SECW - SouthEast Championship Wrestling

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Madison Jones:
My next match in the SECW as apart of the Beat the Blues Tour is with Maui Kid over in Meridian Mississippi. The City if pretty big, but in particular I'm looking forward to spending most of the day at Bonita Lakes Park. Aside from it finally being warm enough here in the south to finally do a little outdoor swimming, the place also offers horseback riding, something completely new to me. Once the evening comes, I catch a power nap and meal before head to the arena. I'm sitting around backstage fresh from a shower naked when he happens to come into the locker room.

When he comes in I offer a friend waves then start looking for my trunks and boots in my locker. I knew the guy was young and small, and seeing him really reinforces that, so I really wonder how this will play out. I've been wrestling for around 10 years, since I was 18, and practicing ever since I was 16, Maui here is only 18 years old. Still, I've been warned not to take him lightly though, so I plan to give him everything I have hoping to rack up another win.

Maui Kid:
I arrive in the Deep South after a long flight from my home in Maui. Really anxious for my first match in my friend Starfox’s new fed. I check into my hotel and relax for a bit. Grab a bite to eat. Pack my bag with my gear and catch an Uber to the arena. I walk in and am directed to the backstage area. I enter and see a much bigger stud sitting on the bench. A bit shocked as he is naked and wow big and muscular too. He waved and I wave back. “ Aloha man. I’m the Maui Kid. My name is Tua. Are you Madison Jones ?” I start to take off my clothes to change as I wait for your reply. I pull out my red and blue floral print speedos and strip down naked and slide them on.

Madison Jones:
"Yep, Madison here, nice to meet you Tua." I'm in the process of slipping my trunks on and adjusting my bulge when we hear the sounds of the last match wrapping up, the stage hand waving at me telling me to get ready. I start to quickly lace up my boots. "Let's have fun out there, simple submission match out there, ok Tua?" I smile as I rise up and head to the door.

Maui Kid:
“Nice to meet Madison “ watching as you slide on your trunks and adjust your bulge can’t help but get aroused a little and adjust my speedo trying to hide it. Thinking this will be a challenge for sure not only is he bigger, more muscular but also older and much more experience. I know I’ll have to use my speed and high flying ability effectively to pull this off. Hear the match wrapping up. “ yeah. A submission pro match is great with me Madison. Let’s give the guys a good match “

Madison Jones:
Stage hand comes up letting me know it's time, and so I head to the entrance right as my theme music hits.

Announcer: "The First competitor, standing 5'10 and weighing in at 198 lbs, making his debut in SECW, Madison Jones!" A English cover of the song Alumina begins playing over the com system.

Madison’s Entrance

Madison Jones:
I make my way down, a spotlight following me. Crowd cheers as I'm currently undefeated in this league. I hop around, slapping hands as I get to the ring, and finally slide in under the ropes. Hop up to my feet, I throw some punches and kicks getting ready for Maui Kid to come out. Eventually I sink into my corner as my music fades, and then turn my attention to the backstage entrance.

Announcer:
Coming to the ring at 5’5 125 from Maui it’s the Maui Kid.

Maui Kid:
I run down the aisle in my floral print speedos barefoot as the Belle Stars “Iko Iko” plays. Jump over the top rope and do a series of flips to try to hype up the crowd and show off my agility. Climb to the top rope raising my arms to the fans trying to get them to cheer. Climb down and stand in my corner. Looking over at you. My adrenaline is flowing. Waiting for the bell.

Madison Jones:
The ref calls us together and starts going over the rules, usual stuff we know about. As he is talking, I hold out my hand for a handshake, the crowd looking on to see how you react to it.

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Maui Kid:
Listen to the ref as he goes over the rules. I nod in agreement. You extend your hand to shake. I am hesitant but I’m a good sport so I extend my hand and shake yours. “Good luck, stud.“ hoping you don’t try anything

Madison Jones:
I shake your hand firmly to the delight of the crowd, then break it off. Both hands come up now with my crouching to lower my stance, ready to start off with the classic collar and elbow lockup.

Maui Kid:
You release my hand after a good firm shake. I step back after we release our hands. See you get in a stance for a collar and elbow lock up. I’m thinking no way I’m getting lured into this. I come toward you, raise my hand to yours and as I reach I simultaneously extend my leg for a snap kick to your leg. If it connects I go for another and back away.

