized that Patty was like her,
and she liked rough sex.
Gia said she enjoyed dominating submissive girlfriends,
but what really drove her into a sexual frenzy was the
chance to lock horns with another bull to see who could
force the other to submit. Even though she was small,
she was so strong and athletic that she could take on
much bigger girls and totally humiliate and degrade them
sexually.
She told Patty that she was often scared of what the
bigger women could do to her. But the fear supplied her
with so much adrenalin that she always prevailed. She
said that in many ways, these encounters were like
wrestling contests, except no one was watching and no
holds were barred. One time, she told Patty, "You will
be my biggest sexual conquest ever, and just the thought
of dominating and mortifying you is making me come right
now."
After hearing that, Patty stormed out of the apartment
and had to walk back and forth in front of the library a
few times before she was calm enough to go in. Even
then, it was hard to concentrate on studying. She
realized that something had to be done because she
couldn't take much more of this. Her grades were turning
into garbage, and she was in danger of losing her
athletic scholarship.
She managed to avoid being alone in the apartment with
Gia for a few days, but the next time they were
together, Gia took up where she had left off. She told
Patty that she got turned on by watching a website for
lesbian humiliation wrestling. The girls wore skimpy
bathing suits and in addition to getting points for the
usual takedowns, reversals and so forth, they would also
score if they were able to fondle their opponent and
finger them in the vagina and anus.
"The contests are pretty wild," said Gia, "especially
because some of the wrestlers get really upset with the
fondling and fingering, and sometimes big girls like you
lose to small ones like me because they get too
distracted by the fingers.
"The only thing I don't like is the stupid thing at the
end of the match, where the winner puts on a strap-on
dildo and gets to rape the loser. Mostly men watch the
site, and I know they do that for the men. Who needs
artificial penises? I can do much more damage to you
with just my hands and mouth and feet and the
humiliation would be much more devastating and exciting.
"
"I'm sure you would love to do that, Gia," said Patty in
disgust. "You've got it all figured out, except for one
thing."
"What's that?" said Gia.
"Motivation," said Patty. "You're all ready for such a
disgusting match, but there's nothing you can say or do
that would interest me in something like that."
"How about if I promise that if I lose, I'll never bring
up this subject again?" said Gia.
"How about if I'm so stupid that I would believe that?"
said Patty. "When we were talking about being roommates,
you never mentioned part of the deal would be sexual
harassment."
"I prefer to call it courting," said Gia, "but I didn't
lie to you. It never came up. I would have been happy to
tell you that I found you attractive if you had asked. I
checked you out thoroughly before I decided to share the
rent with you, and I figured you did the same with me.
Everyone on the wrestling team except you knew exactly
what I do."
"If you checked me out, you knew that I wasn't
interested in gay sex," said Patty, "but that didn't
stop you. Anyway, forget about your horrible idea. How
could I ever trust the word of someone who thinks it's
right to do what you're doing to me?
"But when I was walking back and forth in front of the
library the other night, I was thinking that I've let
you manipulate me into not being myself, and I need to
take back control. I haven't figured out what I'm going
to do, but at least I know there's nothing more you can
do to me."
"That's what you think," said Gia softly.
"What was that?' said Patty.
"Nothing," said Gia.
***
Patty was surprised when Gia stopped coming on to her
after that. One day, she told her that she had gone onto
Patty's computer and set up the lesbian sex wrestling
website for automatic logon with her membership password
so that Patty could look at it whenever she wanted
without paying. Patty told her that would be never.
After that, Gia said nothing, except she occasionally
asked whether Patty had looked at the site.
For a month, things were quiet, and Patty was able to
study, practice and relax with friends. There were even
a couple of boys who came into the picture who didn't
seem to be either intimidated or obsessed by Patty. Then
all hell broke loose.
Patty had noticed one of her friends had dropped out of
the group of eight that always did things together. Then
another friend stopped showing up when they got together
and stopped calling. Patty made a mental note to get in
touch with both of them when she had some time. She had
been close with them since freshman year and loved both
of them, so she hoped nothing was wrong.
She found out there was something wrong when Trixie
called her and said that she was thinking about buying a
knife and coming over and cutting Gia into little
pieces. When she stopped being hysterical, Trixie told
Patty that Gia and seduced both the friends she had been
concerned about, and then discarded them like garbage.
"I can't understand it," said Trixie. "We all knew from
you what a witch Gia was. How could they have fallen for
her? And the worst p[art is when I called the others
before you, two of them were much too quiet after I told
them. I'm worried that they might be her next victims,
if they haven't fallen for her already. How is she doing
this? Why is she doing this?"
"I don't know how, but I do know why," said Patty. "It's
going to stop today, but Trixie, I need you to somehow
get the whole group together -- everyone -- and we have
to help each other, especially Gia's victims. She's the
devil in human form."
While she was waiting for Gia to come home, Patty
watched videos on the humiliation lesbian wresting
website.
