The Tournament IV

Amanda vs. Lynn

by Nitro

The expression on her face was one of emptiness as she stared down at her coffee cup. "I wish I knew why she hates me so much.", Lynn quietly muttered. She and I were having our usual evening coffee break at the corner cafe. This was a regular routine for us now. After a long day at the studio of producing, training and shooting videos, Lynn and I always looked forward to winding down the day with a cup of coffee, and some conversation. The topic of our discussions varied widely depending on how the day went and our moods, but usually the conversation was cheery and pleasant. Except tonight. Something was really bothering Lynn, and that something was Amanda. Ever since Lynn coached Amanda’s younger sister to brutally defeat her, Amanda seemed to have a deep-rooted hatred for her.

"It’s not like I actually beat the crap out of her." Lynn said to me, "Andrea was the one who forced her too take off her top. Not me!"

"You have to admit," I replied, "You looked like you were enjoying what was happening."

"Of course I was!" Lynn snapped back, "My girl was doing everything I taught her, and she was kicking ass!"

As a partner in the company, Lynn was very professional, but in and around the ring, she had a bit of a reputation of being cruel, almost like she enjoyed seeing a bit of humiliation dished out.

"Maybe you should have called Andrea off before she put Amanda into that figure four." I said.

"You may be right," Lynn responded, "but you have to admit, the ending looked spectacular!"

I nodded my head in agreement then replied, "Not for Amanda it didn’t."

Lynn also nodded reluctantly, then said, "I apologized to her for what happened, but she didn’t accept it, that’s all I can do. From here it goes to the ring, and I hope she doesn’t think I’m going to cut her any slack just because she’s pissed at me, I want to win the tournament as much as anyone else!"

I knew she meant what she said, and feared slightly for Amanda. Lynn was one hell of a good wrestler!

"Well, the match is in one week. Let’s hope she’s ready." I said.

"I hope so too." Lynn replied.

I threw some change on the table, grabbed my coat and got up. "Need a lift home?" I asked Lynn.

"Sure", she replied, and we got in my car and left.

The next few days at the studio were business as usual. Lynn coached and trained, I was filling orders and the rest of the girls were sparring and exercising in the ring. Amanda was her normal cheery self when she talked to me, but she seemed distant towards the other girls. She avoided Lynn totally. She asked me if I would help her practice some holds and moves later that evening, and of course I agreed. Later that evening Amanda and I went over some of the basics and some new stuff as well. She sparred with an intensity I had never seen in her before, almost like she was cramming for an exam. At one point I even found myself in a sleeper hold that nearly put me out, I was impressed. I showed her ways to use her opponent’s weight to her advantage with leverage, seeing as how she was relatively weak in upper body strength. She learned quickly. Soon I found myself on the receiving end of a brutal body slam. That’s pretty impressive for a girl that doesn’t weigh much more than 100 pounds considering I’m about 180. After over an hour practicing, we sat down at ringside and called it a night. I complimented her on her progress and told her that her abilities had greatly improved. She just grinned modestly and thanked me for the extra help.

"I’m going to F*CKING rip her to shreds!" Amanda said. That comment caught me a bit off guard, but now that she had said that, it was time to pry the real reason for her anger toward Lynn out of her. I grabbed her hand firmly, looked straight into her eyes and said, "Tell me the real reason you’re so mad at Lynn. It goes much deeper than you’re letting on."

Amanda looked at me with a surprised look and replied, "There’s really nothing to it, I just want too get even with her for what she made Andrea do to mmm…"

Her sentence trailed off and she collapsed into my arms crying uncontrollably. I let her cry on my shoulder until she got it all out, then asked her to tell me her problem. After about an hour of talking, I finally knew the reason for her hatred. She explained that she wasn’t upset about the fact that her little sister had defeated her, but the fact that Lynn had used Andrea as her tool to humiliate her was what really bothered her. Andrea and Amanda had always been close during their childhood, and now Amanda felt that Lynn had sparked a rivalry between them that had never existed before. Ever since that match, Andrea had looked up to Lynn like she was her mentor and Amanda was just some chick she had beaten up. The sisterly bond was broken, and Amanda felt the only way to win back Andrea’s respect, was to beat Lynn and beat her good. Maybe then Andrea would realize that Lynn was not the goddess she appeared to be. I sympathized with her situation and told her that she could always count on me for support, but I warned her about getting into the ring fueled by rage. It would only hurt her. She agreed to try to calm down, but it would be hard. We locked up the studio and parted ways for the night.

