The Grudge

Bridgette vs. Amanda

by Nitro

Six months had passed since our first video. We were doing well financially, and our group of girls were having a blast. The roster seemed to keep growing, we had six girls, including Lynn and Heidi, that were ready to shoot, or were already shooting videos, and three more wanting in. The girls all suffered their share of bumps and bruises, but for the most part we were all having fun. Hell, even I suffered a sprained ankle at the hands of Heidi while sparring with her one day. Like I said, we were all having fun. It seems inevitable that when you stage combat sports and fights, you may run into the odd real life conflict. That was the case between two of our rookie girls. It appeared that Bridgette and Amanda were developing their own private feud. At first we didn't really notice, but as they advanced in their ring training, it became evident that they really trying to out do each other. Now I feel that a little competition or rivalry is good for any one, or so I thought, but these two girls were really getting in each others faces. It seemed that we would have to think of some way to keep them focused on the task at hand, which was making videos, instead of tearing each other apart. Well, the problem found its own solution. One evening Lynn and I were working late on some paper work, when Bridgette walked in. The request she made shocked both Lynn and I. She wanted to settle her differences with Amanda in the ring. FOR REAL!

"What did you have in mind?", I asked.

It appeared that what she wanted was to basically kick the crap out of Amanda in the confines of the ring.

I said, "OK, on one condition. Since this all started when you were learning to wrestle, you will have to settle this with a real wrestling match."

"What do you mean?" Bridgette asked.

"What I mean is, no hair pulling, scratching or any of that other catfight stuff. This is a wrestling ring, and if you really want to put this matter to rest, prove that you can wrestle." , I replied.

Lynn was grinning from ear to ear. She loved this, finally a chance to witness a real match between two girls we trained. Bridgette thought about it for a moment then agreed. She said, "It may be fun to make that bitch scream."

There was always something about Bridgette that seemed to intrigued me. She had an interesting personality. She came across as a dark mean person, but you could never tell by her appearance. She was  twenty three and had a very pretty face with long dark straight hair that hung to the middle of her back. Her skin was fair, but her eyes matched her hair and always had an intense look to them, almost as if she was looking for your weak point. She rarely smiled, she always came across as serious and alert. At 5'3" tall and about 105lbs, she was quite petite, but her body was gorgeous. Her breasts were average for a girl her size and legs and butt were fabulous. She didn't really have any outstanding features, she was just all around beautiful. Like I said she seemed mean. While training, it seemed that she would show no mercy.On a few occasions, we actually had to force her to release her hold from a girl who had already submitted. She was just plain nasty! When she was learning submission holds, she always seemed to figure out away to add a twist or small variation to make the hold a bit more painful. It was like she had a gift for administering pain. Her favorite hold was her version of the Texas Clover Leaf, a hold made famous by pro wrestler Dean Malenko. Some how she always managed to use her weight to bend her victims back very near the breaking point. Although the move looked very impressive, it had the potential to be extremely dangerous. We warned her on numerous occasions to be careful when using it. She said she would "try" not to hurt anyone.

Amanda was a complete opposite to Bridgette, at least personality wise. She was the kind of girl you would take home to mom. Her smile was bright and cheerful and she always greeted you one no matter how she felt. She had soft blue eyes that had a sincere look to them. If you needed a favor or some help, she would be the first one to volunteer, no matter how busy she was. It was hard to believe that she could dislike anyone, but Bridgette seemed to rub her the wrong way. Her looks matched her personality. She was nineteen and very beautiful. Her hair was a dark red and was just past her shoulders in length, and she usually wore it in a pony tail when she wrestled but occasionally wore it with a free wind blown look. She was 5'6" tall and about 100lbs. Her figure was what I would call nearly perfect, but thats my opinion. She had long slender legs, nice shapely butt, and an overall slim build. Her breasts were a bit on the small side, but she was far from being flat chested. Muscle wise, she was quite a bit smaller than Bridgette, but she was well toned and fit. Amanda was more of a technical type wrestler. She used her speed and agility quite well in the ring. Her moves were always executed with precision, and she showed great form and discipline during her training. This style differed greatly from Bridgette's style, the last thing on her mind was injuring someone. It would be interesting to see how they do against each other.

I spoke with Amanda out Bridgette's request. She didn't like the idea of having a real match at first, but after some thought, she decided it was the only way to settle this matter for good. Besides, she felt her ring skills were much superior to Bridgette's, even if her strength wasn't. Amanda felt she would be able to subdue her opponent with her technical superiority. Bridgette felt she would over power Amanda with her superior strength. We would have to wait and see. The girls would wrestle the next evening, and the match would be recorded.

