It was one of the slowest weeks that any of the wrestlings dads had ever had. And one of the most worrying. What if Brian had not been serious? What if something happened to Brian, or one of the other dads? What if one of the men Brian had contacted alerted the police? What if one of their own kids told someone?

The last one seemed the most unlikely. All the fathers had threatened their kids severely to make sure they would not tell. There was too much at stake for them to take chances with the kids. Besides all the naked kids, grappling and fighting with each other, that they were going to get to see, there was a lot of money to be made. Brian had already received over thirteen thousand dollars, and after his twenty-five percent, each father was getting almost seventeen hundred dollars.

But as slowly as the week dragged by, the weekend finally arrived. Saturday saw all six fathers at the gymnasium watching the sanctioned matches each of their kids were in. It was fun to watch the wrestling, and even more fun to think about what they would have their children doing the next morning.

Most of the fathers had already told their children about the new club and its plans before Sunday morning. The thoughts they were having about it all week were keeping their dicks hard. Four of the wives were struggling to keep up with their horny husbands. David's wife was thrilled with his new libido. And Bert was taking his pleasure from his daughter; he hadn't fucked his wife in months.

So five of the fathers had a very difficult time getting their kids in the car on Sunday morning. Three of the mothers thought it very odd that their kids suddenly didn't want to go to the extra practices, they seemed to enjoy the wrestling so much. But they didn't say anything, yet. The other moms were already bust with their Sunday schedules.

Only Pete waited until the kids were in the car early on Sunday morning to tell them what they had to do that day. As Pete explained the new rules to his nine-year-old daughter and seven-year-old son, they both started crying and begging not to do it. Pete was adamant, and even mean. The kids continued crying, both from the new rules, and now from their father's reaction. He had never been that mean, cruel, and loud.

Twenty-six of the thirty-one children arriving at the barn that Sunday had tears streaming down their faces. Ed Marcos loved the sight and sound of many bawling children. His own ten-year-old daughter, Sammy, was being very loud. She was almost screaming, but that was partly from the fact that her father had slapped her several times in the car, and had pulled up her skirt and spanked her hard on her bare ass as soon as they were out of the car.

All the men and children filed into the barn and found a large gymnasium that didn't look a thing like the inside of a barn. There were three sets of professional wrestling mats, each set on the floor but surrounded by ropes just like in professional wrestling. Then there were two pits set two and half feet into the floor. The pits were round, with a diameter of five feet, providing plenty of room for kids to move around and spar. There were tiers of seats around each fighting area.

There were many more seats than there were men at the time. Brian had plans on how to fill them in. Several of the men he had invited, and who had paid handsomely to be there, also thought about who they might be able to get into the empty seats.

"Welcome, everyone, the inaugural Little Wrestler's Club. You have all received a list of the rules, and hopefully have told them to the contestants. You have also each chosen a level of combat for your children. We have five rings, so we can accommodate all the levels at the same time. I have posted lists of the matches on the bulletin board by the door. Please see the board and report to your first match. Thank you, and I hope you all have a wonderful time."

There was an immediate crowd around the board. Everyone looked closely to see when and where their children would be competing. David saw that his daughter Marcy was in one of the first matches. She was against a girl he didn't know, named Nicole. They were in the first level, which was almost regular wrestling. The differences were that there were fewer rules, so it could get a little rougher than Marcy was used to, and the youngsters could not win unless they got their opponent naked.

Marcy had nearly screamed when she heard the rules for winning a match. But threats from her father had shut her up and she had promised to do her best. She was adamant with herself and her dad that she was going to win the match, mainly since losing would mean that she would be the one naked. She was just ruthless enough to not care about exposing another girl as long as it would mean that her panties stayed on.

David took Marcy by the hand and led her to the first ring. Another little girl, undoubtedly Nicole, was already there being given a pep talk by her father. The other girl was almost exactly the same size as Marcy, which David thought fortunate. It would make the match better, he thought, to have them so equally sized. Marcy had gone against slightly larger kids in her wrestling matches, and had won, but this was to be an entirely new experience for the nine-year-old.

"Do your best, sweetie," David told his young daughter. "I'll love you no matter what, but remember what happens if you lose." With that, David reached to pull his daughter's shirt over her head. Marcy was a little reluctant, with so many people around who would see her bare chest, since she had not been allowed to wear a bra that day. But she knew that her father was going to make her do it, so she let him take off her shirt and pull her shorts off her legs. She kicked off her sandals, so that she stood in only her white panties. She had worn the thickest, strongest pair of panties she had, hoping to make it harder for anyone else to get them off.

