It was three days after the match with Missy, and Karen still felt sore.
But in a good way. Her muscles ached from giving and receiving holds and her
head still had a kink in it from Missy's legscissors, but overall the pain
wasn't that bad. Just a reminder of the fun she had that day wrestling with her.
The excitement of one on one competition..and the strange almost sexual feeling
she had while wrestling.

That in itself was weird to comprehend, Missy was her best friend. They
pretty much did everything together so having intimate feelings for her seemed
odd, out of place. On a psychological level she knew she'd never want to get
sexual with Missy, but physically was another story. the grinding, closeness of
their bodies as they fought was intoxication to her. Or maybe it was just a
fluke. Karen loved body contact to a fault, and loved being competitive as well.
Maybe it was the fact that the match got so personal between them that made
her feel like that. Whatever it was she liked it and had a growing urge to do
more of it. She wanted to wrestle Missy again, or anyone for that matter that
gave her that good of a fight. A few other friends also came to mind as her
mind went, but thoughts of this were shooed to the winds by a cell call from
Missy.

"Hey hot stuff. I'm still feeling the workout you gave me Sunday" Missy
laughed on the other end. "Got any plans for Thursday night yet?"
"Not at the moment. And I just got my bonus money from all the overtime I
did last week early. So I think I'm ready for a night out"
"Not exactly that, but I have something in mind if your interested" Melissa
Piped
"Wait Chickie.. Not another match? I'm still nursing a kinked neck from the
last one." Karen said musingly.
"Hehe, not that I want a rematch this soon, but something along the lines of
it. I told a friend how good you were and she wants to meet up and talk to
you about it."
"OK, wrestlin with strangers? Not really on my agenda of things to do."
Karen posed getting mildly defensive now.
"I''ve known her for a good 2 years now and I see her off and on. But just
talk with her, see what she has to say" Missy Replied
"I donno"
Come on! it'll be fun.. Meet new people, get comped drinks, nice club. When
was the last time you want out anyway"
"To a club? Not since the summer "Karen said a little defensively
"So you're due then!" Missy piped again

All in all Karen did love to wrestle. But talking with it to a stranger
made her a little uncomfortable even to think about. She knew Missy well though
and even though she was a wild child, she was also responsible when it came to
her friends. The offer did sound intriguing at any rate. Free night out just
to talk with a stranger about beating Missy also sounded a little fun.
Especially if she got to humble Missy about loosing one to her friends. Maybe even
more. And Karen liked meeting new people as well.

".. Comped drinks huh? By who? This 'person' you want me to talk to?" Karen
said now amused again
"No, she's not like that. We both know the bartender and we get free drinks
'if' we dress to impress while there.. He likes open tops"
"All guys like open tops.." She retorted "OK you sold me, but not because of
the close encounter, more for the I need a night out.. And the whole free
Margarita's idea sounds yummy as well."
Missy answered in even more excited tones now "Great! want me to swing by
and pick you up about 8:30?"
"That's sounds good to me. I'll be ready by then."
"Good, see you then Kar!"

District was one of those dark, gothic clubs located in Philly. Converted
form an old styled bank to a nightclub, the place was impressive. With dance
floors on all three of it's levels as well as Bars. Missy led Karen down to the
underground level where she her bartender friend was. After a few hours of
smoozing with some of the other people there Karen found Missy talking to a
Redhead dressed mostly in red leather, with two of the most killer legs Karen has
ever seen wrapped in fishnets.

"Allison this the friend I told you about Karen"
"I'm pleased to meet you. Missy talks about you a lot but I'm glad I finally
got to put a face to the story" Said the Redhead
"She's mentioned you to me as well and told me you liked hearing about how I
whipped her"
"Not without a fight!" Missy Piped in.
"...Not without a fight" Karen repeated.

The conversation grew more lively as we talked about where we met Missy
and traded tales of the most embarrassing things we could think of about her
exploits with each other. Karen after a while started to feel more mellow, even
if she wasn't drinking like she was. She though she could talk to Allison as
easily as she did to Missy about things. Allison seemed Intelligent, engaging
and receptive to what she had to say. As the night grew older Missy would
eventually dart away from the conversation and come back. So on one of those
occasions Allison asked Karen about wrestling experiences again.

