Becky had beaten me home from work as usual, but the greeting was a little different this time. “Honey, I need to talk to you.” Usually, this wasn’t a good thing, but the news she shared with me this time was interesting to say the least.

“Liz came to me today and she wants us to go somewhere with her but I’m not too sure about it.”

Liz was Becky’s best friend and they worked together at a fitness center. Liz was also single and not dating anyone at the time.

“Where does she want us to go?”

“She wants to enter a contest…….at a strip club.”

“Liz wants to dance at a strip club!”

“No, it’s not dancing. She saw a sign in front of the Purple Passion that’s advertising women’s wrestling. She wants to go to the club and wrestle. She’s already called and talked to the owner. But she wants us to go to make sure she’s got friends there in case anything gets out of hand. I told her that’s what they have bouncers at those clubs for but she still wants us to go.”

“Baby, it’s up to you, she’s your best friend.”

“I know, that’s why I feel like I need to go even though I do not want to go inside some seedy strip club. Anyway, I told her to meet us at the Tavern for drinks and we’d let her know.”

Liz was a beautiful young woman and the thought of seeing her in a fight at a strip club was a real turn on for me. She was 5’10” tall and weighed 145 pounds with short blonde hair and had a pair of breasts that I would say were at least a 36C maybe even D. I envisioned the wrestling in a strip club would end with some nudity and the thought of seeing my wife’s 28 year old best friend naked excited me.

We met Liz at The Tavern and picked a secluded table in the back corner and ordered our drinks. Becky told Liz to tell me what was on her mind. “OK, I need some cash, quick. I saw this sign and called the owner. He had me describe myself and said to come on in and if I looked like I said I did he’d pay me $1000 for one night. I’m a little worried about going in there alone though and that’s why I want you two to go with me. You are the only two I trust to keep your mouth’s shut if something unexpected happens.”

“What do you mean by unexpected.”

“Look, I’m not naïve. This is in a strip club so if things don’t go well I could end up naked and who knows what else they might do. I don’t want everybody finding out about it if it does happen. I’ll be embarrassed enough in front of you two. But I know I’m pretty strong for a girl so I think I can handle myself. Some of the strippers from the club come in and work out at our place so I know I can handle them if that’s who I’m up against, but it could be someone else entering. Anyway, what do you say? Will you come with me?”

I looked over at Becky, “Like I told you at home, she’s your best friend. This is up to you.”

“Thanks for putting it all off on me, I don’t want to see anything happen to you so we’ll go. When is it?”

“Tonight, I’ve got to be there in an hour. I was going with or without you but I feel better knowing you’re coming along. Thanks you two.”

We all headed outside and got in our car and drove to the club. Liz told the girl at the door who she was and why she was here and she let us in. Liz found the owner and he called us back into his office. “OK, here’s the release I need you to sign and the contract for one night, $1000 payable at the end of the night. I just need to get a better look at your body before I sign. Take off your clothes.”

“What, right now?”

“Look, I want to make sure my customers are getting good looking women to watch. I need to see you in your bra and panties.”

Liz looked a little embarrassed as she peeled off her blouse and skirt. He had her do a turn for him so he could get a good look at her ass. “OK, you can put your clothes back on.” He signed the contract and sent us back out into the club. “There’ll be an announcement in about 30 minutes or so. When you hear it, come to the dressing area on the other side of the club.”

We went back into the club and found a table near the ring that was being used as a stripper stage at the moment. Becky wasn’t very comfortable with naked women dancing just a few feet from us. About 45 minutes went by and they finally called the girls to the dressing area for the wrestling matches. About 15 minutes after that, the dancing stopped and the club owner walked into the center of the ring.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming. We have three fights tonight so let’s get started. All three fights tonight are no rules, anything goes matches. Win is by submission only in the first match and by pin fall only in the second. The way to win the third will be announced before it begins. We have a girl who has come forward wanting to make some quick cash. She has agreed to fight in our ring tonight and she will be wrestling in all three of our fights tonight. She is a very beautiful young girl standing 5’10” tall and weighing 145 pounds. Her measurements are 36D-24-35. Please welcome the lovely Liz.”

Becky and I looked at each other stunned. Becky was not pleased, “Three fights in one night is too much for her. No rules either, this isn’t fair.”

Liz came out in a white string bikini that barely held in her massive breasts. The mostly male audience cheered and whistled as she entered the ring. She came over to the side of the ring facing us. “I knew I was in all three matches and I knew the rules, it’s OK.”

“Her opponent tonight, is one of our club girls. This is her fourth match since we started this series of matches and her record is an impressive 3 wins with no losses. Coming to the ring in her flaming red bikini standing 5’3” tall and weighing in at 110 pounds with measurements of 34C-22-34, please welcome Cherie.”

Liz’s opponent climbed through the ropes carrying a small bag with her. She removed a clip from her hair letting her long blonde hair flow and put the small clip in her bag. The bell rang and the two girls circled each other. Cherie was a little wary of her larger opponent and as she came in closer there was good reason. Liz landed an open hand slap to the side of Cherie’s face that turned the small girl.

