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I did not write the following story. Rather, it is from my private archive of stories which I have downloaded from bbs's, usenet, etc. Let me know if you like it.
I intend to post stories from my archive periodically on this usenet group. If you have missed a story, send me an email through anon.penet.fi and I can repost the story.
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Computer Wrestling
Alan crushed Mark's head between his thighs. It was clear that Mark was finished.
"That's it! Crush him to death, kill him!" screamed Amanda.
"Great! Don't stop until he turns blue. We want to see you kill him," added Anne.
Mark, now defeated, his head crushed between Alan's thighs, began to panic at the girls' shouts as he felt Alan's thighs tighten around his head. He couldn't breathe. He felt himself slipping into unconsciousness. Anne's and Amanda's cries for his death were too much. He knew he was helpless and that Alan could easily kill him if he wanted to. As his fear mushroomed out of control, so did his excitement.
"Well done, Alan! You won, well done!" said Anne and Amanda.
Alan got up and released Mark's limp and unconscious body.
When Mark came round, he saw Anne and Amanda sitting, talking to each other. Alan was sitting slumped on the sofa. He looked knackered. Mark felt terrible himself. He felt weak and drained.
"You were right. These computer games are good," said Anne.
"Yes, I knew you would enjoy the," said Amanda. "Watching two men battling each other and seeing one lose like Mark lost is really a treat."
"There is one man I would like to take on in such a game," stated Anne.
"Oh, who's that?" asked Amanda.
"My older brother, Nick," she replied.
"Why him?"
"He used to bully me, and we have always been rivals," answered Anne. "He thinks that women are too frail and weak to wrestle or fight. He's a real chauvinist."
"Oh he does. And is he?"" remarked Amanda. "Well, we will, or precisely you, will have to show him differently, won't you?"
"Mark, we want you to write a new program. One for a grudge match between a man and a woman," stated Amanda.
"Yes, I can do that," answered Mark.
"It should be different. Each player should be able to decide certain special holds or blows," suggested Anne. "So the program should have some prepared blows and holds, and have some decided by the fighters."
"Yes, I think I can manage that," said Mark.
"Good! Do so, and soon!" said Amanda.
Mark wrote the program and had it working by Monday night. He phoned and told Amanda so. She thanked him and told him she would phone him when the arrangements were made. Amanda then phoned Anne and told her the good news. Anne phoned back the next day and said that the match was on for Saturday night.
Mark was at home Wednesday night when the phone rang. It was Amanda. "Hi, Mark, it's Amanda. The fight is set for Saturday."
"Great, I can't wait."
"Well, you could come round tonight. Anne's here and we want to discuss details."
"OK. I'll be about half an hour," replied Mark.
When Mark arrived at Amanda's house, she answered the door. She was wearing only her bra and knickers. She was sweating and panting. "Come in."
Mark was not surprised when he entered the house to see that Anne was similar to Amanda.
"Anne and I have been wrestling and fancied a change. Namely you. We want to wrestle you and beat you," she said.
Mark couldn't believe his luck. What a dream come true. "You want me to wrestle both of you at the same time, two on one?" asked Mark.
"Yes, that's exactly what we want," replied Amanda.
"Great, like a lamb to the slaughter. Get your clothes off!" said Anne.
Mark stripped down to a pair of green and white striped underpants. He stood facing the women, who intended to and would give him a right good thrashing.
"We both really enjoyed watching you lose and get a good beating," said Amanda.
"Yes, it excited us. It was a real turn-on!" said Anne. "The way you lost, the punishment you took, and how it made you come, was so stimulating. You just can't believe how much we were turned on."
"Yes, we have given Alan some good pastings, but you look like you can take a lot more," added Amanda. "The harder we are, the more you will like it, I bet. Anyway, that's how you are going to get it."
"You will like it. Look, your cock's hardening already!" said Anne, pointing at Mark's briefs.
"Good! Let's get started," said Amanda.
Mark crouched ready, arms held out in a defensive posture. Anne and Amanda circled him like hungry wolves circling a sheep. Amanda attacked, arms held up in front of her. Mark engaged her, raising his own arms to counter hers.
