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Old 09-Jan-21, 14:09
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MW Island 20
When Anne arrived at the island, Tanya looked shocked. That woman had to be older than herself. But Anne was just laughing. ‘Hi there, congratz on your marvelous project!’, Anne said. ‘This is my perfect birthdaygift to myself’.

Anne told Tanya about her army history and how she had stayed in shape after that. She made up a story about Linda seeing her control a guy at the gym and loving it, to avoid anyone getting to know her true relationship with Linda. But Rosita had doubts. She recognised parts of Annes face and habits and wasn’t so sure if Anne was telling the truth. When she transported Willem to the guest house, she noticed John hardly moving anymore. She grabbed the piece of paper Nicole had left her and decided to give it a try. ‘You wait here’, she told Willem, who was still cuffed.

It took Rosita about ten minutes before she had released John from the ropes. He almost fell apart and screamed from pain. ‘I hope you have learned your lesson’, Rosita said. Willem was looking at all of this and asked Rosita if this procedure had been done to all the men, but Rosita made him feel relieved. ‘Just act normal, be polite, talk to people like Joey’, Rosita said.

Tanya liked Anne as Anne was talking very motivated about her life between the men, being their boss and able to withstand them physically. She was curious if she could beat a man like Willem, who certainly didn’t seem weak. From previous episodes we already know Tanya sometimes dreams of returning to the cage herself. Anne could be a great inspiration.

The next day Rosita picked up Willem to meet Tanya. Willem must have been around 50, Tanya estimated, reasonably strong but not really fit. ‘That man that was in the ropes there still doesn’t move very well’, Willem said. Tanya looked at Rosita and smiled. ‘You just make sure you behave, in fact I would like to start an experiment with you’, Tanya said. ‘You’re free to move and train allover the island. The only condition is that you behave and don’t start a fight before Sunday. ‘What about Sunday?’, Willem asked. Tanya explained the whole concept and Willem was shocked, but he also felt he might get out of this situation. ‘This woman choked me when I was not paying attention’, Willem said. ‘Well, if you lay your hands on her before Sunday, you will end up like John, you already have met’, Tanya said.

Willem could agree on that, although he did have some questions for Anne. Anne had already been instructed that Willem would be walking around, but she didn’t care. At the beach she was training a bit and thinking about how to get to know the island and the people as good as possible. She had asked Tanya to see all the guests, but that procedure would be after the match. Also she figured to make the match last as long as possible, to be able to study all the faces of the spectators. She would recognise good people and bad people and she might well use some good people in the future for operation ‘Free Joey’. Also Tanya had told her that some of the females had really been mean and that two men had not survived their match on Mixed Wrestling Island. Anne already knew of one, the one that gave her some leverage on her daughter to make her start seeing her again more often. But it also made her aware that it would be unwise to waste time.

The next day Ronny arrived, Rosita’s baby twinbrother. Tanya decided to pick him up personally and not tell Rosita, to make it a surprise. Ronny was a successful businessman and dressed like one. Tanya immediately noticed that Ronny was smaller than his sister, but they actually looked alike. ‘Hi there, welcome to my island’, Tanya said. Ronny approached her with his arms widened, so she hugged him. ‘So tell me, your sister told me about your special relationship, she is looking forward to seeing you, but I didn’t tell her it would be today’, Tanya said. ‘Good, Ronny said, she likes surprises’. ‘Rosita told me how you were inseparable as children, but she also told me she promised not to tell about everything’. ‘Haha, that darling, Ronny said, can we walk?’. ‘Sure, Tanya said’.
‘Up until we were 10, we just copied eachother. We took piano and guitarclasses, played tennis, went to school together. Rosita wouldn’t go to a ‘girlthing’ and I wouldn’t go to a ‘boything’ unless we could both go. We looked alike, we spoke alike, sometimes we sneaked into eachothers bedroom to sleep together, but our parents didn’t really like that. But then it all changed’.

‘I wanted to become successful in business, so I started studying my ass off, Ronny continued, and Rosita started going to the gym. Sometimes I would join her but took my homework with me on a disc. So I could study languages during sports as Rosita lifting weights, running and also taking judoclasses. I admired her determination and she even started looking better. I noticed her growing, but we didn’t change at all, we were very fond of eachother, loved eachother’.

‘Somewhere, when we were 16, our parents were about to take their first holiday without us. Rosita looked very fit and she was very confident. We looked forward to being together for five days. Our parents left in the middle of the night to avoid traffic jams and the next morning I was the first to take a shower. Immediately after I came out of the bathroom, nudely ofcourse, my sister came out of the bedroom. She still looked sleepy and went to the bathroom too. She smiled at me, like she always did. Then I thought I would surprise her as soon as she finished showering’.

Tanya was all ears all the time. Her relationship with her siblings was a lot different. Real competition. She hated it. ‘I like how you talk about your sister with such passion’, Tanya said, please continue’.

‘As my sister came out of the bathroom, still drying her hair with a towel, she passed my bedroom where I was still standing naked. I smiled, she smiled and walked on to her bedroom. I followed her quietly and when she reached her bed I jumped on her back and tried to force her to fall backwards on the bed. Without success. She easily opened my arms, threw me on the bed and jumped on me, with her knees controlling my arms.’

‘And then what, did she punish you for that?’, Tanya asked. ‘Punish is not the right word, it’s not that I did something I was not supposed to, Ronny answered, but it turned out a lot different than I expected. She just smiled and asked me what I was planning to do once I had succeeded, so I told her that I would be holding her tight for a few hours. She just smiled and told me that that sounded like a great idea. The next few minutes I realised that not only had she become very strong, but also very skilled. She first grabbed my arm and locked it in between her legs. My face was now pressed against her butt and she twisted my arm all the way to the point I started to scream. Then she would relax it a bit and maintain it for a few minutes, all the time smiling and checking if I were ok’.

‘I actually loved it, the way she was careful and proudly showed me everything she had learned. Only a few times she would tease me a little longer. For example when she found my limits in her armstretch and I had tapped and screamed to her, she would relax, but then ten seconds later smiled at me and asked if I were ready for a second run and a third run. Not only did this whole situation arouse me, I loved how she enjoyed it and I loved being so intensively tight to her. She could make me scream but she couldn’t hurt me’.

Tanya enjoyed every word as they were approaching her office. ‘Please continue at my office and after we will visit Rosita’, Tanya said.

