Chapter Nine
Bring On Brunhilda
By Azekiel

Wolf faces probably the best technical wrestler competing in the junior division in Brunhilda Sanchez.
Wolf and Walter slaps Phil on the back pouring bubbly over his head celebrating win over Sonia. Suddenly a buzzer sounds followed by a voice crackling out of the overhead speaker. Ten minutes then you’re up Wolf, your opponent will enter first then you will follow” the voice orders. Well at least we’ll have two wins tonight after you put that haughty bitch in her place “Walter tells his friend. He then sits solemnly hanging his head telling his Wolf. At least you guys proved you belong; I don’t think I’m cut out for this. I mean I can’t even best a girl half my size so what’s goanna happen if I face my sister. Wolf cuts his friend off slapping Walter on the back telling him “come on man cut it out you would won that match if not for Cheba’s interference. And as for Elke you will not be facing her until you’re ready and that won’t be for a while. Just because you and Phil fared well in your first matches don’t get your head blown up. We all has plenty of training ahead of us if we are goanna make it to the big show. That’s where the real money is brothers so that’s where we have to not just get too. That’s where we’ve got to go and dominate, put our stamp all over the he fucking place so that they’ll know who’s running the show” Wolf shouts getting himself psyched up for his upcoming battle. The buzzer sounds for the second time signaling that it is time for his match. Good luck man, I wish I could be at ringside for you” Phil says clapping Wolf on the back. I know but Barbie has decreed that no seconds be allowed for either team for this match. She wants a clear cut winner with no shenanigans; she told me if I can beat Brunhilda it will open up future opportunities for all of us. Wolf is wished good luck from his friends before taking a long slow walk to the ring.
The rest of the story is told from the viewpoint of Wolf…..
After circling trash talking trying to feel out the other I tire of this dance leaping forward. Brunhilda meets my charge grabbing me around my neck as I do the same trying to force her to the mat. We struggle for dominance trying to control the collar and elbow tie up. I allow my opponent to push me back a step as we jockey for position. This sets Brunhilda up for a maneuver I learned not long ago releasing my grip leaving my hands free to strike. And strike I do hitting the sexy Latina with a double palm strike to her chest. My blow winds my opponent allowing me to drop down to the mat tangling my legs with Brunhilda’s. We both crash down to the canvas but I’ve positioned myself so that I land on top. This accomplishes two things one my opponent lands on the bottom giving me the superior position. Two Brunhilda is forced to absorb the impact of my 170 pounds landing on her whom I take full advantage of straddling my winding rival. I rise only to drop a knee down into the girl’s thick left thigh then her right. I quickly repeat this before folding Brunhilda’s across the other cinching in a tight leg lock. I quickly scoot up Brunhilda’s back reaching under her chin lacing my fingers together. I pull then twist her head back then to the side stretching Brunhilda’s whole body into an awkward position. She tries to muffle her cries but with me pouring on the pain that’s near impossible. I bounce up and putting more pressure on her trapped folded knees while still jerking her head back. Give it up Brunhilda before I break your neck bitch” I whisper in into my trapped foes ear. Her only response is a loud grunt as she struggles to free herself, damn I got to give it to this bitch she strong and can take slot of punishment . Pain suddenly shoots thru my hand as the Brunhilda has managed to pull my fingers within range of her mouth. The cheating desperate bitch has sunk her teeth into my hand breaking the skin on my fingers. I scream releasing her rolling to the side holding my right hand showing Sam the bite marks. He shakes his head in a dismissive way telling me to suck it up and whining like a girl, beat the bitches ass is the best way to get back at her.