Nicole had also been stripped down to her underwear by her father. She stood just outside the ring, with a bare chest showing tiny pink nipples, in a pair of blue panties that were so thin her hairless slit was almost visible through them. She was sobbing quietly as her dad lifted her over the ropes and into the wrestling area. Marcy crawled under the ropes herself to face her new opponent.

The two almost naked girls looked at each other across the five foot ring. Neither little girl wanted to do what they had been told to do, but they both knew they had to. For several seconds they just stared, then they went toward each other. Marcy, being more practiced, was easily able to take Nicole down to the mat and hold her for a pin. She needed four pins to win, but she knew she also had to remove the other girls underwear, which might be harder.

As soon as Nicole was back up, she lunged at Marcy, pushing her back into the ropes, then falling on top of her and knocking the air of her. Marcy grunted from the impact of the floor and the girl. As soon as Nicole was sure she had Marcy pinned, she reached her hand down to push the girl's panties off, not wanting to waste the opportunity the way her opponent had. But Nicole's hand went straight down the front of Marcy's underwear and into the crotch.

Marcy shuddered at the sudden invasion of her young pussy as Nicole's finger, driven by sheer momentum, penetrated her outer lips and rubbed against the entrance to her vagina. Nicole, just as surprised by the contact, jumped off her opponent, pulling her hand up with her. As Nicole's hand came up, Marcy heard her panties rip; the seams on both sides of her underwear tore halfway down, but at least her underwear were still on.

That only lasted a moment. As Marcy stood back up, her panties slid down her legs, no longer having enough tension to stay up. Realizing what was happening, the young girl started to step forward and then cover herself, but tripped over the panties that were now at her ankles and went straight down onto the mat, her smooth butt stuck up in the air. Several of the watching men groaned in delight as they looked at her hairless pussy sticking out between her legs.

Nicole took advantage of the girl's fall and pounced on top of her, then rolled her onto her back for a pin. Marcy miserably realized that her young slit was now in plain view for the surrounding men. But there was nothing she could do about it, her panties were ruined. She would just have to finish the match naked, and do her best to win. The reality of it brought tears to her eyes.

Marcy recovered quickly from the second pin. She got back on her feet, kicking her panties to the side. She jumped on Nicole, throwing her off balance, and got her on the mat. Not about to make the same mistake twice, Marcy reached for the front of the other girl's underwear, intending to rip them off. She grabbed Nicole's crotch hard, causing the young grappler to moan from the shock and slight pain. Marcy's fingers slipped int the leg opening of the underwear and across the lips of her opponent's pussy, but Marcy had been ready for that. She wrapped her hand around the thin material between Nicole's legs and pulled.

Nicole's underwear slid down her legs a little bit, but didn't rip like Marcy had hoped and expected. But having that advantage, Marcy went ahead and pulled the other girl's girls panties off as she slid down, grasping them in her hand and leaving Nicole, now thoroughly humiliated, as naked as she was. Nicole stood up, completely exposed to the men watching, and prepared to continue. But Marcy was too quick, and had her down on the mat again immediately. Marcy pinned her with one hand very near her crotch and the other right on Nicole's tiny nipple.

As soon as the girls were back up, they ran at each other. They ended up rolling together on the mat, legs spreading and closing, as they both worked for the upper hand. Nicole knew that if she was pinned one more time, Marcy would win the match, so she was fighting hard. But Marcy overpowered her and got over her. Following the rules for a final pin, Marcy reached down and pulled Nicole's legs wide apart. The dozen or so men watching crowded to the side of the ring where they could see the crying girl's open pussy, her outer lips parted just enough that they could see the pink inner lips.

Marcy let the girl up after the official time, and Nicole ran to her father at the side of the ring. He lifted her over the ropes and sat her on his lap, where he again pushed her legs apart so that anyone who wanted to look could see her opened pussy. "You remember what I said, Nicole," her father said, "since you lost, you'll be naked the rest of the time we're here. And that includes for the start of your next match." The young girl cried miserably.

While embarrassed, Marcy was glad that at least she had not had her legs spread wide for the men to gawk at. Her father let her put her shirt and shorts back on as she climbed out of the ring.

The next Level One match wouldn't be starting for quite awhile, so David decided to check on the other matches. He told his three children to come with him, so that they could see everything that would happen here, even if they would not compete at all levels.

The Level Two match was lasting much longer than the Level One match had. Two ten-year-olds, a boy and a girl, were wrestling around, mainly rolling around on the floor each trying to get an upper hand. Both children were nude and had already gotten the required four pins to win, but neither of them had been able to achieve the final requirement.

