Easy Money

“It is just so unfair!” It was a powerful statement that Rebecca had been repeating for a solid twenty minutes.

“I know Becky, and I agreed with you the first time that you said it. But we have to figure out a way for you to deal with it. Okay?” Julia, as usual, was trying to be the voice of reason in this situation.

She had her work cut out for her because the other two girls in the room were not helping.

“I just don’t understand why he wants you to do this,” Jessica said, stoking the fire with a touch of gasoline.

Rebecca spun to face her. “The same reason. It’s always the same reason. He gave me that ‘I-never-got-handouts-so-you-aren’t-either’ speech.”

Beth spoke up. “It isn’t a handout, though. He said he was going to let you pick out a car. What’s his problem?”

“He put a limit on the car’s price, Beth.” Julia was sick of going in circles and desperate to get on with this. “Becky’s dad gave her a limit for the car’s price and told her to find a car. The car that she found was $1000 more than the limit. He looked at it anyway, decided that it was a cherry car, and bought it for her. But he gave her a condition. Since the car cost more than the limit, he is keeping the keys until Rebecca comes up with one-half of the difference, namely $500. Now, are we going to whine about it some more, or are we going to think of a way to get the money?”

Said that way, Rebecca held back another “It isn’t fair” and sat down on the edge of the bed. The four girls were in Jessica’s bedroom. Originally, the plan for the day had been a ride to the beach in Becky’s new car, but now they had to devise a plan that would let Becky get the car.

Beth looked up from her spot on the rug. “Why not take a quick trip to the bank? You have a fortune in there, don’t you?”

Rebecca’s head drooped and Julia said quickly, “Her dad thought of that, too. He has the passbook. He won’t let her take money out of her savings. It has to be something else.”

“He wants me to get a job selling french fries or something. If I do that, I know that he won’t let me quit when I have the $500. He’ll say something like, ‘It’s irresponsible to take a job and quit so soon,” and I’ll be stuck for the whole summer. There has to be another way.” Rebecca’s head drooped lower.

“There might be a way, but it’s not the most dignified.” Julia, Beth, and Rebecca looked at Jessica. “Okay. First, promise that this never goes beyond this room, no matter what.” They nodded in agreement. “Well, you know those commercials on the radio? The ones about that strip club downtown that has wrestling matches on two nights of the week. I went there a couple of weeks ago. Before you ask, I did not strip! I wrestled. See, they offer money to girls willing to get in the ring against the regular girls on one of the two nights. You have to be eighteen, like we are. If you get in the ring and last five minutes, you get $50. If you win, you get $100. I went because I needed money for my ticket to that concert we all went to see. I didn’t have enough of my allowance left, and my parents wouldn’t give me any more. I wrestled a topless Mexican chick with melon-sized breast implants. I didn’t win, but I lasted long enough to get the $50, which was all that I needed.”

Julia was stunned, but not entirely surprised. Jessica had done many wild stunts like that. Rebecca was just sitting there without any expression. Beth, as always, needed lots of explanation and details.

“Didn’t it hurt? Did you have to be topless? What was it like?” Beth leaned forward to listen.

“No, it didn’t hurt, and I found out something from another girl there that had tried it before. The strippers have orders to do their very best to win, but they aren’t supposed to do anything to really hurt each other or the ‘amateurs.’ Amateurs can wrestle in anything that they find comfortable, but tight and revealing outfits are preferred. I wore my aerobics tights.” Jessica stopped for a moment. “It’s a little hard to describe what it was like. I mean, at first, I was scared when I saw my opponent. She was only my height but a little more meaty, and those tits were HUGE! Plus, she was looking at me like I was lunch. When the match started, though, I found out really quickly that she really wasn’t that much stronger than I was, and she wasn’t trying to do anything to me that was mean or humiliating. It really turned out to be kind of fun, and I was disappointed when I lost the match. I liked the competition. She just knew a lot more wrestling stuff than I do.”

“That’s the only reason that I brought it up Rebecca. We all know that you are super-athletic and a lot stronger than I am. Plus, Julia has that cousin that was a college wrestler and became a pro-wrestler. He showed the four of us a lot of moves. Well, they do all of that pro-wrestling stuff, and I bet that you could surprise the hell out of them and win. They have the wrestling on two nights every week. You could probably have the money in a few weeks.”

“What were the rules?” Rebecca asked.

“No biting, no eye-gouging, no scratching, and no choking were the only rules.”

Julia couldn’t believe that Becky was considering this. “Rebecca, you’re talking about a minimum of five wrestling matches in a strip club against girls that you know nothing about. If you got one girl with a bad attitude and decent skills, you could get hurt, like a broken nose or something.”

“Only if I don’t hurt her first. Come on, they can’t be that good, especially if they aren’t allowed to hurt anyone. I probably could take them.” Rebecca was getting warmed up to the idea.

Julia had another idea. “Jessica, how did your opponent beat you?”

Jessica flushed a little bit. “Well, she, uh, managed to get me lying on my back, and she, uh, pinned me, uh, with her tits.”

Beth asked, “How did she do that?”

“She was lying on top of me and they were covering my face. I couldn’t get free and got counted out.” Jessica was bright red now, and Julia silently thanked Beth for asking the question.

“What about the other girls? Did you see any of them wrestle?” Julia wanted to hammer it home.

“I saw a couple of matches. The strippers always wrestled topless, and they were all about as good as the girl that I faced, I guess. The only one that I would be afraid of is the champion.”

“What was she like?” Again, Julia was glad for Beth’s need for details.

“She’s a giant. I mean, she is huge. I don’t mean fat because she isn’t. She looks like she’s in great shape, but all of her is just bigger. She’s over six feet tall and, like, 240 pounds, and she has tits like watermelons. I saw her wrestle two of the other strippers at the same time, and she wiped them out like they were nothing. They called her Savage Samantha and it fit.” Jessica shook her head. “She doesn’t wrestle amateurs unless they ask for her. If they do, it’s all-or-nothing, $200 if the girl lasts five minutes. They said that nobody has ever lasted the whole five minutes with her. I wouldn’t try her. Even if she went easy on me, I’d look like a rag doll against her.”

Julia looked at Rebecca. “Does it still sound like easy money?”

“Julia, I’m not asking for a shot at the giant stripper. I can take the regular strippers. I know I can. When are they having wrestling again Jessica?”

“Tonight, Becky. We could tell our folks that you’re staying over and sneak down there.”

“Sounds like a plan. Are you in Beth and Julia?”

There was never any doubt. Both girls nodded and the plans were made.

The Sportsman’s Club was, for an exotic dance club, a decent place. The parking lot was well lit, the area around the club was clean, and the building itself was in good shape. The inside was clean, and the management made sure that troublemakers were kept away. It didn’t take much for a place like this to get a reputation that attracted unwanted attention from police, inspectors, and public watchdog groups. The manager and his people did their best to make sure that didn’t happen.

Less pressing, but nonetheless irritating, the manager was faced with the minor problem that it was an amateur wrestling night with no amateurs. He liked to have one or two for every wrestling night. They made things more interesting, and the customers liked it. He had a few girls that he could call to play “amateurs” in a pinch, but he didn’t like to do that because it risked the chance that regular customers would begin to recognize them.

He was about to make a few calls when Rebecca and her friends walked into the club. He stopped inches from the phone, hoping that this was the answer to his problems. He thought that he recognized the one redhead of the four girls, but he couldn’t be sure.

“Hello, girls, can I help you? I’m the manager. Just call me Mark.” He smiled. The tallest one, a blonde with a great, toned physique, spoke.

“Hi, I’m Rebecca, but call me Becky. I’m wondering if I can be in one of the wrestling matches tonight. These are my friends, Beth, Julia, and Jessica. They came to cheer me.”

“Sure. Actually, this is great. We didn’t have any amateurs lined up for tonight. If any of your friends are interested, they could have a shot, too.” He was hoping one of these girls would say “yes.” All four of these girls were pretty and in great shape. The customers would love them.

