I decide to stop
into Daisy Duke’s after dinner. When I
walk in they are just finishing mopping a pool of blood out of the ring from
the last fight, and as usual once I walk in the door a throng of fight
spectators follows me in, filling the small fighting venue up to capacity
within minutes. The owner, always excited
to see me, runs over and asks me what I’ll be drinking tonight.
“Gin n Tonics” I
decide and she hustles off to get me my first beverage while I make my way over
to my reserved ring side seat. They don’t
waste a lot of time between bouts at Daisy Duke’s so it isn’t long before the
loudspeaker crackles into life and the crowd hushes ever so slightly in anticipation
of the announcements.
“NOW APPROACHING THE
RING….IN THE RED PANTIES…ANNETTE!!!”
The tall pig tailed
brunette strides through the small aisle from the rear entrance and climbs
through the ropes, stopping to give me a kiss before taking her spot in the
opposite corner of the small make shift fighting ring.
“ANNETTE IS 20 YEARS
OLD!!! HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 59 WINS,
27 LOSSES and 10 KILLS!!!”
Annette receives a
decent amount of cheers from the crowd.
“AND NOW APPROACHING
THE RING….IN THE ROSE COLORED PANTIES….HER OPPONENT…TIFFANY!!!”
My pants tighten a
little as the sexy Tiffany strolls down the aisle. She climbs into my lap and makes out with me
for a second before climbing into the ring.
Annette looks like she is going to charge out of her corner at her, but
refrains, knowing she will be in trouble if she attacks her foe before the bell
is rung. Instead she just stretches out
against the ropes and glares icily at the former prostitute turned fighter. Tiffany returns the glare without any sign
that she is scared or impressed.
“TIFFANY IS 18 YEARS
OLD! HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 18 WINS, 7
LOSSES and 2 KILLS!!!”
DING! DING! DING!
Instantly the two
young women charge out of their corners and meet in the center of the small
ring.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
THUD! THUD!
“GAAAAHHHH!!!!” Annette screams as Tiffany ends the exchange
of punches by grabbing one of her pigtails and yanking her across the ring.
THAP!!! Savagely she slams Annette’s face into the
corner post. The brunette spits blood as
she flies backward from the impact.
Tiffany grabs her by the front of the panties and pulls her forward into
a belly punch.
THUD!!!
CRACK!!! Annette
swings her arms around and catches Tiffany in the side of the face with an open
handed slap that sends the girl tumbling into the ropes. Annette moves in quickly, kneeing her in the
crotch from behind.
THUD!!!
“WHOULF!!”” Tiffany
is nearly sent over the top rope from the blow but Annette grabs her by the
hair and panties and pulls her into the center of the ring maneuvering her into
a headlock.
“AIIIEEEEE!” Annette shrieks as Tiffany applies a nasty
crotch front to back crotch rake. She releases
the headlock and stumbles back a couple steps, rubbing her crotch. Tiffany steps back and catches her
breath. Now they start to slowly circle each other,
glaring into each other’s eyes with hatred and maybe a little bit of fear. This is clearly not going to be an easy fight
for either of them. After a couple slow
rotations they raise their fists and take some cautious steps toward each
other.
THUD!!! Annette starts off with a jab to Tiffany’s
gut, she immediately retaliates…
THUD!!! With a punch
to Annette’s stomach. They each suck in
a couple pained gasps of air, then move in again.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
THUD! After a quick barrage of face and
body blows Annette and Tiffany step forward and wrap their arms around each
other, pressing their sweaty bodies together to avoid taking any more blows.
“OOoooohhhhh…..I’m
gonna fuck you UP!!!” Tiffany moans.
“Uuuunnghhh…we’ll…ungh….see
about….ungh….THAT!!!” And suddenly they each
have handfuls of the others hair.
“UNGH!!!”
“ACK!!!”
“OOHHH!!!”
Savagely they yank
each other around the small fighting ring by the hair in a vicious stale mate. The crowd is going wild with anticipation.
“GET HER TIFFANY!!!”
“FUCK HER UP!!!”
“YEAH!!! FIGHT FIGHT
FIGHT!!!”
“GAWK!!!” Suddenly Tiffany’s eyes widen and she squawks
in surprised agony as Annette suddenly releases her hair and wraps her fingers
tight around her throat. Tiffany reaches
for her attacker’s hands and is forced back into the corner. Her face starts to turn red as she collapses
back against the corner post. Annette
places a foot on the bottom rope and presses forward, giving herself more
leverage. Tiffany is in trouble!
“COME ON BITCH!!!!
DIE!!!! DIE!!!” Annette screams. Tiffany is going limp.
