I decide to start my day off at The Junior Fight Ring, so
after breakfast, I get there right as they open the doors. As usual the management is quite pleased to
see me and escorts me to my private ring side lounge chair.
I relax with my cocktail for a half an hour while the venue
fills up around me. Word that I am in
attendance got out quickly as always and my usual entourage of female fight
spectators have crowded through the doors until the venue is sold out to capacity. Shortly before 9:00 am, the loudspeaker crackles
to life, to the delight of the anxious fight fans.
“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!
WELCOME TO THE JUNIOR FIGHT RING!”
A cheer goes up from the audience.
“NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE LIGHT BLUE PANTIES WITH
DARK BLUE SPECKLING….GLORIA!!!”
“BOOOOOOO!!!!”
“YOU SUCK BITCH!!!”
The young pig tailed brunette seems totally unaffected by
the boos and jeers greeting her from the audience and strolls leisurely down
the aisle, until she sees me sitting in my ringside seat, at which point she
jogs over and hops into my lap, wrapping her arms and legs around me as she
kisses me.
“Mmmmmmm….you came to watch me win another fight!” She whispers in my ear, even though the last
time I was here she got utterly DESTROYED by Heather. She
seems unusually keyed up and I have a sneaking suspicion she might be riding a
Stim high, which the JFR is notoriously lax about scanning for. After a quick
make out session she dismounts me and climbs into the ring, seeming to bask in
the sneers and jeers of the crowd as she makes her way to her corner.
“GLORIA IS
20 YEARS OLD! HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT
43 WINS, 34 LOSSES AND 2 KILLS!!!”
“YOU SHOULD
STAY HOME YOU WORTHLESS SLUT!!!”
“BOOOOOO!!!!”
Gloria
simply adjusts the waistband of her panties as she waits for her opponent to be
announced.
“AND NOW…APPROACHING
THE RING….IN THE YELLOW AND GRAY STRIPED PANTIES…..REBA!!!”
A loud cheer
bursts from the crowd as the red haired fighter walks confidently down the
aisle. She walks over to me, kisses me
and says “I’m going to fuck you so hard after I have wasted this little tramp”
and then hops up into the ring, bouncing up and down on her heels in her corner
as she anxiously awaits the ringing of the bell.
“REBA IS 23
YEARS OLD! HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 149
WINS…52 LOSSES…and 8 KILLS!!!”
Reba raises
her hands and does a full turn as the crowd chants her name.
“REBA! REBA!
REBA! REBA! REBA!” There’s no doubt who
the favorite is in this match up. Gloria
just glares at Reba from her corner, as she also hops up and down, shaking her
hands out, anxious to get down to business.
DING!
DING! DING!
Immediately the two women rush out of their corners and meet
in the center of the ring with their fists up.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
They go at it toe to toe, trading punches in a furious fist
fight that makes the crowd go crazy. Gloria
is really holding her own and neither of them shies away from the hits they are
taking.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
“GUNGHHH!!!” Surprisingly Reba is the first to cry out in
pain and she stumbles back a couple steps, blood dripping from her nose. Gloria looks almost unphased, takes a little
hop and suddenly swings her right foot high in the air, connecting with Reba’s
chin.
CRACK!!!! The red
haired fighter spits a spray of bright crimson up into the lights as her head
is thrown back from the impressive force of the high kick. The crowd watches in stunned silence as she
staggers back a few steps, her eyes roll up and she flops face first to the
canvas with a loud ring shaking thud.
Gloria sucks in deep gasps of air as she circles her downed
opponent. She makes one full rotation
then reaches down and grabs her ponytail, yanking her slowly to her feet. She gives her a couple sharp face slaps as she
drags her up.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
“COME ON! LET’S
FIGHT!” Gloria yells and gives her a couple more slaps.
CRACK! CRACK!
Reba coughs up a fresh spray of blood at which point Gloria
finally releases her ponytail. Reba
stumbles around on rubbery legs, shaking her head. Gloria dances around in front of her, shaking
her fists.
“COME ON! FIGHT!” She pleads, then gives Reba another quick
slap to the face.
CRACK!
Reba finally seems to come around. She lets out a howl of rage and lunges
forward, at which point Gloria does the same and their bodies slap together
belly to belly. They immediately reach
up and grab each other by the hair.
“UUNNNGGGHHHH!”
“OOOohhhhhhhhOOOO!!”
“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!”
The sensual sounds of their desperate moans and groans fill
the air as the crowd warms back up to the fight. Everyone expected this to be a quick beat
down of Gloria, much like what happened the last time she was seen here, but
this has been the exact opposite so far.
“GUH!” Gloria takes a
knee to the crotch, but the force of it is muted by the fact that their bodies
are so tightly locked together. They
stumble around together, wavering all over the ring.
“UNGH!!” Rita takes a
knee to the crotch.
“OOF!!!” Gloria takes
a knee to the crotch and both fighters drop to their butts with a heavy
thud. They moan loudly as they grasp each other
around the waists, each of them gasping loudly as they try to catch their breath.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” The crowd chants methodically.
“GLURK!!!” Suddenly
they each grab each other around the throats.
Now it’s a strangling contest.
They spit and cough, crotches grinding together as they squeeze each
other’s throats with all their might.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” The crowd continues their chant.
“GUK!!!” Gloria spits
up a fresh spray of bloody spittle. Rita
senses impending victory and arches her back, trying to get up on Gloria’s body
a little higher, looking for leverage.
“GET HER RITA! GET
HER!!!” Someone shouts. It looks like Gloria is weakening.
THUD!!! Suddenly Gloria topples backward, bringing Rita down
with her, but as soon as they hit the canvas the pig tailed girl rolls over and
finds herself on top of her opponent.
She quickly cocks her fist.
CRUNCH!!! And scores a nasty shot right into the bridge of
Rita’s nose, shattering it audibly. The noise
of the crowd drops again with a low groan.
Gloria excitedly scoots up Rita’s body, getting a firm straddle mount
across her belly. She readies her
fists.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
With both fists the young woman pounds away at the red
haired fighter’s face, mangling it beyond recognition and spraying blood all
over the canvas.
DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!
The warning bell is rung!
The fight is over! It takes a
couple seconds for the crowd to react, but suddenly everyone is cheering for
the young pig tailed brawler, apparently having completely forgotten their previous
allegiance to Reba. Gloria sits there
straddling her foe’s belly, beaming with pride and excitement, her perky
breasts rising and falling as she pants for air. She actually
seems a little surprised by her own victory.
After a few long moments of catching her breath, she raises her fists in
the standard victory salute.
DING!
DING! DING!
“HERE IS YOUR WINNER……GLORIA!!!”
The victorious brunette girl smiles at me, still straddling
her vanquished opponent.
“I WON BABY!!! I WON THE FIGHT!!!”
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