Jessica spoke. “I wrestled here a few weeks ago. I wrestled a girl… there she is. Ooh, I can’t remember her name.”

Mark looked where the redhead was pointing. He saw that she was pointing at Carlotta, and then he remembered her. The little redhead had lasted past the five-minute point before Carlotta had won it with a breast-smother pin. Her tits hadn’t been the best, but Jessica had a sweet little ass that had gotten a few compliments from the fans that night. To her, he said, “I remember you now. You did pretty well against Carlotta. Do you want a rematch?” He noticed the other blonde, the smallest girl who had the biggest chest, was fidgeting. “I’m sorry, Beth, right? Were you interested in wrestling instead?”

Beth looked at Jessica, then Mark. “Well, I thought maybe, if I could, I might try it. If Jessica wants to, though, I don’t have to try it.” Typically Beth, Julia thought.

“How about both of you together? I’ve been meaning to try something new, and this would be a great opportunity. Would you girls like to try a tag team match? The two of you could wrestle Carlotta and her best friend Maria. Sound okay?”

Beth and Jessica looked at each other and nodded, and Jessica said, “We’ll do it.”

Mark was thrilled because now he had a great little surprise for the audience. He looked at the last girl, a brunette with short hair and a dancer’s body, the sexiest one in his opinion. He was going to ask if she was interested in trying her luck in the ring, but one look in her eyes told him that this girl was the “brains” of the group. She probably came to make sure the others didn’t get themselves into something that they couldn’t handle.

No problem. He pointed the girls in the direction of the dressing room and went to tell his DJ about the two amateur matches.

Julia couldn’t believe how this was going. It was bad enough that Becky was doing this, but Beth and Jessica were going to be a tag team as well. They didn’t even bring anything to wear in the ring. Right now, they were looking through the club’s “collection” of apparel for something to wear.

Rebecca, on the other hand, was slipping into her tightest, sexiest two-piece swimsuit, an electric blue outfit that had a strapless top and was high on the hips. With her long blonde hair and firm C-cup breasts, the customers were going to love her. Julia helped her with her hair and makeup and she was ready.

When Julia looked back over at Beth and Jessica, she couldn’t believe her eyes. They were slipping into little, one-piece fishnet outfits with strategically placed patches over their breasts and pubic mounds. Jessica’s was black, and Beth’s was white. Julia knew that it had to be Jessica’s idea. She couldn’t imagine Beth suggesting that they wear anything like those outfits.

“What are you two wearing? There are little pairs of shorts and stuff that would be better than those.” Julia wanted her friends to keep some dignity tonight.

“But these match. We couldn’t find anything else that fit this well and matched, too.” Jessica obviously liked her outfit, and Beth wasn’t going to disagree with her tag partner.

“Fine, but watch out for each other in the ring and out of it. You two are going to have to back each other up to win the prize money, and you’ll attract horny old men outside the ring in those outfits. Let’s get going. It’s almost time for the matches to start.” Julia led her three friends to the ring’s “backstage” area.

The ring was regulation size with real ropes and turnbuckles, but it had double the usual padding to minimize the bumps and bruises. Plenty of seats were placed around it and against one wall was the DJ's station, pumping out music at a deafening level.

There were four matches scheduled. Beth and Jessica would be in the second and Rebecca would be in the fourth. The first match was already in progress. Two tiny blondes, maybe 100 pounds each, were flying all over the ring. Their names were Toni and Anna, wearing tiger-print panties and white lace panties, respectively. The DJ was a sort of “long-distance referee,” calling the match and giving warnings from his station. Toni was apparently the villain in this match, as she kept going for hair pulls and illegal chokes and getting boos from the crowd. She won the match by knocking Anna out with a suspicious-looking sleeper hold that may have been a well-disguised choke. It didn’t really matter because either way, Toni had her hand raised in victory.

It was Beth and Jessica’s turn. The DJ announced the match. “Okay guys, the next match is a first, a tag team match pitting two of our ladies against two brave amateurs. For the Sportsman’s Club, let’s hear it for those hot Latin ladies, Carlotta and Maria.”

They walked out together, both dark-haired and wearing black thongs. It was easy to tell which girl was Carlotta. Maria was in beautiful shape with a perfectly proportioned body, but as Jessica had said, Carlotta’s tits were huge. She had a little heavier body and a pair of breasts that were each the size of a volleyball. They climbed into the ring after some playful flirting with the crowd and stood in their corner.

“Now, the brave challengers are the beautiful blonde Beth and the rowdy redhead Jessica!” Beth and Jessica ran out together to the ring and even did a little flirting of their own. They got into the ring and went to their own corner. Carlotta was the biggest girl in the ring, in more ways than one. Jessica and Maria were about the same size, but Beth was giving up size and weight to everyone.

“Okay ladies, here are the tag rules. One, you can only have one team member in the ring unless you are changing after a tag. Two, after a tag, you will have twenty seconds to switch. Three, you only get one warning for an illegal double-team. After that, you lose the match. Okay, let’s get one team member out of the ring and start the match.”

Jessica and Maria climbed out to the ring apron, and the DJ rang the bell. It was Beth against Carlotta, and the little blonde was at a disadvantage in every category imaginable.

Carlotta took control right from the start by grabbing Beth in a side headlock. She dragged Beth around the ring and then flipped her onto her back with a hip toss. Carlotta tested her opponent then with a body splash and a half-serious pin to see if Beth would just give up the match.

Beth was off-guard and had the breath knocked out of her by the body splash, but she wasn’t giving Carlotta an easy pin. She kicked out easily and rolled to her hands and knees to try to prepare for Carlotta’s next move.

Carlotta was faster than Beth, though. She was already back on her feet and had a handful of Beth’s hair. Carlotta kept Beth bent over with a punch to the belly and grabbed her in another side headlock. She pulled Beth over to her corner and tagged in Maria.

As soon as Maria stepped through the ropes, the DJ began counting. Knowing that they had until a count of twenty, Carlotta and Maria bounced Beth off of the ropes and knocked her to the mat with a double clothesline across the chest. Then, Maria put Beth in a step-over toe-hold while Carlotta left the ring.

The match had only lasted about a minute so far, but Beth had been on the receiving end the entire time. Now, Maria had her in a painful hold, and the only thing that she could do was slap the mat in frustration. She needed to get loose so that she could tag Jessica.

Of the two strippers, Maria was the more methodical in these matches, unfortunately. She held the toe-hold for at least a minute before dropping down so that her body fell across the weakened leg. It was painful, but not dangerous, and it left Beth’s right leg numb. Grabbing the weak leg, Maria used it to drag Beth over to the corner to tag Carlotta.

Again, the DJ started counting, and again, the two strippers worked quickly. This time, Carlotta ran across the ring, bounced off of the ropes for greater speed, and when she reached Beth, dropped an elbow across the blonde’s D-cup breasts. Once her partner had control of Beth, Maria released the captive leg and climbed out of the ring.

Carlotta knew by now that Beth was a lot weaker and more inexperienced than either Maria or her. She remembered Jessica from a few weeks ago and knew that the redhead was much better than this little blonde. That was a good reason to keep the blonde in the ring and keep Jessica out of it.

She decided to show off a little bit at Beth’s expense. Forcing her into a sitting position, Carlotta applied a powerful waist scissors from behind. To make things worse, she reached around Beth’s chest and began crushing her breasts together.

Beth was helpless, trying to kick herself free or pull Carlotta’s hands away from her breasts. Once again, she was in a painful situation, though she realized that both of these women were holding back a lot. Either of them could have really hurt Beth, but beyond minor pain and discomfort, they were going easy on her. Of course, that didn’t mean that it wasn’t embarrassing to be so helpless.

