Madeleine (aka Ms. Liberty) vs. Domina
Ms. Liberty Returns to the Ring!
It happened several years ago, but it was an event I will never forget. Having returned home from being away at college, I got my first real job and within the next year, finally moved out of my parent's house and got my first apartment. Within a couple of weeks, the doorbell rang and there stood Aunt Madeleine. Though we weren't related, she had been a close friend of my mother?s for many so I had always called her my aunt.
Anyway, she had a housewarming gift for me, a bottle of wine, so I invited her in and we talked for a short time, catching up with each other. I then gave her a tour of the apartment before she took a seat on the sofa in my living room while I went into the kitchen and opened the wine, pouring a glass for each of us. When I returned, Aunt Madeleine was, quite innocently, looking through the videos I had stacked under the TV. I immediately panicked, knowing that the only videos I had were my large collection of women's wrestling tapes.
"I guess you're a fan of women's wrestling." she teased, a smile on
her face.
I stuttered nervously, not sure how to respond and worried that she might go back and tell my family, leaving me subject to their ridicule. But in her typical calm manner, she put me at ease.
"Don't worry, it'll be our little secret.? she whispered teasingly.
Our conversation continued and was pleasant but predictable to this point as we polished off the bottle of wine. But then she floored me with a little secret of her own! She told me that we had something in common, she had been a professional wrestler for almost 20 years!
"Do you remember when my kids used to sleep over your house about once a month?"
I nodded, remembering how her sons would sleep over sometimes when Aunt Madeleine and her husband would supposedly be going out for the night.
"Well the truth is, we weren't actually going out, we were going to my wrestling matches."
My mouth fell open and I gulped, stunned by her confession. How could
that be? And who knew about it? Did my mom know? Did her kids know? But before I could ask any of those questions, she began to fill me in.
"No one knows about this, not your mom, not my kids, no one. The
only one who knows is my husband. So you have to promise, AND I MEAN
PROMISE, never to reveal our little secret to anyone."
I nodded in agreement, but was still stunned, and couldn't believe
what I was hearing. How could this woman I called my aunt, who lived
across the street from my family for all these years, have secretly
been a professional, lady wrestler? I began to enthusiastically fire questions at her, but Aunt Madeleine calmly placed her hand on my mouth and slowly began to explain it all.
She started wrestling about 25 years ago, taking a year or so off after the birth of each of her sons. She and her husband traveled for most of her matches, which is why her kids slept over my house when they did. She then went on to tell me how she finally retired from the ring just a couple of years ago, giving into her husband's requests that she quit the ring. He was worried about her health, especially at her age, and though Aunt Madeleine didn?t really want to retire, she nonetheless agreed to do so.
"It's too bad I never knew how much you enjoyed wrestling. My husband stopped taking me to my matches once he decided I should retire, so I could have used you for moral support at the end!" she revealed.
I began to fantasize about it too, but was careful not to reveal my fantasies to her. Though I called her my aunt, I had developed a sort of ?crush? on her from the time I was about 11 or 12. Her family had a pool in their backyard and I would swim and play with one of her sons in it all the time. One day Aunt Madeleine came out and took the sun on their patio while we were swimming, dressed in a one-piece bathing suit, and that was when it all started.
Though she was my mother?s age, there was something about her that captivated me at that moment. Perhaps it was her large chest and full figure, or perhaps it was just pre-teen hormones raging, but the crush remained, even to this day. I could never really put my finger on exactly why it started since, though an attractive woman, she had a very unassuming appearance. I had never revealed those feelings to anyone, but her latest revelation to me only helped to bolster them. As we talked some more I could tell the wine was taking it's affect on her since she rarely drank, so I sat back as she continued.
"You know, I really miss wrestling sometimes. I never wanted to retire, I just did it to keep my husband happy. But to be honest, I'd love to get back in the ring if I ever had the chance."
My wheels started turning at that point, thinking that I would love to watch Aunt Madeleine wrestle and trying to come up with a way to make it happen. She then asked if we could watch one of my wrestling tapes, and when I agreed she sorted through them, picking one out.
"You seem to have a few tapes of this Domina, so let's see what she's all about!", she proclaimed.
With that she pulled out a tape and put it in the VCR as we sat back,
ready to watch Domina in action. I could tell that Aunt Madeleine was energized by the prospect of watching the tape and I was excited too, though in a different way. Wrestling was very erotic to me, but I was sure Aunt Madeleine didn?t share my feelings. She viewed wrestling as a sport and nothing more as she prepared to study the action about to take place on the TV screen. I didn?t realize it at the moment, but she was actually trying to determine if Domina was a suitable opponent.