"How'd you like kicking Missy's ass? I don't think Missy and I have even
gone at it before."
"It was way fun.. Painful.. definitely painful.. and exciting." Karen said
as she sipped her now 4th margarita.
"Exciting? ... How?"
"Well, I love to wrestle, it gives me a high. The close in competition. And
Missy is really good at wrestling I found out as we went along." Karen
related. "We went at it for close to a half hour and she was tough to over power... I
think it would have gone either way cause we're both so strong. Like she
said, I beat her. But not without a fight."
"And you like the competition of it, how even it was?"
"Oh I love even battles, don't get me wrong I like to win. But I like to
feel like I won something rather then just overpowering the person. I like
testing myself against people.

Allison, Karen found was engaging more and more with each second they
talked. She was as interested in the details as Karen was reciting the take of her
little hobby. More and more Karen started to feel closer to her, almost
sisterly feeling. They both thought alike and seemed to both have an allure for
this kind of competition. Alison wasn't a sloth it seemed either. Little ripples
of muscles cold be seen all over her body as she moved Karen noticed. If she
and her would ever lock up, it would be an interesting fight. The more she
thought about this the more she wanted to actually do it.

"So you like to wrestle huh?
"At times, it's not a career path but it's fun to do
"How bout wrestling me then?
"Here? cause I'm still too sober to go home with you tonight" Karen teased.
"Hehee... no some other time.. Come over my house next weekend for a pool
party. get to know me and my friends better
"I'll have to think about it, but right now that weekend is pretty empty
"Well think about it, come over just to hang out if you want to ... meet new
people.
"OK I'll think about it..after the hangover I'll have tomorrow.
"Just remember to bring a suit.
After that, the conversation went to fashion designs to other stuff,
eventually Missy came back sweating from dancing her shoes off. Two hours later they
left for home.

The next few days went by slowly, with Karen thinking about the encounter
with Allie that night. She couldn't get the conversation out of her head. She
tried to think of legitimate reasons not to go, but it was a pool party. She
loved both swimming and pool parties. And Allie was amazing as well. Even
though they only talked for a few hours Karen already felt close to her. Sisterish.
That and she felt a needy kind of urge to lock up with her. Allie seemed
experienced at wrestling when she talked. She had nothing to gauge her one except
what she saw of her that night, but what she saw of her body looked solid.
Maybe strong enough to beat her. There was only one way to find out. The next day
Karen went out and bought a new one piece yellow Speedo just for the party.
The suit showed off her amazing legs, arms and shoulders nicely. She definitely
loved the way it looked on her and fit so snugly over her curves. Almost like
a second skin. The suit also had a lightness to it, and unbelievable feel of
freedom on movement while wearing it.. Perfect for swimming.. or wrestling in.

When Saturday came Karen felt butterflies for the new experiences she was
about to get herself into. Going to a new friends house, in a swimsuit, to meet
new people ... almost sounded like a setup for a low budget slasher film she
thought amusingly. The drive to Jersey's Southland's was uneventful, and
getting to the house was actually a breeze. Allison was very good at giving
directions with all the eye catching landmarks put down where appropriate. And her
house was clearly marked. Already there seemed to be a number of cars parked out
front of the house as the large parking area was almost filled. She could
also see a few cars that parked on the lawn as well. Karen took a deep breath
walked up to the front door. On it read a sign simply saying 'walk around back'..

Allison's house was fairly large, complete with bricked walkways that led
her to the various noises coming from the back yard. The yard looked spacious
as well, close to an acre wide Karen gauged. Neatly surrounded by what seemed
like a wall of trees on all sides. Complete with a large in ground pool that
sat off to the side of it, beautifully stoneworked patio and utility house with
a shower attached onto the side of it. A balcony from the second floor
overlooked the entire yard, supported with what looked to be marble pillars
underneath. Karen guessed about 20 guests were already there. Most were playing in the
pool, talking at the makeshift bar or playing volleyball in a sandy area off
to the side.

Over at one of the tables near the pool she spotted Allison talking with a
few other girls. Folding her towel in her arm she walked over and stood aside
her new friend. Allie quickly rose up out of her chair and gave Karen a hug.
"Woo hoo, you made it." Allision said.
"It was actually easy to get to, your directions were flawless. Who needs a
GPS when they have you navigating!" Karen said returning the hug.
"Actually 'SOME' of us apparently needed one to get here." Allie said
looking pointedly at the blonde sitting in a white bikini.
"Hey I was on the phone when I missed that turn, you can't dock me for that"
"No I can only dock you for being on the phone while driving. Reckless
creature."
"Karen this is Debbi and my wayward friend in the bikini here is Tracy"
"Hi, nice to meet you Karen" Said the bikini clad girl.
"Are you part of the group as well?" Asked Debbi swatting a fly away from
her plate.
"No, she isn't, she's new Debbi"
"What group?" Karen queried.
"I'll tell you about it later." Allie answered.