Carlotta released Beth and tagged Maria again. Maria repeated Carlotta’s elbow drop move while Carlotta held Beth in place this time. Maria was going to finish the job. The match had already gone for three minutes, and she was sure that Beth just needed a little more softening up before the pin. She began to repeatedly pick Beth up, throw her against the ropes, and knock her to the mat as she bounced back from them. Maria did it three times, using a clothesline, a drop-kick, and a shoulder block, in that order. The shoulder block sent Beth flat on her back in the corner near Carlotta.

Maria started to climb the turnbuckle. Beth saw it and tried to move, but Carlotta said, “Stay there, honey,” and put a foot on Beth’s shoulder to hold her down. The DJ/referee made her stop, but it gave Maria enough time to get up to the second turnbuckle. With a yell, Maria kicked her legs straight out behind her and splashed herself across Beth’s body. She hooked one of Beth’s legs and went for the pin.

Jessica was screaming across the ring, “Grab the ropes, Beth! Grab the ropes! It’s not a pin if you grab the ropes!” Jessica had given up any hopes that she would be participating in this match. She was just hoping that Beth would last longer than five minutes. She only had another minute to go!

Beth must have heard Jessica because she managed to kick her free leg over the bottom rope just in time to stop the count. Maria was ticked off at her for that, but she had to admit that this little girl had a lot of guts. She was asking for more of a beating. Looking up, Maria saw that Carlotta was ready to give it to her, reaching for a tag from the top turnbuckle.

Maria tagged her and moved out of the way just in time to avoid Carlotta crashing down on top of her. Beth was the unfortunate victim of a full-body splash, and now she had the big stripper lying on top of her. Carlotta didn’t stay that way, though. Instead, she climbed off of Beth, grabbed her arms, and dragged her to the center of the ring. Once there, Carlotta arranged Beth so that she was spread-eagle on the mat and then bounced off of the ropes five times, giving Beth another body splash each time.

The five-minute mark had passed, but Beth didn’t really care at this point. She was sore and she was exhausted and she wanted this to end. Carlotta was about to grant her wish.

Sitting by Beth’s head, Carlotta spread her legs and pulled Beth’s shoulders between them. Beth’s head was lying on Carlotta’s stomach, and Carlotta folded in her legs to hold Beth in place. Then, taking her massive breasts in her hands, Carlotta bent forward and lowered them onto Beth’s face, covering it completely. She was going to smother the little blonde with her giant tits. Beth tried in vain to kick loose, but her struggles just grew weaker and weaker until they stopped completely.

Carlotta waited for a few more seconds to be sure, and then she gently released Beth and laid her out on the mat, unconscious. She tagged Maria and they both pinned Beth, each placing a foot on one of her breasts. The DJ counted, “One… two… three! It’s over! The winners are Carlotta and Maria, but Beth and Jessica lasted past the five-minute mark! Let’s hear it for the ladies, gentlemen!” The customers all hooted and cheered as Jessica, Maria, and Carlotta gently roused Beth and made sure she was okay.

Jessica helped Beth to the backstage area while Carlotta and Maria worked the crowd to collect their “victory tips.” Julia and Rebecca were waiting for them.

“You should have started, Jessica,” said Julia. “You’re stronger than she is.”

Jessica nodded. “I know, but since I wrestled Carlotta before, I thought it would be better to start with someone that she didn’t know. I thought wrong. They didn’t even give her a chance to tag me.”

Carlotta and Maria walked up at that point. “Are you sure that you’re okay, honey? We really didn’t mean to hurt you or anything.” Carlotta looked kind of embarrassed for what they had done.

“I’m okay. I’ll just be a little sore, that’s all. Your strategy was better than ours. It was a good match.” If nothing else, Beth was gracious in defeat.

Carlotta smiled and said, “Thanks. You have got guts. If you ever want to go one-on-one, I’ll be glad to give you another shot. I like someone who doesn’t give up easily.” She and Maria gave Beth a hug and headed for the dressing room.

Julia shook her head. “You didn’t win, but I think you have some fans, Beth. Otherwise, they hope to get you back in the ring because you make them look good. I’m not sure which it is.”

“Be nice, Julia,” Beth replied. “They could have been a lot harder on me than they were. I actually kind of enjoyed that match. I just wish that I could have done better.”

Beth and Jessica headed in back to change, and Julia and Becky watched the third match. It was almost as one-sided as Maria and Carlotta against Beth. It was between a tiny Asian girl called Mia and a muscular black woman named Regina. Mia had a classic Asian frame, small and delicate-looking with smooth, golden skin and small, pert breasts. Regina was huge by comparison, though she really wasn’t that much bigger than Becky. She had a washboard stomach and well-defined muscles in her arms and legs. Her breasts were pretty good, but it looked like they were starting to go to muscle on her chest.

Mia gave Regina everything that she had and then some. It wasn’t any use against the bigger woman who literally tossed her around the ring for almost ten minutes. When Regina finally decided to finish the job, she shocked everybody by giving Mia a piledriver in the middle of the ring. After that, it only took a casual, one-handed pin to win the match.

Now, it was Rebecca’s turn to get in the ring. The DJ announced her opponent first. “Okay guys, our next match is another amateur facing our own black and beautiful, Belle!” Belle came out in a gold bikini bottom and got a big cheer. Her dark hair was all in tiny braids, and her body was almost identical to Becky’s. The only real difference between the two girls was that Belle looked about an inch taller.

Once Belle was in the ring, the DJ continued, “Belle’s opponent is the equally athletic and gorgeous newcomer, Becky!” When the customers saw her, Becky got as much of a welcome as her opponent. The only exception was that a few of them were calling “Pop that top!” at her, hoping she would go topless as well. Becky smiled and teased them with it a little, but she climbed into the ring with her top in place.

At the bell, the two girls met in the middle of the ring and tried a test of strength. They struggled for over a minute against each other without either girl gaining an advantage. They truly were very equal. Belle finally ended the stalemate by dropping backwards and using Becky’s own strength against her with a monkey-flip.

Becky was back on her feet quickly, but Belle was faster and caught her from behind in a breast-squeezing bearhug. Becky was having trouble, but it could have been a lot worse. Belle wasn’t tall enough to get Becky off of her feet, and she left Becky’s arms free to try to get loose. After struggling and dragging Belle around the ring, Becky was finally able to force the black girl to break the hold.

Unfortunately, Belle broke the strap on Becky’s top as well. As the two girls separated, the strip of blue material fell to the mat, revealing Becky’s firm, full tits to the appreciative crowd. It had been done unintentionally, and Belle tried to apologize. She never got the chance because a pissed-off Becky nailed her in the stomach with a karate kick. Belle suddenly found herself on the mat on her knees, gasping for breath.

Becky didn’t let up for a second. First, she slammed her combined fists down between Belle’s shoulders, causing her to fall to her hands and knees. Becky followed up by forcing Bell’s head between her knees and pulling Belle up around the waist until she was upside down. Becky held the black girl that way for a moment and then executed a perfect piledriver. Belle just crumbled onto the mat.

A pin would have been easy at this point, but Becky wanted to make Belle pay for the bikini top. Grabbing Belle’s legs, she wrapped them around her own in a figure-four leglock. Belle didn’t know what to do. Her legs were screaming with pain, and she had no clue about how to escape or reverse this hold. All she could do was slap the mat over and over and cry for help.

Becky let her struggle for a little while, and then, she told Belle to submit. Belle didn’t need to be asked twice. She yelled, “I give, I give! Let go! You win! I give!” With that, Becky calmly released her opponent, stood, and raised her arms in victory.

She took her time going back to change. After all, as the winner, she was entitled to the “victory tips,” which amounted to about $50. It wasn’t a bad pay-off, and she really didn’t mind being topless. She just didn’t like someone else making her topless.

Julia didn’t say much when Becky got back to change. Beth and Jessica were ecstatic, of course, and Becky had a smug “I-told-you-so” look on her face. Julia might have made a comment about being topless, but it obviously didn’t bother Becky that badly. Otherwise, she certainly wouldn’t have been rubbing her tits up against the customers for tips.