As Mark's and Amanda's hands locked together, Mark realized his mistake. He had left his belly exposed. Anne drove her fist hard into his stomach. Mark doubled up, dropping to his knees. Anne landed a hard chop to the back of his neck, and Mark was on his face.
Amanda kicked Mark in the ribs, forcing him to roll over onto his back. Amanda then took hold of his arms and sat down, placing her feet on his shoulders. She had him in a painful reverse pin / arm stretch, and she applied the pressure without mercy.
Mark cried out in pain as Amanda stretched his arms and shoulders. He wondered if Amanda would stop or just pull his arms out of their sockets. Unfortunately, he had other things to worry about.
Anne took hold of Mark's thighs and pulled them apart. She then knelt down between them. Anne used her knees to force Mark's thighs apart. Female legs versus male legs. Mark tried to resist, but failed. he screamed as Anne forced his thighs wider and wider apart.
Anne took great pleasure in forcing Mark's thighs apart, his male thighs beaten by her female thighs. She forced them wide, unnaturally wide for a man. However she wasn't satisfied until she had him in the full split and squealing loudly.
"Our own, bendy male doll. How I love it!" said Anne.
Mark was now sweating from the intense pain in his four limbs. Anne looked down into Mark's face. "Enjoying it, are we?" she asked. The answer was an obvious YES. Mark's cock was standing to attention in his underpants.
Anne smiled at Mark and then sank the point of her right elbow into his stomach. Stretched as he was, Mark's stomach was open and defenseless. Also he did not have the luxury of doubling up to ease the pain in his stomach. He screamed breathlessly. Anne only drove her left elbow into the self-same spot.
Mark's insides felt like they were on fire. Anne punched Mark hard to his solar plexus, and his taut body relaxed. She then rained lefts and rights to his face. Mark's head was knocked left and right as Anne's fists slammed into his head. When Anne ceased, blood was trickling from his nose and mouth.
Anne's sharp-nailed fingers took hold of Mark's nipples, making him scream as she clawed, twisted and tweaked them. Anne looked into Mark's face. "What shall I sink my nails into next?" she asked.
She began to run her finger down Mark's chest towards his groin. Mark shook his head, his eyes pleading. Anne's hands continued on, her face smiling cruelly. As her hands closed over his cock, it exploded.
"Don't worry. You will have many more of those before we have finished with you!"
Anne and Amanda released Mark's body, then waited for him to recover and get up so that they could continue. After a few minutes, Mark climbed wearily to his feet. Amanda and Anne were on him instantly. Amanda, on his left, quickly put his left arm into a painful hammerlock.
Mark didn't stand a chance in his weakened condition. He tried to grapple with Anne, but she easily overcame him. Anne grabbed his right arm and pulled it up behind his back in a hammerlock as well.
Mark was trapped. He had Anne and Amanda either side of him, holding him in a double hammerlock.
"Got you again, big boy! You're not very good, are you?" said Anne. With that she slammed her knee into his right thigh. "How do you like the dead leg, Mark?" asked Anne.
"Oh, he loves it!" said Amanda, kneeing him in the left thigh.
Mark groaned in agony as Anne and Amanda repeatedly dead-legged him in each thigh. After about a dozen, his legs were so numb they couldn't hold him, and he sank down. He screamed as his full body weight went onto his hammerlocked arms. His screams doubled as Anne and Amanda dragged him up by his arms. "Can't stand on his own two feet, can he?" mocked Amanda.
To Mark's relief Anne and Amanda released him from the double hammerlock. Unfortunately, it proved short lived. They now held his arms at his side. They pushed forward, so that he half bent over. Amanda and Anne then started to knee him in the short ribs. Half a dozen either side took their toll of his strength and stamina. He dropped to his knees again, unable to stand. Immediately Anne and Amanda's elbows began to rain down on his back. The wicked, painful blows drove him to the floor, where he lay unable to rise.