The conversation veered here and there for some time after that. Hours
went by and Karen totally enjoyed all that she met there. Finding everyone she
talked with friendly intelligent and open. She even was egged into a volleyball
game with a few of the other girls she had just met. As well as a seek and
find contest in the pool that Karen won both times she played. Eventually the sun
slowly dipped and finally disappeared completely ending the day. Soon after
the outer lights came on around the pool and patio area as the sky slowly
darkened. Creating a soft light blue lighting about the place as light faded from
the now starry sky. As the guests started to thin out Karen asked Allison while
they sat alone the question that's been on her mind throughout most of the
day.

"what did Debbi mean?
"Hmmm...when?" Allie looked puzzled
"About being a part of 'the group'?"
"...Oh that." Allison cleared her throat to speak again. "OK me Tracy,
Debbie and a few of the other people you saw here today do something called
'wrestling parties"
"wrestling parties?" Karen asked.
"Yes, wrestling parties. It started a long time ago when a few Dominatrixes
decided to do one where they pitted their sub's against one another for
possession."
"I don't understand, possession of what?"
"Not of what, of who. It went like this, One domme would have a sub that
another domme wanted to try out for herself. And/Or vise versa. So what they
would do is have the two subs wrestle and the winner got to stay with her
mistress, with the losers submissive going with the winners mistress as well."

"You mean like slave trading?" Karen asked more and more intrigued now.
"For a time. They would pick a time period that the slave would belong to
the other domme or a condition. They even had permanent trade offs, but that was
when the two dommes got on the mat and fought for the other's slave. Those
were usually pretty brutal matches that turned into catfights"
"So Debbi thinks I'm a submissive then?"
"No" Allie shook her head as if trying to toss off the thought. "Actually
neither is Tracy. But me and Debbi used to be. The parties eventually led to us
subbies that loved the rush wrestling actually gave us, to start forming
wrestling groups of our own. Wrestling and other competitions not for ownership, or
points or anything like that. We do it just because we like to."

"Sounds pretty cool actually.. To me anyways. I'm sure there's some
conservatives that would object to that opinion." Karen said, rolling her eyes
slightly at the remark.
"Well they are usually kept pretty private, and require you beat one of us
at one of our meetings in a match. That or atleast make a showing to get into
it. Few of our competitions are actually public."
"You mean matches or are there other competitions as well?" Karen asked.
"Sometimes, they vary on what they are. But as a group member if you're
challenged to do one you have to do it.
"What kind of competitions besides wrestling do you do?
All depends, usually they're mutually decided. There's no pressure about
that. Don't get me wrong, we all want to win, but we want to keep it fun as well.
You'll see as you go."

Karen studderstepped at the last statement. "As I go? You mean you want me
in on this?"
" Well do you want to?"
"I'm intrigued but I want to think about it."
"Like you wanted to think about wrestling with me."
"Now that I did think about." Karen said smiling again.
"And what did you decide?" Allison said, smiling back at her.
"I decided that I think I can beat you" Karen retorted
"oh hoo hooo hoo! So now I see why you really came" Allie laughed
"Well you did ask. And I thought about it. And I want to see if I can really
beat you."
"Follow me then. I'll show you one of the places we do this at"

Allison led Karen into the back of the house to the basement area. Karen
found that the whole downstairs was redone to look like a mini nightclub. In one
corner sat a large wrap around bar, complete with shelving and racks filled
with overhanging glasses. Two glass door refrigerators sat against the wall.
The main part of the basement was made up to look like a dance floor with tables
and chairs ringing the area. Allison moved to the far side of the area and
opened a low wide door and pulled out a large pair of tumbling mats. Within
minutes she had set the whole dance floor area into a wrestling arena.