“RAAAAAHHHH!!!” Annette suddenly releases her grip and howls
with triumph, allowing Tiffany to slump to her knees coughing. She could have easily finished her foe off
right then but apparently she is unsatisfied.
She stands there staring down at her weakened opponent with a sinister smile
on her face.
“Come on bitch…” she
finally says, reaching down for Tiffany’s dark brown hair. “Get up and FIGHT!!!” She slowly pulls the moaning Tiffany up to
her feet and pushes her back into the corner.
CRACK!!! Tiffany surprises everyone with a savage
haymaker that pops Annette right in the nose and sends the pig tailed brawler stumbling
back away, blood spraying the air from her nose. Tiffany steps toward her…hesitates…takes
another step. Annette is wobbly kneed,
but still standing, covering her bloodied face.
Tiffany watches her
carefully. She has a chance! She moves in for a kick to Annette’s crotch…
THAP!!! But Annette
catches her foot in mid air and stands there holding her leg up. Tiffany looks scared. She is trapped.
CLUD!!! And Annette
gives her a solid forward cunt punt that lifts Tiffany off her feet and drops
her to her knees.
“Ooohhhh….” Tiffany moans in pain as she drops to her
hands and knees in front of Annette. The
cocky brunette just sneers down at her with her hands on her hips.
“Come on get
up. GET UP!” She yells.
Tiffany coughs up a couple sprays of blood and starts getting to her
feet. Annette raises her fists, ready to
continue fighting.
“RAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Suddenly Tiffany howls with rage and tackles
Annette to the canvas with a loud thud.
The crowd cheers as the two young women grapple all over the ring. First Tiffany is on top, then Annette. Then Tiffany.
Then Annette. They tumble back
and forth across the small ring again and again as the crowd cheers them
on.
“GRRRRRR!!!” Tiffany growls as she spreads her legs apart,
poising them menacingly in preparation to apply a scissor hold on her enemy. Annette struggles back though and dives
forward. She catches Tiffany’s legs and holds them up useless with one hand
while reaching down and strangling her with the other.
“ACK!!! COUGH COUGH
COUGH!!” Tears again stream down Tiffany’s
reddening face as she is mercilessly choked.
This could be it for her.
“I’VE GOT YOU NOW
BITCH!!! I’VE GOT Y-”
THUD!!!
Suddenly Tiffany
manages to pull her legs free and gives Annette a kick to the face that sends
her toppling backward into the canvas.
Both girls roll over to their hands and knees and scramble quickly away
from each other. Annette grabs the ropes
and starts trying to pull herself to her feet.
Tiffany turns and watches her, then suddenly springs into action,
charging at Annette just before she manages to get to her feet.
PLUD!!! She starts
her attack with a knee into Annette’s crotch.
“OOohhhh…” Annette moans in pain and starts to double
over, but Tiffany quickly lifts her knee up again, this time flattening Annette’s
face and sending her flying back into the ropes.
“Ooooohhhhh….Oh god
oh god oh god”
CRACK!!! Tiffany
gives her a vicious face slap and lets her hang off the ropes for a second,
then gives her a quick cunt punt.
THUD!!! Annette starts to tip forward again and again
Tiffany sends her back into the ropes with a knee to the face. Annette hits the corner and slumps down. Tiffany moves in, grabbing her by the pig
tails and walking her out of the corner, across the canvas, and slams her face
down into the ring post on the opposite side of the canvas.
THUD!!! Annette drops to her knees, hanging against the
ropes, she pukes out onto the floor outside the ring.
CLUD!!! Another cunt
punt from behind makes her spit out another spray of crimson out into the delighted
spectators crowding around the squared circle.
Then Tiffany steps back, grabs her heels and mercilessly drags her out
of the corner to the center of the ring, where she lays face down, twitching
and lurching. Tiffany circles her once,
then raises her foot high above the back of her head…
THUD!!! The brutal stomp
puts Annette out for the count. Her body
lurches once then falls limp, legs spread apart wide. Tiffany places her foot on the back of the
beaten girl’s head and raises her fists.
DING! DING! DING!
“HERE IS YOUR WINNER….TIFFANY!!!”
I climb into the
ring and Tiffany pulls me in close for passionate
make out session while she still holds her foot firmly on the back of Annette’s
head. The crowd cheers and chants
Tiffany’s name. After several minutes of
this I help her through the ropes and up the stairs to my little loft above
Daisy Duke’s for victory sex. After I
have satisfied her it is clear she is spent from the brutal fight so I leave
her there to sleep in my bed and go down to check out another match.
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