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Old 26-Apr-15, 08:06
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It felt good to be in a singlet again. Though the bleachers weren't entirely filled, the din of the crowd and the scent of drying sweat were familiar to Sonya, who bounced lightly on the balls of her feet. Her heart raced, as she searched the gym for her opponent.

National American Intergender Lockup, or N.A.I.L., was a dream come true for an old High School wrestler. After spending years off the mat, she'd grown into her body more, but she was eager to get on the mat and recapture the thrill of competition again. Sonya's well-endowed body filled out her newly purchased red singlet. Her raven-black ponytail was tied up beneath her headgear. She stuffed in her mouthpiece, working it with her teeth. She was surely a sight to behold, her curved hips and large breasts streamlined and accented by her wrestling gear.

"Careful, Sonny," Jim, a teammate, touched her shoulder. "This guy isn't-"

"Jim, I got it." Sonya interrupted her teammate's warning. She couldn't hear the rest as she trotted onto the floor. Her opponent moved to the center to face her adversary. She looked him over, sizing him up. He wasn’t much to write home about. Skinny arms with a bit of muscle definition. A gaunt face and brown eyes, with black sideburns crawling from under his headgear. His upper lip bulged, his mouthpiece a bit too large for his mouth. He’d apparently slimmed down quite a bit to make weight, but he wore his singlet proudly, with nothing underneath.

He was clearly looking her over. A smile crawled across his face, tinged with worry. Sonya had seen this face before. He was worried to lose to a girl. Didn’t men ever grow up? He was in his early twenties, same as Sonya. He ought to be over this macho bullshit, being afraid of losing face for getting beat by a girl.

The whistle blew, and Sonya paced. She took a step back, and moved in to shoot. Her opponent went in lower, grasping the backs of her thighs. Sonya tried to base herself, intending to come out on top of the clash.

Whump. Sonya, to her surprise, found her legs pulled out from under her. She was instantly on her butt, with her opponent pushing into her stomach, shoving her back and across the floor. He paused, a puzzled look on his face, before Sonya turned over to avoid being knocked onto her back. She tried to crawl out from under him, but he wrapped an arm around her waist, and dragged her in, her kicking and pushing doing little to create distance. What gives? Why can’t I- Before she could process her thought, her arms were firmly pressed behind her back, as he wrapped an arm around both of them, her elbows touching together and her body locked up, her legs anemically kicking.

She quickly realized that brute force was getting her nowhere. She bucked and struggled, but her opponent simply loomed over her, picking at and dragging her around as he tried to pin her shoulders. She looked up, searching for a way out as he paused, keeping her trapped there.

When she finally managed to look at his face, she noticed he was smiling, a predatory look on his face. She was overmatched. Despite being in the same weight class, he was far stronger than her, and could move her as he wanted with ease. She’d come into the ring without doing any weight training, and she hadn’t practiced for at least three years. She was totally helpless.

And he intended to enjoy every second of it.

He mounted her from behind, pressing against her and hooking her legs. Unable to move, she thrashed and wiggled to no avail. With one arm hooking her elbows together, his free hand worked against her stomach, until he squeezed it between her waist and the floor. He managed to pull her behind against his crotch in a few seconds.

“Fuck,” Sonya grunted through her mouthpiece, humiliated by the position. Her cheek on the mat, and her ass up, she was being grinded on. Her opponent worked his hips almost imperceptibly, but his erection was clearly felt. He worked it between her soft, shapely glutes, then moved his hand up. He worked a hand onto her chest, tilting her so he could squeeze her left breast as he pushed his erection onto and between her butt cheeks.

This wasn't a match, it was base molestation. Sonya moved and struggled, but he kept massaging her breasts and moving his hips for what felt like an eternity. She heard him snickering, likely unable to believe his luck for scoring an opponent he could actually enjoy.

The whistle blew. Despite her horror at the situation, Sonya instinctively attempted to get up. However, her opponent remained on top of her for a moment. She squirmed and tried to get her feet under her, but she was pressed too hard against the floor by his weight to move. His grip didn’t budge for a few seconds, until he finally, almost hesitantly let go. She scrambled to her feet the moment he allowed her up, moving to her corner.

“The hell, Sonya? Get your head in the game.” One of her teammates gave her a few rough words of encouragement, but the words went in one ear and out the other. Sonya’s opponent leered at her from across the mat, a smile on his face, and more importantly, an erection in his singlet.

Sonya desperately wanted to tell anyone what had just happened, but she couldn’t bring herself to abandon her pride as a wrestler. If she gave up here, during her first match, how could she possibly get back into this sport?

She stepped back into the ring, resolving to change her strategy and win this thing.
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Tell me what you think, and if this drums up some interest, I'll put together the second chapter when I have the time.
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Would love to read more. Please continue.
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Old 27-Apr-15, 12:45
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Love it!!! Please write more!!!
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Old 27-Apr-15, 19:08
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Crouched on her hands and knees, Sonya waited for her opponent to lock up and get ready. Her heart pounded beneath her ample chest, so loudly that it thundered in her ears. The murmur of the crowd was inaudible to her as she felt the sudden heat of her opponent’s body hovering over her.