‘After about two hours I was completely worn down and I asked my sister to have mercy. She told me that she had, but not just yet. This is where she got on top of me again and grabbed my wrists and stretched my legs with hers. Her boobs were in my face and she increased the pressure on my legs. It was about the first time that she ever really touched my penis with her body. From that day on we would play sexual erotic games as soon as we would be alone. We actually talked about buying a house together in the future. When she got me to scream again she bent down her head and kissed me on the mouth. Then she moved to a headlock and trapped both my arms, one between her legs and one next to my head’. ‘Promise me, she said, while I was pressed firmly to her chest and my arm was trapped painfully, promise me you will attack me again’. ‘I actually had to promise to her, she wouldn’t stop until I had promised her to attack her again. We had such sessions dozens of times. One day our parents came home early and found Rosita on top of me, naked, but we already had agreed that we would not lie about it. ‘I had attacked her, I did and my dad would say that it wasn’t very smart to attack a strong girl like Rosita. Boy, was he wrong’.

That evening, Tanya escorted Ronny to Rositas house. During their walk, Rosita expected to witness something beautiful. She was right. Their reunion was like one of two kids. Ronny walked in, hugging his twinsister, Rosita left to her office, alone, as always...
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Old 17-Jan-21, 09:17
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MW Island 21
Anne was exploring the island just the day before she would teach Willem a lesson, at least that’s what she was hoping for. She wasn’t training because she needed the time to study all the routes and the people of the island. Even during that fight. Suddenly an unexpected guest appeared.

‘Could you tell me what this was all about?’, a voice said. Anne turned around. It was Willem. Anne was told Willem would be walking around, but she didn’t really care. Besides, he would be stupid attacking her now. ‘I had to pick someone and that might as well be someone earning money from addicted kids’, Anne said. Willem was quiet. He had not looked at it in that way before. ‘Look, Anne said, there is no way back, you might just as well enjoy your time here and lets have some fun together tomorrow’.

Willem was looking at Anne and a bit worried about ending up as the loser. He was reasonably strong, but looking at Anne he lacked stamina and skills. Those legs around his neck, or her face close to his, when submitting him, even just the thoughts were horrifying and he realised he needed a gameplan. A plan that would keep him standing until the end. A plan in which he would not waste energy. ‘Enjoy your stay’, Willem said and he walked away.

Anne was a bit worried. There wasn’t a place to hide. In the sand it was hardly possible to run and there were at least 20 women but probably more. Besides, women could arrive unexpectedly as well. And then there was this Rosita. Suppose Anne could escape and run and Rosita would be able to grabb Joey, it would all be for nothing. Anne needed help, that’s for sure. And it had to be done at night too. Walking in the dark here shouldn’t be a big problem, but still she was checking all the routes. And then she needed to decide about the boat or the plane. She held a license for both, so she might not need help from inside in this matter.

The next morning the big day had begun. Anne had ordered Willem to be without clothes but she figured herself in a tigerprint minidress the best to look young again. Besides, it would be a little wide, so her butt would be visible all the time and preferably make contact with Willems face. As Anne was dreaming about how she would have fun with her opponent, Willem was actually thinking about how to avoid such confrontations. He wouldn’t mind not winning, as long as he could avoid being locked inside that old body.

‘Today is the day? Are you confident?’ It was Joey, just when Willem wanted to go outside. ‘Not sure’, Willem said. ‘Can you beat her? Have you seen her?’, Joey continued. Ever since that confrontation with Fiona, Joey was curious about the females coming to the island. ‘Her name is Anne and I think she must be around 60, but she looks like a rock’, Willem said.

Joey realised that that could well be his mother in law. He had never met her but Linda had told a lot about her and he also had seen some of her pictures. ‘Good luck, don’t disappoint the men’, Joey said. Willem had not thought about it in that way. They would be watching and sure would not appreciate him being passive. But on the other hand he shouldn’t change plans at this point anymore.

That afternoon it was about to start. Rosita had ordered Willem to meet her an hour before, to escort him. She was very curious about Annes skills. She had a bet with Ronny that Anne would be able to submit Willem. ‘I think you will lose’, Rosita told Willem. Willem was just stunned by the looks of Rosita. He was sure he would hardly stand a chance against her, but still he would have preferred Rosita would be in the cage with him. He would put his head in between her legs himself. Already he had to withhold himself from touching Rositas butt. Should he? Too late! ‘You would have really been sorry within seconds’, Rosita said. ‘You would have been in the cage with broken arms and you wouldn’t even have reached your goal of touching my ass’. Willem felt ashamed a bit. ‘I’m sorry’, he said softly. ‘Forget about it’, Rosita said, go on, off you go!’

Willem was a bit nervous but as soon as he heard the crowd cheering, he got enthusiastic. Willem felt like he was a popular gladiator and waved with his hands to the crowd. For a moment he had forgotten about his fears. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad. Thirty seconds later Anne was announced.

Annes entrance was very slow. She could use all the time to observe as much as she could who would be where and what would they be doing. Rosita already sat next to Ronny and Tanya. Tanya loved it. ‘Doesn’t she look gorgeous?’, Tanya asked Ronny. Ronny looked at his sister. ‘Is she serious?’. But Rosita was in thoughts. ‘She really looks like that girl from last week’, Rosita told Tanya. It bothered her. Anne looked at all of them, but they all seemed to have fun. No sad faces that she might talk into helping her as soon as she would think she could trust them.

A few minutes later Anne and Willem where standing opposed to eachother. It started. Anne figured to see what Willem would be doing. But the answer was nothing. He just stood there. Should she attack him? Possibly better not. She looked around again. The crowd kept quiet this time. Nothing was happening. There she saw Joey. Joey saw Anne too, he already thought he knew her and also he figured not to give her too much attention. She would know he was there, that was her purpose. Anne figured how to be able to meet with Joey after the match, but it became clear that the visitors did not like it that nothing was happening.

Anne realised something had to happen. ‘Come on Willem, you’ve gotta do something’, but Willem did nothing. She had to change plans, obviously and came a bit closer to Willem. Willem was prepared for a takedown, he would absolutely use his weight advantage and was sure she would never be able to recover. But Anne knew that too, she’s a smart fighter. Suddenly she landed a kick to Willems legs. And another. Willem felt them but he was still allright. But Anne landed another lowkick and immediately kept distance again. Five kicks later Willem realised it could not go on like this much longer. He started to feel his right leg. He ran full speed into Anne unexpectedly but Anne avoided contact like a real Torero. Then Willem tried to hit her, but again couldn’t touch her. And he felt he should take up his initial gameplan again as his actions caused him already to breathe heavily.

But Anne had found her plan to be effective and as soon as Willem got passive again, she landed another kick to his right leg and then step back again. Three kicks later Willem realised it became more and more difficult to stand on his feet. He stepped back a little and held his hands up, asking Anne to waite for a while, but Anne stepped in again and fired another shot to Willems right leg. Willem bent down now, with his head forward. Not only already he was exhausted, he could hardly stand anymore. Anne figured this would be a good moment to step in en grabbed Willems head. She proudly looked into the crowd as they were now cheering as it finally seemed the fight would come alive.