"Interesting outfit!" Aunt Madeleine proclaimed as she got her first glimpse of Domina, wearing a sexy, black leather bikini.
Domina was a strong, sexy woman who produced and marketing her own wrestling videos. Her matches were typically one-sided, Domina winning most of the time, and designed to appeal to an audience who preferred those types of scenarios. We watched the tape, which was reasonably straightforward wrestling, Domina dominating her opponent as expected. As she pinned her opponent to bring the tape to an ending, I asked Aunt Madeleine what she thought, and was surprised by the cockiness of her reply.
"She's good ..... but no match for me!"
But the scene in the wrestling ring then faded and Domina appeared on the screen, issuing a challenge to any woman brave enough to take her on in her private facility. Aunt Madeleine seemed particularly interested, turning to
me.
"How'd you like to see me take her on? After all, I?d be disappointed if you didn?t have a tape of me to add to your collection." she announced.
I was stunned at the statement, but even more surprised when she began to write down the address of Domina?s website on a piece of paper. Without my doing a thing, I got the feeling this might actually happen!
I was dumfounded! She said noting further, instead getting up, slipping into her coat before giving me a kiss on the cheek.
?Now don't forget, this is our little secret!" she whispered before walking out the door.
I closed the door behind her before plopping down on my sofa, still in shock. Aunt Madeleine was an elementary school teacher for most of her life, an active volunteer in the church, a housewife and mother. She had conservative values and a very down-to-earth personality, in other words, a woman I would least likely think could be a professional wrestler. But she was a professional wrestler, and a few days later, ready to prove it as I answered the phone and heard her voice on the other end.
"I have a surprise for you. I booked a match against Domina and I'd like you to accompany me!"
I was speechless, but as I thought about it more, I relaized that perhaps this was a bad idea.
?Listen Aunt Madeleine, there's something I've got to tell you about Domina?.
Before I could finish however, she interrupted me.
"I know what you're going to say, but don't worry. I've faced all kinds of women over the years and know exactly what I'm getting myself into. This Domina woman is no match for me! I think it's sweet that you're worried about me, but once you see me wrestle, you won't be worried anymore."
I knew a little bit about Domina from watching her tapes and wanted to share that with Aunt Madeleine, but she wasn?t overly interested in hearing it. So with some reservations I finally accepted the invitation and before I knew it, found myself pulling into a dirt road toward Domina's house with Aunt Madeleine in the passenger seat. I let her out in front of large barn in the back of the house before I parked the car and walked into the barn myself. It was a well-lit building with a wrestling ring right in the middle of it. Domina had already greeted Aunt Madeleine and the two of them walked into an office as I took a seat just outside it, still able to hear their conversation.
"So Ms. Liberty, I was surprised to get your call. Usually pro wrestlers aren't interested in private matches.", Domina said with her deep, sexy voice.
A confused expression came across my face. ?Ms. Liberty? Who was Ms. Liberty?? I thought to myself.
"Do we need to discuss rules?" The sweet sounding voice belonged to my aunt.
"I find rules so constricting when I fight!", Domina purred defiantly, "In fact, I look forward to breaking a few rules when facing a professional wrestler like yourself."
Domina?s words were ominous, but Aunt Madeleine did not respond as Domina changed the subject.
"Normally I don?t charge the women I fight against since I make my money off of the sale of the video. But since you won't allow me to sell the video, I'm going to have to charge you for my time. So it will be $250 for the session and $50 for the tape, a total of $300."
I was shocked that Aunt Madeleine was being charged $300! But as she emerged from the office, she gave me a wink before walking into a changing room on the other end of the barn. The door to the office then closed, so I walked over and took a seat at ringside, waiting for the two women to come out. My heart was racing as I sat there for quite awhile until finally, Aunt Madeleine emerged from the back and walked toward me.
I stared at her, amazed by what I saw. She was wearing a two piece outfit consisting of a pair of tight, red and white striped bicycle shorts and a snug fitting, royal blue top sprinkled with white stars, a pair of red
and white wrestling boots finishing off the patriotic outfit. As she walked closer it was a very awkward moment for me as I tried to hide my erection.
