Penelope has never been one to tolerate another girl wearing
the exact same pink cotton panties that she wears, and I knew it was only a
matter of time before she would challenge Beth to a death match. Tonight is the night, so I decide to close my evening out at
The Poison Lair. I will go home with
whichever of these blonde brawlers emerges victorious from this fight to the
death! The Executioner climbs through
the ropes with her megaphone.
The crowd roars it’s approval, as if there was any
doubt.
“NOW APPROACHING THE RING….IN THE PINK PANTIES…..BETH!!!”
The crowd erupts into a frenzy as the blonde pony tailed
fighter calmly strolls down the aisle towards the squared circle. She winks at
me before she climbs into the ring, but she never takes the time for a warm up
make out session with me.
“BETH IS 18 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 5 WINS….0 LOSSES…AND 3 KILLS!!!”
The crowd cheers loudly.
Beth has really made an impression in the city in her short time here. I have to say I’m not sure about her chances
against Penelope. Aside from Ewyn, there
is nobody tougher in the city than the pig tailed blonde Beth is about to
fight.
“AND NOW…..APPROACHING THE RING….ALSO IN PINK PANTIES…..PENELOPE!!!”
The crowd seems to have just as much enthusiasm for Penelope
as they did for Beth. The pig tailed
fighter quickly walks down the aisle.
“I’M GOING TO FUCK YOU UP!!!” She yells at Beth as she makes her way
towards the ring. Unlike Beth, she does
stop for a make out session with me, straddling me in my chair and dry humping
me as we lock lips. I almost cum in my
pants but Penelope dismounts me at just the right moment.
“This won’t take long baby, keep my trophy hard for me!” She quickly rolls under the bottom rope and
springs to her feet, hopping up and down on the heels of her feet as she waits
for the rest of her introduction.
“PENELOPE IS 27 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 279 WINS…57 LOSSES…AND 42 KILLS!!!”
The crowd roars it’s approval. Penelope has been in the city for a long time
and has an impressive record to show for it.
Having slept in her bed on several occasions I happen to know she has a
lot more than 42 pairs of panties tacked up to the walls in her bedroom, as she
loves fighting in the Outer City just as much as the Inner City.
“LADIES….APPROACH THE CENTER OF THE RING! STAND BREAST TO BREAST! NO ATTACKS!!!”
Silently the two blonde brawlers stride towards each other
and press their hardened nipples together.
“THIS IS A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!!! DO YOU BOTH AGREE TO THIS MATCH?”
“YES!” Beth and
Penelope respond.
“RETURN TO YOUR CORNERS!
WHEN THE BELL RINGS……….FIGHT!”
With this the two fighters turn around and go back to their
corners. The Executioner climbs out of
the ring. Tension in the packed arena
builds.
DING!
DING! DING!
Beth and Penelope step out of their respective corners. They stride towards the center of the ring,
where they slowly and cautiously begin to circle, arms at their sides. One carefully placed bare foot at a time the
two young ladies rotate around each other, eyeing one another up and down.
“NOBODY wears the dame panties as me bitch! You are fucking DONE FOR!” Penelope howls. Beth remains silent as always. Suddenly they raise their fits and move in.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
A quick flurry of punches and Penelope is staggering
backwards, blood gushing from her nose.
Beth seems unphased. She steps
forward towards the wobbly kneed Penelope.
THUD!!! She gives Penelope a SAVAGE kick to the crotch.
“GURK!!!” envelope winces
in pain and drops to her knees. Beth steps
forward, grabs one pig tail and hold her up by it, cocking her fist.
THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP!
Blood peppers the canvas as Beth administers a nasty face
pounding that destroys Penelope’s pretty features within seconds. After several blows Beth pauses for a second,
regarding the whimpering girl she is holding up by one pig tail, waves her fist
a second, then plunges it into Penelope’s face yet again.
SPLAT!!! Another punch and then she allows Penelope to flop
face first to the canvas, her butt up in the air. Slowly Beth stalks a circle around her
victim, while the crowd chants her name.
“BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH!”
The pony tailed young girl walks a full circle around her
victim, then raises one foot high over the back of her head.
THUD!!!!! A fresh
splatter of blood is added to the giant puddle already spreading out in front
of Penelope’s mangled face. Beth raises
her foot again.
THUD!!! The whole
ring shakes from the violent impact.
Beth suddenly drops down, straddling Penelope at the neck. She holds the unconscious girl’s head up by
one pig tail and starts drilling her in the face with her other fist.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
DING!
DING! DING! DING! DING!
“WE HAVE A WINNER!!!”
The crowd explodes. Beth stands calmly
up over her victim and places a foot on the back of her head before raising her
fists in the air. The Executioner climbs
back into the ring and holds one of Beth’s hands aloft.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….WITH HER 4th KILL…..BETH!!!”
I climb into the ring to kiss the winner. Beth wraps her arms around me tight and
presses her crotch against me as we make out to the delight of the
spectators. After several minutes of
this she yanks Penelope’s panties off and we leave the arena.
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I love this one, a deathmatch because one girl is bad someone else is wearing HER panties and then she ends up paying the price for her pettiness. very sexy
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