The next night, Lynn and I spoke with both girls before the match. We wanted to know how they wanted to proceed. Amanda said, they would wrestle until there was a decisive winner. Bridgette added that the victor would determine when the match was over. At first Amanda was a bit reluctant to agree to this stipulation, but after a moment of thought agreed. I said "OK, thats fine, but you have to wrestle! You can only win with a wrestling hold or maneuver, and the match must follow the rules. No brawling or catfighting stuff, OK?"

Both girls agreed and went to their separate rooms to change. Lynn and I were adjusting the cameras and lighting when Amanda emerged from her room. I was left breathless! Amanda looked like a goddess. She was wearing an extremely form fitting gold metallic bikini. Her tanned skin against the shimmering gold of her outfit made her look spectacular! She had let her hair hang down with that wild look, and wore bright red lipstick. Her eyes were made up slightly, just enough to accent those beautiful blue eyes. She was wearing a smile that seemed to brighten the room. That fact that we were starring at her seemed to make her happy, almost like she enjoyed showing her self off to us. Normally she was a shy, modest person, but today, she seemed to be bursting with confidence. She removed her sneakers and climbed into the ring. She preferred to wrestle bare foot.

We heard the second door open and turned to see Bridgette entering the room. She wore a long robe that covered her entire body. Her outfit was a mystery. She walked right by us and climbed straight into the ring, her cold intense stare never leaving Amanda. The robe dropped and so did our jaws! Bridgette was wearing a black latex thong bikini. Her long dark hair hung straight down and she wore no makeup. The look on her face was one of concentration, like that of an assasin, and her stare never left Amanda. She was here for one thing and one thing only. To win, and maybe torture this scrawny bitch. At first, Amanda seemed slightly bothered by Bridgette's psych out stare, but then just chose to ignore it. Bridgette kicked off her shoes and waited in her corner for the bell.

I rang the bell, and the girls approached each other. Amanda struck first, she dropped down and kicked Bridgette's legs out from under her with a sweep kick. Bridgette fell onto her back. Amanda followed up with a body splash directly on her fallen foe's mid-section. Bridgette gasped out an "OHHH" sound, as the air was forced from her lungs. Amanda quickly sprang to her feet, grabbed Bridgette's leg and applied a step-over toe hold. Bridgette struggled for a second, then used her free leg to kick Amanda in the gut. Amanda released the hold and stumbled back trying to regain her breath. Bridgette got up and paced the ring to wear off the affects of the toe hold, then approached the still gasping Amanda and clamped on a side head lock. She led her around the ring in this position for a moment, then drove her free open hand into Amanda's throat.

Amanda fell back onto her rear holding her throat as if she were choking. Bridgette wasted no time, she walked up to her fallen opponent, and planted a firm kick in the center of her chest. Amanda fell onto her back gasping for air. Bridgette then prepared to stomp her victim in the chest, but before she was able too, Amanda rolled onto her side, and lashed out with a desperation kick. The move paid off, she hit Bridgette squarely in the crotch, causing her to drop to her knees. She got up and took a moment to catch her breath, then pulled Bridgette to her feet by the hair. She applied her own head lock to Bridgette, then backed up into the corner. From there, Amanda ran across the ring with Bridgette in tow, then at about the middle of the ring, jumped up, and came down on her butt, bulldogging Bridgette's head into the mat. Bridgette lay face down in the center of the ring holding her forehead. Amanda quickly rolled Bridgette onto her back and wrapped her shapely legs around her neck and applied a figure four head scissors hold. It took a moment for Bridgette to realize what was happening, but once she did, she began to struggle wildly in an attempt to escape Amanda's grasp. Amanda had the hold locked on good, she squeezed with all her might despite Bridgette's struggling. Slowly, Bridgette's struggles became weaker and weaker, she was starting to pass out from the lack of blood to her brain. Suddenly her arms fell limp at her sides and her struggling ceased, her eyes were closed as if she were asleep. Amanda held on for a second, then let Bridgette's limp body slump to the canvas. She decided to take this opportunity to put Bridgette into a submission hold. She grabbed Bridgette's leg and began to twist it into a figure four leg lock.

