Teen Tussle.
by The " T.K.O Kidd " desio@adelphia.net
A boy in his last year of school wrestles his girlfriend who is still yet a freshman...


Teen Tussle.

Brad was about to graduate from Clairmont High, with him being in his last
school year at Clairmont, a highschool known to be the best in the state for
its wrestling talents. Since Clairmont's first girl entered the wrestling team
not so long ago being two years back, who had now staffed their team with a
few more girls that are now excelling in their abilities as wrestlers, proving
themselfs to be capable of competing against the best of the boys. Brad's
girlfriend Vikki was one of those girls, being one that was on the verge of
becoming a middleweight starter on the Clairmont wrestling team. Whatever was
taking place in the city of Clairmont with producing the best in young male
wrestlers, was being taken up now by the young athetic female adolescents. You
would almost believe with the strength, and wrestling skill that these young
teen females possessed that they were going to completely take over the boys
team, making it an all female wrestling team. Three girls were already
starting wrestlers, with Vikki soon to become the fourth.

Vikki though was growing up with four brothers who were all star state
wrestlers, and who had acheived wrestling titles during their high school
years, now with three who were in college making a name for themselfs as
promising wrestlers. Vikki's other brother somewhat fell out of the way of
pursuing his athletic abilities, and tended to accompany himself with the
wrong crowd, forgetting what he was so good at behind. But it was Joel that
had taught Vikki the skill of applying painful submission holds, such as the
triangle armbar, and other holds such as a fullnelson applied by the legs,
along with a variety of different forms of scissorings. Vikki had a couple of
favorites that Joel had taught her, with one of them being the fullnelson
leghold, and another that she favored was a position that when she would have
her opponent facing down on their stomach, she would then position her legs
towards their head while lying on their backs with her head near their feet,
then Vikki would place her lower legs beneath her opponents chin, locking them
together at her ankles. The hold was most painful, with the process of
tightening her calves about her foes neck, and raising her legs, she would
thus begin to raise their head, creating a punishing pain surging throughout
her hapless victims neck, and traps. Vikki knew how to administer this
paticular submission hold well, and would know how to keep her unhappy victim
in it without causing any physical damage, only to prolong his, or her's
agony, whomever she would be applying this hold too, preferrably guys.

This though wasn't the only hold that Vikki would use to torture opponents in
but also would use others that would keep a victim in for a prolonged state of
pain. But Vikki knew when making the team, that she was soon about to do, knew
that such holds couldn't be used during a wrestling meet, but still considered
herself capable of beating the strongest of boys in Clairmont with just her
basic talents, and having done so numerous times proving herself that she
would be a wise choice to the coach in his decision, in allowing her to start
on Clairmont's wrestling team.

Vikki even though she was still just a freshman at Clairmont, was a girl who
took her physical heatlh seriously. Vikki's young desirable physique, was a
strong one, with her being five foot six, and a half, and weighing just a bit
below one hundred, and forty pounds, she acheived a well defined figure over
her young years of working out. Vikki's body was hard, and solid, being
defined with muscle, yet possessed that appealling female softness. Vikki had
a cuteness about her that caught Brad's attention when the school year had
first started, with Vikki entering Clairmont in her first year there. Vikki
had that cute little girl face, bright brown eyes, and auburn hair, and a set
of full pouting lips, that Brad considered was only made for kissing. Brad
also took in Vikki's cute little nose. Now how many guys notices noses, but
Brad did, but the way Vikki would give her girlish little facial expressions
when desiring a thing from Brad, and finding it a hard time getting it from
him, she would widen her eyes some, while pursing her lips in a pout, and turn
her nose up in somewhat of a cute little wrinking mannor to acheive her
desired goal with him. Well it worked every time for Vikki, as Brad found her
irresitable.

Yes Vikki was a cute one, possessing a strong young yet a soft desirable body,
in her uppertorso, and the lower portion her frame. Brad cherished those
moments alone with Vikki in his car during their times of making out, and felt
himself go into a state of bliss when he would hold to Vikki during their
necking, and feeling the softness of her plush small breasts beneath her
blouse pressing softly into his chest, and feeling a firsthand experience of
her young female strength as she would pull him tightly closer to herself
passionately.

Brad though didn't favor Vikki's pursuit in wrestling, and felt that a combat
sport such as wrestling was no place for a girl, let alone a guy. Brad was no
wrestler, but was a strong lad, but yet without any skill whatsoever in the
area of grappling.

So with Brad already making his feelings known towards Vikki in this area, he
felt he would express himself more clearly to her early one evening with the
two of them being alone at his home while his parents were away for the night,
with Brad tutoring Vikki some in an early course of Algebra.