Though old enough to be my mother, I was pleasantly surprised by how great she looked in the somewhat revealing outfit. She looked like a real wrestler, and though in her late 40's, was still in decent shape. Though her body was thick, it was nicely proportioned and her chest looked incredible as her top strained to hold it in. As she walked over to me, a smile stretched across her face at my reaction.
"Aunt Madeleine ?.. you look ?.."
Before I could finish the sentence, she interrupted me.
"It's Ms. Liberty to you young man! ? she said with a stern voice before giggling playfully. "Ms. Liberty is acutally my wrestling persona. So ?.. what do you think?"
I was still staring, thinking that she looked great but much different than I had expected. I had anticipated a simple black leotard or some other conservative ring attire, but instead was faced with this full figured woman clad in a tight, two piece, patriotic outfit. She looked confident, capable, and much to my delight, pretty sexy.
"Well Ms. Liberty, you look great!? I replied, unable to hide my
excitement.
But just as I had taken in the full view of her voluptuous form, Domina walked out and completely distracted me. She was taller than she appeared on her videos, standing almost 6' tall with long blonde hair flowing halfway
down her back. She wore a revealing, black leather bikini and thigh high leather boots, similar to the outfit she wore on the video I had watched with Aunt Madeleine and there was only word to describe her, and that word was sizzling!
As she came closer and finally stood next to my aunt, I realized how physically imposing she truly was. Her body was taut, dimpled by her muscle tone and she was obviously in great shape. So as the two women stood next to each other, I began to make the inevitable comparisons.
My aunt, looking quite impressive when she first walked out, suddenly looked older as she stood next to the imposing Domina, who had about a 5 inch height advantage. Domina's abs were tight and dimpled while my aunt's midsection was relatively flat, but looked soft in comparison. Domina's legs were
long and lean while my aunt?s were shaped nicely though her thighs looked meaty. Domina's arms were also long and lithe with good muscle tone while my aunt's were more burly though lacking definition.
My eyes then moved to their chests, and though each had an impressive rack, the affects of aging and gravity had taken a more profound on my aunt's than they had on Domina's. But while Domina?s chest appeared to be ?surgically enhanced?, my aunt was all natural. The statuesque blonde noticed my staring and walked over to me, placing her hand suggestively beneath my chin.
"What a handsome spectator.? She purred before turning to my aunt. ?When I beat you, can I keep him?"
"You'll have to beat me first!" replied Aunt Madeleine in an irritated tone, not sure if she was being protective or jealous.
Domina then climbed up into the ring and I must have looked concerned since my aunt leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine.? She then kissed me on the cheek before smiling. ?And in the words of Ms. Liberty ?.. Good Always Triumphs Over Evil!"
She giggled once more and I chuckled in return, wishing her luck before she climbed up into the ring and took her place in the corner opposite Domina who posed sexily to try and psyche out my aunt. But Aunt Madeleine ignored her, instead stretching in her corner to get ready. Finally Domina yelled across the ring to ask if she was ready and Ms. Liberty nodded back.
The two women then circled the ring before moving toward each other and
meeting in the center. Domina raised her hands, challenging Aunt Madeleine to a test of strength and in my head I began to scream for her not to take the bait. I had seen Domina do this before on her tapes, bringing women much stronger than Aunt Madeleine to their knees with her powerful grip. But much to my dismay, Aunt Madeleine raised her hands and placed them up against Domina's, accepting the challenge.
I watched nervously while waiting for Domina to overpower her, but much to my
amazement, before Domina could interlock her fingers, Aunt Madeleine quickly grabbed hold of Domina's wrist with both hands. She abruptly spun beneath it, jerking Domina?s arm around until it was twisted painfully out to her side with Domina hunched forward.
Domina squealed as Aunt Madeleine twisted on her outstretched arm, much to my amazement. She kept the pressure on, corkscrewing it for a few more moments before giving another animated twist and flipping Domina to the mat. She landed on her back as Aunt Madeleine kept a grip on her wrist, charging up next to her. She then wedged the sole of her boot into Domina's armpit, before yanking up on her arm while twisting on her wrist.
Though it was early, I was quite impressed by my aunt. She not only had her younger, stronger opponent on her back, but she also had her wailing in pain as she wrenched on her arm. Aunt Madeleine dug her foot more deeply into Domina's underarm as she yanked on her arm, pulling it from it's socket. Again she kept the pressure on for a few more moments, draining the power from Domina's limb in the process.