Willem felt Annes arm around his neck, he had a view to Annes butt and to the canvas. He was just waiting for Annes next move which would probably pull him down. But Anne took her time, like she had been doing all the time. Suddenly she jumped up and wrapped her legs around Willems waist. Willem immediately went on his knees and felt Annes legs and arm adding pressure. Wrong gameplan. For Anne, her guillotine was perfect to observe the spectators a little more, but she realised she couldn’t trust any of them in trying to escape. In the meantime she had been pressing Willem for at least five minutes and he was now begging for her attention. She started thinking how to change holds in the safest way, as she realised she would better please the spectators if she would, one day, make use of them.

Anne moved up a little, maintaining her hold but she would now release the scissors and sit on top of Willem, still keeping his neck trapped. Willem tried to use his arm to release his neck but that hold was still pretty tight. Willem realised he had troubles breathing and asked Anne if she could go a little easier on him.

For Anne this was no problem, she realised she dominated Willem, he could hardly stand and already had a blue right leg. On top of that he was exhausted. Still, she didn’t want Willem to get away with it easily, but she would sense he was in real trouble when he started talking to her and it was certainly not her intention to injure Willem badly or even worse. As she felt Willems resistance fade, she dropped his head. Anne enjoyed seeing Willems face and unknotted her hair. By now she would never let him grab her hair anymore as she knew she was dominating. Willem felt very uncomfortable. Not only it was humiliating, he also felt it was disgusting. He was still thinking if he would be able to surprise her. If he could get on top, anything would be possible.

But surprising a skilled former colonel is a lot harder than Willem might think. Anne grabbed Willems arm and threw her leg over Willems face and dropped backward. Within seconds she had put Willem in a vicious armbar. ‘That arm had not suffered yet’, Anne shouted. Willem was now with his mouth almost into Annes butt and he felt like crying as his arm was trapped into Annes tigerprint dress. Anne looked Willem into his face. ‘Look at me’, she shouted. Willem opened his eyes, her facial lines were clearly visible, and for the first time she looked kind of angry. ‘Pay attention and fight back! These people want to see something!’

Willem realised he couldn’t just try to pretend to fall asleep, but even the smallest attempt of releasing his arm only led to a lot more pain. He made a fist and started hammering Annes thighs. ‘Is that tapping?’, Anne asked, ‘Because tapping was excluded in the rules’. Willem wanted to fight back as Anne had ordered him to do but he was just too tightly stuck. And when he started hammering her thighs again, Anne just mildly fell back a little bit more to make Willem feel she could snap that arm without further effort. It was a perfect setting to start making Willem shout a little. Anne pulled Willems arm a little deeper and Willem screamed. The horror that he felt before the match had become a reality. It also made Annes dress tighten a little bit more around Willems arm, thus revealing her but more. His face was now tight against her skin and her dress was covering his head a little. Willem had replaced his hitting now by actually tapping as he realised his arm was now dangerously trapped.

It was another perfect hold for Anne to simultaneously watch into the crowd, but she realised she might actually accidentally break Willems arm so she was thinking again to switch to another hold. There was still some time and she needed to look at the left wing of the audience before she would claim victory. She released Willem who was now trying to get up, but she quickly threw her legs around his body again, meanwhile trying to choke Willem with her arms. But Willem was just in time to get his arm inside and prevent Anne from choking him, for the moment. Those scissors kept him in place and his resistance to her rear naked choke would never last for another 15 minutes. ‘You’re going out, Willem’, Anne said, softly this time. She was working to take Willems defending arm out, so she could end the fight choking Willem slowly and had enough time to look around some more. Willem felt his arm slipping away. He was very scared to be choked out and begged Anne at least not to close his windpipe for too long. But as soon as Anne had removed Willems final resistance, she went easy on him. Willem was still kicking with his legs in the air to find energy to release himself, but suddenly he noticed those arms around his neck were hardly working. Her legs around his body were more painful as Anne kept those tight.

Meanwhile Anne was hoping there were some other men that might be of help. The ones she had seen were all having fun and the women seemed to have made their choice to live here voluntarily. Suddenly she saw a woman who was obviously pregnant. Could that be a possibility? Would she be soft? A weak spot? Anne had seen enough and quickly sent Willem sleeping. He didn’t even have time to be surprised about Anne suddenly ending it. Anne stood up and looked at Willem. She was showing her biceps and lifted her right leg, putting it on Willems penis. She looked at Tanya. It was a key condition that Tanya would keep liking her and Tanya smiled back. Anne bent forward a little so the men could look into her boobs. She knew how to please an audience. She then changed her attention to Willem who was waking up already. He felt awful.

‘I think Anne just inspired me a lot for next week, baby’, Rosita said to her brother Ronny. Ronny smiled. He was actually looking forward to it after so many years and who knows, it could be fun in front of a crowd.
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MW Island 22
Anne looked down at Willem and blew him a kiss. He had paid what he owed and Anne figured Willem would never be doing what he had done so why stay angry. Besides, she was there for a different reason.

Tanya was enthustiastic about what she had seen, despite Rosita warning her that Anne had been looking around so much. ‘She just enjoyed their reaction and was fully in control’, Tanya had said. Anne walked towards them and asked Tanya if she could leave. ‘You can’, Tanya said. ‘But first I will introduce you to our guests here. Anne got excited. It would be the first time that she would get to say something to Joey, but she realised she had to be careful.

As soon as they arrived Anne started little chats with David, John and Sven too and she asked Tanya why on earth someone had brought Frank in. ‘That’s a long story, but some of the females have a lack of confidence and start with a much weaker guy. ‘And who is this handsome?’ Anne pointed to Joey and even winked. It all looked very natural and Tanya did not notice one bit. That’s Joey, he is very popular. Especially the stronger girls seem to want to keep him closely in their tight holds’. ‘Really? And do you enjoy that, Joey?’, Anne asked in a teasing way. ‘It kills time, ma’am, not every hold or fight is a joy but we don’t have a phone, computer or TV’. The first woman, Alexandra, raped me, but last time with Fiona it was sort of fun’, Joey said very diplomatically, trying not to make his mother in law angry.

‘Okay, off we go!’, Anne said. Anne asked as many questions as possible to Tanya and was curious about the type of women. ‘Girls from everywhere, usually quite fit, strong and skilled’. ‘Most of them have a very dominating character, some come for a sexual fight, but they all come here because they prefer a male opponent who have to do this even if they don’t want to. And some of the ladies I don’t know what actually drives them, like Mameaw. I think she will be here soon again, but she is in a different mood all the time. And last time the male died.’ ‘Really?’, Anne said pretending she didn’t know. ‘Yes, that girl stood above the guys face and dropped herself full weight on his face. I figured she must have been dreaming about such a move for years’. Anne smiled. ‘But what was your drive?’, Tanya asked. ‘I’m just a little weird, I always liked to fool around with men, even before I went to the army and when this girl in the gym told me about this, it didn’t take me a lot of thinking to go for it’.

