You know you are outmatched.
Your heart is beating rapidly.
You are going to die.
“I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE I I GIVE!” You suddenly blurt out in terror. The crowd boos and hisses in response. You feel the mound of Beth’s crotch slide
across your belly as she climbs up onto the second rope. She cocks her fist. Beth is not going to show mercy. The crotch
of your panties turns warm and moist as you piss yourself in terror. You think of Ishmael, sitting at ring side
watching you piss yourself in your final moments. Beth punches you in the face
and the thought explodes into a shower of stars and glowing pulsating red.
PLAP!!!
Your legs jerk with the impact. She punches you again.
PLAP! Beth relaxes
slightly, drinking in the adulation of the crowd. She cocks her fist again. She’s TORTURING you! You just want it to end.
“Please…I give… I give… I give…”
“YOU’RE PATHETIC!” Beth howls and cocks her fist, letting
you see it clearly before plunging it once again into your face. After this just shattered images. Pulsating PAIN…twitching…Thudding. You’re aware of the crowds chants.
“BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH!”
And then everything blinks out.
Blackness….
DING!
DING! DING!
The three distinct tones of the Kill Bell ring out over the
audience and an eerie moment of silence ensues.
Beth immediately stops plunging her fist into the bloody pulp that was
so recently Harmony’s pretty face. She
lifts her head into the lights and poises her bloody fist over what’s left of
Harmony’s face, gasping in several sharp breaths which make her supple breasts
rise and fall. She has made another
kill.
Suddenly she dismounts her victim and leaves her draped
against the ropes while she parades around the ring, showing her muscles. Eventually she returns to her kill and yanks
the terrycloth green panties off the corpse to be added to her collection of trophies.
THE END
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