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Mixed Wrestling VirginMixed Wrestling VirginThree years ago I met an American professional wrestler. Normally you book a session, but now it was for a video recordingg. I should wrestle her for half an hour, because 3 man were invited for 3 video’s..But the other 2 did not show up, so I had to do it al alone, no problem I thought..I met her..she was nice dressed, we shook hands, introduced ourselves. She had a frienly was, but she was a lot smaller than me… When I told her that, her friendly eyes changed..wow , those eyes became surprised angry, mmmm. Nothing to worrry I thought, she is small, not to much weight, a woman…And had the idea the movie would be a fake thing..Just let her win, smile and go home..So we went to a hotel room, a man was installating ligt and recording stuff, seemed professional to me..She said “I am going to change my clothes, you can undress yourself, but keep your boxershirt on..So I did…When she returned from bathroom, she looked very sexy, but wow..what a muscles !!!Still no problem, she still is small, I thought..We moved both to the 2 persons bed, and we sitted down in front of each other..”Show me what you have got” , she said. So I placed my hands on her sholders and throw her down on the bad. I was now on top of her, she could not move …I smiled and said: I will not make it very difficult for you”..She was smiling, slowly she pulled her arms above…”Come on, that’s bursa escort all you’ve got” I said and smiled…I let loose of her hands, still on top of her. From out of nothing, she throwed me out of the bed with a force I had never experencied…on the wooden floor I was now lying with her on top of me and with one arm she was struggling my neck till I could not breathe anymore.. “Whats this, I thought, this is no fake movie”..’My hed became like a tomato, that red…This is the end of my life, I thought, slowly it became black for my eyes..Then she stopped. Fortunalety, but I was shocked..”Never mention that I am small”, she said, “Now I have to get you punishment”… Oh, if this was the beginning of punushment, what was waiting for me then ?. “Your paffatic, weak, what the hell I should do with you ? “You will surrender with all of your mind, and see what a wrestlig goddes can do with you…””, she said and throwed me back on the bed. She now had my head between her leg and squeezed me, over and over again..I felt all the power in me was gone.. She smiled and catched my neck with oone hand and squeezed very hard. I could not breath anymore…Just on time she stopped, and said “You belong to me now, admit that you are weak and you give your soul to me…. I loked at her with fear, but surrender myself to her never… That’s what I told her. Stupid me, she was playing with me like a cat with a mouse. She bursa escort bayan stopped untill i was completely out of moving..in complete shock..”Stop”the cameraman said “This is perfect..” Ok, fine with me… After 10 minutes i could move a little, and took a drink from a glass with water..”Ï am gone change my suite she said, back in a minute..”. Ok, if she was not close to me, it was good..She came back in a sexy outfit, a badsuite with the American flag printed on it. She did a bit of moves. I looked at her body, never had seen a woman with such mucsles of steel..”We still have enough time” , the cameraman said, “Can we do another session?”. I loked at him and asked “Are you crazy ?”. I looked at her, she was smiling. “You did not say I am your goddes, I want you to say that…”. I was smling back. Some people learn from their mistakes, but not me.. “Never”, I said, “You are stronger, but I will never admit that my body will belong to you ..”.I did not have time to thing about those words because before I knew had, I was lying on the ground and this time she was angry, mad, like an a****l. The following minutes felt I was in hell, she showed her power to me. Again I was thinking of my life was ending now… Totally out of breah, pain and regretfull..”Stop”, The cameraman said, “Perfect…”. Mm.if this was the definition of percet, but ok, I survived..After taking along break, talking a little, escort bursa we still had some time left..Ï want you to touch my perfect body, we can record that on take 3″ she said, “Will you do that or me “? “That’s ok , I thought, as long as you let me live”” So i touched her on my knees, felt her perfect trained body. There must be many hours of training with weights for getting a body like that..She was smiling and said “You belong to me now, weak person”.. Most persons learn from their mistakes, but not me..I was smiling and said ; “Never in your whole live I will say that I belong to you”..You can imagine what was following after that..I am happy that I can still tell this story, she let me live..I was not smiling with my mouth any more, but although my body felt I was crashed by a truck, I was still smiling inside my head because she forgot to let me say the words that I belonged to her..After one week full of pain I slowly recovered.Then a couple of years went by. I was working, had a relation of 2 years, moved to another house.But I got ill, very ill, stomache cancer…But was it good or bad cancer ? The doctor told me it was the good one, it was moved, I was clean, healthy..This time i was feeling that got a second change , felt I was born again. Improved my condition by swimming, cycling, was eating better foor, smoked not more that number of sigarettes, now almost stopped completely.But I was still thinking of her…I wrote her on mail ; “”Next time your body will belong to me”..Do not know if that was a wise thing..Some people learn from their mistakes, but not me…If there is no part 2. of this story, you will know the end..

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