Hi Lover,

This was one of the hardest matches I've ever wrestled - and won. Scarlet is

seriously strong, fast and determined. If it weren't for my experience,

training and swimming all those laps in the pool to build stamina, it could

have been a very ugly night for me. I'll probably be aching for at least a

week.

The match went for eight falls and nearly took up the entire hour. Even with

my advantages, Scarlet forced me to submit five times!

Nobody in that room thought I was going to win. Even I had my doubts after

the sixth fall. William thought I was going to lose big time! Scarlet's

husband, Howard, said he couldn't believe it when I put his wife down and

out. As for Scarlet, the bitch was so stunned that she suffered through the

final hold for almost five minutes before she would say "submit" and admit I

am the better woman.

I've rarely been so relieved to see a match end, or felt so very, very good

about hurting my opponent, hearing her submit the match to me, and knowing

that she meant every syllable with every part of her mind and body.

Considering how close I came to losing and how the match ended, I expect

Scarlet will - sooner rather than later - challenge me to a rematch. :( I

can't say I'm looking forward to it. Our next meeting is more likely to be a

catfight than a wrestling match.

Maybe I should explain. Scarlet is 50, 5-6, 145 pounds, with long red hair.

I'm still have short blonde hair, 5-7, 130 pounds.

William and I checked into our hotel after flying up there, before meeting

Scarlet and Howard for lunch at a steakhouse just outside of Birmingham.

Scarlet was smiling and almost bubbly throughout the meal. Compared to her,

I felt mousy. It seemed that everything she did and said was done for no

other reason than to upstage me or make me look bad. I began to really

dislike the woman.

By agreement the redhead and I wore skirts and sleeveless blouses. She wore

a tight fitting green knee-length skirt and yellow blouse. I wore a looser

blue skirt and white blouse. The first thing I noticed was how strong

Scarlet's arms and legs seemed to be. They were well defined - more than I'd

been prepared for, anyway. I must admit to having been a bit intimidated.

During lunch, she and I talked mostly about exercise routines, while William

and Howard mostly spent the time watching us talk and posture. After

finishing lunch, the redhead and I got up and seemingly discussed going to a

party later - instead of a wrestling match - while striking subtle poses.

Once we were all outside in the parking lot, the pretenses were dropped

while Scarlet and I set the rules for the match. Civility had left the

building. We were two women about to fight and prove which of us is the

better woman. "Bitch" entered the conversation more and more frequently. My

looks at her were cold, calculating and serious. The redhead was looking at

me with her hands on her hips and a smug, confident smile on her face. This

did not help my attitude.

We finally agreed to an amateur style wrestling match - no catfighting or

pro-style moves would be allowed. A one hour time limit was imposed, with

the winner being the woman who won the most falls or who could make the

other give up the match before time ran out. We would fight wearing only the

panties of our choice. For me that meant my tiger print thong. For Scarlet,

it meant a black string bikini.

William took me back to the hotel room for some pampering and gave me a

complete body massage. His excitement was very noticeable, but it wasn't

time for that to happen. We ordered up light salads from room service for an

early dinner - then more pampering before leaving to meet Howard in the

lobby. We followed Howard in our rental car to their house. It was a

comfortable place, not too posh. I was sorry I didn't pack our mats, since

all they had was a choice between a bare floor or one with a rug covering.

My preference was the bare floor. I hate rug burns.

Scarlet was ready when we arrived. She had on a plush green robe that

accented her hair and skin tone nicely. The redhead was like a mama cat,

pacing the wrestling area and asking me if I was ready for my "ass

whipping." I'd had enough of Scarlet's attitude. Without ceremony, I

stripped down to my thong. Looking into the bitch's eyes, I said that she

would be beaten and left stretched out on her own living room floor when I

left.

The boys quickly got the cameras set up and placed a friendly side bet on

the outcome. The redhead and I simply stared at each other. The boys weren't

on our minds right now. The only thing that mattered was beating the woman

standing on the other side of that room and winning the match.