Becky changed into her street clothes, and the four girls went to collect the winnings. Beth and Jessica had offered the money that they had won for the “car fund,” as they called it. When they found Mark, he was thrilled with their performances.

“You girls were great! The customers loved you! I wish that you hadn’t been quite so rough on poor Belle, Becky, but there was no real harm done. If any of you want to try again sometime, I’d be glad to have you. Maybe next time, you three can convince Julia to give it a try.” He counted out two hundred dollars for the girls.

“How about on the next wrestling night?” Rebecca asked as she took the money. “It’s in a couple of days, isn’t it? We’d like to come back, if we can.”

Mark hadn’t been expecting this. He was pleased, but he didn’t usually allow amateurs to try wrestling in the weekend matches. Those matches tended to be harder fought because he offered more money for the winners. On top of that, choke holds and maneuvers using the ropes, etc. were most definitely allowed. The girls were still trying to avoid really hurting each other, but they came a lot closer on the weekends. Mark explained this to the four girls.

The girls were quiet for a minute as they thought about what Mark had said. Surprisingly, Beth broke the silence by saying, “Could I have a match against Carlotta? She said that she would give me another shot if I wanted it.”

Julia stared at Beth, and then Jessica spoke. “I’d like a chance to show my stuff, too.”

Becky said, “You know that I want to try again. How about it Julia? Will you get in the ring?”

Julia looked at the faces of her three friends and Mark. Shaking her head, she replied, “Oh, what the hell. If you can arrange a match for me, I’ll give it my best.”

Mark couldn’t believe his good luck. “Okay, let me think about this. We always have four matches, three preliminaries and a big finish. The preliminaries’ rules are usually chosen by lot just before the matches. The main event has already been chosen, and I’ll get back to that. Beth, I’ll set it up between you and Carlotta. Becky, I think a good match for you would be Regina. Will you wrestle her? I have to warn you that she is Belle’s sister and will probably want to get even for Belle’s loss.”

Becky shrugged. “Sure, I’ll wrestle her. It’ll be a challenge.”

“Okay, then we have to decide something for Jessica and for Julia. I know that I said the rules are usually chosen on the same night as the match, but one of the preliminaries already has rules chosen for it. Our girl Cheyenne did me a favor, and I owed her a match of her choice. It’s a sleeper-hold match, which means that the winner has to use a sleeper-hold and do it three times. The main event is an over-the-top-rope battle royal. You girls choose who will fight in each match.”

Julia was going to suggest a coin-toss, but Jessica blurted, “I want the sleeper-hold match! Besides, Julia is bigger than I am and would have a better chance in the battle royal. Right, Julia?”

Julia didn’t know what to say. She was bigger than Jessica and in better shape, but she didn’t want to be in a battle royal. Still, she didn’t see how she could refuse, either. Finally, she said, “Fine, but how many other girls will there be?”

“You’ll face nine other girls,“ Mark told her. “Agreed?” Julia nodded. “Okay. Girls, just for being in these matches, I’ll give you $100 each. If you win, you get $200. The exception is Julia. If she wins, she gets $300. Girls, this is going to be an amazing wrestling night.” He gave them a big smile and walked them out of the club.

That weekend, the girls once again arranged a “sleep-over” to cover their trip to the Sportsman’s Club. The four of them got to the club about an hour early to give themselves plenty of time to get dressed and ready for their matches.

They had agreed ahead of time that they would all bring bikinis tonight as their “fighting clothes.” Rebecca brought the same electric blue suit that she had worn against Belle. She got dressed quickly and began to stretch to warm up for her match with Regina.

Julia brought a silver bikini. It was a string bikini with the bottoms cut very high on the hips. It truly showed off the toned, graceful curves of her dancer’s body to the maximum and was a guaranteed crowd-pleaser.

Jessica, in her typically wild style, had a leather bikini. It was black leather with chrome studs, and it came from a biker magazine. The top came around the back of her neck, crisscrossed over her small tits, and then tied across the back. The bottom clung to her perfect, round ass like a second skin.

Beth shocked her three friends with her outfit. The busty little blonde was wearing the tiniest thong bikini that any of them had ever seen. The top was only two tiny triangles of red fabric held over her pink nipples by a few thin straps. The bottom was barely enough fabric to cover her pubic mound and showed off all of her ass. Julia asked where in hell Beth had found the outfit, and Beth replied that it was a gift from a “friend.”

Julia was going to ask more when Carlotta, Regina, and Mark interrupted her. Regina was there to choose the rules for her match with Becky.

Mark smiled and said, “Carlotta wanted to offer you some rules for your match. If you don’t agree, we’ll draw a set of rules from the hat.”

“If you’re interested, we could make our match more exciting, like your friend, Jessica’s.” Carlotta smiled. “Instead of three sleepers or chokes, I was thinking that we could do three smothers to win. We both have the ‘tools’ for the job. What do you say?”

“I’ll do that,” Beth giggled. “To be fair though, let’s make it that the smother has to be a knockout. I don’t know if either of us is strong enough to push the other off for a pin. Is that okay?”

Carlotta nodded and said, “That’s absolutely fine with me.” Mark nodded as well. With that settled, the big-busted stripper hugged Beth and went to “undress” for the match.

When they were gone, Jessica said, “Way to go, Beth! You’re really going to knock the crowd on their butts when they hear about your match!”

Regina had some rules to offer to Becky, as well. “Listen, little girl. The other night, you bitched out and got nasty on my sister. If you’ve got the guts, I challenge you to a grudge match. No holds barred, you need a ten-count pin to win. You up to it?”

Becky looked right in her eyes and said, “I’m up to it. You’ve got a deal.” Regina nodded and left to get ready.

Mark’s head was swimming at the thought of the matches that were going to be seen tonight. He stammered out the order of the matches, Jessica, Beth, Becky, and finally Julia. Then, he headed out to tell the DJ/announcer the good news

With that, the conversation pretty much died. Julia realized that any hopes of logic or dignity had been lost tonight. She just had to hope for survival now.

On these nights, Mark had two guys for the matches, a DJ/announcer and a referee. The DJ started his introductions as soon as the girls were ready. Jessica would have the first match.

“Gentlemen, it is my extreme pleasure to announce that tonight is something special. Each of tonight’s four matches will feature a beautiful young amateur, putting her body on the line against the best that the Sportsman’s Club has to offer. Our first match is a “Sleeper-match.” In order to win, one of the fighters must knock her opponent unconscious three times using sleeper or choke holds. For the Sportsman’s Club, we have the fabulous Cheyenne, the magnificent Indian princess!”

Cheyenne walked to the ring wearing only a leather bikini bottom with a “western” fringe. She was tall, almost six feet, but thin. Her legs reached to about forever. She had a classic Native American face and raven-black hair that reached to the middle of her back. Cheyenne’s breasts weren’t really big, but they were full and firm. The crowd was obviously impressed as she strutted confidently and climbed in the ring.

“Her opponent is a rowdy, young redhead that has been here twice before, the first of our amateur wrestlers, Jessica!”

As opposed to Cheyenne, Jessica jogged to the ring, bouncing around and waving to the customers. She got a good reception, but in terms of bodies, she was definitely outclassed by the bigger, more developed Cheyenne. She climbed into the ring and bounced over to her corner to wait for the bell.

At the bell, Cheyenne moved out confidently, in fact too confidently. Jessica, without thought of strategy, charged and tackled the bigger girl to the mat. Before the stunned girl could react, Jessica bounced her knees into Cheyenne’s belly three times and slapped her on both cheeks.

It was a good start for Jessica, but she let it go to her head. Squeezing Cheyenne’s tits, she shouted, “Come on, Pocahontas, let’s see some action!” Then, she slapped the Indian girl’s face again and stood to play to the crowd.