She finally pulled her foot out of Domina?s underarm while pulling on her wrist, abruptly ripping her onto her feet. Aunt Madeleine then pushed her toward the side ropes before whipping her across the ring. Domina rebounded off of the ropes and charged back toward her, but was greeted by a charging Aunt Madeleine who delivered a masterful cross body block, knocking her to the mat.
With Domina flat on her back, Aunt Madeleine rushed over, grabbed hold of her ankle and pulled her leg up, stepping across it before twisting the upended limb around her own. The result was a perfectly executed step over toe hold, leaving Domina again wailing in pain as her leg was warped around my aunt?s. I watched the pressure being increased and couldn't get over how adept my aunt was in the ring. Maybe she was right! Maybe I had nothing to worry about
after all!
She continued to prove herself to me over the next several minutes, engaging in an awesome display of chain wrestling as she kept Domina on the mat, snapping a variety of skillful arm and leg holds, one right after the other, on the helpless blonde. Obviously outclassed, Domina seemed unable to prevent the assault as my aunt finally secured a figure four leg lock on her. With Domina's legs bent painfully, I kniew it was just a matter of time before she was forced to submit. As improbable as it was to me, Aunt Madeleine had Domina trapped in an agonizing submission hold and it appeared she was moments away from a quick, easy victory. The sight of her in such a dominant position was quite arousing to me, and I cherished each second of it.
Twisting on Domina's leg, Aunt Madeleine grimaced as she strained to
apply more pressure. I noticed a spray of saliva spew from Domina's
mouth as she grunted in pain, Aunt Madeleine finally barking down at her.
"Do you give up?"
Ever defiant, Domina refused to answer, though she continued to growl in pain as a fire ignited in her eyes at what I am sure she perceived to be an insulting question. I could tell she was angered at being asked to quit, knowing from her videos that there was no quit in Domina! But Aunt Madeleine, in a gesture of sportsmanship, released the hold before injuring Domina?s buckled leg. But she wasn?t done yet, grabbing hold of Domina?s wrist and again pulling her onto her feet.
Domina's legs were wobbly from the affects of the various leg holds she had been subjected to, but as Aunt Madeleine pushed her back against the ropes, I could see the anger and frustration on the gorgeous blonde's face. It was hard to imagine, but my aunt was dominating the match and preparing to finish her off.
Clutching tightly onto her wrist with both hands, Aunt Madeleine pushed her to the ropes before pausing to catch her breath. It was the first time she had showed any sign of slowing down, and it proved costly.
Domina hastily broke free and grabbed hold of my aunt's wrist, whipping her forward. Aunt Madeleine rambled across the ring before dipping into the ropes and bouncing back toward Domina, who was waiting to deliver a clothesline. But Aunt Madeleine saw it coming and ducked below it while chugging forward toward the ropes on the opposite side of the ring.
Again she ricocheted off of them and returned toward Domina who was waiting for her. The blonde quickly snatched hold of my aunt's wrist and pulled her around in a circle, forcing her to complete a full revolution before again tossing her toward the ropes. Again my aunt dipped into them before shooting back toward Domina, who had again set herself to deliver a clothesline. But my aunt easily ducked it once more, lumbering past her, unable to stop.
I have to admit that I was aroused by the sight of her large chest bouncing up and down from beneath her blue top as she plodded across the ring. But as I looked closely I saw my aunt breathing heavily, huffing and puffing as she ricocheted off of the ropes. I quickly realized that all of the running she was being forced to do might eventually take it's toll on her. Domina must have realized it too as again she seized my aunt's wrist and towed her around for another full revolution before again whipping her toward the ropes.
Aunt Madeleine?s face was red and she continued to pant as her back dipped into the ropes. But she adeptly hooked her arm over the tope rope however, preventing her from being shot back toward her awaiting blonde adversary. Her body shuddered back and forth as she got her feet steady beneath her, while trying to catch her breath. Before she could settle herself however, Domina charged forward and delivered a brutal, running chop to her throat.
The devious blow plunged my aunt back into the ropes and left her gasping for air as she raised her hands to her throat. But that was just the start as Domina followed the chop with an even dirtier assault, reaching forward and pushing my aunt's hands aside before wrapping both of her own hands around Aunt Madeleine's throat. Squeezing tightly, she began to choke her, jarring her head back and forth as she increased the pressure. Still not satisfied, Domina stepped up onto the second rope, giving her even more leverage as she
sadistically choked my now wheezing aunt.
With her milky white shoulders pressed down over the top rope, her back arched and her face turning bright red, Aunt Madeleine was in trouble as Domina choked the air out of her, my aunt helplessly flailing her arms in desperation.