First fall:

I came together with Scarlet in the middle of the floor, with the redhead

offering her hands to me for a fingerlock test of strength. Like some kind

of fool, I accepted the challenge and laced my fingers with hers. Her

strength was incredible! In only moments the Bitch had forced my arms to a

down position and had me dancing on the tips of my toes from the pain in my

wrists. I was shocked, but didn't have time to worry about it.

Scarlet reversed position with our arms over our heads and began forcing me

back and down. I fought back, trying to get my feet closer and get my legs

into the contest, but she wasn't having any of that! Moving closer was a

mistake. The Bitch waited for me to look at her, then grinned, pressured my

wrists back and powered me down to my knees! Stepping up to me, the redhead

used her position to force me onto my back.

She dropped her ass heavily on my belly and straddled my body - knocking the

breath out of me and pinning my hands over my head. Spreading her legs wide,

Scarlet dropped forward to cover me. Her weight was centered on my upper

body. The redhead's big tits came down and covered my face. I could barely

breathe! I tried to twist out. I tried to bridge - feeling humiliated

because I knew the cameras were getting close-ups of my spread legs kicking

and my ass bucking helplessly. But I couldn't move the bitch.

I admitted defeat. Scarlet had forced me to submit in less than two minutes.

I got up quickly, knowing I only had 60 seconds to get it together, and

watched while the redhead laughed and collected a kiss from her husband.

Second fall:

Scarlet came out quickly for the second fall. Almost before I was out of my

corner, we locked up and fought for position. The redhead pulled me into a

right-side headlock. Her arms were twisting my head and neck, trying to pull

me into position against her right breast. She was trying to smother me

standing up! I knew I couldn't fight both holds at once. My head and neck

were hurting, but I certainly couldn't let her trap me in another smothering

situation. I chose to fight the smother. I would try to weather the

headlock, but couldn't stand the thought of being smothered out standing up.

The redheaded bitch increased the pressure on my head and neck by jerking

her body around and pulling me with her. With a violent jerk on my head and

twisting her body, she took me to the floor. I landed under Scarlet with the

wind knocked out of me again! She was positioned with her back across my

chest, yanking my head up, trying to cover my face again! I blocked the

smother with one hand, but the other was trapped under her body - useless.

By this time, I was desperate and beginning to sweat. I was using up too

much energy and the match had been all hers from the very beginning. I

fought it. The bitch would twist her body towards my feet, sharply and

painfully yanking my head up and bringing my face closer to her breast each

time! At one point I heard myself sob.

I submitted again. The redhead had forced me to give up after just over four

minutes. Scarlet asked if I wanted to quit. "No way in Hell!"

Third fall:

The third fall began like the first; Scarlet rushed me and tried to get that

headlock on again. I was ready this time and blocked her move, which left me

behind the redhead. I grabbed the Birmingham Bitch around her waist and went

for a takedown, but our legs got tangled up and we fell to the floor. We

both scrambled to get up, but I was still behind Scarlet. I wrapped my left

arm around her neck and pulled her backward, while my right hand fought to

get her right arm around to her back. I never got it there, but I was able

to get my weight on her upper body from behind.

As we struggled on the floor, I moved higher on her back. The redhead

thought she was dragging me off of her back and didn't see my move coming

until my legs wrapped around her head. I fell over on my side, scissoring

her head and forcing her face down on the hardwood floor. Her body was lying

flat out behind me. Her face was sticking out from between my thighs and

turned toward me. I grabbed Scarlet's left arm and yanked it over the top of

my upper leg, twisted it, and forced the wrist down toward the floor.

My thighs were cutting off the arteries to her brain! Scarlet was getting

weaker with every passing second. I had her shoulder, elbow, and wrist

extended out and bent at unnatural angles! The pain made her squeal. The

Bitch fought my holds, trying to get away and grunting like a pig. She tried

to separate my thighs with her free hand. No Way! The redhead tapped out at

almost five minutes into the fall.