To win a Level Two match, the child had to subdue their opponent long enough to spread the pussy lips wide for ten seconds on a girl, or give a boy an erection. The little girl in the match was in a slightly better position for a win at the moment; the little boys penis was almost completely erect just from exposure and from rubbing up against his naked female opponent. But the boy seemed a little bit stronger, and as overheated as the little girl was getting, her puffy pussy lips were going to be easy to pull apart and hold, if he could get her pinned long enough.

The little girl had already gotten over her opponent twice, and had managed to put her hand on his three inch dick and start jacking it to erection, but he had managed both times to get out from under her. He had three times seemed to be about to win, with the little girl under him and his hands pulling her pussy wide open for the gawking spectators. But she had not let him keep her down long enough.

Finally, in desperation, the girl, visibly tired and struggling to keep from getting pinned, shifted her position just enough to reach the boy's penis with her tongue. As disgusting as she found it, she stuck her tongue out as far as she could and licked the underside of the small dick. The boy was so startled that he lost his grip on the young girl and she flipped him over and pinned him. The lick from her tongue had done its job, and the boy's glans stood up three inches, fully erect. The fathers of the kids agreed the match was won.

Watching, David was disappointed that he had not gotten to see the sweet little girl's pussy spread wide open before him. But there were more matches to come, and he could still check out the Level Four match, the only one still going on.

Level Four matches happened in one of the two and a half foot deep pits, allowing the spectators to look down on the children while they wrestled. Although at Level Four, there was a lot more than wrestling involved. The children could slap each other and grab their opponent's crotch to help bring them down. Five full pins, meaning the child being pinned had to be fully held down and their legs spread, were required to win the match.

The two eight-year-old girls in the Level Four pit were covered in sweat. They had been battling each other for fifteen minutes, and they had each managed to get four pins. But they both seemed determined not to allow themselves to be pinned again. They were locked together on the floor of the pit, rolling around. Both girls pussies were rubbing against their opponents' legs.

The blond girl moved her hand and smacked her little opponent's bare butt, the sound of the slap carrying to the spectators. The redhead cried out at the pain of the surprisingly hard smack, but other than that it didn't seem to effect her. She immediately retaliated by reaching up and yanking on the other little girl's hair. The blond screamed as her hair was pulled. Her opponent was ruthless, and kept her pulling.

Almost everyone in the barn was now watching the battle between the two small girls. The men were all hard watching the naked girls roll around and flash their hairless pussies and perfectly smooth asses.

After several seconds of having her hair pulled, the blond kicked up, hitting the redhead in the stomach. The redhead cried out in pain, and the men peered closely as the pain caused pee to spurt out of the poor girl's pussy. The blond girl was caught off guard by the piss splashing on her leg, and lost her train of thought. Her opponent, still reeling from the pain in her stomach, and further humiliated by so many people seeing her piss, noticed the momentary distraction of her opponent. She used that moment to flip the other girl onto her back. The impact knocked the air out of the blond, and she lay dazed.

The redhead climbed over the other girl and sat on her stomach, making it harder for the blond to catch her breath. But even as dazed as the blond was, the other little girl was having trouble getting her legs spread for the full pin. Finally, after struggling for several seconds to pull her opponent's legs apart, the desperate girl, wanting to finish the match so that she could rest, stuck her hand in between the blond's tightly clenched thighs and pulled her hand up into the girl's young pussy. The blond, feeling the pressure against her privates, squeezed her thighs tighter, trying to get the hand away from her. But the redhead just continued to push up with her hand, and stuck her middle finger farther in, pushing it between the pussy lips and into the folds of the blond's pussy. The pinned little girl felt the invading finger, with a long fingernail, begin to scrape up the delicate tissue of her inner lips. As the tip of the fingernail scraped the underside of the misera ble girl's clit, she cried out again, and then gave up, letting the other girl spread her legs and show her bare pussy to the men and children who were watching.

The redhead collapsed as soon as the win was declared. She was still on top of the other girl, but the blond was so exhausted she didn't have any strength to push her off. After a couple of minutes of breathing hard, and preventing her opponent from doing the same, the little redhead rolled over onto her back, not even caring that this displayed her full body to the lecherous men looking into the pit. Eventually both girls recovered enough to crawl to the edges of the pit, where their fathers climbed down to lift them out.

Brain announced a ten minute break before the next set of matches. He also announced that he would sell beer and soda at the bar at the far end of the barn, right next to the Level Five pit. David and John both noticed a couple drops of blood in the pit as they walked by.

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