Vikki struggled hard with the problem set before her, that was on her notebook
paper straining to work the math text out. Vikki then looked up to Brad as if
she wanted him to solve the problem for her, but Brad returned to her as he
tapped his pen upon the coffee table, and saying, " Look Vikki, if you ever
plan on attending college you're going to have to fend these problems on your
own... " Vikki then thought she would try her pouting girlish look on Brad
once more, but this time it failed, with Brad saying to her, " No Vikki, now
stop it, I know you can do this. " Vikki's best subject was not math, and now
for the first time she wasn't getting her way with Brad, and her temper over
the Algebra question was beginning to disgust her, and with her now wanting to
just drop her studies. Vikki then spoke up saying to Brad while trying to be
pleasent in her mannor towards him, " Heh why don't we go out for a soda ?
It's still early. " " And what forget your studies, Vikki ? " Brad returned
quickly. Vikki though was determined to get her way with Brad this time, with
him now refusing to worked any mathmatical problem out for her, and wanting
just to discontinue any further homework, she answered Brad saying, " And yes,
leaving this difficulty here alone on the coffee table! " Brad now was growing
a little irratated with Vikki, and really wanted to see her put her mind into
her work, and said to Vikki, " I really think you should at least work this
one completely out, before we go anywhere, girl! "

Vikki fumed at first, then gave her opened notebook another glance, now
crossing her eyes at the Algebra written on it, and brought them up quickly
giving Brad a glance of sexual alluring. Brad knew Vikki's intentions, but
still remained firm in seeing Vikki see this problem through first, and said
to her, " Now stop it Vikki, and just work it out! " Vikki then suddenly said
in a tone of confindence, " Brad don't you tell me what to do ! But I have a
great idea, since your now angering me, why don't you wrestle me, and make me
finish this problem! Better yet if you beat me wrestling, I'll finish it, but
if I beat you, we go and have a malt together, and drop this study, along with
our arguing. What do ya say, think you have what it takes to beat a girl, boy
!?! " Brad then grew red with some anger, but more so that he was now being
challenged by Vikki to a wrestling match, and returning to answer her he said,
" And that's another thing, you really know how I feel about wrestling, and
you should just drop the whole idea of being on a wrestling team, it's not a
sport for girls, and for any guy for that matter, it's just not right for
people to combat against each other! " Vikki then giggled but her anger was
still somewhat present in her yet, and in returning to Brad she said, "
Ahhh... Bradley are you scared that I will hurt you? Come Brad don't be such a
wimp, and wrestle me. I promise not rough you up to much,, teehee.. hee...
teehee... " Brad then spoke up hotter than before saying, " Yeah right, your
going to rough me up, please Vikki, you wouldn't stand a chance. Even though
I'm not a wrestler, I'm a guy, and your no more than a girl! I just don't want
to hurt you. "

Vikki laughed heartily at hearing Brad's excuse, and said to him, " Yeah
whatever Brad, you hurting me just won't be happening, because I believe even
though your a guy, your nothing but a big sissy to afraid to wrestle a girl,
who will definately kick you ass in a wrestling match.. Sheessh.. what a wimp!
"

Brad felt ashamed of himself again, realizing he was backing down from Vikki's
challenge, and raised his eyes to Vikki, and said with a blushing face, " OK
Vikki, I'll wrestle you, but on these conditions, when I beat you, you finish
this Algebra, and give up the whole idea of wrestling on a boys team, but if
you don't want to take that bet, then I'll just take you home... " Vikki was
infuriated within' herself towards Brad with the stipulations he was making,
but saw this as an opportunity to take Brad, and to punish his body for making
such a call on her, so in returning to Brad she said, " Your on baby boy, but
when I have your in tears begging for mercy, and beating you to a crying pulp,
you will finish my entire algebra page, and take me out for a malt,, teehee..
teehee.. heehee... That's if your able to you little pussy! "

Even though Vikki was giggling some, her intentions on bringing pain to Brad's
body was more serious than him believing she couldn't do it.

Brad agreed to Vikki's terms that she had set on their bet, and was really
hoping within' himself that he could convince Vikki this way, beating her, and
having her give up wrestling all together, once, and for all.

" OK, where do we start, Vikki, " Brad asked. Vikki answered Brad by telling
him, " Well sissy boy, if your strong enough, you start by removing this
coffee table, then I start by kicking your wimpy little ass all about the
livingroom! " Brad bounced up from the sofa angrier then ever, with Vikki only
smiling in return at him, as he took her notebook, and Algebra book from the
table, placing it on the TV at the other side of the room. Then Brad returned
quickly to retrieve the coffee table to take it into a small hallway off of
the livingroom. Brad had cleared the coffee table from the room with it now
just containing a recliner, and a padded chair, leaving a wide opened space in
the center of the room, enough room for a tussling to take place.