His hand rested on her bicep, just above the elbow. His other arm wrapped around her stomach, as they prepared to continue. Sonya breathed a long, labored breath, but she just couldn’t get in the zone.

Her apprehension was made worse when he drew closer. In the seconds before the whistle blew, the hand underneath her stomach wandered, until it came between her legs, giving her womanhood a firm, but discreet rub. The tense body loosened and jumped, her guard broken.

Unfortunately, that’s when the whistle blew. Already overmatched in terms of strength, she was also caught offguard. Sonya was forced onto the floor again, face down and ass up. Her arms were quickly and easily collected and pinned behind her back. This time, however, he didn’t lay down on her after rendering her helpless. He kept her down and used his knee to spread her legs.

His free hand gave the insides of her thighs a quick squeeze. She kept her lips pursed tightly with horror as he ran his hand from her vagina to the small of her back, his hand moving between her butt-cheeks. He put his full weight on her, flattening her out and rolling onto his side, keeping her pinned up against him.

Sonya looked around frantically for the referee. Surely he had seen the excessive contact. He was nowhere in sight, and she could hear him walking behind the two of them. Her crafty, sadistic opponent had positioned himself so the ref couldn’t see his hands wander.

Her panicked thoughts were silenced with a cold chill when she felt his lips on her skin. He held her still and kissed her from her shoulder to the corner of her jaw, licking and biting her neck, savoring the taste of sweat. His free hand squeezed her chest, pinching her nipple. Trapped on the mat, she could only wonder what was next as he stalled, groping her in the center of the ring. Her chances of victory were nil. She could only attempt to escape the match with some semblance of dignity.

(Sorry for the short chapter. I've got other things going on! Hopefully it'll captivate y'all while I work on part 2 of the second round. Cheers!)
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(When we last left off, Sonya stepped into the ring with her opponent, and got way more than she bargained for. What'll happen next? Find out.

Quick reminder, this is a maledom fiction, and all characters are over the age of 18.)

Sonya could only stare at the far wall of the gym while her opponent kept her pinned. She'd been controlled back in her high school days of wrestling. It was sometimes inevitable to face an opponent who was stronger, especially during senior year. This, however, was distinctly different; her opponent was molesting her.

His erection insistently prodded her backside as he kept her pulled up against him. She arched her back and tried to stand, but he kept her pinned on her side, one of his hands hooking and pinning her wrists behind her back. She tried to pull herself free, but his grip, painfully firm, kept her arms trapped. His other arm was at play, stroking up and down her body.

He slid his hand up and onto her chest; he'd been playing with her chest for a minute now, fondling and cupping her breasts over her singlet. He even had the audacity to hook his finger into her cleavage. She grit her teeth as he gave her nipple a painful, lengthy pinch. She thrashed, but was still as helpless as the moment he trapped her here.

Suddenly, she felt him shift, changing posture and pulling her back. She sighed with relief in spite of the humiliation; he was rolling her over, likely to pin her and end the match. He hooked one of her legs to keep her from standing, and wrapped one of his arms around hers to keep her from fighting back or pushing him off. His modus opperendi seemed to be pinning her arms behind her back from the start; a technique she'd learned a defense against, but wasn't strong enough to apply.

Demoralized and intimidated, she let him mold her for a moment, before realizing something was off. He wasn't pinning her shoulders. He had her on her back, but her shoulders were off the floor. This wasn't a move to pin her; he wanted her face up so he could toy with her more. Sonya groaned, arching her back and trying to pull away. With two arms and a leg pinned, all she could do was try to push away. She gained a tiny bit of distance, but he simply closed it, pulling her back. He'd kept her on the center of the mat for the entire round, and didn't intend to let her go now.

He gave Sonya a nasty smile. He knows he has me, she thought, enraged but helpless. He looked her in the eye, then looked up and down her body. Her large breasts heaved, light sweat rolling down her cleavage. Her arched back didn't exactly make her look modest. Her wide hips were trapped underneath him. Her singlet's legs were rolled up to her shapely thighs. He wanted her, and had her; so long as she was on the mat, he could toy with her all day.

She looked away as he gave her breast a quick honk with his hand, as he leaned down, grabbing her face and turning it towards him. Sonya, realizing what he was about to do, managed a quick, sharp "no" before he kissed her.

At first, his lips were closed. He arched her back and kissed her with his back to the referee, preventing the lazy official from seeing the blatant offense against the rules and to Sonya's boundaries. His tongue licked against her clenched teeth and mouth-piece. Sonya kept her mouth shut, struggling as he held her still. He gave her side a quick pinch, and she opened her teeth to yelp, his tongue invading her mouth. He hooked his tongue under her mouth piece and snatched it from her mouth, pulling back and spitting her stolen mouth guard out to the side. He lowered for another kiss, licking her lips, then frenching her again.

Sonya never dreamed a match could go this badly; being groped, ridden, and now french kissed by a stronger opponent, a sturdy manhood pressed against her thigh as she struggled in vain. However, she held onto her pride as a wrestler, refusing to submit or report his improper conduct. She resolved to either lose with what little dignity she had left, or find some way to win. Winning, unfortunately, seemed like an impossible goal, at the moment.
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Old 25-Nov-15, 23:55
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Ahh!! I love this much. It's awesome
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