3RD PLACE

HAPPY HOLIDAYS SISTER! by DARK CLOUD

Ever since we were young, my sister and myself have had a competition at Christmas. Every year at Thanksgiving we decide on a piece of jewellery and see who can get given the most by prospective boyfriends. Whoever wins gets to choose a forfeit for the loser to do. This is the story of what happened this year.

I am a year younger that my big sister Christina, and where she inherited out mothers cheekiness and blond hair, I inherited our fathers dark look and moodiness. But we have always been really close and especially at the holidays where we would have our little competitions. It started out easily enough when two boys in my junior school gave me rings (toy ones!) and another boy gave Christina one and I made a big show of boasting about how I got two to her one. I kept reminding her of that all year and by the next Christmas we had our first contest, which she won and as a result I had to do all her chores for the holidays.

As we got older we kept up the tradition and each year the forfeits got wilder and wilder. We were pretty adventurous and wild girls anyway and I felt I had to show Christina I wasn’t bothered by anything she suggested. Backing down wasn’t an option, I’m sure we would have let each other off but we ourselves would never let that even be an option. Anyway last year was the worst yet, we were both away at college and had drifted a little apart and had a couple of pretty daft rows and when I won (thirteen necklaces to ten!) I told her that she would have to cut her long, blonde hair to a maximum length all over of one inch. I thought for sure she wouldn’t do it , she would back out and ask to be let off. I would have let her off too but was stunned the next afternoon when she returned from the city with her hair brutally cropped to a short length. Thing was it suited her, but she was pissed at me and I knew if I lost this year she would have a doozy of a forfeit for me.

So Christmas came and sure enough Christina had twenty five pairs of ear rings from guys who thought they had a chance and I had only eleven. A landslide victory that saw a beaming smile cross Christina’s face as she counted the last set.

“Tough luck Avril” she announced.

“Well, what so I have to do?” I whined.

“”I’ll show you tomorrow” and with that she went off to help mum with the lunch.

I decided that no matter what she had in mind I would do it. No way was I going to be the first sister to back down. I, like Christina was too proud for my own good.

I waited all day for Christina to tell me what my forfeit was but she was playing cute with me and didn’t let on. Then after tea she told me we were going out on the town that night and to not dress too flashy. So we drove into town, both wearing shirts and jeans and boots and Christina took us straight to a bar in a less desirable area of the town. She led me into the raucous bar and we had a couple of drinks and then an MC began shouting over the house mic.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Rowdy Roddy’s Bar. I hope you’re having a good time. Up next in our Brawl Bar the Amazonian Alexis is taking on challengers in her ring. Anyone who can last five minutes wins $100.”

Before anymore was announced Christina led me by the hand into the bar room further down the building. I was starting to get a real sinking feeling about this. There were about fifty guys in the room surrounding a makeshift wrestling ring. The ring was on ground level, had pretty loose ropes and it’s canvas was covered in what looked like oil. As I was taking this in the sound system blasted heavy metal music out and from a curtain at the back of the ring entered a huge woman, this evidentially was Alexis.

She had long, jet black hair that stretched down her back. She was very muscled for a woman but yet was still quite sexy and wore a tight pair of rubber shorts and a very revealing bra top in the same material. She was nearly six feet tall. She entered the ring to a massive cheer and stood menacingly in centre ring in her bare feet waiting for the MC to circle the ring seeing if there were any takers. Before he got round to us a girl stood forward and volunteered. She was tall and pretty and had a pretty athletic figure.

“I’ll do it! I can beat her” she shouted and the crowd cheered her on.

Christina led me over so we could hear what the MC said to her.

“OK darling, you’re on. Nip behind the curtain and put these on (he handed her a very revealing red string bikini top and bottom) then tell the guy with the sound system when you’re ready and he’ll play you out. And remember you only have to last five minutes to earn that $100 but if you submit you’ll get nothing. OK?”

She disappeared and the crowd waited impatiently for her return, the crowd were mostly men but other than my sister and me there was an occasional other female in the audience. The music started up again and the MC announced.

“Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce Alexis’s first challenger, the lovely, the luscious, the leggy Louise!”

