The Champ
by brooksie


  I had been going with Lucy for about a year. We met at the local
fitness centre. I went there to weight train but she was not much into
weights. Swimming was her thing and she was in the pool every morning
before work and sometimes again later in the day. She had nicely muscled
legs and those broad swimmer's shoulders and I found her quite
attractive as I preferred athletic women with strong bodies. I got her
into weight training a little and we sometimes swam together, although
I'm not much of a swimmer.
  That summer, Lucy was house sitting for her parents while they took a
six week holiday in Australia. Her parent's place wasn't exactly a
mansion but it was a large house with secluded grounds, a tennis court
and a pool. One day we were fooling around in the water and Lucy started
playfully wrestling around, pulling me underwater and holding me there
for a few seconds. She was so agile in the water that I had no chance of
defending myself against her and she attacked me at will. Finally she
held me down a little too long and I came up choking and coughing. She
immediately helped me out of the water apologizing profusely. "I'm
sorry,  I got a little carried away. I forget that you can't hold your
breathe as long as I can. Besides, I think I'm too strong for you.", she
said. I was miffed with her for holding me underwater like that but was
certainly willing to forgive her. But that last remark riled me and I
replied that she was only stronger in the water. "Hmm, I wonder about
that. I'm going to get us something to drink and give you a chance to
get your breath back then maybe we can see about that.", she said. She
went into the house and I wondered what she meant. She soon returned
with some iced cranberry juice and settled into the chaise lounge beside me. We
talked about our plans for the evening. Soon
the hot sun made us a sleepy and we drifted off for a little siesta.
When I awoke, she was back in the pool. "Come on in, the water's nice",
she invited. I jumped in and she swam towards me. Instinctively I moved
away and she began to giggle. "Hey, don't worry. I'm not going to hurt
you. Besides, we already found out who the wrestling champ is.",  she
said boastfully. "Now look", I said "You can beat me in the water but
you'd stand no chance on dry land." "Really?" she asked "Care to test
that theory out?"
  Lucy jumped out of the pool and dried herself off. I did the same. She
then led me over to a grassy area off the sun deck surrounded by high
shrubs. She grabbed a tree branch an began to chin herself. I watched in
amazement as she did ten with perfect form --absolutely no assisting
herself by swinging her legs. I had tried this in the gym myself and
couldn't manage more than five before I started cheating. Even then it
was tough doing ten, but Lucy had done it easily. I began to think this
might not be as easy as I had first thought. I mean, I did have about a
30 lb. weight advantage, but I was also four inches taller. And although
I lifted weights regularly, my ectomorphic frame didn't allow me to gain
hugh amounts of muscle. Truth be told, my arms were the only thing I had
any superiority in, and they were only bigger, not necessarily harder.
My shoulders were slightly wider but not nearly as thick and rounded as
Lucy's and there was no comparison between our legs. Mine had always
been spindly and I was lazy about working them in the gym. Lucy
had killer legs, not huge but extremely well-muscled. She also had abs
of steel and always included a tough abdominal workout with her morning
swims.