I could sense that she was quickly losing consciousness and that there was little more she could take as I watched the scene unfold. Surprisingly, though obviously concerned for my aunt, I was nonetheless aroused by the sight of her being man-handled by another woman, perhaps even moreso than I was aroused by watching her dominate Domina earlier. It was an uncomfortably erotic and somewhat surreal scene.
But as I tried to control my emotions, Aunt Madeleine, in an incredible display of resiliency, reached forward with her hand and grabbed a handful of hair from the back of Domina's head. She began to pull on it as Domina strained to keep control, the struggle growing more intense as Domina's head was yanked backward.
But then Aunt Madeleine saw an opportunity and thrust her knee upward, striking the inside of Domina's thigh, just inches away from her groin. The blow looked painful and was enough to knock Domina backward, forcing her to jump back off of the rope and release the choke. As Domina backpedaled,
snapping her legs together, Aunt Madeleine fell back against the
ropes as she struggled to catch her breath, desperately clutching onto her throat.
Domina quickly regrouped and hastily rushed back in, but as she approached, Aunt Madeleine greeted her with another knee, this time to her midsection. Domina folded in half as Aunt Madeleine pushed herself forward, stumbling toward the ailing blonde as continued breathing heavily. She set herself alongside Domina, both of them facing in the same direction before reaching over her shoulders to grab Domina by the head and flip her onto her back with a proficient snap mare.
With Domina on her back once again, Aunt Madeleine had bought herself
a few more moments to catch her breath. Her throat was red from the
choke, and she was still breathing heavily but with Domina on the
mat, she knew she had to act quickly. So taking a last breath she then dove forward, pulling her elbow out as she descended and aiming it toward Domina?s ribcage. Falling to the mat, she rammed her elbow into Domina's ribs, the painful elbow drop causing Domina to lurch upward, an agonized expression on her face.
As Aunt Madeleine rolled over and slowly got to her feet, I felt a tingle down my spine watching her in action. I glanced up at the camera which hung over the ring, thinking how delightful it would be to watch this match over and over again.
Moving slowly, Aunt Madeleine paused again to catch her breath, still gasping from the earlier attack. But she then reached down and grabbed a hold of Domina's right ankle and right wrist, continuing to pant as she planned her next move.
After a few more quick breaths, she then pulled up on Domina's two limbs while beginning to spin around, whirling the blonde?s body in a circle around her. The gorgeous blonde's outstretched frame soared through the air as my aunt completed two full revolutions before tossing her aside. Domina landed hard in the corner, rolling over once before landing on her back.
For the first time, my aunt took the opportunity to look out at me and give me a thumbs up before placing her hands on her hips as she continued to catch her breath. I returned the sentiment, not only proud of her, but also amazed at her accomplishment to this point. She had taken control of the fight using skillful wrestling techniques while weathering Domina's dirty tactics.
Trudging over to the fallen blonde, Aunt Madeleine reached down and grabbed Domina's wrist before pulling her onto her feet. As Domina rose however, she folded the fingers of her free hand into a fist and delivered a powerful uppercut into Aunt Madeleine's midsection. The blow stung Aunt Madeleine, forcing her to stumble backward which allowed Domina to get up before pushing my aunt back into the corner. She then grabbed hold of my aunt?s wrist before whipping her across the ring, sending her chugging toward the opposite corner.
My aunt crashed roughly against the turnbuckle, her head snapping backward as her arms sailed over the tope rope. But just as her body was settling into the corner, Domina charged across the ring, hastily set herself and then rammed her knee into Aunt Madeleine's gut.
My aunt's body shook from the force of the blow and again I got an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Aunt Madeleine looked tired while Domina seemed angry and determined, a bad combination for my patriotically clad aunt. But never ceasing to amaze me, Aunt Madeleine quickly pushed herself out of the corner before landing an uppercut into Domina's belly. Though the blow wasn?t forceful, it was enough to keep Domina off of her, at least for a moment.
Domina took the punch, but recovered quickly before answering with her own belly blow which knocked my aunt back into the corner. Still defiant, my aunt somehow fired back with another punch, and although Domina easily absorbed it, she seemed to be growing frustrated at not being able to put my aunt away. Aunt Madeleine was not willing to surrender and fired another
uppercut into Domina's gut, time surprisingly folding the powerful blonde in
half. I could not believe my eyes as my aunt then pushed herself out of the corner, stepped directly in front of the stooped Domina and pushed down on the back of her head while squeezing the inside of her knees over the blonde's ears.
