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You press your weight down into your opponent and begin wrapping your legs around her, trying to squeeze the life out of her. 

 

“OOOOOhhhhhhOOOOOOHHH!!!!” Beth’s moans of pain give you a little thrill of pleasure as your mound flattens hers.  You give her another squeeze.

 

“UUUUnnngggghhh…” Beth gurgles, but then she grabs your ponytail and gives it a SAVAGE tug backward.  You aren’t expecting it and you begin to slide off you straddling mount.

 

THUD!!!

 

She punches you in the face and you flop to the canvas.  Your back hits HARD and the wind is knocked out of you.

 

Beth looms over you.

 

PLUD!!!

 

The pain is unbearable, and you can’t breathe.  You make a weak attempt to roll over, thoughts of escape are the only thing on your mind, but Beth is crouching over you.  She slaps you.

 

CRACK!!!

 

“Come on bitch.  I came here to FIGHT!”  She yells.  Your arms and legs twitch weakly.  She grabs you by the ponytail and starts pulling you to your feet again. You piss your panties in fear. 

 

THUD!!!  She punches you in the gut.

 

“Oh god oh god oh god oh god…:  you whimper as she hauls you into the corner and spins your limp around so your back hits the turnbuckles with a thud.  She is setting you up for the kill!

 

“KILL HER! KILL HER! KILL HER! KILL HER!”  The bloodthirsty crowd chants. Beth punches you in the gut again.

 

THUD!!!  Any wind you had left is knocked out of you and panic begins to set in.  She places a foot on the bottom rope and begins to corner mount you.

 

“KILL HER! KILL HER! KILL HER! KILL HER!”  The crowd continues to chant.  Your arms and legs twitch weakly as you are pressed into the turnbuckles by Beth’s crotch.  She is on top of you now, securely pressed against your body.  She grabs you by the ponytail and lifts your face up towards her poised fist.

 

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!  She savagely begins drilling you in the face. 

 

THUD! THUD! THUD!

 

The lights go out.

 

Finally Beth stops drilling Harmony in the bloody ulo that was once her face.  Blood drips off the knuckles of her right fist as she looks out into the darkness surrounding the ring, where the frenzied spectators are chanting her name.

 

“BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH!”

 

She remains mounted over her dead and bloody victim for a few moments, her hardened nipples protruding out like lethal torpedoes, then finally she climbs down off the turnbuckle. She grabs Harmon’s head and gives her a little tug.   The raven haired girl’s limp body topples face first off the ropes and splatters on the canvas. 

 

PLUD!!! The ring gives a little shake from the impact of Harmony’s dead weight face planting to the ground.  Beth swiftly places a foot on the back of her victim and raises her arms, showing the cheering spectators (and Ishmael) her muscles.

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…WITH HER 100^th KILL…BETH!!!”

 

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