Cherie was furious and turned and charged Liz. Liz was ready and stepped aside as Cherie charged past. Liz shoved her hard into the corner turnbuckle where Cherie hit chest first. Liz followed her in and clubbed her with her forearm just below her neck. Cherie dropped to a knee and Liz grabbed her long blonde hair and turned her around and put her in a headlock. She squeezed hard on Cherie’s head as Cherie searched for a way out. Cherie tried to run Liz into the ropes to get her off but she kept control. Cherie then threw a couple of punches into Liz’s toned abs but they had little effect. Liz had dropped her wrist around Cherie’s throat now and was beginning to choke the small woman down.

Cherie was getting desperate to get Liz off her so she could mount an attack. She knew Liz was not a stripper so she reached the ties to Liz’s bikini bottoms and undid one side. Liz still didn’t release the hold as she didn’t realize one side of her bottoms were loose and hanging down. She felt Cherie working on the knot on the other side and looked down. Liz released the choke on Cherie and began tying her bottoms back.

Cherie snuck up behind Liz and delivered a hard punch to the back of her head. Liz wasn’t ready for this and was caught off guard. As she turned, Cherie threw another punch that caught Liz flush on the chin. The tall blonde dropped to the mat like a rock. Cherie began kicking Liz in the side as Liz started to roll away from her attacker, but that just gave Cherie new targets to direct her kicks. Cherie landed a vicious kick to Liz’s left breast. Liz howled in pain as she clutched her aching breast.

Cherie picked Liz off the mat by her short blonde hair and moved her towards the ring ropes. She threw Liz across the ring into the ropes opposite and as Liz came back at her she jumped high in the air and caught Liz with a flying drop kick to the jaw. Cherie was quickly up and sat on top of Liz and began raining punches to Liz’s face. Cherie then brought Liz to the middle rope in front of us and placed her arms and neck across the rope. She ran across the ring and gained momentum off the opposite rope. Becky yelled for Liz to move but she didn’t respond and Cherie came down with all her weight on Liz springing her back off the rope to the center of the ring. Liz lay in the center of the ring choking.

Cherie climbed to the top rope and dropped across Liz’s chest with a vicious elbow drop. Liz sat up in pain. Cherie helped her off the mat again and pushed her back first into the ropes above us again. She draped Liz’s arms over the top rope and delivered a hard chop across Liz’s chest. Liz lost her footing after Cherie landed her third chop and slid down the ropes resting her head on the bottom rope. Cherie ran across the ring again and Becky was up yelling for Liz to move. This time Liz heard her and rolled at the last minute allowing Cherie to go through the ropes and out onto the club floor.

This was the break Liz needed. Liz needed the rest and recovery time and now Cherie was hurt from the fall to the floor. Liz stood first and saw Cherie down outside the ring. She slowly made her way to Cherie. Liz grabbed Cherie’s long hair and lifted her off the floor. She came to our table and smashed Cherie’s forehead into our table. Two more smashes on our table and Liz lifted Cherie and ran her back into the metal post outside the ring.

Liz pushed Cherie under the bottom rope back into the ring. Cherie was rubbing her back trying to ease the pain. Liz again picked Cherie up and put her in a head lock. She walked her to a corner preparing for a bulldog. Cherie undid the knot on Liz’s top trying to turn her focus to her soon to be bare breasts. I don’t know if Liz knew it but she didn’t hesitate this time. As her top came undone and dropped exposing her breasts, she ran across the ring and executed a near perfect bulldog.

Liz picked her top off the mat and wrapped the thin white strings around Cherie’s throat choking her with it. Cherie placed her hands on the strings trying to pull it away from her throat but she could not ease the pressure Liz was applying. She started to fade out and Liz let her fall face down onto the mat. Liz stood over Cherie’s motionless form as the mostly male crowd yelled to Liz. “STRIP HER, STRIP HER, STRIP HER.”

Liz was intoxicated by the crowd and reached down and untied Cherie’s top and then her bottoms. She tossed them out of the ring as Cherie was slowly starting to turn over. Liz picked her naked opponent up and put her in a full nelson as she paraded her around the ring for the men to see. Liz reached down with one hand and sank her manicured nails into Cherie’s firm right breast. Cherie howled in pain as Liz tortured her tit for nearly a minute. Liz dropped Cherie to the mat.

Cherie was almost out and Liz sat on her back. She placed Cherie’s arms over her knees and locked her hands under Cherie’s chin. She had Cherie in the camel clutch and pulled back hard. Liz moved her feet back a bit farther applying more pressure. Cherie tapped the mat signaling her submission and the bell rang. Becky stood cheering her friend.

Liz sat on the mat breathing heavily, her bare breasts heaving. The club owner announced a ten minute rest period for Liz and she made her way to our table. Liz retied her top as she sat down with us. “Damn, that was harder than I thought it would be. That little bitch was tough. I may be in over my head guys. The owner told me each match would be tougher as I went on.”