Once she had secured her leg, she leaned over to grab her other leg to complete the hold, but when she did, Bridgette's eyes opened, and she lashed out with her free leg. Bridgette's kick caught the unsuspecting Amanda squarely on the chin, causing her to stumble back and fall on her butt. Bridgette had faked passing out in an attempt to get Amanda to release her hold. It had worked, but she was still feeling the effects of the head scissors. She slowly got to her feet and shook her head to clear it. Mean while, Amanda was still on her butt at the opposite end of the ring trying to shake off the effects of Bridgette's chin kick. The kick had been quite solid and had nearly KO'd her. Bridgette walked to where Amanda was sitting, grabbed her arm, and jerked her up to her feet. She reached between Amanda's legs and picked her up for a body slam. Instead of just dumping her on the mat, Bridgette brought Amanda to the mat with a very well executed power slam. Amanda lay helpless on the mat desperately trying regain her breath. Bridgette was on her feet in a flash, she went over to Amanda's ankles and gripped them tightly. She began to twist Amanda's legs into position for her Texas Cloverleaf hold. Amanda realized what Bridgette was doing to her, and began to struggle wildly. She knew that if she secured the hold, there would be no way she would be able to with stand the pain, she would be forced to surrender. Amanda's wild struggling made it nearly impossible for Bridgette to secure her hold, and after a few moments, she gave up and released Amanda's legs. Bridgette was digusted. She also knew that she would have won had she been able to lock on her hold. Amanda was still lying on her back trying her best to recover from the power slam, it had really taken a lot out of her. Bridgette mean while, backed up and prepared to hit Amanda with a flying elbow smash. She measured her target an jumped up intending to land on her fallen foe. Amanda saw what was coming and rolled out of the way at the last possible second. Bridgette crashed down to the canvas with nothing to cushion her landing.

The impact stunned her thus giving Amanda a chance to regroup. Amanda got to her feet and waited for Bridgette to do the same, when she did, she rushed at her and hit her dead center in the chest with a flying drop kick. The force of the kick caused Bridgette to fly half way across the ring before crumpling to the mat, moaning in pain. Amanda wasn't about to give her a chance to recover, she grabbed Bridgette's legs and prepared to put her into a Sharp Shooter submission hold. After trapping her legs, Amanda began to roll Bridgette onto her belly to complete the hold. Bridgette tried to resist being rolled over, but in her weakened state from the dropkick, was unable to resist for long. Eventually, Amanda managed to roll her over and sit back, completing the hold. The pain in Bridgette's back, hit her like a sledge hammer, and the expression on her face showed it. She screamed in agony, but refused to submit. Amanda leaned back applying all she could into the hold, but still, Bridgette hung on. They say any torture is bearable if you can see the end, and Bridgette saw an end, the bottom ring rope was only a foot beyond her reach. If she struggled enough, she thought that she just might be able to reach it. With all her strength, she began to claw at the mat in an attempt to drag herself closer to the ropes. Slowly, she began to work her way to the rope. Amanda tried as hard as she could to prevent Bridgette from reaching it, but she was getting closer. It was going to be a race against time. Would Bridgette be able to hold out long enough to reach the rope, or would she succumb to the nearly unbearable pain of Amanda's hold?

With one final burst of strength, Bridgette managed to pull her self close enough to grab the rope. At first Amanda didn't want to release her , but then realized the rules and let go of her hold. If the rope had been only a few inches further away, Bridgette would have been forced to surrender. Amanda walked across the ring with a look of utter disgust on her face, she had tasted victory but was denied. Bridgette, on the other had was thankful she still had a chance to win this match. She thought to herself that from this point on, she would show no mercy. She slowly got up and massaged her back, it was aching, but the pain was bearable. All she needed was a moment to regroup, but Amanda was not about to give it to her.

Amanda grabbed Bridgette's hair and forced her head down between her thighs in a standing head scissors. She then reached around Bridgette's stomach and attempted to pull her up into an inverted bear hug. Amanda tried to lift her with all her strength, but was only able to get her about half way up before lowering her to her feet again. It seemed that she just didn't have enough strength to fully up end her opponent. She tightened her grip, let out a big grunt, and tried again. This time the result was even less effective than the first attempt. While this was happening, Bridgette had managed to recuperate enough to strike back. She began hitting Amanda in the kidney area with quick jabs, until she released her head scissors hold. Once free, She wound up, and hit Amanda in the stomach with all her might. Amanda doubled over at the waist, and Bridgette applied her own standing head scissors to the red haired beauty. She then reached around her stomach in the same fashion that Amanda had done, and easily pulled her up into an upside-down bear hug. She had Amanda positioned so the top of her head was just below her knees. Bridgette looked down between Amanda's slightly spread legs and said, "Is this what you where trying to do little girl?"