Anne and Amanda each took hold of one of his ankles. They sat down on either side of his legs, and then bent his legs toward his head. Mark now had the calves of his legs pressed against his thighs. Anne and Amanda began to press down on his legs.
Mark screamed in agony. "Ahh! Please, you're breaking my legs!" he shouted.
"That's the point of it, big boy. We are only playing with a bendy toy!" Anne said, as they pressed down even harder on his already aching legs.
Mark was rolled onto his back, where he lay gasping in agony, his body wringing wet with sweat. "Look! Mark's got excited again," said Anne, pointing to his swelling briefs.
"Oh goody! We can make him come again. These dolls are so life-like these days," said Amanda. Both women laughed aloud.
"A bit of face squatting next, I think. Yes, it's you turn to make him come this time," said Anne.
"Oh, great!" said Amanda excitedly, climbing on top of him.
Mark could only like and watch. He shook his head and begged for mercy as Amanda's crotch grew larger and larger as it neared his head. It soon blocked out all light as it engulfed his head.
Mark was now trapped. Amanda's smothering crotch cut out all light and stopped him from breathing. Panicking, he thrashed about in a futile attempt to escape. Amanda easily rode out his weak attack. All Mark achieved was to waste what little energy he had left.
Mark could only lie there and suffer. He couldn't breathe, and he wondered how long it would be before he passed out. Amanda waited until Mark's body was a limp as a rag doll's before she released her hold slightly. Mark gasped in a few precious breaths before Amanda forced her crotch hard back into his face.
Amanda repeated this move twice more, driving Mark to the brink of unconsciousness and then relenting slightly. She then said, "Third time lucky, Mark. Just like the drowning man going down for the third and last time. It's now your third and last time, big boy. Time to say goodnight," she said, mocking the hapless terrified male totally at her mercy. Amanda climbed off Mark and waited with Anne for him to recover.
"That's one a piece. Let's make the next one a joint effort," stated Anne.
Fifteen minutes later Mark was on his feet. He was not in any shape to carry on. However, that didn't matter to Anne and Amanda. They just turned on him without mercy.
Anne and Amanda grabbed hold of Mark. He did not have the energy or will to resist. They easily grappled him to the floor.
"Double scissor hold. Let's both put the squeeze on him," suggested Anne.
"Great idea. You take the head, I'll do the waist," said Amanda.
Anne clamped her thighs around Mark's head, trapping it between them. She then began to crush his head with her thighs.
"No! Please don't! Please, I beg you! No! Don't!" pleaded Mark.
His protests were cut off when Amanda applied a scissor hold to his waist and began to crush it. Amanda was crushing his vitals, robbing him of his breath and voice.
"I bet you can't crush him as hard as I can," challenged Amanda.
"You're on!" replied Anne.
Ann and Amanda felt Mark's body tense. It shuddered and went limp. They knew that had finished him, and it would be a long time before he regained consciousness.
By the time Mark came around, Anne and Amanda had showered and changed. They sat fully dressed, waiting for him to recover. When Mark came around, he groaned and gasped in agony as his senses returned. He had never felt so weak or spent. His whole body ached, and all his muscles were stiff.
He climbed to his feet and sat down with Anne and Amanda. He then saw that he was still in his underpants while they were fully dressed.
"I lost, then?" he asked.
"Yes, in a bad way," replied Amanda.
"We beat you so bad and you enjoyed it so much we made you pass out twice," said Anne.
Mark, red-faced with embarrassment, dressed quickly and left. As he left, Amanda shouted, "Don't forget the new program for Saturday night."
"I won't," he replied, shutting the door. I wouldn't dare, he thought driving home.
When Mark arrived on Saturday night, Anne and her brother Nick were already there. Nick was a good looking, well built, able man. After the introductions, Mark set up his computer and switched it on. He selected "M v W - GM" which stood for Man vs. Woman Grudge Match.
Mark explained that, in this program, there were a total of thirty blows/holds per player. Twenty were already programmed in. Each player had to type in the ten remaining holds for their opponents. The special blows/holds for males were printed in orange text, those for females in light green text.