Mark had come back and was standing near Julia. Whispering to her, he said, “Oh shit, your friend had better not keep doing this crap with Cheyenne. The last girl that did isn’t here anymore.”

Julia didn’t like the sound of that. “What happened to her?”

“Let’s just say that it wasn’t the first time that a girl had done a little bleeding in our ring. It was the first time that a girl had done a LOT of bleeding in our ring, and it was the first time that it was intentional by the girl causing the bleeding.” Mark looked back to the ring. “Jessica hasn’t done anything more than piss Cheyenne off, at this point.”

Up in the ring, Mark’s words were proved right. As Jessica danced for the customers, Cheyenne quickly and quietly got to her feet and walked up behind her. The bigger girl tapped the redhead on the shoulder and took a step back. When Jessica turned around, Cheyenne executed a spinning kick that exploded on the left of Jessica’s jaw. The force of the kick lifted and spun the teen around and sent her crashing face-first to the canvas. A little trickle of blood rolled down from the corner of her mouth.

The crowd went silent for a moment, shocked by the devastating kick, and then they erupted in cheers. Cheyenne didn’t really care. All she cared about was making Jessica suffer. She straddled the redhead’s back and dropped both knees on it. Jessica cried out in pain as her head shot up, and Cheyenne slammed the girl’s face back down to the mat. Then, Cheyenne stood and dropped her elbow on the back of Jessica’s head and neck four times.

Jessica was half-conscious from the beating that she was receiving. She couldn’t put up any resistance to Cheyenne’s next move. Pulling Jessica up to her knees, Cheyenne untied the redhead’s top, bared her small breasts, and pulled it tight around her throat. Using the leather top, she dragged Jessica over to the ropes and shoved her between the middle and top rope. Cheyenne put her left foot in the small of Jessica’s back, reached over the top rope to grab the makeshift noose, and pulled with everything that she had. With the crowd hooting their approval, Jessica was strangled with her body bowed outward and her tits erect for everyone to see.

Jessica struggled briefly to free herself, but after a short period, her arms dropped limply to her sides. The referee moved in to see if she was unconscious. As he got there, though, Cheyenne released her grip on the leather top and caught Jessica’s leather bottoms just before the redhead fell out of the ring. She pulled Jessica back into the ring and, regaining her grip on the top, hung the girl over her shoulder so that Jessica’s neck was bent over Cheyenne’s shoulder and Jessica’s feet were suspended a few inches above the mat. This time, the referee wasted no time checking Jessica and declaring that Cheyenne had knocked her out. That was one for Cheyenne.

The referee told Cheyenne to drop Jessica. The rules called for a one-minute break after a knockout. Cheyenne complied, her way. Still holding Jessica, Cheyenne dropped to her knees, giving Jessica a devastating neck-breaker. Then, she released the redhead and allowed her to crumble to the canvas.

Jessica had a minute to put herself back together, but an hour probably wouldn’t have been enough. At the end of the break, Jessica had barely regained consciousness and was still in agony on the mat. Cheyenne didn’t care and went right to work on her victim.

Cheyenne began dropping her elbow on Jessica’s head and neck, again and again and again. She must have done it for three minutes, reducing Jessica to a quivering wreck on the mat. Tiring of that, Cheyenne pulled the redhead up to her hands and knees and shoved Jessica’s head between her knees. Cheyenne pulled her upside down and dumped her with a perfect piledriver.

Jessica was out again, but Cheyenne hadn’t used a sleeper or choke to do it. The ref couldn’t do anything. Cheyenne, on the other hand, could do plenty.

Shoving her right hand into Jessica’s bottoms, she clawed at Jessica’s cunt until the redhead began showing some signs of life. Now, the tall woman decided to use her amazing legs to get her second “official” knockout. Wrapping one leg around Jessica’s throat and locking it in with the other leg, Cheyenne squeezed her out again with a figure-four choke. Once more, the ref moved in quickly to declare Jessica out and it was two knockouts for Cheyenne.

The referee called for the break, but Cheyenne didn’t want to let Jessica go. The ref had to threaten to end the fight and started counting before the Indian woman would release the redhead. Jessica had another one-minute break to recover, but she remained spread-eagle and motionless in the middle of the ring for the entire time.

When the break was over, Cheyenne moved in to finish the redheaded teen. First, she had to wake Jessica, though. A leg-drop across the throat only caused an involuntary spasm. The same thing happened when Cheyenne dropped both knees onto Jessica’s belly. Finally, Cheyenne used her earlier trick again, clawing Jessica’s pussy.

Back in the wings, Mark was splitting his time between watching the destruction in the ring and watching the fury build in Julia. Becky and Beth were near to sobbing, but Julia was muttering things, like “sadistic bitch” and “fucking psycho,” getting worked up over the damage that was happening to her friend.

In the ring, Cheyenne managed to rouse the broken redhead and pulled bloody claws from her bottoms, showing how much damage was done to Jessica’s tender pubic mound. There wasn’t any point to trying anything fancy against Jessica now. She didn’t have the strength remaining to make further torture interesting. Cheyenne decided to finish the match.

Grabbing the leather top that was still wrapped around Jessica’s throat, Cheyenne again pulled it tight and began to swing the redhead in a circle around herself. As everyone watched, the dominant Indian woman soon had Jessica flying around the ring, literally, and choking as her own body pulled against the leather around her neck. The referee stepped in quickly to end the match, declaring Cheyenne the obvious winner. Cheyenne finished by letting go of the top and watching Jessica fly out of the ring to land in a pile on the floor.

Jessica was carried back to the dressing rooms on a litter while a proud and joyful Cheyenne collected a small fortune in “victory tips” from the appreciative crowd. In the dressing room, Mark had a doctor check Jessica over for real injuries. The doctor earned some extra money by being at the club for matches, just in case, and he diagnosed Jessica’s condition as being painful and bruised, but not serious. She would just be sore as hell for a few days.

For Jessica, Mark brought over a chair so she could watch the other matches. He noticed Beth and Carlotta talking and then heard them announced for the next match. Rejoining Julia, he saw the two girls in the ring, Carlotta in black, thong panties, and Beth in her tiny, red thong and top. To his surprise and Julia’s, Beth slowly removed her top and tossed it into the grateful crowd, revealing her full D-cup tits with their silver-dollar-sized, pink nipples. “I didn’t know she was willing to go topless,” Mark said. Julia murmured the same.

The DJ announced the rules of the match. “Well, boys, let’s give Beth a big thank-you for letting those lovelies out for us, huh?” Big cheers. “Okay, these two big-chested beauties have decided to take a cue from Cheyenne and Jessica. This is going to be a ‘smother match,’ and the winner will have to smother her opponent to unconsciousness three times using her breasts, crotch, or ass. If that weren’t enough to blow your minds, these babes have agreed that the winner of each fall will have one minute to ‘rouse’ her opponent, and the winner of the match will be taking a special prize. Are we all set, gentlemen?” The crowd nearly deafened themselves. “Then, let’s start the match!”

Julia, in back, grabbed Mark by the collar and demanded, “What the fuck is that crap? You trying to set up some kind of sick live-sex show with Beth, you asshole?”

Choking slightly from Julia’s grip, Mark replied, “I didn’t tell the DJ to say any of that, honest. I don’t know what it means.”

“He’s right.” Julia turned to see Maria behind her. The stripper said, “Carlotta and Beth thought this up between them and had me take a note to the DJ. Ask your friend Becky. She heard it.” Becky nodded. “No offense, but your friend gets off on this kinky domination stuff, I think.” Julia didn’t know what to say, but she released Mark and turned back toward the ring.