"See ya tomorrow", she said, then looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes and added, "Thank you."

I smiled back, "No problem."

She returned the smile, turned and disappeared into the night fog.

The day had arrived for the match. The studio was buzzing with anticipation. All the girls were gathered at ring side, as well as some of their friends. Some were rooting for Amanda and some for Lynn, but they were all excited. I sat in my office going over some paper work when Lynn came walking in.

"Well, this shouldn’t take long." She said as she cracked her knuckles. I looked up from my pile of papers only to see Lynn standing in the doorway in her wrestling outfit. It had been so long since I had seen her wrestle, that I almost forgot how beautiful she was. She was wearing her usual shiny silver hot pant outfit, except her top was now a very skimpy triangle style bikini top.

"Wow!", I said, "You look hot, but those shorts seem to get tighter each time I see you in them."

Lynn just smiled and said, "What can I say, I like my clothes tight."

Tight they were, but Lynn definitely had the body for it. Her legs and ass looked fabulous, and the front view didn’t leave much to the imagination. Her tiny silver top barely contained her ample chest, and those tight fitting hot pants perfectly outlined her fabulous body.

"Get out of here!" I shouted, "You’re making me drool on my papers!" Lynn turned and walked to the ring giggling. Amanda arrived a short time later and walked directly to her dressing room with her eyes never leaving the floor. After a while, she came out of her room and climbed into the ring at the corner opposite to Lynn. She wasn’t wearing her usual gold bikini, instead she wore a pair of silver bikini brief panties and a tight black tank top that was cut off just above her belly button. Both girls were barefoot and both let their hair hang loose. I got into the ring and called both girls to the center to explain the rules. Once that was done, they turned and walked to their corners, I rang the bell and the match was on.

Lynn was in her corner with her back turned to Amanda, using the ropes to do some stretching. As soon as the bell sounded, Amanda ran across the ring, jumped up and hit Lynn between the shoulder blades with her knee. Lynn hit the corner turnbuckle face first then slumped down to her knee’s stunned. Amanda wasted no time in securing an advantage, she pulled Lynn up by her hair and spun her around until she was facing her. Then Amanda wound up with her fist and planted a vicious roundhouse punch right in Lynn’s face. Lynn fell to her butt dazed, her eyes were glazed over from the effects of the hit. Again Amanda pulled Lynn to her feet with the help of a hand full of hair. Once standing, Amanda turned around, grabbed Lynn around the neck and flipped her to the center of the ring. Lynn was totally overwhelmed by Amanda’s lightning fast attack, she sat stunned in the center of ring not knowing what hit her. Amanda knelt down behind her victim, wrapped her arm around her throat and applied a sleeper hold, the same hold she had practiced on me. As soon as Lynn felt the pressure on her neck, she began to struggle. Her arms and legs flailed wildly as she desperately tried to free herself from Amanda’s grasp. She clawed at Amanda’s arm until she drew blood, but still, Amanda held on. Slowly Lynn began to feel the effects of the sleeper and began to pass out. Her movements became weak and uncoordinated as she began to lose consciousness, then her eyes closed and her arms fell limp at her side.

Amanda held on for about thirty second longer, then let Lynn’s limp body slump to the mat. She stood up and looked down at her sleeping victim. The studio was silent, everyone at ringside just stared with eyes widened in shock, including myself! In less than five minutes, Amanda had put Lynn out without any retaliation. The count had started and had reached about seven, when Lynn began to move. As soon as Amanda saw Lynn move, she grabbed her ankles, lifted them up, and spread Lynn’s legs as wide as she could and planted a brutal stomp to her vulnerable pussy. An “oohhh” sound escaped Lynn’s lips as her entire body tensed up and buckled in pain. Amanda still maintained her grip on Lynn’s ankles. She looked down at the moaning Lynn and said, "Lets see how you enjoy being tortured by your own hold bitch!"

