The Tigress Wrestling Club Ch. 06

I stood over her straddling her. Tumbles of my red hair fell into my face and I sneered down at her. "There's a lot more where that came from." I turned around and went back to my position. There would be no element of surprise this time and Erin was almost certainly furious. I faced Erin again and my guess was correct. Erin looked like she could glare a hole through me. We both crouched down and readied ourselves again.

"Go!" As soon as the judge announced it we took off towards each other. I leaped into the air to try and tackle her to the ground but she ducked under it. My chest collided with the ground first and I let out an "Oof!"Erin grabbed my leg and pulled it into a very painful position. I tried to twist and pull my way out of it but the blue haired woman held fast. After a few exhausting and painful seconds I tapped the mat.

"There's a lot more where that came from." Erin smirked at me. I huffed and got up. Fine. If that little bitch wanted to play it like that then that's the way it was going to be. We both returned to our spots before we were prompted. The said the magic word and we were off. She darted at me and I tried to get out of the way to throw her to the ground. She swerved into me and knocked me down. We both scrambled to find a weak spot in the other's defenses. It was a battle that I won and I rolled us over so I was on top. I tried to twist her arm into a submission but she found a way to wriggle out of it. Erin tried to scoot back but I stayed on top of her. I got my two hands around her neck and she was soon spluttering and gasping for air.

It was about this time that a fist came slamming in to my face. I released the choke and Erin seized the opportunity. She rolled me over and tried to apply her own choke. I was stronger, far stronger and quickly pulled her off me.

We both gained some distance from each other and stood up. There was a brief pause and then we launched at each other. I crouched down to tackle her. She leaped over me, grabbed my hip and spun me to the ground. Flying squirrel takedown. Frustratingly hard to defend. And even worse she managed to grab the string to my bikini bottom. I hit the ground with a thud and Erin wrenched my arm into a submission. There was no escape, and I tapped out again. I rested my head against the mat. Sweat was pouring out of me and the bluehaired girl was running me ragged. I pulled myself up and looked at Erin. Ok. Time to pull myself together.

We both moved back to our positions and the judge said "Go!" I let Erin run at me. She didn't look like she was coming high or low. I decided to make her decision for her and I jumped up and aimed a kick at her gut. Erin's eyes went wide with surprise and the blow hit hard. She doubled over and then collapsed on the ground. I got on top of her and pulled her leg into a single leg boston crab and she tapped the mat. Just after she tapped one of the judges called time. I stood up and got off of her. That kick was brutal and surely slowed her down a little bit. Or at least put a little caution in her.

I turned away from her and looked down. There was a little stubble from two days of not shaving my lady parts. I had almost forgotten that I would be fighting half naked for the rest of the match. And that would be if I won, too. It was even by my count. I caught my breath and looked at Erin. She had completely recovered from the kick and was seething again.

"Competitors, on your marks!" We both moved to our marks and bent our knees. Erin and I were both raring for round two. "Go!" Erin was a little bit reticent just as I expected her to be. I surged forward and judo tossed the smaller girl to the ground. She was face down so I took the opportunity to pull her bikini string. Then I pulled her into a camel clutch. I looked into the camera as I waited for Erin to yell out her submission. This one is for you, Samantha. Erin hollered out her submission and I let her down. The bluehaired girl would have to fight with no top just like I would have to fight with no bottom. I sized her up- she was maybe a b-cup, tops.

Again both of us moved back to our spots before we were prompted. The scorekeeper shouted go and Erin was playing it safe once again. I went in more aggressively. Erin tried to do some sneaky dodging bullshit but I managed to sidle in behind her. I grabbed her by her small hips and heaved her up into the air and back down again for a german suplex. She tried to roll through it but I held on and hit her with it again. It looked like Erin was disabused of rolling again and her shoulders were on the ground for a three count.

I pushed her off me and returned to the starting position. Erin was taking her sweet time in getting back to the mat.

"You know there are three rounds, right?" I gloated, sending a beaming smile at her. Erin didn't even say anything. She blew the hair out of her face and returned to the starting spot. "Go!" reverberated around the room and I launched at her for the third time in a row. Her dodging bullshit worked this time. She tripped me up and I fell down to the mat. She hurled herself on top of me and snaked her arm around my neck. I tried to pull her arm off of me but I lacked the strength. With her free hand Erin undid my bikini top which would expose me to the world when I stood up. The arm binding my neck made me tap and I did.

My bikini came off as I stood up. I sauntered back to the starting spot as if I was unaware. Samantha wanted us to be confident no matter what we were or weren't wearing. And so I looked at Erin with my shoulders back and head high. I worked hard on my body. No sense in keeping it hidden from the world. Erin guffawed at me a bit and I didn't mind. She got to her spot and we were off again.

This time Erin showed more aggressiveness and was punished for it. I let her in for the lock up and looked straight in her eyes as I overpowered her. A look of quiet fear spread over her face. Oh yes Erin. I was the better woman and you are to be punished for it. I threw her to the ground. I put my hands on my hips and stood over her. She tried to scramble away from me; I calmly matched her with my long stride. Every time she moved back a foot I moved forward two. I put my foot on her face and pushed down. She did her best to push me off of her but my muscles were honed- sexy and strong. It wasn't a pin and there was no way she was going to tap. I just wanted to humiliate her. Her struggles were absolutely pathetic I lifted my foot off of her and jumped on top. I undid her bikini bottoms and pulled her leg into a submission hold. She clawed at my back for a bit before pulling my bikini top's string. That would show me to turn my back on her. But I pulled her leg tighter even as my top was falling off and she tapped the back she had just clawed.