Keeping Domina bowed forward with her head trapped between her legs, Aunt Madeleine moved slowly suddenly dropped to her knees, driving Domina's face into the mat.
Overwhelmed, I stood up and cheered the move as Domina's body was sprawled out on the canvas, Aunt Madeleine perched on her knees and staring down at
her fallen foe. I waited for her to look my way, but she was all business now, concentrating solely on her flattened foe. Taking her time to get to her feet, Aunt Madeleine slowly moved back into the corner, breathing heavily. I stared up at her with admiration, realizing just how good a wrestler she was. Though she looked tired and was perspiring, I felt much more at ease about her ability to put Domina away now!
After a few more moments my aunt lumbered out of the corner and over toward Domina, who had gotten up onto all fours by this point. Reaching down, my aunt grabbed a handful of Domina's flowing blonde hair, using it to pull her up. Domina rose unwillingly, but just as she got her feet beneath her she again resorted to dirty tactics by raking her fingers across Aunt Madeleine's eyes.
I gasped at the unscrupulous maneuver, greatly concerned about the consequences. A few years earlier, Aunt Madeleine had needed some minor surgery on her eyes, and though she had come out of it fine, I knew that her eyes were vulnerable. She groaned in anguish while stumbling back into the corner, covering her eyes with her hands in an attempt to relieve the pain.
Domina meanwhile shook her head as if to clear the cobwebs, but then reached forward and roughly grabbed two handfuls of my aunt's short, black hair and yanked her from the corner. Pulling her over to the side ropes, she then dropped her face down onto the top rope, positioning it so that Aunt
Madeleine's eyes were pressed directly on the cable. Domina then proceeded to press down on the back of my aunt?s head with one hand while dragging her along the rope from one corner to the other, gouging her eyes along the cable.
My aunt's tortured screams sent a shiver down my spine as she was dragged across the rope like a ragdoll, her arms struggling to reach up and stop the butchery, but unable to do so. Once Domina had finally reached the far corner, she pulled my blinded aunt off of the ropes and dragged her by the hair toward the center of the ring. Releasing the hairpull, Domina left my aunt to blindly stumble around, her hands desperately rubbing her eyes. Aunt
Madeleine was in pain and in big trouble now, unable to see as she staggered forward, extremely susceptible to Domina's next, sadistic attack.
Domina paused, using the opportunity to catch her breath and try to recover
some more, knowing that my aunt would be vulnerable for awhile longer. Once ready to continue however, she looked more determined than ever, grabbing my aunt by the wrist and forcing her back against the side ropes. She then lobbed her across the ring, forcing my aunt to run blindly forward until her body dipped into the ropes. As my aunt ricocheted off of them, Domina rushed up and stuck her leg straight out, aligning the sole of her boot with my aunt?s midsection. Unable to see, Aunt Madeleine could not prepare for the violent collision and charged right into the waiting boot which sank deeply into her soft stomach.
?AAWWWWWW?
Abruptly folding in half, my aunt wrapped her arms around her belly, obviously in pain. But Domina again snatched hold of her wrist, whipping her across the ring for a second time. Still blinded Aunt Madeleine's bulky body charged forward, followed closely by Domina who again lifted her leg ss my sightless aunt bounced off of the ropes. Just as she rebounded off of them however, her momentum carried her into Domina?s waiting boot which plunged into her stomach.
?BLAAAWWWWHHHH!?
The nauseating collision again folded my aunt in half as the soft skin of her midsection seemed to swallow Domina?s foot. Domina dropped her leg, but immediately captured my aunt?s wrist, this time dragging her to the side ropes and pushing her back against them. My aunt?s arms soared over the top ropes as her shoulders dipped against them, her body quivering as it began to hang down from the ropes.
I looked up into my aunt's face as she sagged from the cables and doubted that she could yet see. I was proven right when, a moment later, Domina rammed her knee deeply into my aunt?s unsuspecting gut. Aunt Madeleine collapsed forward, one arm hanging off of the ropes as the other wrapped around it, holding her up. But Domina grabbed her arm and chucked it back over the rope before again lifting her knee into my aunt?s battered belly.
?BBWWWWAAAAAHH!?