COMPUTER-AIDED WRESTLING ENDURANCE MATCH - MAN V WOMAN GRUDGE MATCH
PLAYER ONE ENTER NAME PLEASE...
Nick typed in "Nick" and pressed .
PLAYER ONE PLEASE ENTER SEX TYPE 4 FOR MALE 5 FOR FEMALE...
Nick entered "4."
PLAYER TWO ENTER NAME PLEASE...
Anne entered "Anne" and pressed .
PLAYER TWO PLEASE ENTER SEX TYPE 4 FOR MALE 5 FOR FEMALE...
Anne entered "5."
PLAYER ONE PLEASE STRIP TO YOUR UNDERPANTS.
PLAYER TWO PLEASE STRIP TO YOUR BRA AND PANTIES.
Anne stripped to a white bra and pair of briefs. She looked powerful and strong. Her olive-colored skin stood out against the white of her underwear. Nick stripped to a pair of yellow bikini briefs. He had a slim muscular body. He looked fit, able and confident. His blonde hair and yellow briefs complimented his olive skin, only emphasizing his good looks.
INPUT NUMBER OF MALE HOLDS/BLOWS...
Nick typed "10."
INPUT HOLD/BLOW...
Nick input his special ten blows for Anne while the others looked away.
Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. PUT HER IN A BOSTON CRAB...
"A special!" said Amanda, as it appeared in green text.
Anne lay on her stomach while Nick applied the painful Boston crab. He really laid on the pressure, drawing grunts from his sister. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. GIVE HIM A FULL NELSON...
Anne put Nick in a full nelson. She linked her fingers together and pressed her arms apart, crushing Nick's shoulders as hard as she could. It was now her brother's turn to grunt in pain. Once again Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. SLAP HER BREASTS...
"Another special!" said Amanda. Anne gasped in pain as Nick slapped her sensitive breasts, leaving red hand marks on her olive skin. Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. SLAP HER BREASTS...
Nick took great delight in slapping Anne's breasts for a second time, drawing cries of pain from her. The red hand marks were getting larger.
ANNE WON. KNEE HIM IN THE GROIN...
"A special!" shouted Amanda. Anne smiled at her brother as she drove her knee hard into his groin. Nick screamed and doubled up as Anne's bony knee slammed into his groin. "Pay-back time, now we will see who can take it!" said Amanda, as she pressed .
NICK WON. ELBOW DROP HER TO THE BELLY...
Nick moved stiffly. He was still in pain, but he executed the elbow drop to perfection. Anne now writhed about as the wind was driven out of her. Amanda pressed continue.
ANNE WON. SIT ON HIS BACK AND PULL HIS NECK BACK...
Nick lay down on his stomach and Anne sat on his shoulders. She then took hold of his chin with her hands and began to pull his neck back. Nick grimaced as Anne performed the painful camel clutch on him. Amanda was happy that Nick was on the receiving end and pressed .
NICK WON. FOREARM SMASH HER STOMACH TWICE...
Nick smiled as his forearm slammed into Anne's stomach, winding her. He liked beating and injuring his sister. He had always liked humiliating her. "I'll make you pay for my aching balls," he thought, as his forearm hit again. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. GIVE HIM A BACK ARM LEVER...
Nick knelt down with Anne standing behind him. She took hold of his hands and placed her foot at the base of his spine. Anne then pushed with her foot and pulled on Nick's arms, pressing his spine into his vital organs. Nicked cried out in agony as Anne executed the painful back arm lever. "That's it - break his spine!" shouted Amanda as she pressed .
NICK WON. ELBOW HER BREASTS...
Nick still felt sick from his back arm lever. However, that didn't stop him from getting his revenge. He drove his elbow into each of Anne's already tender breasts. She gasped and cupped her injured breasts in her hands. "What, no shouts of encouragement?" asked Nick. Amanda did not reply; she just pressed .
ANNE WON. KNEE HIM IN THE CHEST TWICE...