***
Once Patty agreed to wrestle, Gia changed from a seducer
and a tormenter into a friendly partner. Everything was
about cooperation in arranging the match. When Patty got
moody during their discussions, Gia reminded her to save
all her attitude for the match, which is what Gia said
she was doing. The only thing that mattered right now
was making it happen and doing it right, and as far as
she was concerned, they were teammates until the night
of the big show.
The most important thing for Gia was giving it a name.
One of her friends came up with Unconditional
Humiliation. Gia said the name was important for
marketing. That's when Patty found out that there would
be an audience. Gia said that the winner would get
$21,000 and the loser $9,000. She figured out how to get
100 chairs around the mat in the practice room, and she
said she was charging $300 admission.
Gia said that for all that money, they had to put on a
good show, and she insisted that Patty get a makeover,
which she would pay for, and show up on the mat with
plenty of makeup and a fancy hairdo to look great for
the audience. She said the only people who were getting
in free were the referee and the two women videographers
who would be following the wrestlers around the mat. One
of them would be shooting close-ups.
That's when Patty found out there would be a video. Gia
said there would be other cameras on tripods shooting
from above and at mat level. The footage would later be
edited professionally.
Patty objected strenuously to both the audience and the
video, but Gia said that the audience reaction would
stir things up and make the match more like a real
competition, and that nobody would be able to clearly
see anything from the seats except bodies moving and
facial expressions.
As for the video, it was for Patty and Gia only, and Gia
was paying for the whole thing from a trust fund she had
inherited from a wealthy maiden aunt. Patty still
wouldn't budge until Gia gave in and said that Patty's
friends could take possession of all the cameras after
the match, and Patty would upload the videos onto her
computer and then destroy the originals. Later, she
would find a way for Gia to watch the videos without
being able to show them to anyone else.
Patty told her that each of the 100 spectators would
have to agree to be professionally scanned and, if there
was any question, to have a full body cavity search. Any
smartphones or video devices found would be immediately
deposited into a toilet in the women's locker room. Gia
agreed and said she would pay for the security
technicians and renting the equipment.
Speaking of body cavities, Gia informed Patty that both
of them would get two full cleansing enemas,
administered by a nurse, in the dressing room, and then
just before they entered for the match, they would get a
massive enema of lubricant. "That serves two purposes,"
Gia explained. "One, when I put my hand up your ass, it
will protect you from tearing. Two, that lubricant will
start leaking once we start, and it'll turn the
wrestling mat into an oily pit. We'll be sliding and
falling all over the place, and that's going to rev up
the excitement."
The rules were simple. If either of them kicked, bit,
punched (slapping and spanking were OK), gouged or did
anything that might break a bone or tear tissue, such as
bending fingers or toes or pulling jaws apart, that
person would forfeit the match immediately, get no money
and be held down by the opponents' friends for 10
minutes of spanking, fingering and anything else. All
other moves were allowed.
Both were not allowed to change their bodies in any way
before the match. Each of them had long hair and a large
pubic bush, and they couldn't shave anything. To make it
easier for the opponent, they had to wear loose athletic
shorts with an elastic waistband and no panties and
loose T-shirts with no bra. They would be barefoot.
Patty objected to the braless provision, and Gia pulled
up her sweatshirt and said. "Look, they're not
watermelons like yours, but they're bigger than
grapefruits. If we're talking about advantages, should
we compare weight?" Patty dropped her objection.
The winner would be the first woman to get a complete
hand, up to the wrist, inside either the vagina or anus
of the opponent. But to make it safer, the match would
proceed in steps. The first round would end when one of
the two of them got one finger into either location. The
next round would be two fingers and so on, through four
fingers. Each of them would have to go from one to four
before they could start trying to get the whole hand in,
but the rounds would only end with the first person to
get to the next number of fingers. The one behind would
have to try to catch up without getting a break in the
action. Once someone got to four, that person was free
to do anything, and if she got her hand into either the
vagina or anus, it was a pin, and the match was over.
But if both of them got to four fingers before the pin,
the winner would have to be two fingers ahead. That
meant if someone had a fist in the anus and the other
had a fist in the vagina, one of them would have to have
at least two fingers in the second hole to win.
If it was four fingers to four fingers, there would be
no more rounds. The fight would continue until there was
a winner. "If that happens, it's down to conditioning,"
said Gia. "Which one of us will get tired first?"
The last thing Gia insisted on was the strangest. "Once
one of us has four fingers inside her opponent," she
said, "each of us will have four friends come to the
edge of the mat and get ready for the pin. As soon as
the referee sees that one of us has won, our friends
will make sure the loser doesn't do anything to the
winner."
"What's that all about?" said Patty.
"Well, say you win and you get your fist into my vagina,
" said Gia, "I might be so angry that I'd forget the
rules and, if I had a chance, I'd shove my fist right
into your anus while you were unprepared and rip you
open. You know how I hate to lose."
"You're lying," Patty said. "That's not the real reason.
But I can't see anything wrong with that rule."
***
I'm already humiliated, thought Patty as she walked from
the dressing room wearing a shiny gold robe next to Gia,
who was wearing a silver one. She had just expelled two
full enemas, and now she felt pregnant because she was
bloated from all the lube that had been pumped into her
anus.