I take the big refs advice going on the attack as he signals for the match to restart. You could tell that my earlier le abuse has left my opponent a bit on the gimpy side. Brunhilda’s tries to hide it but her slight limp is all I need to spur me into action. I leap at Brunhilda trying to use the element of surprise grabbing her around the waist. My intent is to take her down and continue working on Brunhilda’s legs and try to get a quick submission. But as we tumble to the mat she shows me what a truly dirty fighter she is catching me with a low blow. As we fall Brunhilda’s leg flies up striking me in the balls which could have been a mistake. But when land on top of her she whispers into my ear” liked that how about another” before blasting her right knee up into my groin. The second ball busting blow is the one that really takes the wind out of my sails leaving me completely powerless against what’s to come. Brunhilda easily shoves me off to the mat where I lay clutching my crushed nuts fighting back the bike that threatening to come up and out of my mouth. Somehow I find the strength to try and crawl over to the ropes hoping that this will afforded me some much needed time to recuperate. But my dark skinned demon of an opponent has other ideas as I feel her grab my leg dragging me back to the center of the ring. Bitter laughter echoes in my ears as pain explodes in my head causing me to momentarily black out. Later I would see that Brunhilda had performed a running knee drop to the back of my head. If she would’ve just pinned me it would’ve been the end of the match but her list for revenge took precedence over that. For the next several minutes the angry Puerto Rican punisher lived up to her name. First she pulled me up lifting me as if I was a small child delivering not one, not two but three across the knee rib breakers. I roll across the mat unable to catch a breath as needles of fiery pain assault my sides. As if this wasn’t enough Brunhilda sends me flying thru the air tumbling thru the middle rope. I’m painfully deposited into the lightly padded floor outside the ring holding my still aching ribs. I make it to my hands and knees only to have Brunhilda kick me in the side sending skittering across the floor. She rolls back into the breaking the referees twenty count only to quickly exit resuming her brutal beating. By this time I’ve made it to my feet as Brunhilda who has relaxed her defense is met with a stiff left to the jaw. This stops the shapely bubble butt brawler in her tracks giving me an opening to take back control of this match. No sooner than I grab my seemingly stunned opponent am I again disabled this time by a brutal rake of my eyes. Blinded I’m defenseless against what comes next as Brunhilda on the slams me face first into the crowd patrician. I’m dropped to my knees only to be lifted and dropped right side first down upon the four foot high wall. Pain explodes thru my whole upper torso leaving me shaking uncontrollably on the ground. I feel more than see Brunhilda drag me across the floor then roll me back into the ring.
I flounder on the canvas vision blurry, ribs feeling as if someone bashed them with a sledgehammer and my balls still aching. I here Sam lambasting Brunhilda for her brawling tactics outside the ring threatening to disqualify her the next time she does this. Don’t worry big boy there’s no need because there won’t be a next time, I’m goanna end him right now” my confident opponent tells the angry ref. My vision returning to normal I slowly raise taking up a fighting stance. I ready myself best I can for the oncoming onslaught only to be quickly put back down by Brunhilda. She charges catching me with a flying dropkick to my chest sending me crashing back down to the canvas. Before I can recover she has wrapped those thick brown thighs around my ribs. Come on my little brave but stupid Chico, give up and save yourself lot of hurt. Give up and pledge to be Brunhilda’s slave boy” she coos in her thickly accented English. Which of course response is “FUCK OFF CUNT, AIN’T NO WAY ILL EVER GIVE TO NOBODY ESPECIALLY YOU. Shit I can barely breathe with this cunt fat fucking legs tightening around my chest crushing my lungs. Brunhilda’s big strong thighs are restricting my lungs from expanding; she’s trying to squeeze the fight from me and may just succeed. Now her brutal battering of my ribs makes sense as all along she was setting me up for this moment. I fight the oncoming darkness as this cunts leg scissor has me barely able to catch a breath. Sudden pain explodes on the side of my head knocking me out my reverie bringing me back to the here and now. I hadn’t realized how close I'd came to passing out until the brutal bitch clocked me on the side of my head. I don’t think Brunhilda did this on purpose I think she really just wanted to dish out some more punishment. But her cuffing me with a forearm shot actually brings me back around as the cunt says to me “Come on Wolf it’s over you can barely breathe and no one escapes these two pythons you’re