I knew I'd taken a lot out of her and gotten some payback. I didn't let her

go immediately. I gave her head an extra squeeze and made her say she

submitted the fall! Bitch! I slowly got up and went to my corner. I watched

her try to shake off the effects of my holds. Scarlet wasn't as mouthy as

before - but the Bitch was pissed! I had my confidence back, but was still a

little weakened from the previous falls.

Fourth fall:

We came together and grappled for a while standing up - Scarlet trying to

get her patented headlock and me trying to get behind her and not get caught

in it. As I blocked another of her attempts, the Bitch grabbed my right hand

and twisted it hard! The pain centered in my already weakened wrist and I

went to my knees.

The redhead didn't waste any time. She was quickly behind me, dragging my

arm with her. I thought she was going for a hammerlock - but she released

the hold and dropped to her knees behind me - her legs spread and her shins

pinning my calves. Before I could react, Scarlet snaked her right arm around

my neck and locked on a reverse headlock.

My hands pried at her arm and shoulder. I couldn't break out! Damn! The

Bitch had me again! This was not good and I knew it. I struggled against the

hold. Scarlet began trying to sit down, adding her weight to her strength

and curling my body in the wrong direction! The weight on her shins kept my

legs immobilized. She stopped curling me and I was afraid that I knew what

was coming.

She didn't take long to do it. Scarlet growled and began shaking my head,

bending my neck and jarring my spine - all at the same time! She pulled back

and up - arching my back and neck further. She pushed forward and down -

making my back scream and choking me. She shook my head side to side -

making everything hurt.

They really didn't need microphones to catch my submission on tape. You

could have heard it without them. Scarlet asked if I was sure and I didn't

hesitate to say "yes!" The whore gave me one last jerk and released me. I

collapsed forward on the floor and began to slowly get on my feet. I needed

the rest more than I needed my dignity.

She had won the fall in seven minutes. We were both covered in sweat and

beginning to leave small puddles on the floor. Getting my attention, Scarlet

told me the next fall would be the last one. Howard asked William if he

wanted to increase their wager. My "supportive" husband-to-be declined his

offer.

Fifth fall:

Scarlet was extremely confident coming out for the fall. I was tired and

achy, knowing I had to do something - anything to slow her down. I knew she

would go for the headlock and was not disappointed. She made her move too

soon and I dove for her legs, tackling her to the floor. I kept her legs at

an angle - preventing her from reaching my head - and maneuvered to keep

away from her grip for as long as possible.

The Birmingham Bitch got to her knees and edged toward me. I didn't hesitate

- falling back, wrapping my legs around her waist and squeezing. The look in

her eyes told me the strength in my legs surprised her. My legs are stronger

than it looks like they are! She got to her feet and pushed forward, hoping

to roll me up. I stiffened my body, but I could only squeeze to hold her in

place and could not pulsate my muscles or she'd escape. My shoulders and

head were pinned to the floor. We stayed like that for almost two minutes

before the redhead dropped to her knees. I smiled inwardly. I had taken

something away from her.

The Bitch tried leaning back and twisting from side to side. I didn't let

go! She briefly got to her feet and tried again to roll me up. The redhead

couldn't do it! Dropping back to her knees, we looked at each other - and I

continued to squeeze. She put her elbows on the inside of my thighs and

leaned back, digging them into the muscles and trying to pry my legs apart.

I had to concentrate on keeping the scissors and riding out the pain, but I

kept the hold. Scarlet sat up and kept the right elbow on my thigh, then

twisted in that direction using her left hand to help drive the elbow in

deeper! I couldn't keep the hold!

My scissors broke open and the redhead moved in on me. I tried to sit up to

meet her, but only got partly up - my right arm holding me up, my left

trying to fend off the woman coming after me. I failed to stop her! The

redhead snaked both arms around my head again and dragged me forward in a

front face lock. On my knees and bent in half, her weight on my head and

upper back, she began dragging me toward the floor! My hands pried at her

arms. My elbows stopped the Bitch from taking me all the way down, but I

couldn't get free!

