"THROWN TO THE WOLVES" by Traci

Jackie and Emily shared a giggle as they high-fived each other and posed dramatically in the mirror.

"Team Tushie!" they yelled, finding their new name irresistable. Indeed, their outfits, two piece light blue with tiny panties that had ruffled skirts around the waist, and midriff tanktops, did showcase their behinds beautifully, and both girls were proud of that particular part of their anatomy.

Joining the local Women's Underground Wrestling Club had been Terri's idea. The shapely 5'4 inch 29 year old was always the adventurous type, and she had coaxed her best friend into doing it for the fun, and hopefully, the $10,000 Championship purse for the tag-team champs.

"C'mon," she had chided Emily, "we're in the gym every day, we're in good shape!"

Emily, 5'8 and slender, with long, black hair and two years Jackie's senior, finally agreed. Besides, it was a chance for the girls to have some fun and show off their bodies in the ring. How bad could it be?

They had looked over the rules and decided it was safe enough: No biting. No eye gouging or scratching. No closed fist punches to the face. No nudity (though sexy outfits were encouraged, and they had definitely hit the mark there). Team wins by submission from either wrestler.

They hugged, finished putting on their makeup and drove to the match with their hastily-hired "manager" and close friend from the office, Heather. "You girls sure you want to do this, right? I mean, your opponents are the champs of this whole deal. I mean, they have beaten experienced teams, and you girls are new. If it weren't for that special clause in the tournament setup that says newcomers can challenge immediately for the belt, you wouldn't be fighting them. You don't have to, you know."

"Sure," Jackie said excitedly, "how else can WE become the champs?" True, but most tag teams got their experience fighting the lesser girls first before challenging. This special rule allowed only brand newcomers to challenge if it is their first match only. If they win, they get three more matches with the champs to challenge for a 3 out of 4 all-out win. If they lose, they go to the bottom of the totem pole and have to fight their way up the ranks to challenge again.

At 1pm, Emily and Jackie entered the ring. The place was packed, and the ring was small, brightly lit so that the crowd, though they were felt, was almost invisible. Their opponents were two younger girls about 25 or 26, called the "Maulin' Mamas," decked out in black and gold striped bikinis. One of them, Marlene, was big, not fat, and well built. Jackie figured her to be at least Emily's height but twenty or thirty pounds heavier. Her hair was dark and wavy, and she had big breasts that were barely contained in the black and gold top. Wendy, her partner, was a tall blonde with a killer body and penetrating green eyes. She could have graced the centerfold pages of Penthouse.

She held the Championship belt aloft, and the crowd roared, then she unhooked it and gave it to their manager, Gina. They looked cool and confident as they chatted with the tall, older woman with salt and pepper hair. Gina Spanetti had become somewhat of a legend at the private club, having brought the former retired champs to their triumph, and now, these girls, holders of the Championship belt that Emily and Jackie were trying to steal. Gina had been quite a wrestler herself, so the legend went.

The referee, a black girl with a striped t-shirt and black shorts, looked at her watch, then nodded at someone sitting at a ringside desk.

The bell rang, and Jackie trotted out to meet Marlene, giving up at least four inches in height. She quickly got ahold of the bigger girls' right arm and twisted, and when Marlene went to grab Jackie's hair she pounded on the big girl's shoulder, causing her to wince. Jackie started to force Marlene downward, but the stronger girl rushed her, closing the distance between them and pinning her against the ropes. They were tied up now, with Jackie still clutching Marlene's arm. Marlene then leapt up, scissoring the shorter girl around the waist with her powerful thighs, and fell backward, bringing them both to the canvas with a thud. Marlene squeezed hard, and Jackie yelped, fighting for breath, and finally gave up Marlene's arm. The big girl quickly shifted position and was squeezing from the front now, her massive breasts smothering Jackie's face.

"Mmmmph!!!" Jackie moaned as Marlene reached back, grabbed her legs, and pushed them skyward. Marlene glanced up in time to see the referee cautioning her partner, Wendy, not to climb in the ring. The mean girl used that distraction to reach down and send a vicious punch into Jackie's open crotch. Jackie shrieked in pain and Marlene quickly released her, standing up with a handful of Jackie's brown hair in her fist. Jackie was frowning in agony, one hand at her pussy, the other on Marlene's fist, trying to pull it off her hair.

Marlene used the other hand to backslap Jackie in the face, snapping the little woman's head to the side.