Madison Jones:
It's obvious you won't enter into a grapple with me, not willingly. First thing you learn about me, I'm an opportunist who is defensive. Hands up for the collar and elbow doubles for my usual defensive stance. You swing out to kick me, I winch as that leg connects. You go for the second and that's your mistake. I grab that leg, fall to my side, and flip you over me with a Dragon Screw Takedown, the impact of your frame stretching the ligaments of the knee up impact.

I'm not done yet though. Still holding your leg, I try to wrap my legs around it trying to lock in a reverse Achilles leg lock on that leg, hoping to further stretch it out and hinder your walking for the match.

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Maui Kid:
My first kick connects and I see you since but as I go for the second you grab a hold of my leg and spin my body and take me down in a dragon corkscrew takedown. My body slams to the mat as I scream out in pain as my knee ligaments feel the stretch. I feel you trying to wrap your legs around that leg. You are very strong. I try to push up on the mat with my hands and kick back toward your body blindly with my free leg as I try to turn my body over desperate to escape because it’s clear you are trying to take out my legs to disable my high flying moves and kicks.

Madison Jones:
That's right, I am. It's obvious of all the advantages I have over you, your high flying acrobatics is the thing that could be most problematic. You try to get free from my hold, squirming and kicking. I pull your leg foot to my chest though, and give another good pull from on the hamstring, then bring my foot up to your ass, and kick you off me releasing your leg. I bring my knees up to my chest now and kick up to standing with a standard kip-up, the crowd cheering at the display of my muscles under these lights. I wipe my nose facing you, crouched low again, hands up defensive as you start to recover.

Maui Kid:
You grab my leg and pull it hard as I try to kick you off and let out a loud groan. My knee and leg feeling damaged so early. Then feel your foot on my ass as you kick me off you immediately grab my knee to rub it and roll away. Trying to get to my feet slowly. Testing my knee as I put pressure on that damaged leg and wince in pain. I glare back at you as you stand defensively with your hands up. I put my hands up and nod at you showing my respect for your skill. I approach you slowly with my arms up and at the last minute I lunge low aiming my shoulders at your legs looking to take you down

Madison Jones:
You are right that I'm looking to counter some strikes from you, so when you come in for the takedown, you get a hold of my legs just fine. I fall to my back with a grunt, your arms around my legs, head practically against my hardening bulge. This position however is a mistake for you as my hands are free to grapple with you. Hands come around your neck, locking them tight, applying choke to you while pulling your head up to my abs, giving you a close up look of my slightly hair chest and right nipple. I give a tug on that neck, and try to get my legs free enough to wrap around on you trying to lock in a Guillotine Choke.

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Maui Kid:
I manage to take you down. Gets my blood pumping however before I can follow up you grab my head and pull me into a choke. I grab at your arms trying to pull them off as I gasp for air. My face now pressed against your abs. Can smell your man scent. Making my speedos tent up as I squirm and struggle but not taking into account your legs as I feel your muscular thighs wrap around my small body. Trapped in a guillotine choke. Panicking as you squeeze my core and neck. Crowd can hear my moaning. I am in trouble as you use your superior size to ground me. I desperately try to drive my knees up to hit you but I’m locked in so close.

Madison Jones:
I hold you here, realizing that my superior position, size, and skill could end this match right now. Thing is, I'm looking around at the crowd, and I can't stand what I am seeing. Some of them are looking at their phones scrolling through whatever Zuckerberg garbage is being fed to them, some of them are watching but yawn. I think that one guy might actually be asleep. This whole time I've been grappling like this is a MMA fight, something boring and not worthy of the spectacle of the squared circle. I release you, and again kick you off me, doing another kip-up to help impress the crowd, this time with some sweat on me to help my muscles gleam under the light. I'm going to be kicking myself if easing up somehow costs me the match, but first and foremost, this should be entertaining for the crowd. At least that is what dad always preached.