"That's.. wow.. pretty impressive" Karen said as she watched Allison
finish locking the mats together.
"Thanx. My daddy actually did the design of the whole area. But this closet
was originally made for a collapsible ping pong table I used to own to be slid
into it. But now that's where I keep my mats and inflatable pool."
"Inflat... nevermind." Karen said shaking her head as she started slipping
out of her shorts and shirt again.

As Karen limbered up on her end of the mat she watched Allison. Her body
was as amazing as she'd imagined. She wasn't tall, but she built like a
cheerleader. Boundless energy seemed to pulse with every movement of her body. Slowly
she slid off her shirt and Capri's to reveal a sexy red one piece swimsuit,
almost identical to Karen's. Riding high on the legs and low in the back, the
suit barely contained Allison's d-cups as she adjusted it and stretched out a
little. Karen stood 5' 5" with her opponent probably three inches shorter then
her she guessed. Her powerful frame seemed very fluid as she started out
moving from one stretch position to another. It was clear she wasn't going to be an
easy kill for Karen.

"OK we'll keep this simple". Allison said "One fall but with something if
I win."
"If you win? you mean we're wrestling for stakes now? I thought you said you
all do it just for fun mainly." Karen said shaking out her arms.
"Mainly, but occasionally there are side wagers" Allison breathed.
"OK so what do you I get if I win then?"
"If you win I'll tell you when the next groups gathering is. And set it up
so you can join that night if you want to. I'll even let you pick the girl you
want to fight with instead of me picking them."
"And if you beat me?" Karen asked cautiously.
"Then I tell you when it is ... and I pick the girl you fight. But if you do
get in, then you have to bring a friend next time you come.. We're always
looking for new girls.
"....OK, deal then."
"OK then. let's see how good you are then" Allison finished as she stepped
onto the mats with Karen as both of them started circling slowly towards one
another.

Without warning Allison stopped in her tracks, and shot towards Karen with
blinding speed. Karen reacted quickly but was a little off on her timing.
Stooping down Allison grabbed Karen at the knee and jerked her leg out from under
her. The move surprised Karen so much that she didn't have time to shift her
balance to her other leg. With a thud and an 'Oomph' Karen landed hard onto
her back. Allison grabbed her foot started trying to maneuver Karen into some
sort of hold, but she wasn't having any part of that she thought. As Allie spun
around Karen kicked out at her inner calf, causing Allison to release her foot
and fall to the floor in front of her, giving Karen enough time to get to her
knees to face her opponent. Both of them now wary of the other slowly climbed
to their feet. All thoughts of play time now out the window as their smiles
slowly turned to expressions of concentration.

Slowly coming together the two Amazons locked up, arm to arm and started
pushing each other back and forth. Both now were looking for an opening as the
slowly grappled on their feet with each other. Allison finally reared back and
swung her arm around Karen's neck. Karen thinking quickly reciprocated the
move as both of them now tried to muscle one another down to the mat in mutual
headlocks. At first all that could be heard from the two women was the sound of
flesh softly smacking flesh and the swish of their nylon suits as the ground
into one another harshly. But within a few minutes, small grunts could be
first heard from Allison then Karen as they struggled with one another on their
feet. As minutes passed, Allison seemed to start to lose strength and the battle
slowly started to sway in Karen's favor. In a desperation maneuver, Allie
released her lock on Karen and pushed against her opponent's chin, sending
painful pressure on her neck. With another press Allison finally jerked her head
free of Karen's painful hold.

Both then came together and started grappling furiously on their feet,
gripping one another where they could. Trying to put one, or the other in a hold.
With both slipping out of each others grasps. For minutes they slammed into
one another's chest and grappled arm and arm. All the while their powerful legs
coiled and fought to trip the other to the mat. Allison, the slightly
quicker fighter of the two finally managed to get behind her now sweat soaked foe
and snake one of her arms behind Karen's neck for a half nelson. Struggling,
Karen fought to break the hold as the two stumbled awkwardly about the mats.
Allison hastily tried to snake a leg around Karen's in an attempt to trip her to
the mat, but was off balance. with a groan from both of them the two fighter
went down, breaking the hold as they twirled to the mats.

Landing facing opposite directions Both girls rolled to face their opponent
only to roll in between each other legs 69 style. Locking their ankles
quickly both started squeezing one another in dueling body scissors. Groans and
squeals came quickly as both powerful sets of legs started warring with the
other's resolve. each squeezing tighter and tighter as they rolled slowly across the
mats.
" Give up?" Allison asked in a painful voice.
"No.. you?" responded Karen in the same strained tone. "Not yet" Allison
answered as they continued their power struggle.