Scarlet shifted to one side and tried to turn me over on her back. I blocked

it. She shifted again and pushed up with her legs, adding to the pressure. I

collapsed onto the floor with the redhead lying on my back! Moving her knees

closer, the Bitch raised my head and began pushing me back and over. I

couldn't stop her!

I was soon on my back with Scarlet's sweaty body lying on top of mine - my

head tucked under her left arm and being painfully pulled off the floor. I

felt her trying to get a grapevine and fought it. It was hopeless! I could

only paw at her left arm with my right hand. Her right hand pinned my left

to the floor.

The redhead snared my legs and yanked them open! She called to Howard to be

sure and get some good close-ups of "Joyce's pussy." Howard said he needed a

better view and invited William to get closer, too. She spread me wider! I

could see the cameras pointing at me - recording the look on my face, my

openness, and my helplessness. I wanted to cry. Scarlet arched her back

slightly, cranking up the pressure on my head. The Bitch then yanked her

legs outward hard! The pain was intense. I was spread wide open for everyone

to see!

You can barely hear my submission on the video. The fall had taken 11

minutes.

The redhead kept the hold for a few seconds before releasing me. I lay

unmoving with eyes open where I fell. She sat on my belly and looked down at

me - laughing. William and Howard took their time filming the scene. It

bought me time. I considered ending it and submitting the match to Scarlet.

I almost said it. Howard told William that I was out of my league, that I

was finished. He also said that I should give it up and admit Scarlet is the

better woman. William looked worried and agreed with him. Scarlet just

laughed and posed for the cameras while sitting on me. I refused to say it!

Except for the fourth fall, Scarlet hadn't really hurt me as much as she had

been overpowering and wearing me down. My two scissors holds had taken a lot

out of her, too. But the redhead looked fresher, still had the upper hand,

and was very confident of victory.

Sixth fall:

Instead of attacking me aggressively, the redhead now stalked me around the

room. I was retreating to buy time. My account must have been short of

funds. Scarlet grabbed for my arm and I jerked it out of her reach. When I

did, she stepped inside my guard and pulled me into another headlock, using

it to power me down onto my back on the floor. She had her weight centered

on my chest. I thought she was going to yank on my head like the last time

she had me there. I was wrong.

Scarlet held my upper body pinned against the floor, rolled her chest onto

my head, and covered my face with her tits. She was smothering me! I

couldn't breathe and knew I couldn't let myself get worn down anymore. I

didn't want to go out this way. I tapped out. Scarlet chuckled while the

tits covering my mouth muffled my first two verbal submissions.

The Bitch allowed me to voice my submission about three minutes into the

fall.

Seventh fall:

Scarlet opened the seventh fall by again stalking me around the room. We

locked up near my corner. The Bitch played with me for several minutes -

pushing me, feinting at first my head and my arm, trying to keep me rattled

and off balance. She stepped into my guard again, going for my head.

Grabbing the arm, I twisted my body and fell back toward the floor. The

armdrag brought her flipping over me. I heard a loud and satisfying "thump"

when she hit the floor.

I got to my knees and looked for Scarlet. The redhead was moaning and

rolling on the floor holding her back. The judo move had surprised her and

she had hit the hardwood floor without breaking her fall! I helped the whore

roll over on her belly and straddled her back. She reached behind herself

with her right arm. I was ready.

Instead of using a hammerlock, I went to the chickenwing because it's much

more painful. I yanked the arm up tightly against Scarlet's back and began

to apply pressure to it. The Bitch yelled from the pain I was inflicting on

her shoulder and elbow joints. It's an easy hold to get, but hard to break.

I kept up the pressure to keep the redhead under control while I rested on

her back. She tried to bring her left arm into the fight, but jerked it away

when I moved to add it to the hold I already had.