God, she was all of these things and more, her stunning figure poured into the tiny bikini and her blonde hair in a ponytail behind her head. She strode to the centre of the ring confidently and stared at her opponent. But staring at Alexis close up seemed to unsettle the challenger and when the MC rang the bell at ringside it was Louise who backed off a couple of paces to size up her rival.

Louise stayed back for ten seconds and Alexis just burned a hole through her with her eyes while the crowd cheered both on to lock up. The raven haired Amazon sprung forward like a panther and in an instant had Louise by her hair and was shaking her like a rag doll in the ring as her bare feet slipped on the oily canvas. Louise had clearly not been in a fight recently because her riposte was feeble as she wind milled her arms pathetically at her attacker and Alexis refused to acknowledge them, she just dug her nails further into the blonde hair and began to lift her opponent off the mat completely and spin her round by her hair. At her furthest point Alexis let go and everyone “oohed!” as the pretty blonde flew across the mat in the oil and her feet ended up through the rope on the far side of the ring.

Alexis wasted little timer in picking up Louise by her hair and swinging her back first into the corner buckle and laying in three consecutive open hand slaps that sounded like gun shots and made Louise wince with each blow and when she stumbled from the corner it was apparent her bikini top had been moved sufficiently for her left nipple to be peeking out the side of the garment.

However, being exposed was not her most pressing problem at that moment as Alexis hoisted her panting body up and easily woman handled her into a rib crushing bear hug. Louise had a look of pure fear on her pretty face as she stared at us over the Amazon’s shoulder but to give her credit she did not quit and wriggling her legs and arms managed eventually to slip out of the hold to the canvas. It was not much respite though as Alexis sat down on her rump behind her downed foe and wrapped her powerful legs around the blonde’s slim waist like Boa Constrictors and exerted more pressure on her foes mid-section.

It was too much for Louise and she wailed out “I submit! I submit! Let me go!”

Alexis broke the hold and strode back behind the curtain leaving her defeated foe in a moaning heap on the canvas as the MC announced.

“Your winner the Amazing Alexis. Unlucky Louise, you lasted two minutes twenty seconds, a good effort but not enough to win the prize. Now do we have any other takers?”

After that demonstration of her power there was not a rush of females looking for some of that, though I was certain that later on with enough alcohol inside them some of the women may think they had a chance. I turned to see my sister smiling a crocodile smile at me.

“You don’t expect me to…….”

“Not tonight little sis. Tomorrow night your forfeit is to get in that ring and challenge Alexis and last the five minutes and earn me that $100. Let me know if you’ve got the guts to do it.”

We left the bar and I didn’t broach the subject again that night as we had a few drinks and slowly made our way home. But I knew one thing, I was not going to be the first to balk at a challenge. I spent a sleepless night however, that Alexis was a monster and little old me wasn’t. I was 20 years old, was not athletic but had a naturally fit body, but I was only five foot five and Alexis would tower over me. Still five minutes wasn’t that long, was it?

Anyway, to cut a long story short the next night at the same time the two of us found ourselves in Brawl Bar and the MC was asking for volunteers I was sticking my hand up!

I think he was taken aback that I was volunteering, seeing me in a T-Shirt and jeans he knew I would be pulverised and I think wanted to talk me out of it.

“Eh kid, have you seen Alexis , I mean she doesn’t take it easy on girls, she can’t, the money comes out of her wages if they last the time limit.”

“No problem Mister I can take care of myself.”

“Well if you’re sure, here go put this on back there. What’s you’re name?”

“Avril.”

I took possession of the tiniest white string bikini in existence and disappeared into a small room behind the curtain. A small, fat, hairy man leered at me and fiddled with a stereo system.

“Where do I get changed?” I asked naively.

“Right here honey” he answered. My look must have amused him because he followed that with “It’s either here or out there in front of the crowd honey. Don’t worry I’ve seen too nude bitches to be affected by you.”