As they entered the gym, the audience whistled and
cheered. She didn't look around, because she told her
friends she didn't want to know which ones would be so
foolish as to spend $300 on a temporary lapse of sanity.
But she had a feeling all of them were there to make
sure Gia didn't pull any dirty tricks on her -- and out
of curiosity.
The audience seemed disappointed when the robes were
taken off to reveal the girls wearing jogging shorts and
T-shirts. Gia leaned over to her and whispered, "Damn. I
had a feeling that was a mistake. Next time, it's going
to be sexy swimsuits."
Next time? thought Patty. What is she talking about?
This was probably the biggest mistake of her life, and
it was never going to be repeated.
The female referee made the introductions. Gia had shown
Patty the script for her approval. It was full of
hyperbole and double entendres, and Patty was happy that
she had been mortified by it more than a week ago rather
than hearing it for the first time today.
It was designed to stir up the audience, and they were
certainly making a lot of noise. She heard some familiar
voices shouting encouragement to her, and she shuddered.
She thought about her strategy. She was confident
because even with a colon stuffed with lubricant, she
was strong, flexible, fast and experienced. She was
runner-up in the regional heavyweight division last
year, and this year she expected to win.
She knew that although Gia was strong, her muscles were
no match for hers, and that her experience was about the
same. Her only advantage was that she was faster because
she had a lot less weight to move.
She thought it would come down to desire and mental
agility, and she had no idea which of them had an
advantage.
Once Gia showed what she was capable of with her
girlfriends, their relationship had altered. She felt
that she could deal with Gia now, because she understood
that she was a kind of sociopath who was like a low
order of animal species, closer to hyena and buzzard
than human. You didn't try to relate to a buzzard, you
just protected yourself by any means necessary. That's
why her revenge motive was gone.
No, she guessed that until the adrenalin of the contest
kicked in, like it did when she was in a collegiate
match, her attitude would be that she had a job to
finish. Her satisfaction would be in getting the dirty
work done.
The announcer finished talking, and the girls stepped to
the center of the mat and faced each other, and the
whistle blew. They circled each other for a minute
warily, and then Gia made the first move. She jumped at
Patty, but not at her legs.
She flew through the air, and although Patty put her
arms out and ducked away, Gia managed to deflect off her
shoulder.
Patty screamed, not because of the slight shoulder bump,
but because on the way down, Gia had grabbed handfulls
of her hair with both hands and was ripping her head to
the mat. When Patty's head hit the mat, Gia let go of
her hair with one hand and began slapping her face hard,
then pulling her hair. Slap, pull, slap, pull.
Patty stopped screaming, but she was in agony. Slap,
pull, slap, pull. Finally, she lifted her hands to Gia's
face and pushed as hard as she could. As Gia went
flying, Patty was sure some of her hair went with her.
She shook her head and tried to catch her breath, but
Gia was right back at her.
This time she aimed at her right hip and flew right past
her onto the mat, but as she went by, her hands had
grabbed again, and this time they attached to the
elastic band holding up Patty's shorts. It stretched the
shorts open as Gia flew by, and then it pulled Gia back
to her.
As Gia's body was being snapped back, her hands began
pulling down, and the elastic never got a chance to
contract around Patty's body, because it was down at her
ankles in a flash and her lower body was naked. Patty
was in shock.
Anything goes, stupid, she said to herself, as Gia put
all her weight into pulling at the shorts. It was enough
to rip the feet out from under Patti and sent her to the
mat as the shorts were torn off. She landed on her back,
and Gia flew on top of her.
But she wasn't there for long. She quickly slapped Patty
hard a couple of times and then made as if she was
getting away from her. But all she did was stand up and
then sit down on her stomach hard. Then another couple
of slaps, stand up, sit down hard as if she were
bouncing on a trampoline. What was she doing? Patty
wondered as she tried to breathe, and then she realized
Gia's strategy.
Gia had no chance at doing anything to Patty in a power
struggle, so she was trying to render Patty helpless by
making her lose consciousness. After that, she could do
anything she wanted to her, and the match would be over
in minutes.
Slap, slap, stand up, fall down. Patty realized she was
already getting winded. She needed to do something. The
next time Gia stood up, she rolled over. Gia must have
anticipated she would do this, because she did the same
hard bounce on Patty's back that she did on her stomach,
and this time she spanked her as hard as she had slapped
her.
Patty tried to get on her hands and knees, but her first
attempt was not fast enough, and Gia's body slammed her
back to the mat. This time, instead of slapping her, she
stuck a finger between Patty's rear cheeks, found her
anus and pushed. Patty felt it easily slide in through
the lube. The referee blew her whistle, and Gia jumped
up and went to her corner.
Patty got up slowly as she heard noise from the
audience, with some people cheering Gia and the voice of
one of her friends yelling, "Come on, Patty. Fight as
dirty as she does."
Although Patty's friends sprayed her face with cold
water, she still felt shaky as Round 2 began. She felt
like her mind was blank and she was moving
automatically. She decided to stay away from Gia until
her brain cleared. She also felt as though she wasn't as
balanced as before and tried to understand why. Finally
she figured out that it was partly because the mat was
slimy from the lube that had squeezed out of her and
Gia's anus while Gia was bouncing on her stomach and
back.
