Weights & Whips

Chapter 13

"Axel, please tell me you have some information for me? The investigator? The cameras at the club? Something?!" I begged. "I know you have been waiting too long Sab, I know you are frustrated, I told you this wouldn't take long but here we are 10 weeks later with no news, but I've been combing through all the different camera footages from that night in my spare time, I really am trying to help. The investigator has requested footage from the cameras across from the club and Leo's home, and the dash cam from the taxi but that all takes time" he replied as Harry comforted me, stroking his fingers in soft circles on my back. "Just focus on training for now. Your next competition is only a week away. Get focused, and we will figure all this out after you win," Harry said with a grin. He's right. Winning is what's important right now. Winning with my friends in the crowd cheering me on. I'm winning to regain my pride. Winning to say 'f**k you' to all the Tom Kelly's in the world!

I've been preparing, I've tripled my events training, adding a few training sessions with other team members. I have studied all of the competitors skills and weaknesses relentlessly. I know who's going for gold and how they plan to get there, what their max lifts are, what their rep ranges are, everything. I'm stronger than ever, I'm rested, I'm fueled. I am not going home without the title, I will be UKs Strongest Woman.

5am Saturday morning Axel, Harry and I set off on the long drive to my competition to meet Sandra, Leo and the team. I'm already dressed in the teams competition uniform, tight black mini shorts, a red loose tank top with our logo on front and our names on the back, and knee high black, red striped deadlift socks and my black trainers. As we join the motorway I anxiously check my kit over and over, I read my notes and all the competition specifications. I am not allowing any room for error. Harry and Axel are screaming along to some rock music, their excitement is contagious. This will be the first time any of my friends other than Leo will see me compete. Knowing I'll have people in the crowd is making me even more anxious. I was still new to the sport, but from the very start I was talented and dedicated, but I have never had fans before.

An hour before we arrived we stopped at a lay-by so I could stretch my legs and fetch my preworkout. I needed to distract myself and shake off these nerves and I had the perfect idea of how to do that. The boys joined me while I smoke a cigarette, the three of us stood leaning on the bonnet. "How many people do you think drive by this lay-by, say, each hour?" I ask, "I'm not sure, maybe one hundred cars? Maybe more" Harry replied. A few minutes passed by before I inquired "Are you boys thinking what I'm thinking?" To which they both stare at me in confusion before the realisation took over them and they grinned at me nodding.

Moments later I had commanded Harry to kneel at Axels feet. I slowly lowered Axels trousers to release his already pulsing member. "Suck, Harry" I command. Harry immediately places his lips around Axels member and begins to gently suck, a groan escaped from Axels lips. I watched Axels eyes roll back as Harry hollows his cheeks sucking harder and bobbing his head. "Harry, Stand" I announce watching as he follows my command. "Axel, f**k me against the cars bonnet, Harry, sit on the bonnet so I can entertain my mouth" I demand clearly. The boys don't even respond as they remove their trousers and get into position. Harry settles into his spot first, giving me a moment to lick the precum off his tip, gently rubbing my tongue around the head before sinking him deep into my throat as Axel lines up at my wet entrance and plows inside with one thrust. The pleasure rolled through me in waves as I sucked and bobbed my head, feeling every vein bulge. We don't have time to go slow today, so I'm relieved and instantly worked up as Axels ploughs into me matching my pace. I see multiple cars flying by, some even slowing slightly to catch a longer glimpse of the show, knowing all these people are watching but too late to enter the lay-by is exhilarating. How many of them wished they could stop to shout at us, or even better, to join us.

Our fun was encouraged by a chorus of beeps and honks from passing cars. I sensed Harry getting close to his orgasmic bliss, I suck harder, move my head faster and grasp his balls edging him closer to his arrival. Axels groaning is increasing, his thrusts becoming manic and desperate for release of his own. I moan "Give me a euphoric release boys" before upping my speed yet again. I feel Harry's warm salty sweet c*m shoot deep into my throat as he arrives, my own orgasm following immediately. Three hard thrusts later I feel Axels release fill me up as he drops his head onto my back. Gasping for air and our body's mangled together as our souls return to us.

When we arrive at the competition we seperate, the boys go to find Sandra and take their seats in the stadium, I go to the athletes area to prepare. The atmosphere in the athletes area was electric, so much excitement for the competition to start. I spot the team in the center and decide to join then, waving to Leo and the others as I arrive. "Its game time Sab, event list and athlete orders are on the wall, we have twenty minutes until we make our entrance" Leo states. "Yes Captain" I say with a cheeky salute.

I have never made a grand entrance before, hearing my name be called as I march out inront of the fans, the cameras and the flashing lights was a thrill. Hearing the fans cheer, hearing people chant my name as I walk around the arena swinging my team flag proudly is unbelievable. As the athletes return I check the event and athlete order. First up is deadlift ladder, 5 deadlifts increasing I weight, the final weight being 15kg over my current best. If it was a regular deadlift that wouldn't be a problem, however, I'll be exhausted by the last lift, I will have lifted 4 times before that, hopped over the bars, ran between, and I'll need to use lifting straps for the 4th and 5th, so I need to get them on and off too. So adding 15kg to my best will be a challenge, along with making sure I lift them all and do it fastest to secure the win. The worst part of it all, I'm up first, I have to give 100% because I won't have anyone's performance to compare to. I set the pace.

The second event is a max log overhead press. I'm expecting a win for this event, I know there's only one other person competing who puts up the same kind of weight as I do. I used to hate having 'manly shoulders' but this sport made me love it, now the fact I have boulder shoulders gives me an edge against others, and I'm planning to put them to work in this event. We get 3 lifts, and we chose the weight. I'm going to start with 10kg under my current best, then 10kg over it, and hopefully finish on 20kg more than I've ever done before.

Third event is an anchor medley. I've never seen an event like it. We have to pick up a massive anchor, carry it for 20 metres, attach it to a large chunky chain and then drag the whole set up for another 20 meters. This event is a wildcard, nobody has been able to accurately train for it, I have however drawn and studied diagrams of ways to carry it and practised weighted drags with a similar weight.

Fourth event will be the tyre flip, which sounds easy enough until you see the size of the tyres. 300kg tractor tyres to be exact. When stood upright they are taller than the majority of the female competitors, so my 5ft 10-inch height gives me a big advantage, some of the women here won't be able to reach the top of the tyre to push it over, if they even manage to get it upright. We have to do 5 flips. Leo managed to get us a tyre just like this to practice on, Zoe couldn't flip it in practice, where as I had no problems, so once again I'm chasing a win for this event.

Last event, atlas stones.

Do I even need to say more? Everyone knows what atlas stones are, however this is not a normal reps or loading race, no this is to shoulder, for reps. Having a large chest caused some problems with this in training, but after Leo suggested wearing an old deadlift suit underneath my uniform that problem got easier, however it did restrict my legs, causing us to cut it off from the waist down. With the new improvised breast control system, I'm taking the win on this event too.

Totting up how I fair against the competition, I'm aiming for three wins, one win or second place, and a top 4 place for the anchor medley. That should give me first place trophy.

With no time to waste before my first lift I say bye to the team, stand on my tip toes to give Leo a hug and sprint off to the weights area to warm up.

My name is called by staff shortly after and they guide me to the arena door way. I hear the emcee call me up for the lift, and the arena erupts.

As I settle at the first deadlift bar, I glance up, and in the front row, my eyes are drawn to my friends, huddled together, fingers crossed and cheering me on. I sneak one last look at the door I just come through, and there's Leo, arms crossed leaning on the door frame. "You got this baby," he mouths as the countdown begins.

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"TIME TO... WIN OR DIE!"