“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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