Nick grimaced in agony as his sister's bony knees sank deep into his chest twice. "What, no smart remarks?" asked Amanda. Nick just glared at Amanda as she pressed .
NICK WON. PUT HER IN A REVERSE PIN...
Anne lay on her back. Nick sat down behind her head. He placed his feet on Anne's shoulders and took hold of her hands. Nick then pulled and pushed at the same time, stretching Anne's arms and shoulders painfully. "I've got you again, Sis. I really like this game, he said to Anne. "This is a painful hold, isn't it?" he asked. To emphasize the point he pushed and pulled harder, drawing groans of pain from his sister. Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. DEAD-LEG EACH OF HER THIGHS TWICE...
Nick took pleasure in sinking his knee into Anne's right thigh. There was a dull thud as Nick's knee connected with Anne's thighs. Anne's leg trembled slightly. Nick smiled and sank his knee into the same spot. Anne's leg trembled even more. "Now the left thigh," said Nick as he kneed her twice. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. GIVE HIM AN ARM STRETCH ON EACH ARM...
Nick lay down on the floor. Anne took hold of Nick's right arm. She placed her foot into his underarm, and then began to push and pull at the same time while bending Nick's wrist back. "Arggghhhh - my arm! Ouch - my wrist!" gasped Nick, as Anne really worked on his arm. "Now for the left," stated Anne. Nick groaned as Anne worked on his left arm. "That's more like it, Anne," said Amanda as she pressed .
NICK WON. STOMP HER SPREAD-EAGLED BODY...
"A special," said Nick with a leer. Anne lay outstretched on the floor, while Nick walked around her, stomping down on Anne's body. Nick was careful to ensure that he stomped every part of Anne's body. When Anne gasped in pain, he asked, "Sure you're up to it, Sis?" "Any day," replied Anne through clenched teeth. Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. PUT HER HEAD IN A SCISSOR HOLD...
Nick smiled as he clamped his thighs around Anne's head. Anne found her head crushed into her brother's smothering crotch, making it impossible to breathe. Nick waited until he felt Anne's body begin to relax. He then released her head. Anne gulped in lungs full of air, gasping for breath. "Really sure?" he asked Anne. "Quite," gasped Anne in return. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. PUNCH HIM IN THE KIDNEYS...
Anne punched Nick hard in the kidneys. Her fist sank deep into his flesh. Nick grimaced in pain and held his back. "Give him as good as you've got," said Amanda in encouragement. "Sure you're up to it?" asked Anne. Nick merely nodded in reply. Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. SLAP HER FACE THREE TIMES...
"Another special, I believe," stated Nick. He stood in front of Anne and raised his hand. SMACK. His hand connected with Anne's right cheek, leaving a red mark. SMACK. His hand slapped her left cheek, leaving a red hand mark. SMACK, as his hand struck her right cheek again. Tears brimmed up in Anne's eyes at the shock and she panted heavily. "You look really healthy with such rosy red cheeks!" said Nick mockingly. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. KNEE HIM IN THE RIGHT SHORT RIB...
"Don't concern yourself with my health. It's your health you should worry about," said Anne. "My ooof!" gasped Nick as Anne's knee connected with his rib area, cutting off his retort. He just glared at Anne. Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. KNEE HER IN THE LEFT SHORT RIB...
"You know, Sis, I just can't help being concerned," stated Nick, as his knee hammered into Anne's left rib area. Anne did not reply. She just held her ribs to ease the pain. Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. ELBOW DROP HER TO THE BELLY...
Nick elbow dropped Anne to the stomach. Anne doubled up, winded, the breath driven out of her by the point of Nick's elbow. "Remember, you wanted to play this game. You are causing your own suffering," said Nick.
"Don't worry, she's up to it. Are you?" said Amanda, as she pressed .
ANNE WON. KNEE HIM IN THE CHEST TWICE...
Anne smiled as she slammed her knee twice into Nick's upper torso, drawing two grunts from him. "See what I mean" said Amanda as she pressed . Nick turned around and glared daggers at her.
NICK WON. KNEE HER IN THE RIGHT SHORT RIB...
