Attack in a park
This is my first story I've put up, So enjoy. No sex but I'd still consider it of adult nature.
I take jujitsu and started writing this to help me learn how to explain moves, how they work and what they did. Also I wanted to write something about how it's not about strength so much as skill.
I've used a lot of jujitsu jargon so keep a heads up on that.
Keylock
Hipthrow
Kimura
Guardpass
Mount
Guard
Sidecontrol
Dominant Postion
a few other. I've tried to discribe what the characters are doing. If you don't get it and you'd really like to know, Google it. I think I've named them in the story. If you don't know what I'm talking about in the above list, I greatly suggest you look them up before reading. Youtube and google image is probably your best bet.
Enjoy and please leave a comment!
Kaylee leaned against the wall of the dojo, arms crossed, head hunched forward. A thin vixen, only 130 pounds, 5 ft 2 tall. She'd started coming to the jujitsu classes as a favor from her ex-boyfriend. Now she wondered why she kept coming to the classes. There wasn't another female anywhere else in the dojo; they'd all given up on it. Tired of getting hurt, tired of the sweat, the smell, the testosterone. Now it was only she. No reason to be there, only men to practice with. The only plus was the cute gryphon Tug she practiced with most often.
The gryphon was on his back grappling with a horse, a belt color higher than himself. Per usual he was on his back with the horse in guard. The horse stacked him up and pushed out of the triangle Tug tried to put on him. The horse dropped down into side mount and slowly fixed Tug's arm into a key lock. Tug struggled to free his arm and escape into guard but couldn't before the horse had begun to put pressure forcing the gryphon to tap.
The horse released and helped his opponent up, patting him on the shoulder. Tug and the Horse laughed and discussed a few mistakes each had made, critiquing technique and congratulating the final moments of the match as the sensei walked in.
"Ok, line up!"
The students shuffled to their places kneeling in front of sensei. Joking among each other about ranks and positions in the line. The feeling for most was relaxed. Most just came for the fun of grappling. A few for self defense. A couple just because.
"Ok, I want you to practice the techniques we learned. About half way though we'll get some grappling in. Ok get to it."
Kaylee got up and looked in Tugs direction, but he'd already found a partner. She let out a silent quick sigh and looked around for another partner. A sweaty ill-kempt wolf offered and she accepted. Nice friendly guy, but not very good at jujitsu, and not very pretty. They practiced throws and a few ground techniques. The wolf only half heartedly practiced with her until the grappling started. She smiled and said thanks as he got in line. Disappointed that she endured that and got nothing out of it she got in line. No point in separating out since there weren't any other females. Behind her tug stepped into line.
"Hey tug" she smiled at him
"Hello" He gryph-grinned back.
Sensei counted off a few pairs to go onto the mat.
Kaylee and tug were counted off together and squared off on a corner of the mat. She wasn't too thrilled about going up against Tug. He was great to practice with. Treated her like another student rather than the girl in the class. He was gentle to everyone while practicing. He was two belts higher than her and knew how to tell her what she did wrong, what she did well. But when it came to actually grappling with him, she'd rather not. He was nearly a hundred pounds heaver, built like a wrestler; 5 foot 6 and well muscled.
They shook hands and got into a fighters stance. She rushed forward to grab his gi but he blocked and nearly grabbed hold of her arm. She was in his arms, head firmly planted into his far shoulder. Her hips twisted and she planted her far foot in front of his. Bucking her hips into his and lifting him off the ground, then throwing him to the ground in a hip throw. Then tried to get into side mount, but he got a knee between her and him.
He wheezed "Good throw, good good" as he slowly struggled to get her into guard, pushing her arm out from under her and trying to slide a leg around her waist. She pushed down on his knee, giving room to slide her own knee between his legs and pushing his leg down. He grunted as her knee landed on his bits before moving off to the side of his groin. He planted his legs, pulled her arm to his chest and bumped his hips, rolling over on top, though, now in her guard. He tried to stack her, she grabbed his arm and tried to arm bar him from below, putting her legs on his neck and into his armpit. But she couldn't get a good grip and he slipped out, pushing her thigh and getting on top of her side. She tried to twist out, ending up facing down. He tried to get her into a headlock but she put her forearm between his arm and her neck and pulled out from under him. She turned to face him as he twisted to his back, legs up ready to catch her into his guard if she tried to jump on him. She pushed one of the legs out of the way getting a knee over his crotch and on the far side of his leg and slipped the other over the other leg. She'd herself into mount and lying down over him, grabbing his twisting scaly arm.
