Sunday, July 19, 2020

9-17-2474 Penelope vs. Stephanie




“It’s MAIN EVENT TIME!!!”

The crowd goes wild, hoping a death match is about to be announced for the final bout at The Poison Lair tonight.  The last of the blood from the last fight has been mopped up and I have retaken my seat after rewarding the ecstatic winner.  It’s almost midnight so this is sure to be the last fight of the evening.  As usual I will go home with the victorious  fighter.  No death match has been announced for the night, though it is sometimes kept as a surprise.  However, when the Executioner does not climb into the ring to make the announcement for the final bout, it is a clear indication that tonight’s final match up will not be to the death.  Only the slightest groan of disappointment goes up from the bloodthirsty women filling the stands at The Poison Lair.  After all, even in a “non-death” match, at The Poison Lair, anything can happen. 

“NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE PINK PANTIES…PENELOPE!!!”

A explosive roar goes up from the crowd as the pig tailed blonde strolls nonchalantly down the aisle towards the ring.  She blows me a kiss and sways her hips seductively at me as she quickly hops under the bottom rope, rolls into the ring, hops back up to her feet and strolls over to her corner. 

“PENELOPE IS 26 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 135 WINS, 24 LOSSES AND 28 kills!”


The crowd gives the buxom blonde warrior another hearty roar of approval.  She licks her thick lips and gives me another wink.  I feel my manhood surge slightly in my pants.  I still don’t know who her opponent is going to be, but I’ve only seen Penelope lose a couple of fights.  There are very few here who are a match for her ferocity.


“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE GRAY PANTIES…STEPHANIE!!!”

A decent cheer goes up as the ginger haired brawler strolls quickly down the aisle.  She sees me sitting ringside and runs over to me. She turns her head to give Penelope a nasty sneer as she lifts a leg to mount my lap, then she turns in towards me, pressing her lips against mine as she smashes her crotch against my now completely erect penis.  It’s all I can do not to cum in my pants. 

“GET OFF HIM YOU SLUT!”  Penelope shrieks from her corner.  Stephanie kisses me a couple more seconds then pulls away and slowly rises over me, letting her erect nipples brush my jaw as she stands and turns.  Then she turns and climbs slowly into the ring, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on her opponent. 

“STEPHANIE IS 19 YEARS OLD!.  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 21 WINS…4 LOSSES AND 2 KILLS!!!”


It is clear Stephanie has a fan base in the stands as cheers and applause ring out.  She does have a decent record for a first year fighter.

“LADIES…AT THE SOUND OF THE BELL…….FIGHT!”  

Now the fighters have been announced and they are glaring at each other from their respective corners, waiting for the bell to ring.  The tension in the arena mounts.  Finally…

DING! DING! DING!

The two girls stride out of their corners towards the center of the ring, raising their fists up into boxing stance.  They circle slowly.  The familiar crowd chant starts.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

And quickly the girls each take a step forward and throw a couple jabs.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Stephanie is the first to be thrown back a little.  Blood drips down her chin and she wipes it off with the back of her arm while staring intently at her blonde foe.  She throws a right hook at the same time Penelope throws a right cross and they hit each other full force in the face.

CRACK!

Both girls stagger back from each other, spraying blood all over the canvas. 

“YEAH!!!”

“KILL THAT BITCH!  GET HER! GET HER!”

They quickly move back in and another flurry of punches explodes. 

THUD! THUD! THUD!

“UNGH!”  Stephanie throws a wild punch and Penelope suddenly scores a hard crotch kick with her right foot. 

PLUD!  Stephanie drops to her ass, moaning in pain and reaching for her wounded vagina.  Penelope immediately reaches down and yanks her up to her feet by the hair.  Stephanie punches her in the stomach as she comes up.  They then lock up in a bear hug.  They stumble about the ring, grasping each other by the hair and panties.  

Penelope slowly maneuvers them over to the ropes, halfway between the turnbuckles. 

CLUD!  She lifts a knee into Stephanie’s crotch and she almost flips over the top of the ropes, but Penelope grabs her by the crotch to keep her from going out of the ring.

“AIIIEEEE!!!”  Stephanie shrieks. 

Penelope then grab her head and suddenly hoists her up into the air.

SPLAT!!!  She body slams Stephanie onto her back in the middle of the ring.  The younger girl flops around a bit then Penelope stomps her in the crotch with a dull thud. 

“GAK!”  Stephanie spits out a gob of blood and rolls up into a ball.  Penelope slowly circles her wounded opponent, sneering down at her with contempt. 

“GET UP AND FIGHT!”  The blonde taunts, then gives her a soft kick in the crotch. As usual it is clear that the blonde brawler wants to drag this fight out for a while.  Stephanie is whimpering and moaning.  The blonde pig tailed fighter watches her as she feebly rolls onto her hands and knees and slowly starts to crawl towards the edge of the ring.

“GET HER PENELOPE!”

“END THAT BITCH! FINISH HER!”

Penelope follows slowly behind her as she agonizingly makes her way to the ropes, and as soon as Stephanie reaches out for the bottom rope, she reaches down and grabs her by the hair and waistband of her dark gray panties, then slowly pulls her up to her feet again.

“GLUK!”  Penelope’s eyes widen as Stephanie suddenly wraps her fingers around her long thin neck and begins to squeeze.  She feebly grabs at Stephanie’s hands.  The red head presses her body into the corner with her own body and places her right foot on the bottom rope, pinning her into the turnbuckles while strangling her throat.