The second reason was because she had lost her pants,
and the T-shirt was no longer tucked into it. Since the
rules didn't allow bras, her large breasts were now
loose, even though she had worn a T-shirt a size too
small for some control. Her breasts were flopping in all
directions, independent of where her legs were taking
her, and it made her feel like she was carrying extra
weight, like a handicapped horse.
As soon as Gia noticed Patty's lack of balance and how
she was trying to avoid her, she attacked. Patty ducked
her head to avoid another hair grab, but Gia was
grabbing for something else this time, Patty's T-shirt.
One hand grasped it around the midriff and began pulling
down, and when she reached for that hand to free
herself, the other hand grabbed the collar. Then the
first hand joined the hand at the collar, and suddenly
Gia's feet were off the ground.
The smaller girl was swinging from Patty as if her shirt
collar was a tree branch. Patty staggered and slipped
and fell to the mat with Gia falling on top of her. Gia
was at her face grinning at her, and she opened her
mouth to bare her teeth and opened and closed them.
She's showing me she's going to bite me, thought Patty,
but if she does, she'll lose.
Gia lowered her head and bit and pulled with her teeth
as Patty tried to roll over on top of her. But she
wasn't biting Patty. Then Gia shouted with delight as
Patty heard her T-shirt ripping. Now Gia grabbed pieces
of the shirt where her teeth had ripped it with both
hands and got off Patty and pulled the shirt apart.
As Patty stood up, she realized her breasts were now
almost totally exposed. For some reason, this
embarrassed her even more than the exposure of her
genitals, and she briefly covered them with her arms.
But as confused as she was, she knew this would make her
even more vulnerable. She looked down at her T-shirt in
shreds and made her decision. The audience cheered as
she quickly pulled it over her head.
As she did so, Gia went for a leg. She dive bombed to
the mat right at Patty's right ankle and grabbed it with
both hands, then tried to stand up. She didn't make it
far before she slid back down, but she pulled the ankle
up hard enough to send Patty crashing into the oily mat.
Gia let go of the ankle and quickly moved behind Patty's
head. She didn't grab for the hair this time. Instead,
Gia's right hand lifted Patty's head, and then her left
arm quickly went across Patty's neck. Gia pulled the arm
against her right shoulder and then leaned back.
Suddenly Patty couldn't breathe. Then Gia's right hand
slapped Patty hard on her left cheek three times, and
she heard Gia speaking softly to her.
"Listen, Patty," she said. "I know this is a chokehold,
and it's illegal in every kind of wrestling because it's
so dangerous. But we forgot to put it in the rules, and
I realized it yesterday. I knew you wouldn't use it on
me, but I need every advantage I can get. If you resist
me now, I'm going to tighten up until you are almost
blacked out before I release you. I'll make you so weak
that the rest of the match will be easy for me.
"But I want this to be Unconditional Humiliation, not
unconditional choking, so if you cooperate now, I won't
choke you. If you agree, slam your right hand down hard
on the mat twice as if you're desperate. There, that was
good. Now listen closely and do exactly what I tell you,
because I'm not letting go until you do.
"First I want you to sit up, and I'll get up and kneel
behind you. Good. I'm going to work on your breasts a
little with my right hand. First, I'm rubbing the
nipples gently. Watch my finger movement as I caress
them. See how they're starting to respond. I could have
made you come just by stimulating your breasts with my
fingers and mouth, but you never gave me the chance. Now
they're hard and ready for love. This will look great on
the video. Listen to how you're breathing. You love it,
you bitch.
"Now for a little discomfort. I'm going to work your
breasts for a while. My right hand is going to be
grabbing, squeezing, lifting, dropping, pinching, waving
and flopping them as hard as I can up and down so they
slap against your face. Feel free to scream or cry or
say anything. Just don't try to get out of the hold."
Gia tortured her breasts for five minutes as her
supporters in the audience cheered, and the rest of the
crowd sat in stunned silence. Through her pain and
mortification, Patty thought she heard some crying.
That's when she started crying, too, thinking of her
friends having to watch her degradation.
Gia spoke softly to Patty again after she released her
breasts. "Just one more thing before I let you go,
Patty. Bring your feet back until your heels touch your
ass on the mat. I want your legs all pushed together
into your upper body. More. OK, that's good. Now spread
your knees, wider, wider. Now stay like that."
Patty felt Gia's breasts pressing into her upper back as
she leaned forward, still keeping the left arm across
Patty's neck. She leaned across Patty and reached out
with her right hand. Patty flinched as she felt fingers
in her pubic hair. They weren't rough. They were
caressing her. It made Patty squirm.
"Yes, Patty," said Gia. "These are my magic fingers that
you rejected. Do you feel how they're pleasuring you?
They could have been yours, but you're a homophobe, so
they're humiliating you instead. Now I'm going to reach
a little further and stroke the lips. I need to make you
nice and juicy inside because we didn't put lube in your
vagina, and soon you're going to have a whole hand
sliding in.