The DJ rang the bell. Carlotta and Beth slowly walked to the center of the ring. Beth was giving up about four inches of height, 20 pounds of weight, and a few cup sizes. Her best strategy against Carlotta would be to try to use speed to get the bigger girl down on the mat. Instead, Beth joined Carlotta in a double bearhug, and she was getting the worst of it. Being shorter, Beth’s tits pushed up Carlotta’s whoppers into Beth’s face, and besides, Carlotta was stronger and was crushing the breath from the little blonde. It got worse when the Mexican leaned back and pulled the blonde off of the mat. Carlotta shook Beth like a doll and threw her down on the canvas.

Beth lay spread-eagle on her back, and Carlotta quickly dove on top of her, splashing her entire body down on the teen. She repeated the body splash about ten times, always keeping Beth’s arms and legs spread to make it as effective as possible. As a result, Beth was weakened tremendously by the repeated force of Carlotta crashing down on her belly, chest, and boobs.

Picking Beth up, Carlotta began to execute a series of moves to leave the blonde weak and helpless. She started with a suplex that slammed Beth hard on her back. Then, Carlotta jumped into the air and dropped both legs across Beth’s tits. Pulling her up again, Carlotta grabbed Beth with a side-headlock and, running a few steps, executed a bulldog. With Beth lying facedown on the mat, Carlotta sat on her back, hooked the blonde’s arms over her knees, and grabbed Beth’s chin in both hands, locking in a camel-clutch.

Beth struggled and moaned as she tried to get free of the camel-clutch, but she was already too weak to break loose. Carlotta just settled in comfortably on Beth’s back and pulled back on her chin, punishing Beth’s spine and giving everyone a fine view of Beth’s D-cups. When Beth’s struggles had almost stopped, Carlotta released the hold and went for the finisher.

Carlotta rolled Beth onto her back and pulled her into a sitting position. The big-busted stripper used the same move that had beaten Beth in their tag team match. Putting Beth’s head on her stomach, Carlotta wrapped her legs around Beth’s torso to hold her still and lowered her massive boobs over the blonde’s face. The huge globes of flesh cut off all of Beth’s air, and in about one minute, the busty blonde was lying unconscious on the mat. First smother was awarded to Carlotta.

Now, Carlotta had one minute to have some fun waking her lovely opponent. Climbing over Beth’s unconscious form, Carlotta began worshipping the blonde’s firm, perfect tits. The dark-haired stripper sucked on them, kissed them, stroked, and kneaded them with her hands. It worked very well on Beth. The blonde slowly came back to consciousness moaning and licking her lips as her nipples hardened and stood up from the wonderful attention that they were receiving. The scene in the ring was working on the customers, too. The men watching, including the referee, were practically drooling and growing a forest of erections. At the end of Carlotta’s one-minute reward period, the heavy breathing from the crowd had raised the temperature in the club about five degrees. The referee reluctantly told Carlotta that it was time to continue the match.

Carlotta didn’t look eager to stop either, but she knew that she could earn another reward soon so she went to work on Beth. Before the blonde had a chance to realize that the good time was over, Carlotta had locked a wicked, crushing grip on both of Beth’s breasts and used them to lift the blonde to her feet. Still holding Beth’s boobs, Carlotta forced her back hard into the corner. Once in the corner, the stripper let go of Beth’s tits and began slamming her bigger body onto the blonde’s body. Carlotta kept slamming herself onto Beth, moving back for a running start once Beth looked too weak to escape from the corner. When Beth began to sink to her knees, Carlotta hooked Beth’s arms over the ropes to hold her up and started charging into the blonde from across the ring.

Beth had been pounded into helplessness again by the relentless body-slams of Carlotta. She was hanging in the corner with the ropes as her only support. Carlotta scooped Beth into her arms, lifting the blonde with one hand between Beth’s legs and one around Beth’s shoulder. The stripper strolled once around the ring giving the customers a good look at the helpless girl in her arms and then slammed Beth on her back in the center of the ring. It was time for another finisher.

Beth was spread-eagle on her back again, and Carlotta stood with her feet on both sides of Beth’s head, facing Beth’s feet. Slowly, Carlotta lowered herself, first kneeling on Beth’s shoulders, then dropping her round ass on Beth’s face. Carlotta wiggled and ground her ass a little, driving Beth’s nose between the stripper’s ass cheeks. Carlotta had Beth trapped in a reverse-face-sit smother. Beth kicked her legs weakly and arched her back trying to be free, but her struggles ended in less than a minute. The ref ran over and checked Beth, and Carlotta was declared the winner of a second fall and another one-minute reward.

This time, Carlotta’s sensual worship had a new focus. The dark-haired stripper quickly rolled Beth onto her stomach. Pulling the blonde’s thong to one side, Carlotta tongued and fingered Beth’s anus like it was a fountain of milk and honey. Once again, Beth certainly didn’t mind as she regained consciousness with ecstasy, and the sounds of heavy breathing from the customers was almost deafening. Beth was moaning and biting her lower lip, and she raised her hips to make it easier for Carlotta to lick and suck her ass. At the end of the reward period, it was Beth that moaned “No,” but Carlotta was ready to punish the blonde one more time and win the final prize.

Beth had her lovely ass up in the air, offering Carlotta a perfect target. Striking like lightning, Carlotta slammed her fist up between Beth’s legs and into her crotch, which sent Beth crashing down to the canvas and curling into a fetal position. Forcing Beth onto her back, Carlotta grabbed a handful of blonde hair to pull the girl up for a rough, deep kiss, letting Beth enjoy the taste of her own anus on Carlotta’s lips and tongue.

The kiss didn’t last long enough for Beth who suddenly found herself being pulled to her feet roughly, scooped up, and body-slammed to the mat. Then, Beth received another long series of more than a dozen body-splashes from Carlotta. At the end, Beth was nothing more than a dishrag, spent from the rollercoaster of punishment and pleasure that she had been receiving.

Carlotta was ready for her prize. She lowered her crotch onto the helpless blonde’s face for a final face-sit smother that knocked Beth out in less than a minute. The ref raised Carlotta’s arm and declared her the victor, three smothers to none.

Carlotta didn’t care. She had her prize to claim. Standing, she peeled her black thong away from her wet bush, and then she pulled off Beth’s thong, too. First, Carlotta had to wake Beth, which she did by bringing the blonde to a soul-shaking orgasm with three minutes of expert pussy-licking. Beth lay there, hot and excited, waiting for Carlotta to claim what she wanted.

Beth didn’t wait for long. Forcing Beth to her hands and knees, Carlotta had the blonde crawl along behind her to the corner, where Carlotta sat against the turnbuckles and spread her legs. Beth then started to eat the bigger woman’s pussy, bringing her to climax three times over the next ten minutes. Carlotta screamed with delight as Beth, an obvious amateur but an enthusiastic one, licked and sucked at her clit excitedly. Carlotta actually had to make Beth stop; the little blonde wanted to go on forever. The two of them left the ring together, collected a fortune in tips from the crowd, and went in back where they waved to Beth’s friends before disappearing into the showers.

Julia was shell-shocked, but she noticed that Becky and Jessica weren’t really surprised. Walking over to them, she demanded, “How come I’m the only one surprised by what we just saw? Why aren’t you?”

Becky coughed and said in a whisper, “Beth, uh, likes girls. She didn’t want to tell you because, well, she didn’t know how you would take it.”

“You’re not a prude or anything, but well, remember that girl in gym class that came on to you?” Jessica asked. “You were ready to kill her. Beth was afraid you wouldn’t understand.”

Mark was watching this whole conversation and saw the effect it was having on Julia. The brunette had been keyed up when she saw Jessica beaten on by Cheyenne. The thought that Carlotta was molesting Beth had made it worse. Now, she was finding out that Beth had probably been looking forward to it and had been keeping a big secret from her had Julia almost at the boiling point. Mark was wondering now if he should warn his girls before the battle royal to look out for Julia.

When the DJ started announcing the next match between Regina and Becky, Becky ran out looking a little relieved to be out of Julia’s line of fire. Regina was in the ring in a gold thong, waiting for Becky to get in the ring as the DJ explained the rules. “Gentlemen, these two lovely ladies are going to go all out against each other in a grudge match. Our girl Regina is determined to get revenge on Becky for the way that she defeated Belle the other night. They’re wrestling no-holds-barred, and the winner will have to pin her opponent for a ten-count.”