Charming I thought not knowing whether to be offended or outright offended by this horrid little man. To Hell with him I thought and pulled off my shirt and jeans to stand in my bra and panties and looking up I saw him all but drooling at me. I flipped him the bird and turned my back to whisk off my bra and smartly replace it with the bikini top. It was so tiny that I had to tug the material three times before I was certain my nipples were hidden. Thinking back to Louise’s fate last night I prayed that my own nudity would not be revealed. I am no prude and I do have a pretty good figure but I had no real desire to be unveiled before the patrons of this particular bar.

I slid off my panties (eliciting a ’nice ass’ from my companion) and pulled the bikini briefs into place , again adjusting them so everything was covered and silently glad that I had waxed just that morning. Then as I stood readying myself I heard the MC announce Alexis and the bar erupted in applause for her entrance. He waited a moment as she moved into the centre of the ring and began announcing me. Butterflies invaded my stomach and I thought I may be sick as he shouted.

“And now Ladies and Gentlemen, put your hands together for a plucky young fighter who is going to try and hang with our warrior goddess. She’s a beauty, she’s a fireplug, she’s Avril!!!” The music hit and I walked through the curtain on jelly legs as the man flashed me one last lustful leer.

The lights dazzled me and the crowd roared for my appearance but I shut them out and searched the crowd for Christina. I found her just as I stepped through the ropes and she flashed me a thumbs up, I managed a half-hearted smile in response. Maybe I should just of said I was welching on the bet . Better my pride being hurt than my body. And then I looked across the ring at my opponent and I knew I should have.

God she seemed to have grown taller and more muscular since last night. She was in a scarlet bikini top and thong and she looked powerful and sexy and just damn mean. I looked in her eyes to gauge her mood and was amazed to see she had red iris’s that blazed back at me. So amazed that my bare foot nearly slipped on the oily mat and I only just saved myself from going over on my fanny before Alexis had even touched me. The crowd chuckled at my pratfall but Alexis just stared at me as a hungry lion must stare at a gazelle. I guessed the red eyes were colour red contact lenses designed to intimidate me even more, well they worked as the MC rang the bell I really thought I was going to have to survive five minutes with the devil himself!

I froze. I didn’t know what to do. Alexis, seeing me standing there frozen stepped towards me and unleashed a vicious slap to my left cheek. I felt her strength in that slap and though I tried to keep my balance I couldn’t and found my feet slipping from under me and I slammed down onto my butt. I suddenly unfroze and knew I needed to avoid this behemoth if I was to survive the challenge. I scrambled onto my front and was just about to spring up when I felt her fingers dig into my hair and scalp like steel talons.

She wound my dark hair twice in her fingers then yanked my body up by it, sending sparks of sharp pain across my scalp so that I called out in agony. She dangled me there in front of her for a few seconds of punishment as my weight and gravity served to rip out a few more hairs, then she single handed tossed me by the hair across the mat, skidding uncontrollably until I banged into the corner pole.

As I lay there winded I realised that this was so dumb. I had no chance and knew it, I figured I would just get up and submit and at least escape with no further damage other than to my pride. Through blurring eyes I reached up for the rope and tried to haul myself up by it. Unfortunately, Alexis after tossing me had come over to me and stood over me flexing her biceps to the hollering crowd and I hadn’t grasped the rope but rather the top of her thong and as I pulled down it came down. I didn’t realise this until the underwear was about Alexis’s knees and as she looked down in stunned surprise she stepped back and they caused her to fall over and the thong to come free of her legs and into my hands.

I tried to stammer an apology and hand back her knickers but the look Alexis gave me said I wouldn’t get far and she just grabbed them from me and flung them into the cheering crowd - she obviously intended to beat me up while naked except for the bikini top. I made to submit but my enraged opponent slapped me again, this time even harder and I fell like a log on my face. This time Alexis wasted no time straddling my back and grabbing my hair and pounding it into the mat four times then rubbing it humiliatingly back and forth on the oily mat.

She was obviously out for revenge for being stripped and as she dragged me to my feet by my bikini top I felt it fall loose and fall to the ground, my tits on view to the now ecstatic audience. With one sweeping motion she grabbed and ripped off my briefs and tossed them away, leaving my fully naked and held by her. I saw the MC signal four fingers at Alexis and she wasted no time in hooking and arm around my throat and pincering her legs around my stomach and falling back to the canvas squeezing for all she was worth.