"Your lips have opened. I can't see them, but the
audience can and the video can. But I can feel the
fluids flowing over my fingers like a waterfall. You're
really a gusher, aren't you? Referee! Sorry, I had to
yell, but I want her to be watching more closely. Now
I'm playing with your clitoris. You are really moving
down there. Don't worry, I won't make you come until you
give yourself to me after I win today. You can ask some
of your girlfriends how wonderful woman love is. Maybe
all of us can get together one night and really go wild.
"Now I've got four fingers stroking your wide-open
vagina and the juice just keeps on flowing, I could get
all of them in right now, but that's not in the rules,
so instead I'm just putting two of them inside you now."
The whistle blew, and Gia took her arm off Patty's neck
and her fingers out of her vagina and jumped up and
walked to her corner. Again, Patty got up slowly. She
had her wind back, but she was so ashamed of her body's
response to Gia that she didn't raise her head as she
walked to her corner.
Trixie screamed so loudly at her in her corner that the
audience heard. "Patty, I'm gong to slap you myself if
you don't wake up," she said with her face right next to
Patty's. "Start using your brain instead of letting Gia
get into it. Use your strength."
But the next round was all Gia again. Patty managed to
pull off Gia's shorts, but as she was struggling with
them, Gia was able to reach around and shove three
fingers into Patty's anus. Patty got one finger and then
two into Gia's vagina in the fourth round, but Gia got
her hand under Patty and stuck four fingers deep into
her vagina and began moving them around inside her.
Patty yelled out and leaned forward to get away, but
Gia's arm followed her and the fingers continued to
torment her until the referee came around, saw the four
fingers and whistled.
"Tell your pussy to put the kettle on," said Gia before
walking away. "Company's coming."
This time Trixie was quiet. "Patty, listen to me," she
said. "Don't make this complicated. You're not Popeye.
You're Bluto. Focus on your size and your strength.
You're Bluto. She's Popeye, and she just ran out of
spinach. You're Bluto and you're going to take her
apart. Now go get her."
Patty didn't say anything, but she nodded slowly to
Trixie before she got up. She walked back to the center
of the mat hulked over and swinging her arms like an
ape. Trixie had finally reached her. She told herself
she was no longer Patty the star wrestler who used her
brains and quickness to overcome opponents. She was now
Patty the brute.
She knew that the only way Gia could win was to keep
playing mental games and using guerrilla tactics to hurt
her body and tire her. It was time for some acting.
She pretended she was still confused and trying to avoid
contact. As they walked around, she waited for Gia to
make her move. When Gia went for her hair again, she was
ready. She moved her head quickly away from Gia's
grasping hands, and she moved her body to meet Gia's and
then put her arms around her.
"It's time to give you some love back, Gia," she said as
she embraced her. "You're a tough girl, so you need some
tough love."
Patty was standing straight up and squeezing Gia to her.
Gia's legs were off the ground and kicking wildly as her
breath was forced from her body and lubricant was oozing
from her anus. One of her kicks pushed Patty's leg
slightly, and it was enough to make it slip on the oily
mat, and she crashed down, but as she did, she made sure
that Gia's body was under hers. Gia screamed as Patty
squashed her like a bug. But Gia was a cockroach, and
she kept on struggling as Patty got on her feet again
and continued to hug her.
Once again, Gia managed to kick enough that Patty fell,
and once again, she fell on top of Gia and knocked the
wind out of her. This time when Patty got up, Gia's
struggles were more subdued. Patty put her down for a
moment and then grabbed Gia's T-shirt at the neck and
gathered a bunch of it in her left hand. Then she lifted
her left arm straight up and pulled Gia into the air by
the T-shirt, which pulled over Gia's breasts and bunched
up under her shoulders.
For a second Gia dangled there, and then Patty started
swinging her back and forth like a pendulum. There were
some gasps in the audience, and one of Gia's friends
shouted, "Oh no!" They were sure Patty was going to work
up momentum and then slam Gia onto the mat.
But that's not what she did. Instead, each time Gia
swung close enough, Patty pulled her right hand back as
far as it would go and then whipped it around as hard as
she could and gave Gia a vicious swat on one of her
buttocks. The first one resulted in a loud scream of
pain. After that Gia tried to hold her teeth together,
but after each loud swat, there was a gasping sob.
After a dozen or so of these, Patty yelled out
"Referee1" and when the ref came closer she held up one
finger, then lowered it below Gia's squirming rear and
lifted it into her crack and right into her anus.
"One," said the referee.
Then Patty lifted two fingers into the air and did the
same thing. The three fingers and the four went into
Gia's vagina. By now Gia had recovered from being
flattened by Patty and was struggling mightily as the
four fingers went in. But she didn't seem to be kicking
or trying to get away.
Patty didn't realize what she was doing until she had
withdrawn the four fingers, and suddenly Gia was free
and running away from her. She had focused on getting
her arms out of her T-shirt.