Nick's knee sank into Anne's right rib area, making her stoop and hold her side in pain. "That should even things up, sis. Now both your ribs ache," he said. "I always like playing to a crowd," he said, smiling at Amanda. She smiled back and pressed .
NICK WON. SQUASH AND TWIST HER BREASTS...
"A special, and what a special!" stated Nick. "I know I'm going to enjoy this," he said. Nick's hands closed over Anne's breasts. He began to crush them with his fingers. He then began to twist them left and right. Nick then began to pinch and twist Anne's nipples. Anne started to grimace. However she was soon squealing in agony as Nick's hands cruelly assailed her breasts. "No comments?" asked Nick.
"No," replied Amanda, as she pressed .
ANNE WON. SLAP HIS FACE TEN TIMES...
"Well, it's a special," said Amanda. "Where do you want me?" asked Nick.
"Lying on your back," said Anne. Nick lay down on his back. Anne knelt astride his waist and looked down into his eyes.
She swung her right hand. SMACK, as it connected with Nick's left cheek. SMACK her left hand connected with his right cheek. SMACK, WHACK, as four more full blooded slaps landed to each of Nick's cheeks.
Nick's cheeks glowed bright red and looked very sore. A tear ran from his right eye. "How healthy you look, Nick. Bright, rosy cheeks," said Anne as she chided her brother. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. SLAP HIS FACE TEN TIMES...
As Nick moved to get up, Anne looked at the screen. "Looks like we stay as we are," said Anne. Nick sighed and lay back down. Anne smiled down into her brother's face. "Ready?" she asked. He nodded in reply.
Anne took great pleasure in delivering another ten slaps to Nick's already sore face. Each full blooded slap knocked Nick's head left, then right, producing a large CRACK as hand hit cheek. By the time Anne had finished, Nick's cheeks were so red that they looked like they would explode. Tears poured down his cheeks. Blood seeped from the corner of Nick's mouth and nose.
"First blood to Anne. Hurrah!" shouted Amanda as she pressed .
ANNE WON. ELBOW HIM BETWEEN THE SHOULDER BLADES...
Nick rolled onto his back and propped himself up on his elbows. Anne drove the point of her elbow between his shoulder blades. "Argh!" groaned Nick as his back stiffened in pain.
"Sure you're up to it?" asked Anne.
"I'm up to it," replied Nick. Amanda, smiling, pressed .
ANNE WON. ELBOW HIM BETWEEN THE SHOULDER BLADES...
"I'm going to enjoy this," said Anne, sinking her elbow into the same point between Nick's shoulders.
"Ugh!" groaned Nick and dropped to the floor under the force of the blow.
"Not so good on the receiving end, it it?" jeered Amanda as she pressed .
NICK WON. SLAP HER BREASTS...
"Good, a special!" said Nick, climbing stiffly to his feet. "My turn, now, I think," he said, as his right hand slapped first Anne's right then left breast. Anne's face mirrored the pain in her breasts. "What, no similes, Anne?" asked Nick, smiling. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. STOMP HIS SPREAD-EAGLED BODY...
"My special, I think, this time. On your back," she ordered. Nick lay down on his back and spread out his arms and legs. "Argh, oof, gasp, ouch, Christ!" protested Nick, as Anne expertly stomped down hard on every part of his body.
"That's it, stomp him into the floor!" said Amanda and pressed .
ANNE WON. STOMP HIS SPREAD-EAGLED BODY...
"Ditto, bro!" said Anne, as Nick went to get up. "Stay where you are. Same again, another special," she ordered. Nick sighed in resignation and lay back down on the floor. The room was full of the dull thuds of Anne's feet connecting with Nick's body and his gasps of pain in return.
"I just love a stomping, a double stomping no less," said Amanda as she pressed .
ANNE WON. PUT HIS WAIST IN A SCISSOR HOLD...
"Crush him to death! Crush him like a toothpaste tube!" shouted Amanda in encouragement, as Anne clamped her thighs around her brother's waist and began to crush it between them. Anne just continued to squeeze harder and harder, with her thighs crushing Nick's waist more and more. Nick writhed about in agony, as Anne's thighs crushed his vital organs.