Becky was climbing through the ropes when Regina attacked her. The big black girl wasn’t waiting for the bell. Locking her hands together into a single fist, Regina nailed Becky between her shoulder blades, making her fall so that Becky was hanging in the ropes. Repeatedly, Regina brought her combined fists down on Becky’s back as she struggled to get through the ropes and into the match. Regina decided to help Becky into the ring, her way. Grabbing the blue bikini top, Regina ripped it free, wrapped it around Becky’s neck, and used it to drag Becky to the middle of the ring. Once there, Regina used the top to pull Becky over in a series of snap-mares before she released Becky’s throat and threw the top out of the ring.

Becky was in trouble; the repeated blows to the back and snap-mares had caused a lot of back pain and left her gasping for air. She needed a few seconds to get her wind back, but Regina wasn’t going to let her have it. While Becky was still recovering, Regina locked in a figure-4 leg-lock. It was the same move that Becky had used to force a submission from Regina’s sister, but Regina wasn’t trying for a submission. She wanted to dominate Becky and pay her back for Belle’s loss. The crowd was treated to a magnificent view of Becky’s boobs as she arched up and bounced around to free herself from the torture being inflicted on her legs. It was no use, of course, and Regina took great pleasure in playing with Becky, alternately increasing and decreasing the pressure to maximize her discomfort.

In back, Beth came out looking obscenely pleased, and saw what was happening in the ring. “Man, what is Regina doing to Becky? She’s really giving Becky a lot of trouble.”

A fuming Julia replied, “She attacked Becky before the bell and hasn’t let up for a second.” She turned to look at Beth. “I want to talk to you later. I’m supposed to be your friend. You could have told me.”

In the ring, Becky had begun to beg for release from the torment in her legs. She got her wish as Regina released the hold, but it wasn’t mercy. Regina had simply decided on a new attack. With a handful of blonde hair, Regina pulled Becky up on wobbly legs and caught the girl’s head under her arm. With a wave to the crowd, Regina dropped, slamming Becky’s head to the mat with a DDT. Becky was down and there was no way that she would get up on her own. So, Regina helped her, dragging her up from the mat and executing a piledriver on the helpless blonde. Then, out of sheer meanness, Regina lifted Becky one more time to hit her with a final DDT.

Becky was almost unconscious on the mat. Waving to the customers, Regina kicked Becky onto her back and placed a foot on her throat as the referee counted the pin. The DJ declared Regina the winner, and she left the ring to collect her “victory tips” after a final kick to Becky. Becky was helped back to the changing area by the referee. Like Jessica, she didn’t suffer any real injuries, but she would be bruised and sore for a while.

When Regina came in back, Mark had to grab Julia. The brunette was ready to rip the black girl’s lungs out. “What’s the matter, bitch? You lose too many matches when you fight fair? You only win when you sucker punch people?” Julia was seething and Regina wisely kept her distance.

It was time for the battle royal. The DJ called out the girls one at a time. First, there was Toni, the little blonde in tiger panties, followed by Anna, another little blonde in white lace panties. The next girl out was Micky, a longhaired brunette about Jessica’s size wearing a red thong. Following her was Raven, the club’s “vampire-chick" in a black lace thong with white skin and long black hair. After Raven, Regina’s sister Belle came out in a gold bikini bottom, which caught Julia’s attention. Next, the DJ called out Roxanne, a big girl with blonde hair that fit the “pleasingly plump” category with a full figure squeezed into red panties. After her, Maria came out in red silk panties, and then Mia, the little Asian girl in a yellow thong. The last stripper to be called was the favorite to win the battle royal. Her name was Sasha, a tall Nordic blonde with a toned body in a gold thong.

When the DJ called Julia out at last, she hesitated for a moment. Finally, she said, “Hell, I don’t have anything to be ashamed of.” With that, she pulled off her top, tossed it to Beth, and ran to the ring in only her silver bottoms.

The DJ announced the rules. “Okay, ladies, this is an over-the-top-rope battle royal. The only way to eliminate an opponent is to throw her to the floor over the top rope. There are no pins and no disqualification. The last girl in the ring is the winner. At the bell, let the carnage begin!”

The girls were spread out along the ropes around the ring, watching each other, and at the bell, they all exploded into action. Julia shot across the ring and nailed Belle with a dropkick while Roxanne grabbed Mia with both hands around her throat and began to choke her. Sasha, Anna, Maria, and Micky got into a free-for-all, with Anna getting the worst of it from the three larger girls. Toni and Raven hung back to get a look at the pairings before attacking themselves. Toni decided to get involved in the Belle/Julia scuffle while Raven began helping Roxanne, the biggest girl in the ring, by kidney-punching Mia, the smallest girl in the ring.

Julia was getting back up to continue her attack on Belle when Toni kicked her between the legs from behind. Julia fell down to her knees holding herself, and Toni jumped on her back and locked in a chokehold. Julia was able to stand with the little blonde on her back, but Belle attacked by butting her head into Julia’s stomach.

On the other side of the ring, Anna was in bad shape. Sasha had her in a headlock while Maria pounded on Anna’s back and Micky kneed her in the stomach. Mia was in worse shape. With Roxanne cutting off her air and Raven punching her furiously, Mia was close to passing out. Luckily, or unluckily, Roxanne saw a way to “kill two birds with one stone.” Without warning, Roxanne lifted and threw Mia into Raven, knocking them both to the mat. With both girls down, Roxanne began stomping at them to keep them both in trouble.

Roxanne’s move gave Julia an idea. Reaching up, she grabbed Toni’s hair with both hands and managed to pull her over and onto Belle. Toni was lying on Belle at Julia’s feet, and Julia took advantage of it by jumping up and dropping her butt on Toni’s stomach, crushing Belle beneath the two of them. Julia pulled Toni off of Belle with a handful of hair, and then, with a hand under the blonde’s crotch, Julia swung Toni around and sent her over the top rope to the floor. Toni had the “honor” of being the first girl eliminated from the match.

Anna was a close second. Beaten to her hands and knees by her three attackers, the blonde suddenly found herself lifted into the air by six hands and dropped to the floor to be eliminated. Unfortunately for Micky, she paused to celebrate the elimination of Anna and forgot that Maria and Sasha were her opponents and not her partners. A quick kick to the stomach from Sasha and a double-fisted shot to the back from Maria reminded her that she had no friends in the ring for this match.

Roxanne was still stomping at Mia who seemed to have lost consciousness. Raven had managed to slip away from the big girl and had attacked Belle while Julia was disposing of Toni. Jumping on the black girl’s back, Raven applied a chin-lock and began pulling back on Belle’s head and twisting it from side to side. Seeing this, Julia nailed Raven with a kick to the side of her head, and at the same time, Roxanne realized that Mia was finished and threw her from the ring. That made three girls eliminated.

Julia was dragging Raven to her feet by the hair when Raven retaliated with an uppercut to Julia’s crotch. Once again, Julia felt her legs go weak as searing pain shot through her pubic area. This time, though, she was determined not to go down. Julia snapped her knee forward and caught Raven right on the chin, dazing her. With the dark-haired girl stunned, Julia pulled her up by the waist and gave her a power-bomb, dropping her across Belle’s back. Then, she hit Raven with an elbow-drop between her pale-white, pointed boobs.

Roxanne had joined the assault on Micky, and once again, three pairs of hands lifted and threw the beaten brunette to the floor. The fourth girl had been eliminated. Sasha and Maria tried to repeat their success with Micky with a two-pronged attack on Roxanne, but the big girl was able to block Sasha’s punch as she slammed a big forearm into Maria’s chest.