Now both of them faced each other naked. Patty
remembered that since they were tied at four fingers,
there would be no more whistles and breaks. And the
winner would not only have to fist the other, but also
insert two fingers into the second hole. She thought
about how to do that and then decided to stop thinking,
because the rest of the match would be determined either
by which of them made a mistake or which of them tired
first. Since there was no longer much physical activity
as they circled each other and both of them were well
conditioned athletes, she felt it was going to be a
mistake that would decide the match, and she was going
to be patient and wait for Gia to make it.
Gia must have been thinking the same thing, but she
decided that she couldn't afford to wait so she would
provoke Patty into a mistake. She did that by taking
shots at her. She would make a quick move in one
direction and when Patty reacted, she found a way to
slap her face or her breasts hard or spank her just as
hard. All four of Patty's cheeks and two breasts were
bright red and hurting, but so was Gia's bottom from
when Patty had administered the pendulum spanking.
The painful slaps stung Patty, but she endured them
without making a countermove that could turn into a
mistake. Her main maneuver was moving her head away from
the flying Gia so she couldn't grab her hair again. But
she did anyway.
It looked like she was going for the breasts on one of
her flybys and Patty swung them out of the way, but Gia
was reaching for something else, and it was the thick
bush between Patty's legs. She reached in with both
hands and grasped it and then pulled hard in the
direction she was going.
Patty was unprepared for the excruciating pain in her
sensitive area, and she tried to reach Gia's hands and
follow her at the same time to relieve the pulling. But
her quick move made her slip, and she went down on her
stomach with a splash. There was a thick layer of lube
on the mat by this time, and it splashed when either of
them fell.
Gia's momentum allowed her to pull Patty a short
distance, or rather slide her through the grease. But
she quickly let go of the public hairs when she saw
Patty was down and jumped onto her stomach. This time,
instead of facing her, she was facing Patty's feet while
she bounced hard and tried to knock the wind out of
Patty.
She was causing some damage, but not as much as before,
because Patty was tensing her abs when Gia came down.
She knew she couldn't do this for long, but it allowed
her to think. She lifted her head and saw Gia's rear
spread in front of her, because one of Gia's legs was on
either side of Patty as she rode her stomach like a
bronco rider. How could she get that ass or vagina
closer, Patty thought.
And then Gia did it for her. She moved her body back
toward Patty's head and lifted it up, then dropped right
on Patty's face. Patty had seen this kind of facesitting
when she had watched the Internet videos, and she
thought that it made the sitter vulnerable. She was
trying to figure out how to take advantage of it as Gia
was rubbing her vagina and anus over Patty's face.
Then Patty felt Gia's anus pushing against her mouth.
She tried to keep her lips together, but her nose was
also pushed tight into Gia's hairy crack, and she
couldn't get much air that way.
Finally, she decided to open her mouth quickly to draw
in some air from around Gia's anus, but Gia must have
felt it, it because as soon as she did, Gia farted.
Lubricant spurted into Patty's mouth, and suddenly she
was gagging, coughing, gasping and crying all at once.
She had to start swallowing quickly to keep from
drowning, but Gia kept farting more and more of it out,
and it overflowed Patty's mouth and went up into her
nose and eyes and covered her face.
She finally got her hands on Gia's cheeks and started to
move them, but as she did, she noticed that four of
Gia's fingers were being pushed in and out of Patty's
vagina. The pain from that overcame the disgust of the
lube from Gia's anus. Then she felt something even
worse. Gia had tucked in her thumb behind the four
fingers and was now pushing her bunched-up fingers hard
at the entrance to her vagina. Just as Patty pushed
Gia's rear off her, there was a tremendous burst of pain
and she felt Gia's entire hand enter her.
The invasion made her crazy. Her mind couldn't deal with
it, and she started moving her body around wildly trying
to get this thing out of her body. But Gia had made her
hand into a fist, and though Gia's body was whipped
around by Patty's movements, all it did was wag Gia like
she was Patty's tail and cause more intense pain as
Gia's fist pulled at Patty's insides.
Patty finally stopped reacting and lay still, panting
and quietly sobbing. The feeling she felt was more than
pain. It was humiliation, disgust and anger, too. Gia
had slid away from her when Patty was whipping her body
around, and now Gia's arm was stretched across the mat
from her body into Patty's vagina. She was breathing
heavily from her body being tossed around.
Then Patty felt a slight movement of Gia's outstreched
arm. She realized all Gia needed to do was move close
enough to quickly put two fingers into Patty's anus, and
then it would be over. What could she do? She had to
move quickly. There was only one thing to do, endure
more pain.
She moved away and began pulling Gia with her. She
wasn't trying to shake free now, so it didn't hurt as
much, but every move felt like Gia was going to pull her
vagina inside out. She had to keep moving, but where
could she go? She looked around and saw that Gia was
stretched out on her stomach, far behind her. Her rear
was exposed but was nowhere within reach. But that's my
only chance, thought Patty. I have to get to her ass.
As she moved away from Gia, she began to circle around
behind her, and finally she got close enough to grab
Gia's ankles and pull her closer. She got one finger
into Gia's anus, and Gia screamed, and then two and
three fingers went in.