"Ahh God, please! Oh, shit!" gasped Nick, as Anne continued to torture him. Finally Nick's body hung limply between Anne's thighs, and she released his waist.
"Got him on the run, now, Anne" said Amanda, as she pressed continue.
NICK WON. ELBOW DROP HER BREASTS...
"Thank God," said Nick. "My special, I think," he added. Anne swapped places with Nick. She now lay on her back. Nick elbow dropped down onto Anne's right breast, sinking the point of his elbow deep into her sensitive tissue. She screamed out in protest, as fiery agony erupted in her right breast. She screamed again as Nick expertly elbow dropped her left breast. Amanda, with a contented look on her face, pressed .
NICK WON. KNEE HER IN THE CROTCH...
"Here's the payback for my groin," said Nick, as he kneed Anne full in the crotch. She squealed and doubled up, dropping to the floor, where she writhed about in agony. Amanda, now clearly worried, pressed .
ANN WON. PUNCH HIM IN THE GROIN...
"Raise you one punch," said Anne, as her fist sank deep into Nick's groin. It was his turn in agony. He now writhed about on the floor clutching his injured groin.
"Way to go! Give it hard and low!" said Amanda, as she pressed .
ANN WON. FOREARM SMASH HIS STOMACH TWICE...
Anne slammed her forearm into Nick's stomach. "Oof!" he gasped, and then he groaned "aargh!" as Anne's second forearm connected to his stomach. He rolled about winded, clutching his stomach fighting for his breath. Amanda pressed .
NICK WON. SPREAD HER THIGHS PAINFULLY WIDE...
As Nick recovered his composure, he climbed painfully to his feet. Anne lay down on her back. Nick picked up Anne's legs and spread them wide apart, stretching her groin. He then spread them ever wider. Anne cried out and clutched her groin in an attempt to ease the pain. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. SIT ON HIS BACK AND PULL HIS NECK BACK...
Nick dropped face-down on the floor. Anne sat on his shoulders and took hold of his neck below the chin. She then began to pull it back toward her. Nick groaned as Anne executed the camel clutch. "Ahh! You're tearing my head off!" he complained.
"That's the point, isn't it?" said Amanda as she pressed .
NICK WON. STOMP HER SPREAD-EAGLED BODY...
"The floor, if you please," said Nick in mock politeness. Anne lay down on her back and spread out her arms and legs. Nick walked around Anne, stomping down onto her open and defenseless body. "Remember, I owe you this," said Nick. He didn't stop until he was satisfied that he had given Anne a good pasting. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. SQUASH AND TWIST HIS GENITALS...
"On your back on the floor, please," ordered Anne. "Raise your arms," she asked. Anne took hold of Nick's arms. She then stood over his head and sat down on his face. As she lowered herself, Nick's arms were trapped between Anne's thighs and calves. Nick was now held in the ultimate female- dominant position over the male. Anne's crotch was pressed into Nick's face with his arms trapped. Her hands were free while his groin was open and undefended.
Anne's hand closed over Nick's groin, and she closed her hand. His body went stiff and he arched his back. "Whoa! Easy, boy! It's only the start," said Anne. She removed her hand and Nick's body relaxed. Anne's hand entered Nick's underpants. Her hands closed around his genitals and she began to squeeze hard. Nick bucked and writhed in agony and he squealed in pain. However the sound was muffled by Anne's smothering crotch.
"Now you've really got him. Make him pay! Make him pay!" shouted Amanda, as she pressed .
ANNE WON. PUT HIM IN A BOSTON CRAB...
Nick was still hunched up on the floor, clutching his injured manhood. Anne grabbed hold of him and rolled him onto his back. She then stepped across his waist and grabbed hold of his legs. Anne pulled Nick's legs back up towards his head. She now had him in the painful Boston crab.
"Ahh, Christ! You're breaking my back!" pleaded Nick.