Anne was thinking as she was looking around. It was still quite a run from the ‘village’ to the harbour. And she needed help, also from outside. Anne figured she would call her friend Olga from Moscow to see if she would be interested. She is a lot younger and a true powerhouse. But to do this operation alone is too dangerous. And taking Linda with her was out of the question, she would be her weak spot.

Linda had received a message from Fiona about how things were going and she had told Fiona about what had happened at the island. And that now her mom was there. Fiona was a bit in shock but realised it was a logical thing for Linda to seek help from a person she trusted. She offered her help if needed.

When Anne arrived at Linda’s home to pick up her car, she told all about what had happened and what she had seen. She told Linda about calling in another friend as she could not do this operation alone. ‘Great, Fiona also offered to help’, Linda said. Anne suggested to invite Fiona and Olga and told Linda that she would take a few weeks to work out a plan. ‘Besides, there is a fight scheduled between twins first and Tanya told me a certain Mameaw was coming soon too, so we would go there after Mameaw would leave.

It was all great thinking, but when Fiona was told Mameaw was coming to the island, all bells were ringing. ‘Mameaw is bad news’, Fiona said. ‘And I think she might well pick a guy like Joey’, she added. But Olga wasn’t available within a week. Besides, she would have to kidnap someone first. Anne and Olga had already discussed that it would be best to travel to Finland and kidnap a guy there as the MWI secret service is not represented in Russia.

Meanwhile at the island, Rosita and Ronny were watching tapes. Rosita had asked for such devices as it would be easier for her to ensure Tanyas safety. And she liked to watch tapes of the bouts. ‘Anne was pretty impressive’, Ronny said. ‘She sure is, but look what she is doing, Rosita said, all her holds were making her able to look into the crowd. Here, she even forgot about how tight her hold was as Willem is slamming Annes thighs with his free hand’. ‘I think I am going to put you in that hold too tomorrow, Ronny’, Rosita teased. ‘You wouldn’t’, Ronny said. ‘I would’, Rosita replied. Ronny actually liked his sisters mysterious face. He would never know what she was going to do. And how would this be in front of a crowd?
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‘I don’t think I would want to be in the arena entirely nude, Rosita’, Ronny said to his sister. In fact he told it nude als he and his sister walked around nude most of the day at home. ‘I already knew that, Ronny, I felt it so I made some nice covers. We feel the nude sensuality and the crowd only sometimes get to see something during action.

Ronny loved that thought and invited Rosita to armwrestle him. Rosita smiled, she gave Ronny a small edge, but after twenty seconds she looked Ronny in the eyes and started winning territory. Just as she was about to win she grabbed a jar of toothpicks and put it right under Ronny’s hand. Ronny got terrified, Rosita had never done such a cruel thing and started fighting for his life. But he didn’t want to take the toothpicks away, if that was what Rosita wanted, than so it had to be. Ronny’s loss was inevitable despite his extra efforts and just before it would get painful Rosita took away the toothpicks. ‘Remember to give me your maximum tomorrow, Ronny’, Rosita said. Ronny realised Rosita didn’t like Ronny not fighting back, she never did.

In the meantime Fiona had come to the conclusion that she needed to travel to the island immediately. It would not be smart to go to the island with a complete team. Anne, Rosita and Olga, allegedly a huge fistfighter with a long ponytail. Anne had said that three men had pulled that ponytail and they are not able to do that a second time. They agreed with Fiona that it could be wise to go there immediately.

Fiona would travel by airplane, that way she would be there just before the next morning as it could well be that there was no time to lose, although she could probably not book Joey as they had already been matched up not so long ago. Twice in a row could be suspicious. But Fiona immediately saw she wasn’t travelling alone to the island. An Asian woman was eating noodles. Her arms and her thighs were huge. Fiona realised it had to be Mameaw. ‘Sawatdee Kha’, Fiona said. Mameaw smiled: ‘Sawatdee kha’. A very friendly shy woman but Fiona realised she should not let her distract that.

Fiona felt a little uncomfortable as she didn’t want to say anything to upset Mameaw, a very strange feeling as this had been something she never felt before. Not for herself, but for anyone Mameaw might be choosing in the next few days. But Mameaw just stayed friendly and they were chatting all the time. Mameaw had explained her sister lives in Rotterdam and she had visited her on her way to the island. Also she mentioned she liked fighting at the island as no referee would stop a fight after a decisive punch or a tapout. ‘I don’t believe in tapouts’, Mameaw said. ‘In fact I absorb them, I just want more of them, don’t you have that same feeling?’ Fiona could acknowledge that, she actually realised she must have had the same motives like Mameaw had.

In the morning they were picked up by Tanya, but Fiona and Mameaw told her they preferred walking, so the three of them left their suitcases in the car and walked towards the village. ‘You’re just in time for a probably sensual encounter between twins’, Tanya said. ‘This afternoon it will be their first fight in many years and the first time before a crowd’, Tanya continued. As Fiona got curiuos Mameaw immediately said she would not be watching. ‘That’s not my cup of tea, thank you’, she told Tanya with a smile, but Fiona knew this must have been the first small step on the tree of anger. Ofcourse, last time Mameaw had been in such an encounter with Sven, but that was functional, to help Mathilda.

Mameaw had already instructed Tanya that she wanted Joey, as she had already let him know during previous visits. For Fiona this meant she would think about a strategy of damagecontrol, but that was not going to be easy. Joey would need to use his charms himself. As Mameaw would visit Mathilda that afternoon, Rosita and Ronny were about to leave to the wrestling dome. ‘Don’t forget to be active, Ronny, nobody likes it when there is no struggle’. Ronny felt a bit uncomfortable about it. In the good old days he would at some point stop resisting and give himself completely to his sister, but apparently now, in front of a crowd, it had to be all different. Nonetheless, he looked forward to it as it had been to long and who knows they could have their own little private session the next morning.

As they walked hand in hand to the cage, it did seem a little silly and especially Rosita, who actually had a job at the island, felt uncomfortable about it. She had not realised Ronny could ever be her weak spot. Ronny noticed his sister felt uncomfortable and he also felt she was firmly pressing his hand. Perhaps it wasn’t that wise to start all of this after all, but on the other hand he was very happy to see Rosita again after all those years. And that she was healthy. Fiona also had seen the big difference between the twins. She was observing very well as she had to be preparing Joeys escape too. Weak spots were Ronny and Mathilda, but she would definitely not cooperate in threatening the latter.