The fourth wouldn't go in, so Patty used the same
technique as Gia had used on her, pushing the three
fingers in and out of the lubed anus as fast as she
could and then trying to add the fourth. She succeeded
just as she felt two fingers touching her anus. Patty
quickly whipped her rear away and felt the stab of pain
as the fist pulled at her vagina again.
I have to balance, she thought. I need to focus on
getting my fist into Gia, but I can't forget about my
vulnerable anus either. She heard Gia call out to her
friends to get ready. Get ready for what? She looked and
saw four of them come to the edge of the mat, kneel down
and reach their arms out. She must have rehearsed them.
For what?
Then Patty saw her four friends kneeling next to Patty's
friends.
So that's what it's about, she thought. Gia must be
frightened to death of getting fisted. She wants to make
sure I'll be pulled off as soon as she gets her two
fingers into me. Then she heard Gia speak softly.
"Patty, my anus is in incredible pain," she said. "I
know you're in horrible pain, too, but I didn't ask you
to whip me around like that. In a few minutes, I'm going
to get two fingers into you, and it won't hurt you at
all. But then you have to pull those three fingers out
of me. It's in the rules. I told my friends to do
anything, including biting and punching you in the face
to prevent you from getting at me after you lose. From
the way I feel now, I know I'm in danger of tearing and
major internal damage, so don't forget the rules."
"I won't forget," said Patty, "but you're wrong about
the three fingers, because -- there -- I've now got four
fingers into you, and either you're going to give up now
and move so I can put my fist into your vagina or I'm
going to fist your anus, because I'm moving the four
fingers in and out and I'm starting to push. You can
feel it."
As the fourth finger was added, Gia gasped and then
screamed out, "No." Patty was working away at her, but
she realized she was in trouble, because Gia had been
right. Her anus was so small, there was no way Patty was
going to get her hand in. It was stretching a little due
to the four-fingers moving like a piston and opening
slightly, but it wasn't big enough for her whole hand.
What could she do? She couldn't just shove her hand in
now because it might rip Gia apart. But she couldn't
wait either. She told Gia later that was the last thing
she remembered thinking before it happened. Gia suddenly
screamed, "Girls!" and thrust two fingers hard into
Patty's ass. Her friends jumped up and raced toward them
and were there in a second, pulling at Patty.
But in that second, Patty reacted automatically to Gia's
fingers bursting into her. She thrust her cupped hand
with all her strength into Gia's anus, and it burst
through. "No!" screamed Gia, and then she screamed at
her friends, "No, get away, get away, don't pull at
her!" The eight girls knelt before the antagonists and
looked at them.
Gia's face was grimacing wildly, and she was sobbing
uncontrollably. "Don't move, Patty, please," she said.
"You've torn something inside me."
"But there's no blood," said Trixie.
"Shut up, Trixie," said Gia. "No, I'm sorry. I can feel
something torn. I know I'm really hurt badly. Please
call an ambulance. Patty, listen to me. First I'm going
to make my hand as small as possible and slowly pull it
out of your vagina. Then I'm going to get on my hands
and knees because that makes the anus looser.
"Then I want you to make your hand as narrow as possible
and pull out slowly. Don't stop no matter how hard I
scream. I'm sure the pain will be worse than going in
because I'm torn, but don't stop. I don't know what I'm
going to tell the hospital. I'll think of something, but
I want your hand out before they get here."
***
"They told me they had never seen anything like it,"
said Gia the next day when they visited her in her
hospital room. "One doctor said that everything around
my anus was shredded due to overstretching. There was
plenty of blood, not from your fist, Patty, but from the
operation. They had to cut me up in order to put me back
together. I'll be walking funny for six months and
remembering you every time I go to the bathroom for at
least a year."
"I'm so sorry," said Patty. "I can't believe I did that,
because I was just thinking that I couldn't do that.
When you stuck your fingers in me, I don't know what
happened, but it was automatic. Believe me, I didn't
even have time to think about revenge. Please believe
me."
"Of course, I believe you, Patty," said Gia. "I've done
the same thing myself. I get so revved up and into doing
something to an opponent that I do it even though I've
already won the match. Like you said, it's automatic."
"Well, I violated the rules, and I'm not going to
protest," said Patty. "So you win the match, and you can
keep all the money."
"No," said Gia, "the money was all for you from the
beginning, but I wanted you to think it was important to
me. I don't need it, and it was really just to
manipulate you into allowing an audience for the video.
So next year, you don't need to have a roommate, and
most of your tuition loans will be paid when you
graduate. I'm still working on those."
"What are you talking about, Gia," said Patty. "Anyway,
I guess I have to put up with your offensive behavior
now until the end of the year because I lost, but I'm
warning you that you better stay away from my friends
from now on."
"And what are you going to do to me if I don't?" said
Gia and glared at her. Then she burst into laughter. "I
guess I know what you can do to me now. Don't worry. I
won't touch any of your friends. I promise. And I'm not
going to be much of a bother, because I'm going to be
busy."