"Ughh!!" Jackie croaked, her face humming with pain. Marlene slapped her again, sending her face in the opposite direction, and then lifted the stunned girl up to a standing position. Before Jackie could react, big Marlene reached between her legs, gripping her butt with a large hand and lifted her up in the air. She brought Jackie down onto her bent knee, back first, laying her out across her lap like a limp dishrag. Marlene pushed against Jackie's blue-clad mound with one hand, and on her chin with the other in a painful backbreaker. Jackie wailed in agony before Marlene shoved her away, and Jackie rolled onto the canvas. She had just enough sense to keep rolling, and to Marlene's surprise, Jackie rolled rapidly to the corner and stuck out her hand. Emily made the tag and jumped eagerly into the ring as Jackie slowly eased herself through the ropes.

Marlene stood just in time for Emily to come blazing at her, hands flying to try and slap her. Marlene blocked two of the blows and the third caught her jaw. This enraged the big young woman, who stunned Emily with a punch to the tit. Emily howled and clutched her breast and Marlene slugged her in the stomach immediately afterward. Emily, now doubled over, was gripped by the neck and sent careening into the Maulin' Mamas' corner.

Marlene grabbed Emily's light blue bikini bottom by the back waistband, yanking it up into her crotch and kept her in the corner while tagging with Wendy. Emily wiggled to get free but Marlene had her by the back of the panties and by the hair, craning her neck back, as Wendy slid through the ropes and stood in front of her with a savage smile. The beautiful blonde slapped Emily viciously, then gripped her breasts through the tank top, crushing them with long, slender fingers. Emily shrieked, and Wendy brought her knee up into Emily's tender crotch like a lightning bolt. Emily crumpled to her knees in between her two opponents, her face twisted in pain.

The ref cautioned that the tag team's 10 second overlap was over, and Marlene quickly exited the ring while Wendy gripped Emily's hair and, standing over her, clamped her face between her thighs. She squeezed the slender brunette's head with her shapely legs, and then jumped up and down to totally disable her. Emily moaned, holding onto Wendy's hips to keep her neck from twisting. Wendy opened her legs then, but just as quickly jammed her knee against Emily's throat, sending her sprawling onto her back. Emily moved slowly, trying to shake the effects of the blonde's onslaught, but Wendy smelled blood and leaped on top of her, straddling her breasts. She brought her crotch down onto the brunette's breasts once, twice, three times, causing Emily to arch and writhe in agony. With complete control of Emily now, Wendy savagely pinched her nipples through her top, then slapped the helpless brunette forward and backward until her face was red. Emily seemed to be choking back sobs when Wendy stood and grabbed her by the ankle. She put some inside pressure against it, easily forcing Emily onto her stomach. The powder blue-clad brunette slowly pushed herself to her hands and knees in a desperate attempt to get up. Emily's pretty round ass was too inviting a target for the cruel blonde who now dominated her.

"Team Tushie!!" Wendy mocked, and started kicking Emily's buttocks repeatedly. Emily's body shuddered with each thump as Wendy administered her boot time and time again to the brunette's beautiful bottom, barely covered by the ruffled bikini. Emily pitched forward after about the eighth kick, panting with pain and humilation as the crowd roared and hooted at the show.

"Team Tushie's gonna have BRUISED tushies after we get done beating the shit out them!" She sent her foot one last time into Emily's ass, then jumped onto Emily's back and yanked her head back with a fistful of dark hair. She then wrapped one arm around the fair-skinned girl's neck and started to choke her. Emily's eyes bugged out in panic and and she gasped, clutching at her tormentor's arm frantically. Wendy smiled down at her and more than once bounced on her captive's back, pushing more air from her already tortured lungs. Just as Emily's eyes started to roll, Wendy released the vice-like clamp around her throat and let her revive. She got up and grabbed Emily by both ankles, dragging her into the corner, and tagged Marlene.

Emily was stirring lazily, thoroughly destroyed by the faster, stronger, more wily Wendy.

"C'mon, baby," Wendy called to Marlene, who climbed through the ropes, "you'll enjoy fucking up this pretty doll."

Marlene climbed in with a grin on her face, and brought the reeling Emily to her knees by her hair. Wendy moved behind the stricken girl, keeping a knee in her back. Marlene stood with her legs spread in front of pretty, dark-haired girl and smiled down at her. "Had enough, sweetie? Wanna say bye bye yet?"

Emily panted, unable to muster an answer.

The referee stepped close and leaned down to Emily. "Whaddya say, baby, you had enough?"

Emily shook her head no. "Unh-uh," she managed through ragged breathing.

"Good!" Marlene barked and slapped Emily so hard it lifted her from her knees and would have toppled her to her left side, but Wendy caught her, and locked her arms behind her.