Then twisted Lynn’s legs into a figure four leg lock, and dropped to the mat. Instantly the pain brought Lynn to life, a deafening howl escaped her mouth as she arched her back in agony. Amanda had the hold locked on good and was bouncing in an attempt to get more pressure. The muscles in Amanda’s shapely legs bulged as she poured every ounce of energy into the hold, she was really trying to break Lynn’s leg! After about a minute of agony, Lynn felt Amanda let off on the pressure a bit. She lay her head back down on the mat and dropped her arms at her side in relief. Her chest heaved heavily, the pain had been so intense that her heart was racing at a tremendous pace. She lifted her head slightly only to see her legs still intertwined with Amanda’s. She looked at Amanda with a worried pleading look, but Amanda just stared back with a cold emotionless stare. "I think it’s your turn to give me your top!" Amanda said.

Lynn just stared back with a look of disbelief on her face. "Your not serious, are you?" she replied.

"I’m dead serious!" Amanda snapped back, "Give me your f*cking top of I’ll snap your goddam leg!"

Lynn lay her head back, close her eyes in preparation for the pain, and replied, "F*CK YOU!!"

Amanda instantly hit Lynn with full pressure, filling the studio with pitiful screams again. Lynn thrashed back and forth mindlessly as the pain robbed her of all logical thinking. Amanda was still applying all the pressure she could, but she was starting to get tired. After a few moments, Lynn began to feel some relief from the pain. Amanda was tiring out, but the pain was still excruciating. Her head was now clear enough that she could think of an escape plan, but she needed it fast, her pain threshhold had been reached, and she would have to submit if she didn’t escape soon. Submitting was bad enough, but she knew that Amanda would force her to remove her bikini top before releasing her, and she knew she would be helpless to prevent it. She began rolling from side to side in an attempt to throw Amanda off a bit. Lynn was able to disrupt Amanda enough to allow her to roll the two of them close enough to the ropes that she was able to grab one. Amanda didn’t want to release the hold at first, but then finally complied with the rules and released Lynn.

Lynn grabbed her injured leg and rocked on the mat wincing in pain. Amanda grabbed a handful of Lynn’s blond locks and hauled her to her feet. She reached between her legs, lifted her up and body slammed her near the corner. I was impressed, she slammed Lynn perfectly, that extra training had really helped. What happened next was unbelievable. Amanda climbed the corner turn buckles, and stood on the top rope facing the ringside crowd. She was preparing to land on Lynn with a top rope body splash! When she turned back toward the ring, Amanda was surprised to see Lynn on her feet and approaching the corner. Apparently Lynn was not as hurt as she had first assumed. Amanda quickly stood up and prepared to jump onto Lynn with some other move but it was too late. Lynn reached up between Amanda’s legs with one hand, then grabbed her arm with the other hand and pulled her off the top rope while pushing up on her crotch. The result was that Amanda was thrown over halfway across the ring before landing on her back with a crash. After tossing Amanda off the tope rope, Lynn sat down in the corner to catch her breath. That move had been a desperation move on her part, she knew that she needed to stop Amanda’s attack or she may never have a chance to gain an advantage. It took every ounce of strength in her body to throw Amanda off the top rope, but the gamble paid off, Amanda lay on the mat completely immobilized.

Fortunately for Lynn, she was able to regain her senses faster than Amanda, who was still laying on the mat stunned. She had landed flat on her back and was still trying to regain her breath. Her back felt like it had been hit with a two by four. Lynn finally got up and stormed over to where Amanda was lying. Without a word, she reached down, grabbed a handful of her red hair and yanked her to her feet. Then she delivered a vicious knee to Amanda’s belly, causing her to double over at the waist. Next she reached around Amanda’s slim waist, and with a loud grunt, lifter her up into an over the shoulder bear hug back breaker. Before the effects of the hold even had a chance to reach Amanda’s brain, Lynn jumped up and dropped to her butt, causing Amanda’s back the violently snap backward on impact. Amanda hit the mat and began rolling around holding her back and whimpering pathetically, then lay still rubbing the small of her back moaning in agony. That had to have been one of the most brutal back breakers I had ever seen.

Lynn wasted no time in following up her advantage, she walked over to the broken redhead, and scooped her up in her arms. She then walked to the center of the ring with Amanda in her arms, and looked into her face. Amanda looked back with a helpless stare and begged, "Please don’t", in a pleading voice. She knew exactly what Lynn had in mind for her and was helpless to stop it. "I’ll try not to hurt you to bad." Lynn replied in a mocking voice, then dropped Amanda down across her out stretched knee. A loud “Unngh” sound escaped her mouth as her beautiful lay outstretched and broken across Lynn’s knee. Lynn didn’t let her fall to the mat, instead she wound up with her hand and delivered a nasty punch to Amanda’s exposed belly. Amanda’s entire body jerked up spasmaticaly, then relaxed back across Lynn’s knee. Lynn looked down at her victim who was helplessly draped across her knee with her eyes closed, then looked up at the girls at ringside and grinned. She looked back down at Amanda and said, "Lets see how far you can bend before you break in half!"