   "There" she said "I needed to pump up a little. Now, are you ready to
take on the champ?" She emphazised the word "champ" because I think she
knew it was starting to annoy me. She bent into a crouch and we started
to move closer. I didn't have much of a plan, I just figured on grabbing
her around the chest, throwing her to the grass and using my weight
adavantage to hold her down. I didn't know much about wrestling, but I
didn't think I'd need to. I rushed at her but she stood her ground. As I
reached out to grab her, she turned sideways, bent down and took hold of
my wrist. I went up onto her hips and then over them, landing in a heap
on the grass. I hadn't been prepared for the throw and was stunned and
had some of the wind knocked out of me. Lucy jumped on me and
immediately secured a headlock. I tried to force her wrists apart and
extricate my head. Meanwhile she pulled me partway into a sitting
position and slipped her legs around my waist. She released the headlock
and I turned onto my stomach, expecting to get on my knees and throw her
off. Unfortunately, that was exactly what she was waiting for me to do
and as I turned over, I felt her clamp her legs together and cinch the
hold tight. She then secured my near arm and bent it into a painful
hammerlock. She alternated between squeezing my ribs and pressuring my
arm. I was in a lot of pain and knew I couldn't take much more. My only
hope of escape was to try and get to my knees and somehow break free of
her crushing legs but every time I tried to move she sent another
crushing jolt of power to my ribs, forcing the air out of my chest and
causing me to lie still until she let up and returned her attention to
forcing my arm up higher. My shoulder began to ache and I felt any
remaining energy slip away. After trying to get my knees under a couple
of more times with each attempt being met with another wave of intense
pressure from Lucy's strong legs, I collapsed again, all the fight
squeezed out of me. Lucy sensed what was happening and backed off the
pressure. "Had enough?", she said teasingly. I didn't answer. "Come on,
don't make me hurt you, I know you want to say uncle. Don't worry, I'll
give you another chance to take on the champ. We'll make it two out of
three. Now give!" She squeezed her legs together hard and I felt my ribs
start to bend. "OK, I give up, you win." Lucy chuckled and my butt a
little pat. "There, that wasn't so hard, was it? Now rest up and you can
try to beat the champ again." I lay on the ground gasping for breath
while Lucy sat next to me, studying my face. "Maybe we should end this
now. You look like you need another nap" she said in a patronizing tone
of voice. "You can just admit I'm the champ and we don't have to wrestle
anymore. How about it?" She knew exactly what she was doing. I felt
blood rush to my face and shouted "No way!" "All right tough guy, better
get to your feet...if you can." I stood up and tried to think of what to
do. She had easily rendered me helpless in mere seconds in the first
fall and had made me submit to her in less than a minute. I knew I
couldn't simply rush at her again. We faced each other and she grinned
broadly at me. "Come on tiger, come get me." I didn't move and she faked
a charge at me. I jumped back and she began to laugh. "What's the
matter, are you scared of the champ?" She slowly advanced towards me and
we locked up. I tried to muscle her to the ground but she easily
countered every move I tried to make. Suddenly she broke free of my
grasp and slipped behind me hooking one arm under mine and around my
neck into a half nelson. Then she put her knees into the back of mine
and sent me forward onto the grass. I had one arm supporting my weight
and Lucy quickly grasped my wrist and yanked it back. I fell forward
onto my face and she kept me in that position by quickly securing a full
nelson. I tried bucking her but it was not working. Eventually I got my
knees underneath me and tried to stand but she was too heavy. I twisted
sideways and she rolled off my back, still maintaining the full nelson.
In a flash she had her legs around my middle again and this time she
poured the pressure on full right away. I thought she wouldn't be able
to keep it up but she did and I felt like I might be sick to my stomach.
She let the full nelson go but quickly twisted my left arm up behind my
back and reached back around my head, putting me in a choke hold. My
left arm was trapped between her chest and my back. Lucy then reached
over my right shoulder and secured my other arm and pulled me back
tight. My arms were trapped and I had no defense. She wasn't choking me
hard but we both knew she could if she wanted and I was completely
helpless to so anything about it. "Give?" she asked, squeezing her legs
tighter. I wanted to but I couldn't speak. Nothing came out but a
gurgle. "Come on, say it. You know you're finished." She eased off enough
for me to whisper the words, "I give." "That's it. Two falls straight.
Guess I'm still the champ.", she crowed. "Please" I begged, "let me go."
"Sure", she replied "All you have do is say it. Let me hear you say I
submit to Lucy, the wrestling champion." I said it but she refused to
let me out her unbreakable hold. She had me at her complete mercy and
was loving every second of it. "Louder, say it again." she demanded. I
repeated the words and then began to beg. "Please, I'm helpless. You
win. Please have mercy." Lucy started to giggle. "Yeah, that's right, beg
me for mercy." I did and she released me. I lay on my back panting while
Lucy rose to her feet, smiling from ear to ear. She unsnapped her bikini
and untied her thick black hair and shook it out. Her body looked so
strong and powerful as she stood over me flexing her muscles. She sat
down on my chest, clasped her hands above her head and sang out "The
winner and still undefeated wrestling champion...Lucy!"