As the twins were about to start, Rosita first showed her biceps to the people. Her boobs and her vagina were covered by some sort of loose hanging glittering material, as Ronny had the same covering his penis. That actually felt nice as it made contact as soon as he would move. Rosita immediately moved towards Ronny to grab his arms, but Ronny grabbed hers and threw her to the ground. ‘Just like you said’, he shouted to Rosita, who was clearly not amused. But she also realised it was her own stupid mistake. Ronny jumped on Rosita to try and control her, but that just didn’t work. She threw him off and stood up. She actually smiled again and made a warning signal with her finger. But Ronny had gotten his adrenaline and now walked into his sister to start a second attack, in the spirit of what Rosita had told him the night before. But he couldn’t surprise her a second time. Rosita grabbed Ronny’s arm and twisted it, thus forcing Ronny on his knees. For a moment Rosita wanted to plant her knee into Ronny’s ribs, but it was a good thing she thought twice. Instead with her armbar she now forced Ronny with his face all the way to the canvas. As she bent over, the spectators could finally see her butt and got enthusiastic.

It was the first time Rosita and Ronny were starting to feel comfortable and the next few minutes Rosita established Ronny’s face in between her legs, close to her pussy. He actually felt contact but his head was covered by Rositas minidress. Ronny felt a little uncomfortable but he knew what to do as soon as Rosita flexed her thighs. At first Ronny tried to decrease the pressure by grabbing Rositas thighs. Rosita was just comfortably relaxing on her arm, her blonde hair dropping to the canvas. She just was a spectator now, watching Ronny’s struggling. It was good to see her babybrother had listened to her. After letting Ronny struggle for a few minutes, she grabbed one of his arms towards her and put his hands between her breasts. Plus she added some pressure to Ronny’s neck. ‘Are we going to do something Ronny?’, she teased him. Ronny could barely move his face but he got the message. At first he started with his chin, then his nose and in the end he used his tongue to please his sister.

‘Just like the old days’, Rosita said with a smile, but for Ronny it just seemed rougher than earlier occasions. Rosita shook Ronny’s hands a few times, like she knew he liked her to do and then released him. Boy, had she missed that. After thirty minutes Rosita decided it had been enough. However she did figure it would be better to make her brother scream a little, before they would continue at home on their own terms. ‘Ok Ronny, before we finish this might hurt a little, but don’t worry, this evening we will continue the classic way’. Before Ronny could think about what his sister had said, he already felt her arms around him and immediately she swept his leg, making him fall on his back. Unluckily his arm fell just in between Rositas legs so he was helpless immediately. As Rosita had locked her arms around his necks and her ankles to secure his arm, Ronny immediately knew it was useless to try and resist, but still he made an attempt to free his trapped arm that apparently had some space. Rosita therefore had to use one arm to adjust her brothers arm a little and put it uncomfortably for him on her knee and locking it there painfully with her upper leg. After she was finished she immediately locked her headlock again by connecting her hands.
‘Good, Rosita whispered, now let’s find your limits’, she said with a smile. She added a little bit of pressure with her upper leg and immediately noticed it had an effect on Ronny’s face. He still had his left arm free but didn’t want to do any stupid things like hitting or scratching as this was of no use and it might only have the consequences of his sister cracking his trapped arm. So he tried firmly to unlock Rositas arms, which to Rosita looked as an interesting process. At least he is trying, she thought. But thinking of her reputation, she pressed her legs again and she already noticed her brothers desparate look. He looked her in her eyes but all she did was blowing him a kiss and add pressure. As brave as Ronny was, at last he broke and screamed and begged his sister to stop. Rosita immediately stopped and kissed her brother, slowly releasing the pressure on his neck. ‘Lets never do this here in such circumstances again’, she said. ‘Never’, Ronny replied.
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Fiona suggested to Tanya to do the first fight later that week. She hoped to win enough time for Anne and Olga to come to the Island, but Tanya told her that was up to Mameaw. She already had picked a victim and on top of that she had been absent for a longer periode than Fiona. Although Fiona realised this could be of influence to Mameaws mood, she still felt she needed the time. It would give Joey, Anne and Olga several days of extra time and besides, she was really looking forward to another dominating match.

Fiona was getting more and more addicted ever since she realised she could make it as erotic or sexual as she wishes and get away with it. In fact back home she had to come to her senses not to grab any guy from the street. And when she walked the hall, she was a bit sorry she had not done such. David still had not recovered from being beaten up, John seemed ok after having been in tight ropes for several days, but he wasn’t really a challenge to Fiona at his age. But there was this one guy always hiding behind a book or a magazine.

‘What’s your name?’, Fiona asked. The man did not respond. Tanya tried to remember who he was, but she concluded she had to look it up in her files. ‘Answer her!’ Slowly a face became visible. ‘Robert’ and the book was held in front of his face again. A gentleman, Fiona thought to herself, just what she needed. Well dressed, looked healthy and fit and not giving her attention. Fiona was already looking forward to making him give her attention.

Meanwhile Anne had travelled to Helsinki where she would meet her friend Olga. It had been more than a year since Anne had visited her. And now they were up for such an interesting adventure. ‘We cannot waste any time’, Anne said, but Olga wanted to know everything Anne could tell her about Joey’s situation and the island in general. She realised she was taking a risk. And she had never heard of a Mixed Wrestling Island secret service, how could she trust them? Anne didn’t know all of them as well. But Olga liked the concept, although she herself was more into women. That evening they went into a bar to observe. As Anne wanted to pick one as quickly as possible, Olga wanted to take some time. Not only she would gave to be the one to take this man on, she also wanted to be sure the particular person wasn’t a parent.

Anne just swallowed her anger for Olga taking her time. Ofcourse she couldn’t just force Olga into rushing. ‘Look, Olga, those guys there are making fun of you’. Olga turned around and saw a few men immediately grabbing their beers. Obviously they had been talking about her and she kept looking at them for minutes. One of them noticed and walked towards Olga. ‘Look, I’m sorry, they are a little drunk’. Olga didn’t pay any attention to him and kept looking at the other three guys. In front of them at least ten beers. ‘It’s OK’, Olga said without looking at him. As the man walked back Olga said she saw a target. ‘This joint will close in 15 minutes, let’s go outside and follow them’.

As the bar closed Anne and Olga noticed the four guys were leaving the place. Except for the polite man, the other three could hardly walk. They walked to a car. Olga was a bit disappointed by that, but it appeared one of them didn’t step in. It was exactly her target. The sober guy brought the other ones home and this one probably lived nearby. Olga whispered: ‘Let’s follow him’. Olga was right. After about five minutes walk the man walked into a big building with many appartments. As he closed the door behind him, Olga ran to the entrance. As Anne followed her later she said: ‘Very clever, he lives on the fifth floor, let’s go to sleep’. The elevator signs showed it stopped at the fifth floor and Anne quickly walked back to see if any lights were switched on. ‘In the morning we will think of a plan’, Olga said.