Maui Kid:
I am almost ready to submit. Thinking about what an embarrassing opening fee match for me. When suddenly I feel you release me. I gasp for air, rubbing my core and neck. My smaller body has taken a lot of punishment already. Look up to see you sweating your bigger muscles shining under the lights. I get to my feet slowly. Shake my head again. Trying to think of a way back in this. Hoping you are distracted playing to the fans. I bounce off the ropes knowing I’ll have to endure the pain in my knee and lunge forward at the last minute. I jump up and raise my forearm, going for a flying forearm to your forehead.

Madison Jones:
I am looking around, hands up in the air trying to get a rise out of the crowd. Pretty sure that one man had too much to drink and is about to fall forward onto the lady in front of him. That's when I hear the pitter patter of your feet. I turn just in time to take the forearm to my forehead, fall back on my ass. The combined momentum with your small frame was almost like a bullet, causing me to shake my head a little. I roll to the side, getting up to my knees, right hand up in front, defensive while my left checks my head. The crowd is... cheering, the underdog scoring a solid hit... I keep my eye on you now, getting ready to counter an incoming strike.

Maui Kid: My forearm hits hard and I step back watching you struggle and as you start to get up I decide to drop low and go for a baseball slide style kick to your side hoping to keep you on the mat.

Madison Jones:
This time I'm ready for you. You come sliding in and I roll on my shoulder to the side, avoiding you. I may be more bulky than you, but I'm actually pretty agile even if I'm hitting the higher end of the Cruiser Weight limit, and struggle to keep my weight under 200 lbs. You realize just how much trouble you might be in when I grab your legs, hands behind the knees, ankles under my armpits. I stand up, give you a stomp to your chest hoping to knock some fight out of you as I get great to do one one my new big moves.

Maui Kid:
Shocked at your speed as you move out of the way as I lay on the mat as I go to get to my feet you grab my legs. Looking up at you as I try to kick my legs free when BAAAM you send a big stomp to my lean chest almost 200 pounds behind it driving the air out of my lungs making me cough. Letting out a big GROAN still desperately trying to kick my legs free. “ Let go of me or else! “ screaming up at you. Trying to show you I have a fight in me.

Madison Jones:
I can see you're spirited. I look down at you, a kindness in my face you probably don't see a lot of in the ring. With the lights shining down on us, a sheen of sweat on my body and probably yours too, I give you a subtle nod. "Get ready." I start to pivot on my feet now, sliding your back on the canvas in a way that probably burns from the friction. With your 123 lbs frame however, that friction doesn't last long as I continue to spin you around lifting your back up off the canvas in a Giant's Swing... or as it has become known as by Cesaro, the King of Swing.

I swing you around multiple rotations, the process making me dizzy, but the crowd cheering as we spin like a top. I swing you once, twice... 4 times... 6 times... 10 times... then let go. You back flying across the ring and on your back, me being rather dizzy, left hand to my head as I struggle to stay standing.

Maui Kid:
My threats are doing no good. Not that I thought they would but I’m surprised by the kind look on your face as I look up at you. You tell me to get ready. And I put up my arms. Waving them. Signaling you to back off. But you don’t as you slide my body on the mat and start to swing me around my body coming up off the mat spinning around and around. Getting dizzy. My arms stretched and hurting. OMG ten rotations when you finally release me and my back slams onto the mat and skids across the mat. I lay on my back, stunned head spinning arching my back to it a rub and fall flat. Try to lift my head but feel sick from the dizziness and fall flat again as I moan.

Madison Jones:
I take a moment now, hold up my right hand with my left to my head as the crowd cheers for that maneuver. "That's better..." I say to nobody in particular. I turn towards you, make my way over, and stumble down to my knees alongside you, hand on your abs. Under normal circumstances, I'd probably have some fun with you, but I'm focused on winning now. I push up to standing, grab your head, and raise you up. Then I try to land a knee into your gut to make sure you are still nice and docile.

Maui Kid:
You grab my head bringing me up off the mat as you stand. My head is still spinning. I try to send a fist to your abs as your knee slams into my gut making me cough and let out a groan as I drop to my knees holding my abs. And try to drive my hard Islander head into your lower abs

Madison Jones:
You throw your head into my gut causing me to release you and back up, left hand coming to feel the blow. I shake my head at you, we both know this is almost over. I turn, run back hitting the ropes, come back back forwards, and try to land a Shining Wizard Kick to the side of your head hoping to knock the last of the fight out of you.