Battling like two constrictors locked in a life and death battle the girls
strained and grunted. Slowly rocking on the mats, both struggled and squealed
as they rolled with one another vying for top position. Each trying to push
the others willpower to the breaking point. Yet neither wanted to admit the
other legs was better to the other. For long moments the pair squeezed slowly,.
The only indication that they were still fighting were the grunts and the small
movements of their muscles as each sought to crush the other to submission.
Allison finally couldn't take it anymore. Reaching forward the Redhead managed
to grab a lock of the Blonde's hair and pull savagely. Screaming Karen slapped
Allison's thigh making both of them release their mutual locks on the other.

"Almost had me" Allison breathed holding her ribs as she slowly got to her
feet.
"Until you cheated with the hairpull" Karen responded doing the same.
"hey never did we say no hair pulling"
"So that's legal now" Karen said getting into a wrestling stance again.
"Always was" Allies said matching her stance.
"Good to know" Karen said as the two of them rushed one another. Slamming
their bodies into each others chest. Karen's' weight took Allison backwards
slowly. As they pressed both grapplers wrapped their arms about the others body
and reach up around their backs. At the same time both blonde and red hair were
snagged and knotted into their foes fingers as both squealing girls
simultaneously yanked back on each others locks.

Screaming in pain both grapplers, near exhaustion started a new war of
hair pulling. Both of the girls now yanked each other's heads back in a painful
arch while their bodies ground into one another painfully. It was like watching
a weird type of sumo wrestling, as each girl tried to not only push the other
back with their powerful legs, but by pulling their hair as well.

The two titans had been wrestling now for over thirty minutes, with
neither girl getting a decisive advantage over the other for long. Slowly Karen's
slightly superior strength seemed to be wearing down her smaller foe as they
writhed and strained together their hard, sweat soaked bodies for final
dominance. As Allison stepped back she started moving so faster and faster. Karen could
finally sense she was wearing her adversary down when she felt herself nearly
airborne. Allison in a quick maneuver wrapped a leg around Karen while
falling to her back. The result was both grapplers landing with Karen on top. But
before She could consolidate her position she felt Allie's python legs quickly
slithering around her ribs in a tight body scissors. The Redhead lost no time
in locking her feet and squeezing with everything she had left.

Karen was securely trapped as her foe held her tight to her body with her
arms while squeezing her senseless with her legs. Slowly the two of them
rolled to their sides as a final battle of wills erupted between them. Allison was
sure this was the end game for Karen, but she loved her spirit. Karen, even
hopelessly trapped as she was now, was still fighting not to break to her rival.
For nearly ten minutes Karen stayed locked in the painful hold, as Allison's
shaking and nearly exhausted legs squeezed. Finally on the third time Allison
asked for her submission and a groaning Karen reluctantly conceded it. After a
moment the two sweat covered and exhausted women slowly uncoiled from each
other and rolled to their backs. Breathing in fresh oxygen as if they had been
under water for ever.

For long moments, both women laid there as if paralyzed with exhaustion
"...Wow" Allison finally breathed "You're one of the toughest girls I've
ever wrestled with Karen... Even girls much heavier then you didn't give me that
hard of a workout"
"Thanx.. coming from someone that wrestle on a regular basis like you do..
that I'll take as a complement."
Allison slowly rolled to her back and got to a sitting position to look over
at her new friend. "I definitely want you join our little wrestling society."
"So I passed the test.. I'm in your 'club ' then?"
"Heh.. No not yet. But you pretty much impressed me.. hell you almost beat
me, and I can't tell you the last time that I got my ass kicked." Allie said,
wiping the sweat from her forehead and arms.
" You trying to make me feel better or just bragging now?" Karen breathed
"Little of both." Allie said chuckling weakly at the statement.. "Why don't
you come by next Thursday, we have our next meeting here that day. I can
introduce you to everyone involved. See if you want to join up with our little
squirmy playmate group."
"Next Thursday huh?.. OK. Even if I come as a spectator I'll still come."

Karen stayed talking with Allie about the match and a few other things as
well while the two of them finally got enough steam and to dressed again. An
hour later Karen started her drive back to her apartment thinking about the
match, the group, and the brave new world she was getting herself into. She was
definitely ready for all of this.