Back on the island Fiona was running at the beach and suddenly saw Robert in his usual pose, behind a book. ‘Heeey Robert, aren’t you training?’ It was the first time Robert seemed to pay some attention. He dropped his book next to him. ‘Nope, just enjoying the beautiful weather’. ‘How did you get here anyway, if you don’t mind me asking?’.
Robert started telling his story. He was a private detective, hired to find a missing man named Jack. ‘Nobody had a clue. He was not rich, he had no criminal record or network, it was a huge puzzle. I asked for all his pictures from the past, studied all of them and took a deeper look at the ones he seemed to know. All the guys on those pictures I found names of, but I couldn’t close the case. Then I figured I should investigate the women too. At some point I found a woman named Ellen, actually quite a famous martial artist. I made the mistake of just visiting her alone, although I could never have guessed what would happen. She said she remembered Jack from school but had no clue where he was, but she seemed a bit nervous. From other classmates I heard Jack had been an asshole to Ellen at school. Then suddenly one evening a girl rang the bell and asked if she could use the toilet. Ofcourse I offered her a drink, but the next thing I remember was that I was fighting my falling asleep and woke up here on the island. One week later I was standing in the cage right in front of Ellen. I had no chance, but as she was putting me asleep with a rear naked choke she told me I should have minded my own business’.

‘I found Jack here and realised Ellen had been behind that. I figured once I escape I might close that case and collect my fee to restart my life, but I realised that was not going to happen when Jack was killed by Mameaw’.

Fiona figured Robert might be a guy on her side. But in two days she would be in the cage with Robert and she had to think of a plan for that. And she couldn’t tell Robert about it, well not at this point. That would be dangerous. ‘Do you realise how much you have ruined someones life?’, Robert said, speaking about Sven. ‘He had it coming’, Fiona said.

Robert stepped up. ‘Look, you do what you have to do on Sunday, I’ll be happy to be reading my books again’.

Fiona realised that she needed to win Roberts trust, but also it was clearly up to her to make it a fun event for her, the crowd and for Robert. At least Mameaw had been OK with her going first. She was enjoying her stay and happy to relax a little longer.
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A bit disappointed about Roberts attitude, Fiona knocked at Tanyas door the next morning. She needed a little bit more information about this man, especially why he seems not to care at all.

‘Are you kidding?’, Tanya shouted. ‘I could hardly believe you picked this man in the first place. Robert is a trained police officer, surely you didn’t expect him to just let you break his bones? He wants out of here’, Tanya said. Fiona got mixed feelings about that. This could well be her last performance on the island, so she would love to have some resistance but on the other hand Robert was behaving so passively. But Fiona realised Robert could well be capable of controlling a fight, despite him having lost to Ellen.

‘Look, Tanya said, I prefer him in custody here, so don’t blow it, be prepared.’

It was the first time Fiona had felt such seriousness on the island. So far, no man had ever come close to dominating the cage when that man would be inside there with her. She figured she would prepare a little bit and think of a strategy as she sure didn’t want to risk losing to this man, Robert. Besides, she also would like to teach him a painful lesson for behaving like he had done.

Meanwhile in Helsinki Anne and Olga were racing against time. Still Olga kept taking her time as she wanted to be careful and she wanted to know what persons life she would ruin. That morning she sneaked in the apartment building to see if she could find out who were living at the address her target seemed to be living. She took the stairs to the fifth floor and made sure she remembered the numbers. Next, she would wait on a couch near a window and read a newspaper. Several people went out to go to work, but Olga did not recognize the poor soul from Finland. Then suddenly a man stepped out of the elevator. Olga immediately recognised him. What would he have been doing? After last night he could hardly have a night shift at work. She looked just over her newspaper to see which door he would take. Suddenly the man looked towards her, said something Olga was not able to understand and walked in.

Olga stood up, put her newspaper in her purse and looked at the door the man just stepped in. ‘32’, she whispered to herself. Downstairs she immediately walked to the mailboxes. ’32, Matti’. It didn’t look like any other people were living on 32, but Olga figured she would find a way to be sure about that. It was time for Anne to stop sightseeing.

Olga assured Anne that the apartment was number 32 and that the man was named Matti. But she wanted to be really sure that there was no Mrs Matti. ‘Piece of cake’, Anne said. She immediately went to the apartment complex and pressed the nr 32 button. A few seconds later a man said through the intercom:’Yes?’ Anne replied quickly: ‘I have a gift for Mrs Matti, she said. The answer sounded like music to her ears. ‘There is no Mrs Matti, who are you?’, Matti said. ‘I have flowers from a Mr Heiki for her’, Anne continued. ‘I think they fooled you’, Matti said, ‘I live alone’.

Anne left and reported her findings to Olga. It was now time to prepare for action. You don’t just run into an apartment and grab a mature guy. They needed to be precise. Olga actually preferred to lure Matti to an area where not too many people would be and where they could quickly go to the MWI Secret Service base.

But first it was showtime at the island. Fiona had avoided Robert to make sure he would not suspect her knowing about his real plans. She had been nervous a bit but also she got pumped up, she was really focussed. She even had her hair knotted as she figured Robert might even try to play a foul game. Also she would wear a yellow-blue bikini and thong combination and ordered Robert to wear a tight swimsuit. Never before had Fiona prepared so thoroughly, but still she had to prove her strength later that day in the cage.

Robert was reading as always, hiding his skills until the very moment he needed them. Dreaming of freedom and he also figured to be playing around a little with Fiona in the cage. As long as he would be there anyway. At 1.30 PM, Rosita called him. She was accompanied this time by several other women, making sure that there would be no surprises shortly before the event. But Robert had no plans whatsoever. He walked straight to the dressing room, still not speaking a single word.

As the spectators were hyped up already, they noticed Rosita had installed something new around the cage: Big screens. Not only everybody in the arena could see closely what was happening, for Rosita this was also a possibility to replay the match and look for anything suspicious. At ringside Paula announced the first fighter: Robert. As Robert was walking to fightzone, it was quickly noticed that he sure wouldn’t be a bird for the cat. Yet still he walked seemingly uninterested about what was going to happen. No interaction with anyone, just a shy smile to Paula.

And his opponent, who hardly needs any introduction, our yellow-blue queen from Sweden, FIONAAAAAA.

Fiona looked mean and focussed when she entered the cage, but as soon as she saw Robert, she sent him a shy smile that made Robert look the other way. He had seen Fionas body before and realised he could sure use the advantage of catching her by surprise. As Paula left and locked the cage it was just Fiona and Robert.