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Maui Kid:
My headbutt lands and you step back. Giving me a moment to regain my senses I see you bounce off the ropes and know if you land this kick I’m done. As you approach me, I duck under your leg and as you land I try to grab your ankles to cross them and lean over your back to grab your chin and try to pull you back in a STF.

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Madison Jones:
I land down on my side, the dizziness of the swing still affecting me clearly. Then you come onto me, the Stepover Toehold Facelock... or STF for short. Thing is, and you probably realize this, with your frame and size you can't do this for long. The crowd is loving it though, thinking the boy might take the man here. I hear their excitement, and so I play it up, I start to crawl making it look like I'm in agony. Left arm, right arm, left again, the Ref down on his knees asking if I give. I reach with my arm...

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I stretch, sweaty body on display for the crowd, several high res pictures being taken and footage recorded. I stretch...

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Maui Kid:
I lock on the STF adrenaline flowing again as I lock up this bigger stud. I know it will be a challenge to make him submit but the crowd is roaring as I try to pull back farther as your body slides toward the ropes. Hear the ref asking if you give. Makes my speedos bulge big. Thinking. Wow. Can I actually pull this off?

When…. I hear the ref telling me to break as you manage to grab the rope. I immediately release you and get to my feet. I don’t want to miss this opportunity and come after you. But the ref in my face telling me to back up

Madison Jones:
You back off, maybe not realizing just how much I was selling that move. I use the ropes to get up to my knees, then to my feet crouching. I lunge at you and try to spear you now center ring hoping to knock the wind out of you, so I can finish you properly.

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Maui Kid:
As I back off and start to refocus on you I’m shocked as you are already flying toward me. Try to move but it’s too late when you BAAAM leap up snd drive your shoulder into my gut, your much bigger muscular body slamming into mine full force and stopping me to the canvas on my back your weight crashing into me as I cough and gasp for air. Feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. Laying under you totally dazed and stunned by that huge move. Chest heaving as I stare up at the lights.

Madison Jones:
I collide into you, the crowd gasping at the impact. Everyone is watching, maybe even that guy who was sleeping before. My face is right next to yours, I'm breathing heavily too. Right hand is over your left pec, completely by accident, letting me feel your heartbeat. "Time to finish... Tua..." I press up to my knees, hand still on your chest, then get up to my hands and legs. I noticed you are tenting big time in your speedo... I reach down and pull you to standing, flip you so we are back to back. I then lift your frame up on my back, arms interlaced with yours, and get your feet over my thighs. I WRENCH you tight on my back as I lock in the Gory Special, hands coming up to your chin while your whole body is on display, ready for you to cry out in submission.

Maui Kid:
I’m barely with it now as your face is next to mine. Can feel your breath and your hand planted on my chest. You tell me it’s time to finish and I can’t even respond as I let out a weak moan. You pull me up my back to yours, your hands wrapped around my chin, my feet overly your thighs as you stretch me out in this finisher. I never experienced my small brown sweaty Islander body displayed for the crowd as my screams echo through the arena. The pain is so intense. I don’t want to submit but cry out loudly. Then use all I have left to yell out. “ Okay okay. I submit. I give up. “ My entire body is in agonizing pain.

Madison Jones:
I ease up on the pressure as the Ref starts waving his hands, bell righting. I lower you down to the canvas, drop to my knees, and check on you. "You alright Tua?" I pat your abs lightly, the crowd cheer both for your performance against such a bigger fellow, but also for my display of concern. The Ref lingers over us trying to raise my hand, but I'm too concerned about you, making sure I didn't hurt you too badly.

Maui Kid:
You release the hold quickly. And lower me to the mat. I whimper, rubbing my back and neck. Trying to catch my breath. Trying to hide the tears that start trickling down my face as you ask if I’m okay I respond. “ yeah. I’m okay Madison. Good match “ really touched by your display of sportsmanship after delivering such a hard beat down.

Madison Jones:
"Let's get you backstage and checked out." I cradle you in my arms, then help you up. Start to head to the back, crowd happy with the display.

Maui Kid:
You help me to my feet and we start to head to the back I smile as I hear the crowd cheering us on the way hoping they will want to see more of me in the tour

Published: 2022-02-13, viewed 118 times.