Keeping the pressure on, I moved up her back until I was sitting just below

her tortured arm. Releasing the arm, I leaned forward and wrapped both of my

hands under Scarlet's chin. Pulling back with everything I had, I began

bending her up toward the ceiling. The redhead struggled, her left hand

trying to pry my hands off of her. She couldn't do it! I threw my legs out

in front of me on either side of her body. Pushing back with them added

strength to my hold and helped me curl her back further and further. Our

sweat helped me to quickly slide down her back until my ass was on the top

of her thighs, my crotch pressing against her butt. It had happened so

quickly that she hadn't had time to scream. My hands were holding her jaws

shut and I was twisting her head slightly from side to side. I was asking

the redhead: "how's that feel, bitch," "submit now," and "you like pain?"

Scarlet's arms fell to her sides and began tapping on the floor. Remembering

how she wouldn't let me submit during the last fall, I held the clutch for

more than a minute before sliding up to sit on the small of her back. I

released her head and let the Bitch fall forward. She was too stunned to

move or say anything. I leaned forward and pulled her arms behind her back

to chickenwing them both. I cranked up the pressure, leveraging them with

all the strength I could find! The Bitch responded to the pain by first

gasping, then screaming her submission - loudly and clearly.

I had forced the redhead to give up in just over eight minutes. Scarlet

spent the minute break cradling her arms and getting a neck massage from

Howard. I was dead tired and aching all over, but the Bitch clearly wasn't

ready to start the eighth fall.

Eighth fall:

This time I was the stalking Scarlet. She kept backing away and flinching

every time I moved toward her arms. I finally rushed the Bitch, and just

managed to turn away as she launched a kick at my body - taking a glancing

blow on my hip. Fucking cheat! I turned and snap kicked my right foot into

her belly, doubling the redhead up and knocking the breath out of her. I

grabbed her hair and held her in place while delivering a solid kneelift

into her left tit! The whore thumped against the floor and lay moaning with

her arms covering her tits. I walked up beside her and stomped her in the

belly. The redhead convulsed and lay back on the floor again.

I lowered myself on her upper body, my right shin across her throat, grabbed

the left arm and forced it up into an armbar. Her legs were flailing and her

right hand pawed at my right knee. I never found out which hurt worse, the

arm or the choke. Both were effective!

I released the left arm and pinned it to the floor under my left shin,

grabbed her right arm and repeated the armbar. The redhead's body stiffened

and shuddered. I had her. Finally! I got off of Scarlet's throat and arm,

using the armbar to pull her over onto her belly. Lying atop her body, I

wrapped her up in a full nelson. I pressured the nelson to roll the Bitch to

the right and slipped my right leg under her body.

My ankles snapped together and I poured everything I had into those two

holds. I pressed her neck forward, while pulling back on her arms and

forcing them together. My legs were not only squeezing but also pulsating to

take her breath away and give her more pain! I stretched Scarlet's body

tightly. I crushed her waist. Her arms became limp in my nelson. The redhead

wouldn't submit! The tape shows her face. She was drooling and looked too

stunned and hurt to know where she was, much less remember to submit.

I kept up the pressure until I didn't feel any more resistance. I released

my holds and stretched the Bitch out on her own living room floor! I

straddled Scarlet's belly and began firmly slapping her tits and face. She

was completely out of it! As she began to come around, I demanded her

submission - slapping her hard every time she failed to respond. She tried

blocking my hands, but I slapped those away, too, and kept slapping away at

her. The redhead started crying, tears running down the sides of her head

and into her hair. I pulled back and slapped her very hard, making a sound

that all but echoed in the room.

The whore submitted both the fall and the match with me sitting on her belly

and slapping away. The fall had taken about nine minutes.

The humiliation:

I was too tired after the match to take my 30 minutes with her, but made

arrangements to return the next morning to collect my fun from Scarlet.

William and I went back to the hotel room. I was too tired and sore to

really do much of anything. William turned on the Jacuzzi in the bath and

spent the evening bathing and massaging me, pouring me champagne and

cuddling real nice-like.

When we returned the next morning, Scarlet and Howard weren't home. When we

got back to our house there was a message on the answering machine. It was

Howard, saying: "Scarlet wants a rematch."