As warned as Fiona was, she couldn’t really accept Robert doing nothing. She had ordered the match without a clock, meaning that it could last hours, but she felt responsible for it not to be boring hours. Therefore she started with a fake move, she moved in and back immediately, but Robert was just looking, being prepared for a real attack. After a few minutes it was too much for the ever cool Fiona. She stepped in and before she could step back she received Roberts fist right into her face, followed by a dangerously hard kick to her thighs. Immediately Robert ran into her violently, bumping her against the side of the cage.

The next few minutes Fiona tried to recover from that violent start, but Robert knew there was no time to waste. Two more kicks to her legs and a fist into her stomach should weaken her more, but as Robert touched Fionas sixpack he realised it was far from over. Fiona took some distance and used her tongue to make her lips wet, pointing out to Robert she was still fine.

But Fionas focus was on her legs now that they were sure hurting and Robert tried to take advantage of that by trying to take her down, but Fiona quickly stepped aside, fueling the necessary energy. ‘Try that again’, she shouted to Robert, but he was still very quiet. He would try when the time was right. Fiona felt better already and moved around quicker in the cage. This time it was her turn to launch a fist towards Robert and it was right into his chest. Next, she kicked him on the same spot and as cool as Robert was, he obviously didn’t like it. In fact he started looking for initiative again. Two more kicks to Fionas thighs again that had an obvious effect. She wasn’t walking comfortably and got more and more angry. ‘Be prepared to suffer long’, she shouted to Robert, who thought Fiona wasn’t concentrating well when she shouted and rushed his right fist to her face. Not only did Fiona avoid contact between her face and his fist, she actually grabbed it at his wrist and immediately twisted it painfully, forcing Robert to the canvas.

‘Well well, it’s time to start having a little fun’, Fiona said, having won all her confidence back now that she knew she had an extremely painful lock on Robert. As cool as he had been before, as sad had his face become now. What on earth could he do about this? Every movement he tried to make led to another shot of excruciating pain throughout his arm. What a mistake. Robert was trying to think of how to undo that blunder. Should he ask Fiona? Best to just wait for her mistake. ‘I’m not so happy with your behaviour, Robert. It seems at the beach you were a different person than you are now’. Fiona put in a little extra emotion in her last word, putting Robert in misery effortlessly. Not only Robert seemed to fight for his life and burn a lot of calories, Fiona hardly dropped a sweat maintaining Robert with his face to the canvas.

When Robert realised he couldnot make any progress, it seemed he wanted to say something to Fiona, but before his second word she added pressure again. She couldn’t help releasing a smile seeing Robert struggle after such minor effort. Although ofcourse she knew exactly what he was going through. ‘You hardly spoke all day, so I think it’s not appropriate to start speaking now, don’t you think?’ ‘I’ll tell you when to speak’, Fiona added,

‘Since we have booked this place until midnight, I figured we might play a game or two … or more’, Fiona said softly with a sadistic smile. The first game I call: ‘Choose your agony’. Robert had no clue what Fiona was talking about. ‘This game goes as follows: I will suggest two holds to you and you need to pick one for me to apply on you. Not playing or not speaking will lead to a punishment in my current hold’. Fiona moved a little closer to Robert, holding her feet right in front of his face, but still easily maintaining her wrist lock. She quickly twisted it before relaxing it again. Robert shouted out from pain. ‘Just to let you know you have nothing to gain from not playing with me’, Fiona said. ‘Well now, here is your first choice: A classic armstretch allover my body or … Fionas special hammerlock and I want you to motivate your answer’.

The crowd went berserk. They had seen Fiona giving away shows before, but this was a demonstration of pure dominance. ‘He must have done something mean to her’, Rosita said to Tanya. Tanya just smiled. ‘Sssh, enjoy it, there’s more fun to come’.

Robert had no idea what to say and forgot about how long he had been thinking already. Fiona shook her head. ‘Robert Robert Robert’. Roberts face looked far from relaxed. He was thinking what to reply, but he couldn’t make a choice and tried to win some time. ‘Please could you AAAAA’. ‘That was as far as my patience went, Robert. I need you to make a choice and don’t you dare try and waste those precious minutes again. These people want to enjoy their day’.

‘The armstretch’, Robert shouted. Fiona immediately relaxed her hold a little bit. ‘Why? Is Fionas special hammerlock not good enough for you?’ ‘Well, if it’s your signature move, I figure I’m better of in the armstretch’. ‘Well, that makes sense, be ready!’

Fiona maintained her wristlock and moved Robert on his back. It was impossible for Robert to try and surprise Fiona as he was taken to his limits of pain with that arm, usually his strong right arm, the one he likes to hit with. ‘Please, my hand’, Robert said. ‘I never promised you to release that wrist, Robert boy, I’m maintaining that one, to keep things a little easier’, Fiona said. Robert felt his arm move over Fionas thong and his hand was now captured close to Fionas boobs, where it was still painfully twisted.

Robert did get a good look there. The fact that Fiona was now using both her arms on his arm almost started turning him on, even more because moving her arms towards her boobs, made her boobs come close to eachother, making them look even bigger than they already were. As soon as Fiona noticed Robert looking at her, she dropped back and pressed Roberts face to the canvas again with her thighs. It was the first time that Robert was actually tapping Fionas thighs. ‘Tapping is not going to help you, Robert, not in the next few hours’. ‘I’m still thinking about how and when I intend to end this little game of ours’.
‘Speaking of which, I (twists Roberts wrists once again) think it’s time for a second game’. Words to describe Fionas cruelty don’t exist. Spectators might think that she is in a playful mode, but the pains she put Robert in were horrific. At times he was almost crying, seeing not only his future in custody on an island but also severely injured by a female he had tried to cheat on. With sorrow he was thinking of the days before where he had lots of time to talk Fiona into some sences, he had seen her previous matches, that would have been fun. He was thinking about his big mistake, now almost an hour ago and ever since his right arm had been trapped to a point it could constantly snap. Robert was on the verge of going mad, screaming, he could hardly take anymore.

‘Name any number below 100’, Fiona said. ‘What, why?’, Robert said. ‘Well, this is your bonusquestion, if you name the number I’m thinking of, I will accept your submission and if you don’t have such luck, I will be happy to spice up our current hold and prepare our next game’. ‘Our, she really said that, our’, Robert was thinking. He looked at Fiona and realised she was about to force him again and shouted ’25!’

Fiona was shaking her head. ‘So sorry Robert!’ ‘Well now, at the moment both my legs are on top of your body. At the count of three I’m going to make you submit to me and you will tap to one of my legs. Be sure not to tap both, because each leg contains the code to a hold that I will apply to you next. One leg is your road to being in Fionas camel clutch, the other one will put you in a Boston crab’. ‘Are you ready and do you understand the rules?’

For a moment Robert was curious about what would happen if he would tap to both of Fionas thighs, but in a split second he figured it would probably anger Fiona. A split second was just enough as Fiona started to pull Roberts arm again. Within a split second he tapped Fionas left leg, the one close to his chin.