Amanda said nothing, she knew that if Bridgette dropped to her knees, the resulting piledriver would end the match for her instantly. The look on her face was one of sheer terror, she hoped that Bridgette wouldn't piledrive her, but deep down she knew that she would. She was right, Bridgette squeezed as hard as she could, then kicked her legs back and dropped to her knees. Remember how I said Bridgette always managed to do a little extra something to make a move more effective or painful? Well, this was a good example. Before piledriving Amanda, she made sure that the top of Amanda's head was positioned slightly below her knees, this would ensure that the full impact would be on Amanda's head and not on her own knees. She also tightened her grip around Amanda's waist before piledriving her. By doing this, Amanda's head and neck were forced to absorb their combined body weights! The result was one of the most brutal piledrivers I had ever witnessed! After the impact, Amanda's body fell to the mat landing face down on her belly, and lay there motionless.

Bridgette leaned over her victim, pulled her head up by the hair, and looked at her face. Amanda's eyes were rolled back in her head and her mouth was slightly open. She was out cold! Bridgette let her head flop back down, reached under her shoulders, and rolled the KO'd beauty onto her back. She then grabbed Amanda's hair and lifted her to a sitting position. Once she had her in this position, she knelt behind her and reached around Amanda's chin securing her head in a front face lock.  Bridgette then extended her middle knuckle on her free hand, placed in on Amanda's temple, and forced it into her temple with a twisting motion. At first, this produced no reaction from Amanda, but after a couple of seconds, her limp body came to life with pitiful cries of agony. She felt as though a drill was being forced into her head. Her arms and legs flailed wildly as Bridgette continued to drive her knuckle into her temple.

Finally, Amanda's struggling made it to hard for Bridgette to maintain the hold effectively, and she released her. Amanda rolled on the mat holding her head. With the combination of the piledriver and this hold, she must have felt as if her head would explode. Bridgette watched her victim roll helplessly on the mat for a moment then grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her to the center of the ring. Here she grabbed Amanda's legs and locked them into position for her favorite submission hold. The Texas Clover Leaf! This time Amanda was helpless to prevent the hold. Once in position, Bridgette rolled Amanda onto her belly, and just stood there. She looked directly at us with a cold emotionless stare, then quickly sat back with the hold. Instantly, Amanda's lower back was bent at a near ninety degree angle to the rest of her body, as Bridgette's butt nearly rested on Amanda's shoulder blades.

Amanda's beautiful face was masked by a look of horrible anguish, her mouth was open as if to scream, but no sound came out. The sudden and intense pain had taken her breath away momentarily, but she regained her breath and began screaming. Amanda was clawing helplessly at the mat in an attempt to break free, but she was trapped with no possible escape. She was even pulling at her own hair in utter panic and confusion, the pain was so intense, she didn't know what to do. Again and again she cried out her submission, but Bridgette maintained the hold and her cold stare. Slowly Amanda's futile struggles and pleas for mercy became weaker and quieter as her brain began to shut down from the pain. She was just on the verge of passing out, when Bridgette released her hold. She let Amanda's legs drop to the mat, and stood up looking down at the broken red head.

Amanda lay on her belly nearly motionless. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cried in pain. Her back felt like it had been stabbed with red hot knives, and her head felt just as bad. Bridgette looked down at the sobbing Amanda for a moment, then reached down and grabbed her red locks with both hands. She tugged violently, until finally Amanda was forced to her feet. She then positioned her self behind her, and reached forward around Amanda's neck, securing her in an upside-down front head lock. Amanda stood there helplessly bent over backward in this position looking up at the ceiling, her arms dangling weakly at her side. Bridgette looked over to us, gave us an evil smirk, and fell backward, smashing Amanda's head violently to the mat with a reverse DDT! Amanda's head hit with a sickening "THUD", then she came to rest on her back in a spread eagle position. Her skin glistening with beads of sweat as she lay motionless in the center of the ring, her eyes closed and a look of tranquillity on her face. She was unconscious. Bridgette got up, looked down at her victim, and spit on her. She was done! She turned and left the ring.

Lynn and I rushed into the ring to check on Amanda. After several minutes, she began to wake up. She began crying uncontrollably, not only from her injuries, but also because of the way she had been brutalized. It took its toll on her emotionlly. One thing I can say about Amanda is thats she is no quitter. It took awhile for her to recover from the beating, but she stayed with us and continued wrestling. We all knew was that this feud was not over. I guess we'll have to wait and see what happens next.