Flora left the wrestling federation's gym feeling proud of herself, invigorated by what she had just accomplished. She had been invited by the retired, pro wrestler Ms. Liberty to join her and her prot�g� Barbara in a training session for their upcoming Amateur Night Wrestling Match. Ms. Liberty had called Flora and suggested that she join them in order to go over some moves in order to prepare the match. But even though Flora agreed to participate, she came into the session with her own agenda. The fiery brunette viewed Ms. Liberty as a pompous has-been and her student Barbara as inept, so she savored the opportunity to show them both how pathetic they were.
She had done exactly that, defeating Barbara easily and leaving her tied up in the ropes. But even more rewarding was the way she then pummeled Barbara�s mentor Ms. Liberty, leaving her writhing on the floor outside of the ring as Barbara watched helplessly from above. Although she used dirty tactics to defeat Barbara and then attacked Ms. Liberty when she wasn�t looking, Flora had once again proven that she would do anything to defeat an opponent, and she garnered great satisfaction at having just accomplished that, twice in one night!
The fiasco left both Ms. Liberty and Barbara to question their abilities, but after some introspection, both agreed to keep training in earnest. Ms. Liberty was determined to prepare Barbara for the match as best she could, so when the time came, she was looking forward to seeing how her prot�g� would do against the ornery brunette. Finally the night arrived when the two contrasting personalities found themselves in opposite corners of the wrestling ring, Ms. Liberty seated just below Barbara�s corner to cheer her on.
Across the ring, at 5�5� and weighing 110 lbs., the 36 year-old Flora looked more like a vixen about to engage in a catfight than a pro wrestler. Barefoot, she wore a black, string bikini. The skimpy garment fit perfectly though her appealing, thin frame lacked visible muscle definition. So despite looking great in a bikini, she was devoid of the muscle tone Barbara had worked so hard to develop, a fact which gave Ms. Liberty comfort, though she was still worried about her prot�g�s lack of a �killer instinct�.
Staring at Barbara from across the ring, Flora�s eyes seemed to pierce her psyche, again causing her to turn away. The zealous brunette smiled deviously at the reaction before glancing down at her own husband who was sitting just below her corner. Her rage disappeared, if only for a moment, as she blew him a kiss before turning her attention back toward her opponent. But a few seconds later the bell rang and suddenly the mind games were over and the physical confrontation began.
The first few minutes of the fight went back and forth until finally, Barbara grabbed Flora and upended her body, flipping it through the air until finally her back crashed to that mat on the completion of a Giant Suplex. Barbara rolled away and quickly got to her feet as Flora remained on the mat, arching her back while rolling onto her side as she grimaced in pain.
�THAT�S IT BARBARA! NICE MOVE! KEEP IT UP!� Ms. Liberty yelled from her seat at ringside.
Barbara did just that, assuming control for the next few minutes until Flora was able to turn things around. Trapped in the corner as Barbara jumped up onto her, Flora grabbed hold of Barbara�s legs, causing her to fall backward. The impact was ferocious and drew a gasp from the crowd as Barbara rolled her head from side to side, her eyes seemingly rolling with them. Her long, curly hair fell over her anguished face as Flora kept the grip on her legs while glaring down into her now vacuous eyes. Barbara�s arms lay limply over her head; her legs now in the grasp of her rival as her overturned body dangled off of her.
�COME ON! HANG IN THERE BARBARA!�, Madeleine shouted up at her, though fearful that her prot�g� would be forced to submit from the Boston Crab that Flora had locked on her. Barbara�s spine felt as if it were about to pop from the pressure put on it as the ref dove down near her and asked if she wanted to submit.
��n..n..nooooo!�
Flora kept the hold on, but Barbara refused to submit. Frustrated that she would not give up, Flora finally released the grip on her legs as they flopped to the mat, but was now determined to make her suffer even more for her decision. She proceeded to do just that over the next several minutes, pounding on Barbara with a variety of brutal maneuvers until finally leaving her reeling on the canvas. Flora then stood up and gazed out at her husband, smiling as she arrogantly flexed her meager biceps toward him in a victory pose. He smiled back at her, delighting in his wife�s antics before Flora then turned and glanced over at Ms. Liberty, her expression changing to a more sinister sneer.
�COME ON BARBARA. GET UP!� Ms. Liberty shouted, angered that Flora had taken control.
Barbara was able to mount a brief comeback, but Flora assumed control once again, this time driving the side of her fist into Barbara�s ear, striking it with great force. A loud, ringing noise filled Barbara�s head, disorienting her momentarily, which was all the time Flora needed. Squirming onto her knees, she knelt alongside Barbara before raising her arms to one side, joining her fists together. She then fired a double fisted blow onto the side of Barbara�s neck, which jarred her down to the mat. Flat on her back, Barbara was vulnerable, and Flora took advantage.
Getting to her knees she slid closer, pressing her calf down onto Barbara�s throat while reaching forward to bury her fingers into Barbara�s taut tummy. She gouged her fingers into the yielding skin with a painful claw hold; Barbara�s tightened abdominal muscles unable to ward off their infiltration.
�CHOKE REF!�, yelled Ms. Liberty as Barbara�s legs thrashed in protest.
Barbara�s face began to grow bright red as her legs kicked even more animatedly, the two holds doing considerable damage. The ref moved in and warned Flora to break the choke, but she insolently growled back up at him.
�WHAT CHOKE?�
He then began to count and as he reached three, Flora lifted her calf off of Barbara�s throat, though continuing to plunge her fingers into Barbara�s gouged gut. With the embattled housewife screaming in pain, Flora delighted in the excruciating claw hold before finally extracting her fingers from Barbara�s mangled skin and pushing herself onto her feet, leaving her victim to wallow below her.