We both got up, returned to her marks and were off again. I took a step forward and she took a step back. I took another forward step and she took another backward one. A smile played across my lips. She was afraid of me. I rushed forward and she deftly made me faceplant into the mat. She wasn't afraid of me. She was goading me into making mistakes. And I rushed in like an idiot and she was yanking my arm into painful positions. I held out for as long as I could. Just as my hand was about to come down to tap, the judge mercifully called time.

Erin sighed before getting off of me. She patted my head. "You're a big dumb girl aren't you?"

I looked up at her and sneered. "I'm a big dumb girl that's winning."

Erin said nothing.

"What? No witty comebacks?" I probed.

"Listen, when I want your comeback I will wipe it off the floor after I make you squirt." Damn. She got me good. I blushed and got up. I took a few steps to have my back to Erin. My hands rested on my hips and I thought about the match. I felt I was winning and I felt I could win. A few deep breaths made me feel more alive than ever. Ok. One more round to go then I got to fuck Erin.

"Competitors..." One of the judges drew the word out. They didn't even need to finish their sentence. We both went to our hashes. The judge shouted go and we gladly obeyed. Erin charged in this time. I tried to dart to the side to trip her up but she was right on top of me. She got me on the mat and quickly hopped on top of me. Two weak hands wrapped around my neck. I knew I could get her off of me so I pulled the strings of her bikini bottoms then twisted her off me. I finagled my way to being on top and pulled her arm into a kimura. She tapped out and I pushed off her to get up.

Erin did not like that. Not one bit. The girl's livid face clashed horribly with her blue hair and I wondered if she would turn purple from the mix. When we both were given the green light to get into it, Erin was off the line quicker than a racehorse. I knew she was coming- I grabbed her head and tucked it between my thighs. I heaved her up by her legs and pulled them apart- I felt her clawing at my calves but it made no difference. The camera zoomed in on her exposed sex and I smiled to myself, before I slammed her painfully down to the earth. I pulled both of her legs into a painful scorpion hold and she bellowed her submission.

The adrenaline was really flowing now. Erin was naked and mad as fuck. I was naked too, but I felt in control. The scorekeeper said go and we flew at each other with unrestrained passion. She tried to use her low center of gravity to throw me to the mat but I was too good for her. I flung her down to the mat and was on her in a flash. A devious thought came to me and I enacted it. I moved my body so I was pinning Erin's hands to the mat and could smother her with my breasts. She got to know what real tits felt like and they were all over her face. I really rubbed it in- she was out of breath and had to tap out.

I hopped up again and strode back to my mark. Erin got up and went back to hers as well. The look on her face was begrudging. She knew she was going to lose. And as soon as the judge said go I moved to prove it. Erin charged at me. I threw her to the mat and she was face down when I climbed on top of her. Two strong hands guided her hips high in the air and I spanked Erin the same way Samantha spanked me.

"You barely have an ass to smack..." I taunted as I made her cheeks bright red. Erin groaned under me as I sent pain rippling through her tender little butt. I then grabbed one of her legs and yanked and she tapped out. We returned to our spots and launched at each other again. The little bluehaired girl must have known she was circling the drain but she still had quite a lot of fight in her. She managed to bring me low and scrambled to find some sort of hold to put me in. I fended her off for as long as I could but fell into a painful submission. I tapped and she relinquished her hold.

In my estimation, I was up. Way up. The hold had been a setback, nothing more. That didn't make it feel any less frustrating. We found our marks and were ready to spring at each other. Erin ran at me; I scooped her up and tried to drain the fight from her with a powerful bear hug. She pushed against me and grimaced in pain. Just when I thought Erin was going to tap out the scorekeeper called time and ended the match.

One of the judges walked over and held both of us by the hands. "And the winner is...Rachel!" The judge raised my arm. I wooped and smiled at Erin. My ten minutes were going to be fun. I went back to the locker room and got my purple strap-on and returned to the mat.

"On your knees." I said Samantha's favorite line and Erin obeyed. "Open." I commanded. She opened her mouth and I shoved as much of the strap-on in her mouth as I could. I wasn't having her suck it; I was face fucking her. A few moans and grunts came out mid thrust. My strap-on was now soaked and I hoped Erin was too. I pushed her down on to the mat and made her go doggy style. She cried out as I grabbed a handful of that bright blue hair and cried even louder when I entered her. We weren't making love or even having sex- I was fucking her. Brutally, passionately, angrily fucking her. Erin was starting to like it despite herself. As my toy entered her quicker and deeper the moans of pain were slowly becoming moans of pleasure.

I looked straight into the camera as I sent Erin to heaven. Oh yeah Samantha. I am not a slut any more. I am not afraid any more. I am Rachel and I take what I want. And I want Erin, this small little bluehaired girl. I flipped her over and kept pounding her- I tried to look right into her eyes but they were rolling around. With one great thrust I hit her g-spot and she came loudly and powerfully. She collapsed back onto the mat- her mouth lolled open and her chest rose and fell with each breath. I exited her and rubbed my strap-on across her face. All she could do was groan and take it.

The judge called time and I stood up. I stole one last glance at the girl I just fucked. Erin would be walking funny for a while. I returned to the small locker room and sat down on the bench. Even if I didn't get my revenge on Samantha, it felt nice in a small but powerful way. No more being a scared little slut. It was high time to be a Tigress.