" Hmmm... this appears to be enough area for me to give you a thrashing in...
" Vikki said to Brad as she arose from the sofa. Brad only returned to Vikki
smiling some, with yet a little nervousness growing in him. Brad knew well
that he was no wrestler, and didn't really know that Vikki was quite the
wrestler herself, and thought to himself he still had a chance of beating her
even though he had seen the strong structure of Vicki's body. Brad believed
because he was a guy, and even though he had no skill in wrestling believed
that he could take Vikki, and all because she was just a girl, besides what
can a girl do? Well Brad was about to find out, and find out hard!

Vikki then instructed Brad to take the center of the livingroom to face off
with her, with Brad doing so after dismissing his shirt, and shoes. Vikki now
who was in a pair of light brown khaki style shorts, that were high on her
hips revealing her strong muscular thighs, and wearing a moss green coloured
tanktop clinging to her well chisled out upper body, she looked at Brad, and
seeing that he was a couple of inches taller than her, but was well on the
thin, and lanky side, having no muscle on his frame whatsoever, she giggled,
and said to him while making it known to him that she was checking out his
tall frail appearance, " Gee... teehee.. heehee... Bradley, I just don't see
such a skinny little boy like you beating me, but since you want to be so
bullheaded, I guess whatever happens now, you have coming too you! "

The taunting was over, and Brad, and Vikki advanced on each other, then when
meeting Brad, he tried to tie Vikki up, but he found himself quickly being
taken into a side headlock by his girlfriend. Brad's head was now trapped, and
locked tight into Vikki's arm, and the side of her body, and Brad started to
feel the pain in his back grow, as he was now bent over, with Vikki beginning
to pump her arm, causing her bicep that was pressed against his neck to
harden, and swell in size, with her working that arm with her other hand
grasping her wrist. Brad groaned in some pain, trying to work himself free
from Vikki's clutches, but Vikki was just to strong, as she continued to
throttle Brad's neck in the hold, with her bicep growing even harder, and
pressing deeper into Brad's neck with strong force. " Oooaahhhggg... " Brad
moaned in some agony that was so soon administered to him, and felt himself
grow weak as Vikki worked his head, and neck in her vicelike grip. Vikki then
desiring to prove just how weak he was, started to pace him about the living
room while having him in the neck wrenching side headlock, causing him even
more pain, and discomfort. " AAaarrhhhggg... "

Vikki then began taunting Brad, and said to him mocking, " Come on Bradley,
lets see the weak skinny boy break free... Your a guy, and no girl can beat a
guy, right ? Well Brad break free you little wuss, if you can! " Brad was
growing frustrated now, and struggled hard against Vikki's hold on him, but as
hard as Brad tried he found it futille to find freedom from Vikki's grasp.
Vikki then spoke again after tormenting Brad in the hold by easily keeping him
within' it, and said to him, " Just as I thought, your too much of a little
weakling, your not even a workout, let alone a formidable opponent to even
wrestle against me! " Brad then let his anger slip as he spoke through
clenching teeth, and for the first time ever speaking an abusive word towards
Vikki, he hissed out the word calling her a bitch.

Suddenly Brad found his body being pulled over Vikki's hip, and thrusted hard
to the floor with Vikki taking him down with a headlock. Brad's body hit the
floor with a loud thud, with Vikki landing somwhat on him, and still having
him in the hold. " IIIiiieeeaaahhhgggGGG !!! " Brad cried outloud, when
hitting the floor, and began to cry even louder as Vikki began wrenching away
at his neck, throttling her bicep against it, and her forearm beneath his
chin, bringing his head up from the floor some. Brad then with space to
breathe, and speak, said to Vikki now in tears, " Pleaseee.. Vikki
pleaseeeeee... stop your hurting meee.. I'm sorry... " Vikki though wasn't
listening at the moment, and burnt Brad's neck with more pressure of her ever
growing bicep that was now hardening like a force of solid steel. Brad's
discomfort as he laid somewhat on his side, and stomach with Vikki pouring on
the torture, cried as well as he could, trying desperately to plead for mercy,
but his speech was barely understood with it being difficult to articulate
understandable phrases.