"Oh, dear, aren't you up to it?" asked Anne. "I'm surprised you have the time to concentrate on your back!" said Anne, laughing as she pulled on Nick's legs harder. Nick screamed again. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. PUT HIM IN A DOUBLEHAMMER LOCK...
Nick lay panting and groaning, face down on the floor. Anne knelt down on his back and, taking hold of both his arms, forced them behind and up his back. She now had Nick in the painful double hammerlock. Anne pushed Nick's arms higher up his back and stopped just short of the breaking point. Nick was squealing in pain, begging for release. "When I'm ready," answered Anne. Anne waited until she was content that Nick's arms had taken enough punishment to weaken them sufficiently. Anne released Nick's arms, and he groaned loudly. Amanda, now excited, pressed .
NICK WON. ELBOW HER BETWEEN THE SHOULDER BLADES...
Anne waited for Nick to recover and climb to his feet. "Sure you're up to it, bro?" asked Anne smiling. Nick nodded his reply. Nick drove the point of his elbow between Anne's shoulder blades. Anne gasped, and although it hurt, it was clear that Nick was now weaker and had lost most of his strength. Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. GIVE HIM A DOUBLE HAMMERLOCK...
"Kneel!" ordered Anne. Nick knelt down as ordered. Anne stood behind him and pulled both his arms up his back into a double hammerlock. "Arrgh! My arms! God, please, my arms! You're going to break them!" cried Nick. Anne's only response was to push Nick's arms higher. Nick screamed louder.
Anne decided to keep the hold on even longer this time, to really punish her brother's arms. Nick was groaning in pain with his face pressed into the carpet. Anne was pushing Nick down while tugging his arms up. "You can't take much more, brother. It's only a matter of time!" said Anne. She then released Nick's arms, and Amanda pressed .
ANNE WON. FOREARM SMASH HIS CHEST TWICE...
As Nick tried to rub some feeling back into his arms, Anne slammed her forearm into his upper torso. "Aargh!" groaned Nick as the first blow connected, "Ugh!" as the second one hit. Both wrestlers were now sweating from their exertions and the pain they were suffering.
"Break him. When you're finished, I'll have his body," said Amanda as she pressed .
ANNE WON. ELBOW HIM IN THE SOLAR PLEXUS...
Nick emitted a little gasp as Anne drove her elbow hard into his solar plexus. His body went limp and he flopped lifeless to the floor. "That's it. You've got him now. Now finish him properly!" shouted Amanda. She pressed .
ANNE WON. SQUASH AND TWIST HIS TESTICLES...
Nick was conscious, however he had not yet recovered from Anne's cruel elbow to his solar plexus. His muscles would not obey him. He just lay there staring at Anne helplessly. It was easy for her to take hold of Nick's arms and sit down on his face, pressing her groin into his face while trapping his arms with her legs. She now had Nick totally helpless and totally at her mercy. His groin was open and totally defenseless. She could do her worst as she saw fit.
She waited for Nick to recover control of his limbs. When she felt him move, her hands entered his briefs. Nick's body began to writhe in agony as Anne's hand did its worst to his male flesh. He screamed aloud, but his voice was once again muffled by Anne's crotch pressed into his head.
"Crush 'em and rip 'em off!" shouted Amanda.
Anne continued her devilish work until she was satisfied that she had totally beaten her brother. Anne climbed off Nick, and he immediately doubled up, clutching his groin. "Ready to concede defeat?" asked Anne.
"Yes," gasped Nick in reply.
"Hurrah! Another male bites the dust! shouted Amanda, as she pressed .
Nick lay exhausted and totally beaten on the floor, his body dripping with sweat. "All yours, I believe," said Anne, inviting Amanda.
"Oh, yes," answered Amanda eagerly. She advanced on Nick, who lay helpless on the floor.
"Give him the works, then drain him of his last remaining piece of male dignity," said Anne.
"Don't worry! I will," replied Amanda.
"When I get my breath back, I'm going to deal with Mark. I can't wait to get my hands on his body and play with it!" said Anne.
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