trapped between. Brunhilda informs me thru clenched teeth squeezing me even harder. It’s then that I realize the toll it’s taking on the dark destroyer to keep up the pressure, especially after the punishment that I inflicted earlier on her legs. I suck as much air in as possible pushing myself up onto my knees. This alleviates some of the pressure on my aching rib cage but I’m still far from free of my bone breaking foe. I ram my elbows down inside Brunhilda's thighs wedging them between my body and her legs. I’m satisfied with the grunt of pain and the trembling of her strong thighs. I repeat my counter this time targeting the top of Brunhilda's thighs driving the points of my elbows as deep as possible which brings an audible protest from my cocky opponent who screams releasing me from her rib cracking submission hold. Brunhilda rolls a few feet away holding her right leg clutching her probably cramped Hamstring. I’ve incapacitated my crawling opponent compliments of my continuous leg attacks, but I’m in no better shape. I crawl over to the edge of the ring using the ropes to pull myself to my feet. I realized the only way I’m goanna win is to get Brunhilda to make a mistake which I can take advantage of. I beckon the onyx hued beauty raising my hands in the air challenging her to a test of strength. Come on Chica let’s see if you’re brave enough to test a real man “I scream stopping a few steps from her. Brunhilda smile widens as she stops massaging her thighs limping over to me hands raised high. We lock hands pushing against each other trying to show who is the superior athlete. We struggle neither one of us giving ground until I suddenly fall back jamming my feet into the stacked sisters stomach. Brunhilda is lifted up off the mat and tossed over my head tumbling to the mat behind me. I execute my monkey flip perfectly rolling to my feet standing over a winded Brunhilda. I waste little time as I leap in the air coming down across the still dazed Puerto Rican wrestler. Both of my legs crash down crushing Brunhilda's breast leaving my opponent breathless. I follow my brutal boob bash with an elbow to Brunhilda’s taut abdominals .The belly blast forces Brunhilda to sit up into another bomb blast this time in the form of a forearm smash. Brunhilda is knocked back down to the mat where she rolls over onto her stomach trying to protect from further breast attacks.
I now have her positioned how I want her as I drop down sitting on top of the Latina's firm full ass. I send several punches down into Brunhilda's left thigh before lifting it high in the air. I stretch her trapped leg as high as I can locking Brunhilda’s leg in a half crab hold. I lean further back eliciting high pitched wails as Wanda ask if she wants to submit. Fuck off ref, I rather die before I submit to this piece of crap” Brunhilda says from between clenched teeth. Ok have it your way bitch “is my response as I continue to pour on the pain. I bend the cunts leg pointing her knee down slamming it down into the back of Brunhilda's other leg. I repeat my hamstring attack ramming her left leg into her right thigh before folding it across the other. I then sit down on top of Brunhilda's legs bouncing up and down stressing her knees, hamstrings and lower back. I then reach back grabbing Brunhilda by the hair jerking her head back bending her body into an awkward position. For the second time I have my opponent trapped in my crippling submission hold. Brunhilda's muffled cries of pain only intensify as I switch my grip releasing her hair. I then lock my hands under her chin rocking back and forth adding toque to my leg crippling back breaking hold. I build up enough momentum to roll onto my back lifting Brunhilda off the mat grabbing her by the arms. I now have my once boastful ebony beauty crying like a newborn babe. Come on babe quit now or suffer permanent injury, either way I win the match bitch. You don’t got no way of escaping, no fingers to bite, and no balls to kick “I remind my trapped tortured Latina. Brunhilda is no longer able to take the pain of my crippling inverted tarantula body lock screaming out her submission. I take a minute before releasing the Coco complexioned Puerto Rican wrestler. She crashes to the canvas with a loud thump shaking uncontrollably, painful convulsions racking her voluptuous frame. Brunhilda stays there for the next couple of minutes trying to recover. I have to feel for my defeated opponent knowing how debilitating the effects of the tarantula hold can be. I had to experienced it not long ago in order to master the hold and let me tell you it’s not a pleasant experience... Brunhilda lays unmoving except for the involuntary twitches of her battered frame. Her loud sobs are drowned out by the applause from the crowd as the results of the match are announced. I stand placing my foot on my dispatched foes face arms raised high as Barbie announces the results of the match. IN 16:25 INPROVING HIS RECORD TO 3-0 THE WINNER OF THE MATCH…..WOLF

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