"Take it slow, your working too hard. Use your technique." Tug said to her calmly, breathing easily and unfatigued, while she was breathing heavily and spending her strength. He twisted onto his side, and with his top most leg he pushed her leg over his lower leg, just enough to allow him to slip out, twisting around he got her into guard again. Before she could do anything he pulled a scissor sweep putting himself on mount and wrapping an arm around her neck and the other under her armpit and grasping behind her. She tried to bump him up and throw him over, but his legs were planted too far apart. He pulled his arm out, holding her wrist and sliding his other arm under and holding his own wrist in a key lock. Slowly, calmly he twisted it until she tapped his with her other arm. His arms loosed up and he hopped off and helped her to her feet. She flexed her arm a few times to get the pain out of the joint.
"Keep calm, take it slow, focus on technique. Don't use strength. That will just wear you down. You can beat me and you can beat anyone else in here." He said as she started back toward the line. She gave him a disbelieving smile and said thanks as she made her way to the end of the line. "There is no way I can beat him, I'm just not strong enough." She thought silently to herself at the end of the line, waiting for the end of class.
After getting submitted another two times sensei finally called it a day. The class filtered out into the locker room, a few stayed behind to do a little more practice. The building had only one room, but it was separated by a screen into male and female compartments. Kaylee changed slowly, nursing an elbow aching from one of the bouts. On the other side of the screen she could hear Tug talking as he walked to his locker. She grinned eyeing a small hole in the screen. "Might not be a total loss today" she thought to herself as she peaked though the hole for a look at the gryphon.
He stripped off his gi, carefully throwing it over a bench. His grey, black and white osprey plumage and his black hindquarters looked soft but at the same time strong. He pulled off his t-shirt leaving him in his boxers, red, plaid, and fairly loose. He seemed to force his eyes on the task of getting clothed as fast as possible, avoiding looking around. He chatted a bit like everyone else, but changed his cloths more quickly than the rest of the men. As if he were uncomfortable there. He pulled on a pair of dark grey pants and a fresh black t-shirt. Quickly and carfully folded his Gi up and stuffed it into his duffle bag and left the room. She left the small hole to itself, feeling a happily sinful and finished up changing.
Outside she caught up with tug stuffing his duffle into the saddle bag of his motorcycle.
"Hey Tug! You want to go get something to eat?" She smiled at him invitingly.
"Ssorry, no. I've got something I need to do." He gave her a friendly smile and threw on his riding jacket. "See you next class!" He hopped on his bike, started it up, and left.
"See you" She waved, feeling a little defeated. She turned away and headed to the diner near by.
She stared down at the crumbs on the plate, herself feeling empty. She paid and wandered outside and idly down the sidewalk toward her apartment on the other side of the park. She liked the green of the park. It always made her happy. The grass and the trees flowing over the mounds and wrapped in grey paths wandering though. She passed by a familiar motorcycle on her way into the park. Out of curiosity she surveyed the park for Tug, finding him sitting on a park bench.
She started toward him, a good distance away, when a man with a newspaper sat on the bench near tug. Tug's face brightened a little as he leaned a bit over and said something. The other male waved him off with his hand shaking his head before leaving the bench and tug. Tug sunk back into his seat, the brightness gone.
"Figures I'd fall into a cliché." She said quietly to herself, feeling stupid for trying him and feeling a little sorry for him.
She continued on the path waving to Tug as she passed by into a beautiful patch of dense bushes and ivy climbing on the trees. She walked around a bend in the path and was out of sight of the rest of the park. She continued on until she was within sight of the end of the bushes when she was struck from behind and knocked to the ground dazed.
A bear forced himself on top of her; grabbing her arm and pulling her face up before lying down on top of her. He wrapped his muzzle around hers in a violent long kiss, preventing her from screaming for help. His paw, enormous compared to her body pawed and rubbed her breast.
She flailed as best she could, pinned under this beast. She tried to scream though his thick maw. Her mind raced with the single thought of escape. She pushed on his chest with all her might but with no results. He grabbed her muzzle and pulled away from the kiss, glaring down at her.