As Barbara rolled on her back, five deep, red welts were obvious on her stomach from where Flora's fingers and fingernails had dug in. But the ornery brunette didn't let up, instead grabbing a handful of Barbara's thick, curly hair and ripping her onto her feet. As Barbara stood erect, Flora moved her face in toward Barbara's, opening her mouth as she approached. It looked as though Flora was about to give Barbara an open-mouthed kiss, but then, in a move that no one could have anticipated, Flora wrapped her mouth around Barbara's nose and bit it, chomping down on her cute, little snout.
Barbara screamed as she raised her hands to her face, trying to pry Flora off of her nose. But Flora continued to sink her teeth into Barbara's nose, the crowd was stunned by the tactic as Flora gnawed away. After getting her fill, Flora finally unclenched her teeth and backed her head away from Barbara as the curly haired cutie covered her face with her hands, hunching over.
As Barbara massaged her muzzle, she was overwhelmed by her assailant�s savagery and for the first time, felt scared. If Flora was willing to actually bite her face, what was next?
Flora smiled deviously as the crowd reacted in shock, some cheering, others booing and some just laughing out loud. But she then bowed in front of Barbara and pressed her shoulders into Barbara's torso while wrapping her arms around her neck and the back of her legs. She then slowly and arduously pushed Barbara's body up and onto her shoulders as she stared down at Ms. Liberty.
"You did a great job training your protege' here ... training her to be a punching bag that is!"
Ms. Liberty had no reply, instead scowling back up at Flora who then dumped Barbara on her head. Flora gloated some more before finally grabbing Barbara by the ankles and dragging her to the center of the ring before folding her into a matchbook pin. The ref rushed over and slapped three, the bell ringing to mark the end of the match.
After the bell rang, Ms. Liberty bowed her head and shook I back and forth, disappointed in the outcome. Flora meanwhile kept the pin in place for several more seconds, savoring her victory as Barbara was rolled up helplessly below her. With the hapless housewife trapped, Flora thrust her arms over her head in celebration, her husband cheering for her from his seat across the ring. Finally Flora unfurled Barbara's legs and as they flopped to the mat, the crushed cutie rolling onto her side and trembling.
Flora then got to her feet and had her arm raised in victory, the crowd cheering, impressed by the petite brunette's prowess. Flora barely heard the cheers however; her eyes focused on her husband who was smiling widely as he stared at his victorious wife. She had gotten the reaction she had hoped for, and as she climbed out of the ring, she threw her arms around him and they kissed passionately.
After getting some help to exit the ring, Barbara hobbled over to Ms. Liberty who draped her arm over her shoulder and helped her back tot he locker room. As they walked in, Flora was seated there, basking in her victory. She smirked at the pair of women, her venomous glances directed toward Ms. Liberyt who walked Barbara over to a chair.
"Some mentor you are?", Flora snickered as they passed by.
Ms. Liberty helped Barbara down and checked to see if she was okay before walking over to confront Flora, who stood up to meet her. The two women were toe to toe, but before Flora said a word, Madeleine pushed her with both hands.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!?!?"
Flora stumbled back a step, but recovered quickly and charged at Madeleine, pushing her back into the lockers. Just then Joe, the owner of wrestling federation walked in to congratulate Flora. Seeing the confrontation unfolding, he stood back so that neither woman noticed him. He watched as Ms. Liberty grabbed the bowed Flora in a front headlock before ramming her elbow down into Flora's back, knocking her to her knees.
�You know, you really need to be taught a lesson!�, Ms. Liberty growled angrily as she reached down and grabbed a handful of Flora�s hair, ready to give her some payback for not only the beating she just gave Barbara, but also for the beating she had given Ms. Liberty herself the last time they met.
She pulled Flora onto her feet by the hair and the rammed her head into a locker. The impact sent a loud CLANK echoing through the room as Flora stumbled backward, staggered from the collision as Joe finally moved in and stood between the two.
"Okay, okay, that's enough."
Madeleine stopped and stared at him, breathing deeply. Flora slowly stood erect as well, the two women exchanging angry glares.
"The locker room isn't the place for this.�
He then turned to Ms. Liberty.
�You want to get back into the ring? Well this is your chance.�
He then turned to Flora.
�You looked good out there tonight, but I wonder how you would do against some real competition.�
He then looked at both of them, making and offer.
�If you two really want to settle this, then I�ll arrange for you to meet in an �Anything Goes Match� on my next show."
The two women paused, but Flora, still rubbing her head, jumped at the chance.
"That's fine with me. It'll give me the chance to humiliate this tired old bag in public!"
Ms. Liberty sneered back at her, also agreeing to the challenge.
"Fine. Set it up!"
With that she turned and walked back over to attend to Barbara, who watched the entire incident from her chair. As Madeleine knelt down beside her, Barbara looked Ms. Liberty in the eye, a faint smile on her bruised face.
"Maybe now you can shut her up once and for all!"
Barbara gained some satisfaction in knowing that Ms. Liberty would finally get the chance to put Flora in her place, and though she was aching and embarrassed, she felt a little better about this latest development. Ms. Liberty meanwhile said nothing, helping Barbara to her feet and escorting her into the shower.
Flora meanwhile sauntered over to the opposite side of the room, a sinister smile on her face as she relished the opportunity to not only defeat Ms. Liberty, but also to earn a permanent spot on the federation�s roster as a result.