My aunt collapsed to her knees, her arms dangling limply at her sides as I stared at her from my seat on the other side of the ring. The skin on her bare belly was now bright pink, a deep indentation in the middle of it from her navel, her eyes bloodshot and vacant. She looked out of it and seemed unable to even lift her arms to prevent another attack. Left in the vulnerable position, she paid for it as Domina punted the tip of her boot into my aunt?s soft tummy which swallowed it whole before spitting it back out.
?OOOOHHHWWW?
Aunt Madeleine fell to the mat and curled into a ball to protect her already battered belly as Domina stood ominously over her. Though still highly aroused at what was happening, I noenthless prayed that Domina would put an end to the match at this point, since there was no way my aunt could recover from such a brutal assault. But I knew from watching some of Domina's videotapes that my prayers would go unanswered.
I was proven right as Domina grabbed a handful of Aunt Madeleine?s short black hair, ripping at it violently as she pulled her onto her feet. My aunt submissively raised her hands and weakly grabbed hold of Domina?s hair in a feeble, reflexive attempt to mount an offensive as she stood teetering.
With the two women face to face, Domina violently jerked my aunt?s head from side to side, ripping angrily at her hair. As I watched the ignominy unfold I grew concerned about the damage already done to my aunt, but even moreso about what was yet to come. Aunt Madeleine's large breasts shook freely as her head was wrenched from side to side while Domina continued to rip at her
hair, and I was again overcome with conflicting emotions.
While legitimately disturbed by the beating she was taking, the sight of her being overpowered by the blonde was again oddly erotic. I wasn't proud of that arousal, but it was undeniable and out of my control.
Domina finally stopped wrenching her head around, but as she prepared
to deliver her next lethal blow, Aunt Madeleine quickly tightened her
grip on Domina's hair and hastily pulled it forward while driving the
top of own her head into Domina's face.
The result was a painful THWACK as Domina's forehead smashed against the top of my aunt's head. I was stunned! Aunt Madeleine had
somehow managed to deliver a devastating blow to Domina, even though
she was in agony herself. As Domina backpedaled, reeling from the
collision, I was left with my mouth open.
Aunt Madeleine was a warrior, there was no denying it! I wasn't sure
if she could come back in the fight, but I was incredibly proud of
her effort. My aunt had almost put Domina away a few times already, but even more impressive was her refusal to surrender. So now, with both women
suffering, I wondered could finish the job.
My aunt stumbled back against the ropes as she tried to rubbed her eyes with one hand while bending the other one in front of her midsection. She seemed unable to stand up straight from the deadly assault on her body, but she was trying frantically to continue. Domina meanwhile was still staggering in the center of the ring, fighting through her pain as she seemed more prepared to continue.
The action had grind to a halt as both women struggled, but finally Domina began to move forward, Aunt Madeleine preparing for her arrival. The two locked up, but as they battled hand to hand, Domina overpowered my weakened aunt and in an incredible show of strength, dipped her shoulders into my aunt's torso while wrapping her arms around her back. She then slowly and but painstakingly hoisted my aunt into the air, stretching my aunt?s body across her shoulders as she pressed her upward.
I was stunned as Domina stood erect, my aunt draped across her as a corrupt smile stretched across her lips. She carried her several steps forward before dumping her to the mat, Aunt Madeleine landing roughly on her back as Domina moved in and reached down to grab a hold of Aunt Madeleine's ankles. She then pulled both of my aunt's legs up as she set herself between them, spreading them apart.
I looked up uneasily as I took in the view of my aunt's spread legs, cringing at the extremely compromising position she was in. Though I feared for what was next, I couldn't help but feel stimulated at the sight. The milky white skin of her inner thighs looked so inviting, but as Domina lifted her foot, pulling it high into the air and holding it ominously over my aunt's crotch, I could tell that the sadistic blonde found the vulnerable region just as inviting, but from a completely differnet presepctive. Suddenly,with a fervent stomp, she smashed the sole of her boot down into the apex between my aunt's thighs. I shuddered at Aunt Madeleine's groans as her crotch was mashed by the sole of Domina's boot pressing and grinding down on it with all of her strength. Domina twisted her foot to pulverize the sensitive area even more, the soft skin on Aunt Madeleine's inner thighs jiggling as the debilitating boot mangled her womanhood.
Finally, when I thought I could take no more of my aunt's anguished cries, Domina removed her foot, only to begin a flurry of powerful stomps into the back of my aunt's thigh. Her soft, pale skin jiggled with each kick as her arms slapped the mat in pain until finally Domina relented. She then dragged my aunt?s limp body across the ring, her arms following helplessly overhead as she was dragged on her back. Again I hoped for the fight to end, this time fearing that Domina was ready to humiliate my aunt even more.