Growling he said "Bitch, don't fucking scream, I'll break your dirty neck." Then he punched hard across her cheek several times. She put her arms up over her face, trying to protect it from anymore of the blows. Again he grabbed her muzzle as he split her legs and settle himself at her crotch. Though the pain and her tears she felt a familiar pressure and did what she normally did in this position. She wrapped her legs around his waist and put the bear into guard. Then with her strength she bumped her hips futilely as the bear posted his arm out.
"What the fuck are you doing?" He raised his arm to punch her again, and she bumped hard, planting a foot firmly into the ground and pushing the beast off balance, rolling with him to his back. This minor victory changed something. Her flight response dissolved into fight and destroy. Instantly rage filled her as she got into a dominant position and she began landing punch after punch on the stunned bear. Like her a minute before he covered his face with his thick furry arms. She roared with rage, continuing to pound the bear. She slowly pushed his right arm to the ground with both her arms, leaving his free arm to fight back. He tried to hit her with his might, but too little effect having no distance to gain power. She held his powerful wrist to the ground as she slipped her agile hand under his elbow in a key lock. She twisted it up high before she began to bring her elbow down to his hip.
The pain built up quickly as she began to twist his arm out of its socket. He roared in pain and grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her off throwing her to the side. He tried to scramble away on his hands and knees but she in her rage pounced back onto him, wrapping her arm around his neck and wrapping her feet into his crotch. Stretching out and choking off his blood supply to his brain.
Tug stood up alert focusing his eyes from the bushes where the roar came from. From the holster hidden under his jacket he pulled a handgun and ran toward the bushes. He yelled at a woman on her cell to call the police. She looked at him for a moment stunned by fright then she panicky started to dial the 911.
"What's the nature of your emergency?"
"Ahhh I heard a scream, and this guy with a gun told me to call."
"Ok where are you?"
"Ahhh Olvil Park."
"Ok I want you to stay on the phone. Can you describe what's happening?"
"I don't know. There was this scream from the bushes and this guy ran in."
"Is the man who ran in the one with the gun?"
"Ahhh Yes I think so. Yes. What should I do?"
"Stay right where you are, the police are on their way. Stay on the line; we need you to direct the police to your location."
Tug cautiously entered the trail, gun held at the ready. Quickly passing though the trail, trying to find what happened. He finally saw Kaylee still choking her passed out attacker. Still full of rage and with full intent to kill him.
"Kaylee, you're going to kill him! Stop choking him" He holstered his gun and muscled her arms off the bear's neck. "Kaylee what happened?"
She was dazed and dizzy from the adrenaline rush she took a moment to look at tug before talking. "He, he tried to rape me."
"Ok I'll hold him now, Get out and call the police." He gave her a gentle push toward the street and she ran out to the sidewalk before looking back and pulling out her cell phone.
Tug sat on the limp drooling body of the bear, putting his arm around his neck and another around his armpit. He held the bear there until the police arrived. Pulling up along side where Kaylee stood. Guns drawn and pointing at Tug and the bear.
"GET OFF HIM AND STAY ON THE GROUND!"
Tug did as he was ordered, "I'm a conceal carry holder, it's on my back and in my boot. This guy tried to rape my friend."
The bear woke up as Tug got off him, realizing what was happening he tried to scramble to the bushes.
"STOP GET ON THE GROUND." As one of the officers tackled him to the ground and cuffed him and dragged the beast to their car.
Tug let the police cuff him and took his gun and his boot knife and complied when he was told to stand by the squad car as they asked Kaylee what happened then asked him what happened. After they finished they took the cuffs off him and started toward their car to take the bear back.
"Officer, can I get my gun and knife back?"
"Oh, yeah." He reached into his car and retrieved Tug's arms. "Thanks for stopping your friend from killing him."
"Yeah. Take care."
Tug started toward where paramedics tending to Kaylee. Kaylee wrapped her arms around tug, holding him tightly. Tug did the same, slowly petting the back of her head.
"Hey Kaylee. I'll take you home ok?"
She nodded and held close to his side as they walked to her building. She looked at him and asked, "Mind staying with me tonight."
"I can do that."
"Thank you. I... I don't feel safe right now."
"It's ok, I'm here for you." He smiled at her and continued to her apartment.