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Archive-name: Amazon/ellen1.txt

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Archive-title: Ellen





My name is Ellen and I'm a 26-year old gym teacher.  I'm 5'8" tall,

weigh 142 pounds and am considered quite attractive with shoulder-

length auburn hair and a 38-25-37 figure.  My background in gymnastics

and swimming has given me much strength and muscular definition in my

shoulders, arms and legs.  Although I had never wrestled a man, I have

been very competitive with them and love to soundly defeat them in

tennis or racquetball.



Recently, I have been seeing a 30-year old lawyer named Rick, who told

me of his fantasy of wrestling a woman.  After checking out his 5'9",

somewhat soft body, I told him I would wrestle him the following

Friday.



That Friday I went to his house and we cleared the furniture.  I went

to his bedroom to change into my shiny black lycra leotard and

returned to find Rick in a pair of gray running shorts.  We decided to

wrestle for one hour, and he set an alarm clock to end the match.



We started somewhat slowly, as neither of us was quite sure what to

expect.  We pushed each other around and tried to trip each other with

our feet.  Suddenly, he got me in a headlock and applied pressure.

Rick was stronger than I had anticipated and it hurt.  He flipped me

over his hip and followed me down with his legs spread wide for

stability while continuing to squeeze my head.  But I was able to work

my hands inside his arms and separate them, breaking the hold.



Pushing his head face-down to the carpet, I sat on his back facing his

feet.  I grabbed his right foot and pulled it toward me while twisting

his ankle.  Rick groaned and slapped the carpet as I increased the

pressure.  Still holding his foot, I spun around and scissored his

left arm tightly.  Now Rick was in major trouble.  I still had his leg

captured, and he was now immobilized with all my weight on his back.

My scissor hold was overextending his shoulder and elbow.



After five minutes, his struggling weakened and Rick gasped out his

submission.  I released the holds, turned him onto his back and sat

firmly on his chest, pinning his arms under my knees.  I told him that

this was a one-hour match, and less than 20 minutes had passed.  I

decided to rest in this position for a few minutes.  Rick was unable

to recuperate as my weight hindered his breathing and my knees were

digging painfully into his upper arms.  Every few moments, I would

taunt him by saying things like, "I'm really enjoying this, Rick,

aren't you?" or "You can do better, just try harder.  I'm only a

girl."



Rick's energy was totally spent, so I decided to practice a few holds

I had learned.  First, I rolled him onto his stomach, grabbed both his

wrists and pulled his arms back.  Standing over him, I pushed my foot

into his back for leverage as I worked my surfboard.  After a couple

of minutes I released the hold and, dropping to my knees, secured a

full-nelson.  Rolling to the right onto my back, I pulled him on top

of me and added leg scissors low across his waist.  Boring down on his

neck, I could feel the muscles stretch as I powered the nelson and

enjoyed his scream of pain as I tightened the scissors.  Then I eased

up a bit on both holds until I could feel his body relax.  Suddenly, I

pulled up on the nelson while pushing down hard with the scissors,

painfully stretching his back.



For the next 20 minutes I gleefully played cat and mouse with him, as

I applied more holds.  I would maintain each hold for two or three

minutes, tightening and relaxing them at my whim.  Immediately before

releasing a hold, I would power it full force so that he would be

helpless to resist the next hold.  I put him in a hammerlock, a camel

clutch, a figure-four leg lock, a Japanese arm stretch and several

other holds.  When relaxing a hold, I would continue to taunt him by

asking him if he was still enjoying himself or if he could suggest

some more holds.  Before he could answer, I would tighten the hold so

his only response would be a muffled scream.



I had Rick in a head scissors when the alarm rang.  I was on my side,

propped up on my elbow, so I could savor his feeble struggle as he

tried vainly to free his head from my strong thighs.  Since I was

having so much fun crushing his head, I held him for a few minutes

longer before releasing him.



I knelt down next to him and thanked him for introducing me to

wrestling.  I told him that I would like to wrestle him again because

there were some holds I had not gotten to try.  Rick moaned softly,

"Well, I don't know."  I said that if he wouldn't agree to wrestle me

again that I would try them right then, so he weakly consented.  We

set the date for four weeks from now.  Next time I'll make Rick write

you describing the match.



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