‘Interesting’, Fiona said not giving Robert a clue yet. Robert was both Physically and mentally broken. ‘C’mon, what’s it going to be’. He hardly felt his arm and figured anything would be better than that armlock. Besides, Robert didn’t know a lot about martial arts, but both holds Fiona mentioned might relax his wrist a little.

Fiona kept her wristlock as long as she thought was necessary to move to her next hold. And Robert had to move along with her. She forced Robert on his belly and moved his hand up to his neck, just to give her some time to sit on his back comfortably. Too bad, we are close to my special hammerlock now, but I have a really cool other one now’, Fiona said. She got more and more comfortable and in her current position she found some time to look at her fans. They admired her, clearly, but some of them also looked worried for Robert as he had been painfully humiliated now for about two hours. And most of that time that wrist had been locked. Also now Fiona had used it to make sure Robert would move the way she wanted. And as Fiona was still fit and hardly dropping a sweat, Robert was exhausted,

‘Okay, lets see’. Fiona finally released Roberts hand, only to grab both his arms and manoeuvre them over her legs. She took her time to make sure she had absolutely perfect angles to make it as uncomfortable as possible for her prey. On the big screens Robert noticed that Fiona was unknotting her hair. Finally it danced and fell all the way to right beneath her shoulders. She even went with her hands to her hair, to make it look properly as Robert was not only exhausted, but also imprisoned in that fresh hold. Fiona looked down on Robert, wondering if she would go for a choke or a grip. She felt inspiration for another game.

‘I have another game for you, Robert’. Robert was kicking his feet to the canvas. ‘I don’t want anymore games, please finish me off.’ Fiona looked surprised. ‘We’ll get to that part in a few hours, darling’, she answered. If I have been unclear before, please do speak up’.

As Robert was helplessly trying to move out of Fionas not even completed camel clutch, Fiona was preparing for her next game. ‘I’m giving you two options again, dear Robert and this time, there isn’t even a trick. I’m giving you a choice and you can just pick one, isn’t that fabulous?’ Robert was way beyond fabulous. ‘I’m really excited’, he said, NOT!’ Fiona couldn’t help laughing out loud. ‘You’re so funny’, she said. ‘Okay, here we go, there’s option A, I’m going to put my arm around your neck, you’ll be really stuck and it might cause you trouble to breathe’. Robert looked at the big screen and saw Fiona smiling, really enjoying her position. ‘And option B?’, Robert asked. ‘Ooo, I’m glad you asked, option B is that I grab your chin with both my hands and lift your head up. Needless to say this might tickle your back and your neck a little’.

Robert had no clue what to think of Fionas suggestions. For a while he wondered what would happen if he said nothing at all, but he remembered that the outcome would always be worse. Fiona now came close to Roberts ears. ‘Not that we are on a schedule or something, but I would like you to give me an A or a B within, saaaay, 30 seconds!’

Robert was trying to imagine both options being applied by Fiona. She was capable of dishing out serious pains, but he really feared his windpipe being closed with his arms being trapped. ‘Remember you cannot tapout Robert, the closest is that you touch my calves, but I will not accept that. However, if you manage to tap my thighs, then that will be it’. Robert was trying as hard as he could, but needed to focus on his options again. B!! Before he knew it he had screamed option B, just in time Robert had realised he wanted to breathe.

Fiona moved her lips to Roberts ears, Robert could actually see it on the big screen. Her boobs were touching his back. This one will last at least three minutes, are you ready? 1..’ Suddenly Robert felt his chin being pulled up forcefully and Fionas firm butt dug deep into Roberts back. Robert screamed his submission, slammed Fionas calves as hard as he could, but as he noticed the intensity with which she executed the camel clutch, he knew it was not up to him when she would stop. Robert had a view of Tanya and Rosita. They could stop Fiona. Robert tried to send a signal to Rosita, but she had no intention of interfering. After another two long minutes, Fiona suddenly dropped Roberts face.

‘A final one, honey’, Fiona said, ‘I want to go to sleep’. Robert was waiting in fear for her next words. So far she had never been talking aggressive but the outcome had always been agony. ‘A final game before I am going to make you submit to me intensively’, she said with a weary smile. ‘Okay, here we go, our next position will leave your face either pressed into my butt or into my pussy. Either one, your tongue is your saviour. Just hit me with it three times and there is your submission, finally.

For the first time Robert felt sort of relieved. Although his arms were still stuck and he was literally exhausted, there seemed to come an end to this horrific day. A day that could have been a whole lot different if it wasn’t for one blunder. Blunder? Just a slight error, actually. But what was to come and how long would it last? Fiona looked at the crowd. As she had secured Robert still safely, she got a really cool idea. ‘Does anyone have a coin for me?’ ‘Just throw it’. At least fifteen coins were thrown into the roofless cage and Fiona managed to grab one, keeping Robert under control. Hard to say if Robert would still try anything anyway, if he would get another chance, it seemed his will was broken.

‘Okay Robert, here we go, what’s it gonna be, heads or tales. Heads will make you submit to my front, tales will make you submit to my butt. ‘Please stop this, please’, Robert said. ‘We’re almost there darling’. Fiona threw the coin in the air and almost a second later it fell to the canvas, right in front of Roberts nose. ‘Oh no’, he sighed. Fiona was sighing too. ‘That was my favorit, I’m so curious how your tongue is going to tap out’!

Fiona grabbed Roberts most painful trapped arm once again and moved it into her first painful hold again. ‘I’m sorry honey, I need to prepare our next little game without you disturbing me’. Fiona forced Robert on his back and removed her thong. Roberts view got smaller and smaller, like the sun was going down. Fiona kept that painful lock on Roberts wrist making sure she would land her butt perfectly on Roberts face. Immediately she decreased pressure as she wanted Robert to fully concentrate on his airsupply, but for certainty she kept his wrist in her hand. Roberts fears became reality as he hardly had any access to air. Fiona now sat down full weight covering Roberts complete face. Now she only had to wait. Five seconds, ten seconds, then it started. She felt Roberts tongue. One, two, STRIKE!

Fiona stood up and the crowd was cheering. What an evening, what a show. She flexed her muscles, smiled at Tanya who smiled back relieved. Robert tried to stand up but immediately fell again. Fiona noticed. Had she been uncommonly rude for the past six hours, now was the time to help Robert up. She grabbed his arm and got him back on his feet. ‘C’mon, I’ll make you a drink and a nice midnight barbecue at sea, you’ve earned it!’ It was the only way Fiona could think of, to get Robert into her team.
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Anyone with kidnapping session experience out there? I just started to think about that as I realised some offer these type of session. I am in the UK , do you think it is worth it? Could they look a bit real?
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