Brad had no real strength to even go up against Vikki in the first place, but
with him being taken in such a short time by Vikki's wrestling skill, and
strength, he was growing even weaker, and was finding less, and less
opportunity to find freedom. Vikki then spoke to Brad saying, and allowing him
some mercy as she released some pressure about his neck, " Don't you ever call
me a bitch again boy! Or else I just may break your scrawny little neck for
you, you WIMP! " Brad's tears rolled from his eyes in streams down his cheeks,
and he only waited for Vikki to allow him freedom, as he knew that he wasn't
going to find it himself, then freedom granted her wish, when Vikki released
him from the devastating hold she had him in, but that little mercy only gave
her presence for a short time.

Brad laid upon his stomach sobbing heavily in pain, but was about to
experience even more as Vikki then took a seat on him, near his butt. Brad was
to far worn out to prevent what was coming next, and found his neck within' a
scissors as Vikki placed her lower legs under his chin, and locking them at
her ankles, while propping herself against the floor with her arms, and hands
against the carpet giving herself support to either side of herself. Brad
cried as he felt Vikki's calves tighten like a punishing vice about either
side of his neck, and in more tears groaned out more misery as Vikki began to
elevate his head from the floor having him in a calve scissoring situation. "
Oooo... aaahhhggg... " Brad groaned, and gasped struggling for oxygen as he
found the precious substance making itself scarce to his breathing, and began
choking as his face reddened with the deprivation from the desired element
known as air. Vikki though controlled Brad's breathing, and would allowed him
from time to time take some oxygen in, keeping him from passing out, and
punishing him even further. Vikki spoke again this time laying down her rules
to him saying, " Brad if you want to continue seeing me, you will do as your
told, and if I choose that study time is over then it's over, with you not
questioning me, in fact if I tell you that you can take a shit, your going to
ask me what colour ? Oh yes Brad it's true! " In Brad's mind he was very much
in agreement with Vikki, but in his ego, he was still stubborn, and when Vikki
finally released him from his torment of her torturing him, she allowed his to
cry out his tears, letting him lie on the floor clutching his throat, and
gasping in air at a desperate pace.

Vikki then said to Brad telling him, " When your done crying you little baby,
I want you to finish my homework! " Brad was about to welch on his bet, and
his better senses left him, when he blurted out through tears telling Vikki
that she could go to hell. Oh for the love of pain, Brad must of been a
glutton for it, as he found Vikki on his back again in a flash, with Vikki
taking her legs beneath his arms, and behind his head now taking him in a
fullnelson headlock. Brad only ate carpet with his face being smashed into it
with the force, and weght of Vikki's strong legs pressing down against his
head, and neck. Brad could barely cry out his anguish, but did in fact feel
every bit of the horrible pain shooting throughout his head, and neck, like a
surge of voltage, and laid painfully motionless against Vikki's fury upon him.
Then, Vikki turned up the heat by laying herself back while Brad was still in
the fullneslon leglock, with Vikki stretching her arms out above her head upon
the floor. After Vikki found her lying position outstretched over Brad's
lowerbody, and still having him locked in the fullnelson that she was applying
on him using her legs alone, Vikki began to slowly force up on his head with
her legs that were under his armpits elevating his head from off of the floor,
with Brad now screaming out in a high pitch, crying for mercy.

Brad felt that about any second now that Vikki was going to break his neck,
and fear overwhelmed him as the pain in his neck, and head grew at its highest
intensity leaving Brad in a state of severe anguish. In tears, and with a
shakiness in the tone of his crying voice he whined loudly " V.. VI... VIKKI
P.. PL..PLEASEEEEEEEEE... S.. ST... STOP !!!!!! " Vikki did stop, only after
hearing Brad cry even louder in pain, " PLEASEEEEEEE VIKKIIIIII...
pleaseeeeeeeeeeee !!!!!!!!! AAAHHHGGGGGGGGG !!!!!!!!!!!! "

Brad's body shook violently in pain after Vikki released him from the
excruciating painful hold that she just had him in, and his body twitched with
frequencing as he was recovering slowly from his racked up punishiment that
Vikki had poured into his physical structure, leaving him with a new attitude
towards her, helping him to see the light of her reasoning.

Brad would only obey Vikki from that point on, and had never questioned her,
or had given her advice of any type, or dared raise his tone of voice against
her, but was even in approval of her being on the wrestling team at Clairmont.

It was pretty much known among Brad's friends, as well as Vikki's friends just
who was in charge of their relationship between each other. Seeing Brad, and
Vikki together after that wrestling match between them, it could be seen that
Brad at most times when with Vikki, appeared to be within' her dominate
control. Brad's own body gestures around Vikki was enough to show that fear
shook his heart, and suggested that he was very afraid of her, knowing full
well that Vikki would send him through a world of hurt if he ever crossed her,
and he dared not to be taken to that level of suffering ever again!

Brad was a changed boyfriend!

The end.

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