Meanwhile, Julia had lifted Raven again and had executed a bulldog that slammed Raven’s head down on Belle’s head. She grabbed Raven again and scooped her up, planning to body-slam her over the top rope. Before she did, though, Sasha left Maria to face the onslaught of Roxanne and decided to take advantage of the injured Belle. Julia saw Sasha bend down to pick up Belle and slammed Raven across Sasha’s back. Both girls landed on Belle, and Julia made it worse by jumping on top of the pile.

Maria had been backed into the corner by Roxanne’s repeated forearm blows to the chest and was slowly being driven down to her knees. Once Maria was down, Roxanne forced Maria’s head between her knees and pulled her up into position for a piledriver. Before finishing the move, however, Roxanne turned around against the turnbuckles and climbed onto the bottom turnbuckle. Then, with a jump, Roxanne executed a devastating piledriver that knocked Maria into dreamland. After that, it was child’s play for the big blonde to toss Maria to the floor.

As Maria was being tossed out of the ring, Julia was setting up Raven to be eliminated as well. Grabbing Raven’s ankles, Julia dragged her off of Sasha and Belle, set her up, and used a catapult maneuver to send Raven out of the ring. She turned to attack Sasha again, but Roxanne hit her from behind with a chop to the back of Julia’s neck. Julia was stunned for a moment, and Roxanne caught her in a full-nelson.

Sasha wasn’t going to let such a golden opportunity pass her by without taking advantage of it. While Roxanne held Julia, Sasha amused herself throwing a flurry of uppercuts into Julia’s pussy. When she was satisfied, Sasha slapped Julia’s face and left her to Roxanne while she went after Belle.

Belle, still lying on the mat, was cursing herself for ever agreeing to be in this battle royal. With the exception of one head butt to Julia, she had been taking punishment since the bell, mostly from Julia. Sasha wasn’t any kinder. Hauling her up roughly, the blonde grabbed Belle’s head and nailed her with a DDT. Belle was finished. Sasha dragged her to the ropes, picked her up, and dumped her to the floor.

In the meantime, Roxanne had traded her full-nelson for a reverse bear-hug. Julia was struggling for breath and trying to pull the big girl’s arms apart. She saw Sasha throw Belle out of the ring, which pissed her off. Julia had been beating on Belle and had wanted to be the one that finished her and eliminated her. Seeing Sasha steal her thunder gave Julia her second wind. Julia realized that she couldn’t break Roxanne’s grip so instead she grabbed Roxanne’s head and dropped to her butt. The impact shot through both girls, but Roxanne got the worst of it. The big girl stumbled back holding her chin, and Julia hit her right in the face with a dropkick. Roxanne was staggered back against the ropes, and Julia eliminated her with a second dropkick.

Sasha was impressed as she watched Julia send Roxanne tumbling over the ropes. This amateur had good moves and a serious attitude. Julia had sent three girls out of the ring on her own. Sasha had had a hand in the elimination of three girls too, but she had had help with two of them. Even worse, the crowd had apparently changed allegiances to the gorgeous brunette.

Julia, for her part, was feeling damned good right now, and she wanted to rip a new asshole for this blonde slut. She wasn’t stupid, though, and had a strategy. Walking to the center of the ring, Julia looked right into Sasha’s eyes and held up her left hand, challenging the blonde to a test of strength. Sasha took her up on it, slowly reaching out and locking her hand with Julia’s. She never had a chance to protect herself as Julia pulled Sasha forward into a roundhouse right to Sasha’s jaw. The tall blonde’s blue eyes glazed over and her arms dropped leaving her wide open for two quick jabs and an uppercut that put Sasha flat on her back.

Julia tore into the blonde, dropping elbows, legs, and knees on Sasha from head to crotch. She kicked Sasha, stomped her, and ground her heel into Sasha’s boobs and face. When Julia finally pulled a bruised and beaten Sasha over to the ropes, she didn’t throw the blonde out of the ring but hooked her arms in the top and middle ropes so Sasha couldn’t escape or fall. Then, Julia grabbed Sasha’s chin and yelled in her face, punctuating her words with punches to the tits and knees to the crotch. “Do you know (punch) what I don’t like? (knee) I don’t like (knee) having blonde sluts (punch) like you (knee) throw my victims (punch) out of the ring. (punch) I don’t like (knee) being double-teamed. (punch) And (knee) I (punch) don’t (knee) like (knee) being (punch) punched (knee) in my (knee) PUSSY! (punch, punch, knee)” Sasha was sobbing now from the pain in her pussy and tits, and Julia untied her and let her drop to the canvas.

Forcing Sasha into a sitting position, Julia sat behind her and locked in a combination waist-scissors and sleeper-hold. The brunette tortured the blonde for almost three minutes, alternately tightening and loosening the two holds until Sasha passed out. Leaving the blonde unconscious, Julia strutted around the ring, her arms raised in victory, and whipping the customers into a frenzy. Yelling to the crowd, “It’s time to win this!” Julia pulled the blonde up and lifted Sasha across her shoulders. Julia took a deep breath, and with a surge of power, she pressed Sasha high above her head. She turned slowly so everyone could see and then walked to the ropes so she could drop Sasha to the floor. As Sasha hit the floor with a “THUD,” the crowd exploded into cheers and whistles for the victor. Julia accepted the praise, posing and blowing kisses to the customers for a few minutes before mingling with them and collecting “victory tips” worth more than the purse for winning the match.

Before she could go back to the changing rooms, though, Mark came out and called her back into the ring. She tucked her tips into her bikini and rolled into the ring to stand next to him. “Gentlemen, was that the best match you have ever seen? And our winner. Let’s hear it for Julia, the sexy hellcat newcomer.” The place was roaring with applause and cheers. Julia walked back with Mark.

“You were AMAZING!” Jessica screamed. “I couldn’t BELIEVE the way you were beating the shit out of them in the ring, especially Belle and Sasha! You were like a pro out there!”

Several of the club’s girls were hanging around as well. Some of them had been in the match, like Maria and Raven, and others had just been there to watch. They were all amazed by Julia’s performance, though. Even Raven, who had taken punishment from Julia, was congratulating her.

Julia, who remembered how much she hadn’t wanted any part of this, had to admit that she was having the time of her life. She was so fired up and aroused that she felt as though she would explode. She needed a release and thought of one. Thanking everyone for their praise and congratulations, she walked over to Beth and grabbed the little blonde’s right nipple, feeling how hard and erect it was. Good. “Come with me. I want a talk, I want a shower, and I want a pussy massage. You’re elected for all three.” She didn’t get any argument from Beth, who smiled from ear to ear.

It was almost an hour before they came back, fully dressed, and both looked deliriously pleased. Mark paid the four girls, and Beth and Julia promised to be back for more matches.

The week seemed to fly by for the girls. Becky, with help from the others, had more than enough money to meet her father’s conditions for getting her car. She and Jessica, though stiff as hell, used the car just about every day for trips to the beach to relax away their aches and pains.

Julia and Beth spent almost every day together working out and practicing for matches at the club. They were both hooked on the action. At least, that’s what they said they were doing. Becky and Jessica knew that they weren’t spending all their time practicing how to fight. They had discovered that they had both been in love and lust with each other secretly for a long time, and if they were making up for wasted time, well, it didn’t effect the friendship between the four of them. The two lovebirds were discreet, at least, though they did start touching a lot more in Jessica and Becky’s presence. No problem.

There was an offer from Mark for the girls to come into the club, as wrestlers at first and strippers as well if they were willing. The offer was very compelling, especially to Beth and Julia. One of the many things that they had discovered about each other was a mutual love of wrestling another woman. Of course, Beth leaned more toward being dominated while Julia liked to dominate, but they just found that made it more fun between the two of them. Strangely, or not strangely considering their most recent matches, Jessica and Becky were less interested in continuing their wrestling “careers,” prompting their friends to laugh and remind them that the whole idea had been theirs. After much discussion, they all decided to accept the offer.