Lynn placed one hand on Amanda’s chin, and her other hand on her upper thigh and pushed down. Amanda’s tortured back was being forced to bend backwards across Lynn’s knee. She cried in agony as Lynn forced her body near the breaking point, still she would not give Lynn the satisfaction of hearing her submit. "All you need to say is two little words, and the pain will end." Lynn said.

Amanda ignored Lynn’s request and endured the pain. After a few minutes, Lynn became bored with the hold and let Amanda fall to the mat. Amanda rolled onto her stomach and slowly began massaging her throbbing back with her hands. Her back was injured to the point that she was no longer able to stand because of the intense pain. Lynn stood up and circled her victim slowly shaking her head. Then she stood straddling Amanda’s back facing her head and sat down on the small of her back. Next she pulled Amanda’s arms over top of her thighs, grabbed her chin and pulled back producing a perfect camel clutch. Again Amanda’s poor back was being forced to endure more torment as Lynn bent her back with all her might. I felt sorry for the punishment Amanda was being forced to endure, but some how, seeing her trapped in this hold looked sexy. Her head and neck were being pulled back causing her back to arch at a terrible angle, at the same time her tank top was being stretched tight across her breasts giving a spectacular outline of her gorgeous body. A slight moaning sound was all the noise she made, her teeth were clenched in pain and her eyes were closed tightly. Lynn was just pulling back on Amanda’s chin  with a sadistic grin on her face, she was enjoying this. After a while, she grew bored of the hold and let Amanda’s head flop back down to the mat. Lynn then got up and walked over to where Amanda’s head laid.  She knelt down in front of her head, grabbed her hair and pulled her head up till their eyes met. "Why don’t you just give up and end this?" Lynn asked.

Amanda looked back and spit in Lynn’s face. "F*CK YOU!" she said.

This act of defiance enraged Lynn. She grabbed a second handful of hair and pulled the broken redhead to her feet. She then reached between Amanda’s legs, lifted and turned her over into position for her trademark Tombstone Piledriver! She held Amanda in position in the center of the ring and tightened her grip. Amanda hung upside down with her legs spread at about a sixty-degree angle. Her eyes were closed tightly waiting for the inevitable drop that would end the match and possibly hospitalize her. Lynn looked down between her spread legs and said, "If you think it hurt when your sister did this to you, wait 'till I do it to you. I’ve been working on a new pile driver just for you."

I knew that Lynn had been working on a new variation of her favorite move, but I had no idea what it was. One thing for certain was that Amanda was about to find out. Just as Lynn was about to finish Amanda off when the bell rang signaling the twenty minute mark and the end of the match. Lynn looked to ringside with a disgusted look on her face. The match was a draw! "It’s a tie!" one of the girls shouted to Lynn from ringside, "Put her down!"

Lynn looked down between Amanda’s legs again and said, "Gladly!" then jumped up, spun around and dropped to her knees driving poor Amanda head first to the mat with a spinning Tombstone Piledriver! Amanda bounced up and came to rest spread eagle on her back unconscious. Lynn stood up, looked down at her beaten foe and said, "I guess we’ll have to do this again!" and walked into her dressing room.

Heidi and I rushed into the ring to tend to Amanda. The move looked so brutal, we feared that she might be seriously injured. After a few moments we were able to revive her. She was still unable to walk, so Heidi and I carried her to her dressing room and placed her on the cot.

I sat in the dressing room beside Amanda’s cot and waited for her to fully wake up. "What happened?" she asked in a quiet voice.

"You went the distance." I replied "But she piledrove you after the bell."

She made an attempt to sit up, but grimaced in pain and lay back down. "Oh, I feel awful." she said, and closed her eyes and fell asleep. This match had taken a lot out of her, I wondered how she would do in the hard-core rematch. It didn’t matter at this moment, she would need some time to heal before facing Lynn again. One thing is certain, if the rematch is as brutal as this one, someone may be spending the night in the hospital. We will have to wait and see.