I thought of trying to hold on and win the bet but as it felt like I was caught in a trash compactor I had no option and only just managed to speak out “I Submit!”

For a second I considered whether Christina would let me off with this I had done well after all despite being overmatched , then it dawned on me that rather than release the hold the Amazon torturing my body was squeezing even harder. I tried to thrash my limbs to signal my plight but the crowd were too busy cheering and listening to the MC. Just as I was about to black out the pressure eased and Alexis released me, through blurry eyes I managed to look and see why and there in the ring fully clothed was Christina (she later told me she had seen me in distress and got in the ring and kicked Alexis’s ribs with her boots).

Christina was certainly not dressed for this, wearing a loose denim shirt and a tight denim skirt that stretched below her knees and high cowboy boots but I noticed that as Alexis got to her feet she had a smile on her face. And not a good one. One that indicated she was going to enjoy inflicting pain on this blonde idiot that had interrupted her fun.

Christina was taller than me by a couple of inches and was definitely tougher and more athletic than me but as she faced up to the monster across the ring she looked a little worried. The MC and the crowd weren’t about to break this extra attraction up and as I lay winded on the canvas in the corner I knew there was nothing I could do.

Alexis charged my sister, Christina side stepped neatly and put out her leg to trip her opponent but with that pencil thin skirt she was too slow and displaying surprising nimbleness Alexis easily vaulted over the leg. As Christina struggled to pull her leg in and get turned to face her foe Alexis struck, grabbing a handful of her short, blonde hair and wrenching back on it hard. Christina just grimaced and gritted her teeth, then in a smart move she back heeled as hard as she could and her boot caught Alexis right on the shin, causing the Amazon to release Christina and hold her shin in some pain. She was human after all!

Christina managed to land two hard slaps on Alexis’s face before she recovered and grabbed Christina’s arms and they tumbled to the oily mat in a fight embrace.

On the mat Alexis had a decided advantage because while Christina struggled to get a hold of her oiled up nearly nude opponent she kept slipping through her grasp. Meanwhile it was easy for the dark haired fighter to grasp my sisters shirt and hold her still to throw some hard looking slaps and punches. It was easier still to rip the shirt from Christina, sending buttons flying and revealing her full white bra to a crowd cheering everything on. As Alexis jerked the shirt off Christina her arms became stuck in the sleeves and she was a sitting duck as callously Alexis scratched her long red nails across my sister’s face leaving four red marks down her cheek. She also managed to land a stiff kick to Christina’s face before the shirt tore loose and Alexis threw it into the crowd.

Christina slumped forward and I thought for sure she was beaten as Alexis grabbed both her wrists in one powerful hand and with the other neatly unclasped Christina’s bra. I looked on in shock as Alexis taunted Christina and the crowd with it then peeled it off revealing Christina’s firm young breasts to the biggest cheer of the night. While she had her like that Alexis also loosened Christina’s skirt and let it drop to the oily surface before kicking it into the crowd also. Now me and my sister were in the ring with only her panties preventing us from both being stark naked.

I think Alexis had that in mind as well and wanted to embarrass my sister further by stripping her nude but before she could do that I leapt to my feet and charged Alexis with what strength I had left. It wasn’t enough as Alexis turned, saw me coming and drove her bare foot into my soft midsection and as I bent over winded lifted her knee into my face pretty much knocking me out.

But I had bought Christina a few seconds recovery time and she used it by leaping onto Alexis’s back and wrapping an arm around her thick neck in an attempt to choke her out. Alexis wobbled and went down to one knee which I thought meant for sure Christina had her but my heart sunk when I saw the Amazon rise up again and in one movement flip Christina head over heels over her and slam into the mat. Her opponent down Alexis seemed to take great pleasure tearing Christina’s panties off and flinging them into the baying crowd.

At her mercy now Christina was powerless to prevent Alexis cranking on that vicious leg scissors around her body and pouring on some real pressure on her ribs. Christina looked scared and thrashed her arms wildly but Alexis just leaned her torso back out of range and smiled. Panicking Christina decided to fight dirty and I got a clear view of her slipping her oiled up hand between Alexis’s thighs and I can only guess that she nipped or twisted her clit because the Amazon let out a harsh scream and immediately released her hold.