"Two, three," the ref counted for the tag-in.

Marlene sent a flurry of punches to the brunette's midsection, and she went limp, gasping for air, drool leaking from one corner of her mouth. Wendy nodded to her partner then, and the two girls lifted Emily up, Wendy holding her shoulders, Marlene gripping her thighs.

"Ready, Wen?" Marlene asked through the cheers of the crowd.

"Five, six, seven.." the ref counted.

Wendy nodded to the other Maulin' Mama, and the girls dropped to one knee in unison, and dropped Emily's squirming back down on both of their upraised knees.

Emily's body writhed in agony, and she turned, her face buried against Wendy's tummy, mouth open, spasming in total disorientation.

"Aww...poor BABY!" Wendy mocked, looking down and stroking Emily's hair like a nursing infant.

"Eight, nine..." the ref's hand stroked the count

Marlene and Wendy quickly shoved Emily to the canvas and Wendy hopped out of the ring.

Marlene now went for the final destruction of Emily, and there was little resistance. Emily was clawing slowly at the mat, trying to muster the strength to get up. Marlene went in front of her and stood on her hair.

"Hey," the ref said, "none of that."

"Shit I didn't see that in the rules," Marlene complained, and stepped off.

"No standing on hair," the ref insisted.

Emily used a final jolt of will to make an escape, and went scampering on all fours to her corner. Her body collapsed just short of Jackie, though, and the two women reached in vain for each other, Jackie leaning out as far as she could, before Marlene came from behind and pulled Emily back to her in the center of the ring.

"You want to tag your girlfriend??" Marlene yelled in Emily's ear as she sat on her. "Fine, let's tag her." She took the helplessly compliant Emily by the hair and pounded her face into the canvas several times before yanking her up and holding her above her big muscular body. "C'mon bitch, let's tag up!!" she said, and walked to Jackie, who never could have predicted what happened next, so she saw no reason to get out of the way.

Marlene shot-putted Emily's willowy body through the air right into Jackie at the ropes, with such force and speed that it knocked Jackie off the ring onto the concrete floor below. Jackie writhed slowly on the floor, holding her hip, while Emily dangled nearly upside down in the ropes, looking and probably feeling alot like a captured, helpless bug in a spider's web.

"Woooooo!!" Wendy yelled as Marlene came over and tagged her. The two Maulin' Mamas sprinted back to the crippled Team Tushie. Marlene yanked Emily from the ropes and tossed her to the floor like dirty laundry, while Wendy jumped down to the floor and sat on Jackie's chest. Jackie, dazed and hurting, feebly put her hands up to ward off the hurricane of blows Wendy was sending into her, but most of Wendy's fists found their mark, hammering her breasts and stomach with barbaric ferocity.

Marlene pushed Emily's listless legs apart and stomped her in the crotch, and the beaten brunette moaned and passed out. Wendy meanwhile lifted Jackie up and pushed her into the ring into Marlene's waiting arms. Marlene lifted the smaller girl up into the air, crushing her in a bear hug, then let her go and watched her collapse to the floor. Marlene fell on the lighter girl, crushing her beneath her her weight, as Emily was blanketed sideways by Wendy's beautiful body. Wendy seemed to be almost erotically aroused as she moved her hips against Emily's breasts.

The crowd was on their feet, roaring as Marlene stayed on Jackie, bouncing her body on the smaller girl, as Jackie grunted to breathe. Emily was still out, and Wendy pinched her nipples until she stirred. "Give up, bitch, or do you want more?"

Emily winced, and through dimmed eyes, saw Wendy's cover girl face above her, blonde hair draped over her breasts and neck. Emily croaked pitifully, "No more...I give..."

Then Wendy stood, and held Marlene climbed slowly off of Jackie, who lay on her back, sobbing, her forearm over her face. They had been ferociously, decisively beaten and humiliated.

They stood over the completely devestated losers as the ref raised their hands in triumph.

"The winners....the Maulin' Mamas!!" She shouted to the crowd's approval.

"Nitey-nite, losers," Marlene hissed at the two beaten girls, who lay there, awash in defeat.

Marlene and Wendy walked out arm in arm.

Heather, a towel around her neck, jumped into the ring with tears streaming down her face, and attended to Emily as Jackie sat up, wiping her face. Jackie rose slowly and helped Heather bring Emily to her feet, and they both half carried the severely beaten girl to the dressing room as the crowd jeered them.

Jackie held Emily in the locker room as Emily cried quietly.

"Maybe next time, Em...." she said softly, wincing at one of her countless bruises.

Heather looked at them as if they were insane.

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