As Domina held my aunt's legs up near the corner of the ring, I wondered what she was going to do next. Would Domina continue to stomp on her crotch? Would she drape her legs over the ropes to stomp on her midsection? Or did she have something else sinister in mind? One thing that seemed certain however as I stared at my aunt lying flat on her back, was that she would offer little resistance to whatever assault Domina leveled against her.
The answer soon came as Domina reached down and grabbed her by the hair, ripping her onto her feet. Aside from all of the other pain she was in, I was sure the top of my aunt's head was now numb from all of the hair pulling she had been subjected to. Domina straightened her up, Aunt Madeleine's arms hanging limply, her shoulders slouched as the two stood eye to eye.
"So the mighty Ms. Liberty thought she could get beat me with her wrestling holds, eh? Well it?s not that easy!"
The blonde was taunting her, but surprisingly, my aunt slowly drew her right hand into a fist, and without warning, fired an uppercut into Domina's
taut tummy. Unprepared, Domina grunted, but kept her grip on Aunt
Madeleine's hair, ripped her head upright. She then sent a powerful uppercut into my aunt's stomach in reataliation, causing her let out an anguished gurgle while folding in half. Domina inched closer, forcing my aunt's head
down before clenching her thighs around the sides of it. With Aunt
Madeleine's head bowed and stuck between her thighs, Domina squeezed
tightly, crushing my aunt's head like a melon with her muscular
legs.
Domina then reached forward, grabbing the waistband on the back of my aunt's shorts and forcefully yanking up on it. Aunt Madeleine's shorts wedged up into the crack of her butt as a result, making it look like she was wearing a thong. Her large, pale rear end stuck out as she remained bowed forward, her head trapped between Domina?s thighs. But then Domina reached forward and wrapped her arms around my aunt's midsection, joining her hands together in the pit of my aunt's stomach. With her head still bowed, Domina straightened up, pulling on my aunt as her legs began to shoot upward, her body soon upended as her arms hung below her.
I couldn't believe how powerful Domina was, not only in upending my aunt, but in doing so after such a long, hard fought match. She then trudged over toward the center of the ring, glaring up at the camera to ensure the best possible angle. I looked on in amazement as my aunt hung off of Domina, her pretty face quickly turning bright red as the blood rushed to her head. With her arms swaying back and forth, her large chest drooping down toward her chin, Aunt Madeleine looked finished as Domina's arms dug into the soft, pink skin around the middle of her body. But suddenly Aunt Madeleine seemed to realize what was about to happen to her, and for the first time, I saw fear in her eyes. She tried to grab hold of Domina's thighs, but before she could, Domina drove her head into the mat in a sickening Pile Driver.
I watched as my aunt's head was swallowed into her neck before her thick, battered body toppling over like a freshly cut tree. She bounced several times on the mat before coming to rest, her body still as she lay face down. Her arms were spread over her head, and though I could see her body heave from her heavy breathing, that was her only movement. As she lay there, her ass sticking out from the wedgie Domina had given her, I feared that she might be seriously hurt. The Pile Driver was a ferocious display of strength and skill, and I wasn't sure how badly my aunt was hurt as a result of it.
Domina stood over her for a short while, gloating in her victory as I
waited for some sign of life from my aunt. Finally, Domina kicked
her onto her back, my aunt's body rolling over like carcass. Her head
was turned to the side, but her eyes were open as her large chest
expanded and sank with each breath she took. Domina then placed her
foot on my aunt's chest and looked out at me with a victorious sneer as
she posed one last time while the camera took it all in. Finally she
walked to the side of the ring, slowly climbing between the ropes and
approaching me.
"Don't worry sweetie, she'll be fine. Just give her some time to
get up."
With that she moved even closer, wrapping her arms around my neck to
pull me near her. I could feel the power in her arms as her chest
pressed against mine, her perspiration staining my shirt.
"So I guess you're mine." she whispered to me, referring to the
proposal she had made before the match.
I was aroused at the thought of spending the night with her, but knew
it wasn't going to happen. She proved me right as she chuckled before
backing away and slipping a robe over her gorgeous body.
"You can show yourselves out once she comes around."
Domina then walked out of the barn as I jumped up into the ring to check on my aunt, cradling her head in my lap as she looked helplessly up at me, but telling me that she was going to be okay.