Big sis had an advantage now and tried to increase it, kneeling over the injured fighter and slapping and punching her exposed head until Christina could force Alexis onto her back and slid atop her.

“Not so tough now are you?” asked my sister as she held Alexis’s arms down.

Alexis spat back “You cheating little cunt I’m going to hurt you so bad” as she began to struggle under Christina.

Alexis’s superior power told easily and I saw her lift herself and Christina up and thought she would reverse the positions for sure until Christina tilted her head back then forward and head butted the Amazon right in the face, stunning her. A confidence began to show in Christina’s face as she got up and this time it was her who hooked her claws into Alexis’s hair and jerked her hard to her feet, then ripped off her bra top so both of them were stark naked as they fought. Christina tripped Alexis so she knelt before her and seemed to be winding up for a finishing blow when Alexis snaked out a fist and smashed a punch into Christina’s unprotected pussy.

You could literally see all the confidence and strength drain out of Christina as she reeled from the blow and fell onto her side in a foetal position. Alexis wasted no time in grabbing her ankles, pulling them apart and stamping down four hard times before dropping a knee right on Christina’s softened pussy. Everyone knew the fight was effectively over. That did not stop Alexis from wrapping the same body scissors / choke hold that she had used on me, on my defenceless sister.

Christina was not even coherent enough to submit and I think she blacked out pretty quickly but Alexis showed no signs of releasing her hold and it took the MC and a barman to prise her arms and legs off Christina’s unconscious body. She just smiled as she stood over Christina and once she spoke to them they left the ring and Alexis picked up Christina in a double chicken wing hold in front of her and paraded my sister around the ring, her naked body visible to everyone around the ring. She finished by slamming her face first at my feet and found time to spit at us before exiting the ring.

Somehow I recovered enough to help my out of it sister and myself back to the changing room where the fat, disgusting man made no attempt to hide his inspecting of our exposed bodies. I was too tired to care and wondered how we got into this in the first place. Even finding that my bra and panties that I had changed out of had been stolen (probably by the fat pervert) didn’t bother me , I just wanted to get out of there as quick as I could. I flung on my T-shirt, jeans and shoes and cadged a promotional XXL size T-shirt from behind the bar, dressed Christina in it and we slunk out to the car park to escape with out tails between our legs.

We had parked the car around the darkened side of the bar and as I fumbled in my bag for the keys a hand grabbed me from behind and slammed my head off the car door and I slumped to the concrete. Through dazed eyes I looked up to see the still naked form of Alexis over me and grabbing Christina by her hair and pulling her round the front of the car.

“I ain’t finished with you Bitch. I’ll make sure you don’t jump me from behind ever again.”

She lift Christina’s head by the hair and slammed it down on the car’s hood three or four times and as she sprawled on the hood ripped the large shirt off and flung it down so she was naked again. Alexis followed up with a knee to Christina’s gut and she whipped her face first into the chicken wire fence that bordered the car park and I watched as she slammed into it and began to slide down it.

As she moved in for what surely would be the coup de grace a voice came from the shadows behind us.

“Leave her alone you big Bitch!”

Alexis turned around and out from the shadows stepped Louise, the blonde who we had watched fighting the night before. She whipped her hand up and in it was a 2 x 4 which she smashed down on Alexis’s head and the big Amazon tumbled down onto her back, out of it.

Louise helped me to my feet and told me “I figured I wanted another shot at the Bitch tonight but when I saw you two try I decided against it, then I saw her follow you out of the bar and thought you could do with some help.”

“Thanks” was my only answer as I helped my nude sister into the car and we got out of there as fast as I could drive.

I may have imagined it but I’m sure as I looked in the rear view mirror Alexis’s form seemed to be rising up behind Louise as she watched us speed off but I was past caring and just kept going.

By the time we reached home Christina was back to full consciousness and she just looked over at me and said “You know sis, I think next year we won’t bother with the competition.”

I laughed sadly and gave her a hug, “Yeah, I think that would be a good idea.”

THE END (AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!)