“YOU GOT HER STEPHANIE!  CHOKE THAT CUNT!”

Penelope’s face is turning pink and she is gurgling and hacking.  She can’t pry Stephanie’s fingers off her throat.  Now Stephanie lifts her left foot up to the bottom rope.  She starts to raise her right foot up to the middle rope. She is going for a corner mount.  Stephanie starts to raise her left foot up to the middle rope.

PLUD!!!

Somehow Penelope finds the strength to lift her knee savagely up into Stephanie’s already wounded crotch. 

“OOOOhhhhh…”  Stephanie cries out, immediately releasing her grip on Penelope’s throat and falling all the way onto her back, hitting the canvas hard.  Penelope, barely conscious herself at this point, flops face first down on top of her.  Immediately the girls wrap their arms and legs around each other, trying to hold their hated enemy in close so as not to receive any further damage.  They grunt and moan to the delight of the bloodthirsty crowd and roll across the canvas, first one on top then the other. 

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

After a couple minutes Penelope is on top and has managed to gain a straddling crotch mount.  She cocks her fist back…

CRUNCH!!! She buries a punch into Stephanie’s face.  The red head lurches and goes limp.  She’s out.  Penelope sits there for a minute, gasping for air. 

“KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!”

Penelope slowly stands up over her knocked out opponent.  She walks a full circle around the spread eagled girl, then reaches down for her feet.  She drags her around the ring, stopping at the edge she knows I’m sitting at.  She leaves Stephanie near the edge of the ring with one leg draped lifelessly over the outside of the ring. 

“KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!”

Penelope lifts her right foot and presses it deep into Stephanie’s throat.  She grabs the top rope for leverage and leans her weight down onto Stephanie’s throat.  Suddenly Stephanie’s eyes open wide and she coughs up a fresh spray of blood. Her legs kick weakly.  After a full minute Penelope lets up her weight and Stephanie rolls out of the ring and lands with a nasty splat on the concrete ground outside.

“PEN-EL-O-PEE!  PEN-EL-O-PEE!  PEN-El-O-PEE!!!”

The crowd really wants to see a kill tonight but I doubt it’s going to happen and I don’t really want it to.  I’m pretty fond of Stephanie actually.  She’s a great fighter and a GREAT lay.  Penelope’s actually pretty boring comparatively, but to be honest, any girl who has just won a fight against another girl is a great lay.

Penelope climbs out of the ring and grabs Stephanie up by her hair and panties again, then rolls her lifelessly back onto the ring.  She climbs up the turnbuckle, all the way to the top rope, spreads her arms and leaps off…

“CLUD!!!”  Stephanie somehow lifts her knees up just as Penelope belly flops into her from the top rope.

“GUH!!!”  Penelope sputters and flops onto her back next to Stephanie.  She crumples into a ball, holding her wounded belly.  She’s had the wind knocked out of her.

Stephanie is still badly hurt.  She rolls away from Penelope onto her stomach, and starts trying to squirm towards the ropes.  Slowly she makes her way there, then agonizingly starts to pull herself up to her feet clinging desperately to the ropes.    She’s almost to her knees, pulling on the middle rope when Penelope manages to get up to her hands and knees and starts crawling towards Stephanie, a look of sheer hatred on her face. 

Stephanie reaches for the top rope.  Suddenly Penelope is there, curling her fingers into the waistband of the red head’s panties from behind.  Then she has her hair.  She pulls back.  Stephanie drops off the ropes and Penelope has her in a choke hold from behind.  The blonde fighter starts to stand up, dragging Stephanie up with her.

“YOU”RE FINISHED YOU NASTY SLUT!”  She shrieks. 

THUD! 

Suddenly Stephanie stomps hard with her heel down onto the top of Penelope’s bare foot. 

“ACK!!!”  Penelope immediately releases her grip and falls to her ass while Stephanie falls face first to the canvas.  Penelope is massaging her wounded foot and Stephanie is again attempting to squirm away. 

“BITCH!!!”  Penelope screams and crawls over Stephanie, she raises up over her head and suddenly crotch drops onto the back of her skull, driving her face into the canvas. 

PLUD!

Stephanie’s legs stiffen then go limp.  She’s out again.  Penelope rests on the back of her head for a couple seconds, gasping for air and regarding the excited spectators around the ring.  After a few seconds she stands up, flips Stephanie over onto her back with a solid kick to the rib cage…raises her foot…

SPLAT!!! and stomps Stephanie in the face.  Her body twitches and goes limp.  She’s in trouble.  Penelope could easily kill her, but at this point it would be considered a dirty kill and she will go to Prison for five years.  She lifts her foot again.

PLUD!!! Right in Stephanie’s crotch.  Again her body twitches then falls limp.  Penelope raises her heel.

SPLAT!!!  Her face again, splattering fresh blood in every direction on the canvas.  She raises her foot and…

Places it on Stephanie’s neck.  She raises her fists.

DING! DING! DING!



“WE HAVE A WINNER!  PENELOPE!”

The crowd cheers as I climb into the ring to reward the victor of the fight.  We make out for some time while she holds her foot on Stephanie’s neck, then as soon as we climb out of the ring and head towards the Trophy Room two white clad mat girls run in and drag Stephanie off for medical service.  She’s probably not going to be fighting again for a long time. 

We fuck in the Trophy Room and head for her apartment.  She issues a challenge to Amanda for a bedroom fight.  In spite of her exhaustion, she just has to prove her superiority over another woman in front of me in her bedroom and she's been ITCHING to get her hands on the older woman for a long time now. 


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