"Not practicing," said Patty. "One of the assistant
coaches bought a ticket and reported us. What a
hypocrite! Tell me she wasn't there because she wanted
to see the match. The coach called me in today and said
we were kicked off the team."
"Stop crying," said Gia. "I'm the one in the hospital
bed. As soon as they let me out of here, I'm going to
tell the coach how I provoked you into the match, and
I'm sure she'll reduce it to a suspension and you'll
still get a chance to win the regionals. She really
likes me. As for me, I'm out for the season anyway."
***
A month later, Gia walked into the apartment and
announced, "We're rich."
"What are you talking about?" said Patty.
"The video," said Gia. "He loved it."
"What video?" said Patty.
"What do you think?," said Gia. "The video of the match,
of course."
"Wait?" said Patty. "How did--?"
"It took my nerd friend all of 10 minutes to figure out
your password, and then we just copied your files onto a
flash drive," said Gia. "We spent three weeks editing it
and even dubbed in some music. Wait till you see it."
"You didn't sell it to--?
"Of course not, I promised you nobody would see it but
you and me. Well, my friend who's in film school saw it
while she was working on it, but I made her do
everything on my computer. And of course, today I had to
show it. But nobody else but us will ever see it again."
"Who saw it today?"
"This guy who owns dozens of porno websites. He's one of
the biggest in the business and his headquarters are
right near campus. He went wild over it, and he's agreed
to give me all the start-up money I need for my
Unconditonal Humiliation website in exchange for
exclusive licensing and secondary rights. He's going to
use thumbnails and videos from my site all over his
sites.
"He said I needed to tweak it a little more. I told him,
like the competitors need to be wearing sexy bikinis? He
said, yes, stuff like that, but he didn't want to change
much because he's sure the crowd that goes to the other
lesbian wrestling site would soon come to mine, because,
as he put it, 'the humiliation is more organic and
real.' And he said the fisting freaks would also be
buying memberships and there were almost as many of them
as the female wrestling fans.
"I've already got some girls who were on the team last
year lined up, and we're starting to shoot matches next
week. I promised the coach I wouldn't lure anyone off
the team, but once they graduate..."
"I can't believe you," said Patty. "What about college?"
"Did you ever hear of Bill Gates?" said Gia and laughed.
"Are you going to help me with the site?"
"No," said Patty. "It's all yours. I don't want anything
to do with it."
"You'll be sorry," said Gia. "You're throwing away a lot
of money."
"I don't care," said Patty. "I'll earn my money another
way. Right now, all I want to think about is school and
practice and Dwight."
"Yes, I've been meaning to ask," said Gia. "How are
things going with Dwight?"
"He could be the one," said Patty. "I'm trying not to go
too fast, but I really think I've fallen for him. I'm
just hoping he's half as wonderful as he seems to be. Do
you know that he first approached me at that party
because he heard rumors about the match."
"What did you tell him?" said Gia.
"The truth," said Patty. "I wanted to see how he handled
it. A couple of guys have gotten all weird when I did
that, but he just thought it was a great story, although
not as good as the one he heard.
"Yeah," said Gia. "I've heard some wild ones myself. I
didn't think there was any way to embellish what
actually happened, but some people managed to do it.
We're legends on campus."
***
"Honey," said Dwight. "You won't believe the mistake on
the bank statement. Come here."
"What is it?" said Patty.
"Look, they credited us with $50,000, probably from some
other account," said Dwight.
"That's not a mistake," said Patty.
"What do you mean? Where did it come from?"
"I deposited it."
"You what? Where did you get it?"
"It's a long story, Dwight. Remember that wrestling
match with my roommate in college five years ago? She
started up this Unconditional Humiliation website. I
told her that I didn't want any part of it, and she
moved away. But when I graduated, she came back to
campus driving a Maserati and blackmailed me.
"She said that she was going to put the video of our
match on the Internet unless I agreed to her terms. She
said every time she looked at her investments, she was
unhappy because she thought of me and started feeling
guilty, and she wasn't going to let me ruin her life.
"We finally compromised. I opened a mutual fund account,
and she puts 50 per cent of everything she gets, minus
50 per cent of her expenses, into the account every
month. I told her I didn't want to know anything about
it, but they send me monthly reports by email, which I
never open. Sometimes I even forget and think they're
spam. I told her I wouldn't touch it except for
emergencies or maybe if the kids end up going to a
private college.
"At the time, we were engaged, and she made me promise
to not tell you anything until we had been married a few
years to make sure things worked out. I just forgot all
about it until last week.
"I know you'll get a job again soon, honey, but I
figured this was an emergency and this would tide us
over until the end of the year if necessary, so I
arranged a transfer online. Are you angry that I took
the money from that account?"
"No, not at all," said Dwight. "It's your money, and you
can do what you want with it. I'm hoping we can repay it
by next year."
"I don't think we need to do that," said Patty.
"I insist," said Dwight. "You know how I'm always
telling you we have to be very careful with our funds.
We want to repay that as soon as possible so it's there
in case of another emergency."
"OK."
"Do you mind if I ask how much you've got in the
account?"
"Not at all. Just a little over $20 million so far."
END
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