Sunday, January 10, 2021

7-20-2475 Nicole vs. Rachel

 

Nicole vs. Rachel

(Round One.  Fight One)



PROLOGUE: THE TOURNAMENT: DAY ONE

On my way towards the Junior Fight Ring Doctor Green and I stop for breakfast at one of my favorite Inner City diners.  I will be spending the next coupe of weeks in a lavish hotel suite right near Downtown.   An epic tournament is starting today, and I have agreed to be the resident trophy fuck for the proceedings.

 


32 girls are signed up!  The first round is a two day affair to be held at The Junior Fight Ring.  8 fights per day.  The winner will be the first girl to pin the other to the canvas for a traditional 3 count pin.  OF course, the best way to ensure a pin is to knock the other girl unconscious first. 

 One city mod is on hand outside the ring.  She will enter the ring to prevent excessive violence (by Green Tower City standards that more or less means she will prevent anyone from being killed) and also to count out the loser once a pin has been applied.

 My hob is to take the winner of each fight into the Trophy Room for 30 minutes of celebration.  Afterwards they will return to their quarters and I will  go back to ringside for the next fight. 

 The losers are all eliminated from the tournament.  The winners move on to the next round.  (A series of boxing matches to be held at The Bout Barn.)

 At the end of the night.  Any of the 8 winners who are still capable of fighting are welcome to meet up for a Battle Royale at AmazonArena.  Whoever wins this brawl will get the honor of staying the night with me in my hotel suite.

 Tomorrow’s proceedings will be a repeat of today’s.  All 16 remaining girls will move on to Round Two, to be held in one week.




 MIDGE:  “Well it’s a sold out crowd here at the Junior Fight Ring for this first round of what promises to be a truly epic elimination tournament. “

 MADGE:  “That’s right, and we should be finding out who the first two combatants will be any minute.”

 (At that moment the lights go out and a cheer goes up from the crowd.)

 

“NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE BLACK PANTIES AND MATCHING THIGH HIGHS….NICOLE!”    

 

MIDGE:  “OOOOhhhh…This is a good start.  There really aren’t too many girls around the city that are much of a match for Nicole.”

 

MADGE:  “Indeed not, this could be a really good fight if she is being matched up with a good opponent. “

 

Nicole strolls confidently down the aisle, stops to kiss Ishmael, then climbs into the ring and goes to her corner.

 


“NICOLE IS 39 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 158 WINS…49 LOSSES…AND 38 KILLS!” 

 

MIDGE:  “That’s just her pro record.  Keep on mind  she seems to like making most of her kills at The Bloody Mattress, which isn’t even a pro venue.”

MADGE:  “Indeed Nicole has a lot more than 38 pairs of panties over her headboard t home.  We would have to aske Ishmael for the exact number.”

 

“AND NOW...APPROACHING THE RING….HER OPPONENT…IN THE RED PANTIES AND MATCHING WRESTLING BOOTS…RACHEL!”

 Many boos and hisses greet the young fighter as she trots down the aisle.

 

MADGE:  “Oh man… this bitch again?  Doesn’t she ever learn?”

 

Rachel walks quickly down the aisle and climbs into Ishmael’s lap for a quick crotch grinding  make out session.  Nicole just sneers down at her as she waits for the fight to begin.

 

“RACHEL IS 23 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 9 WINS…44 LOSSES….AND 1 KILL!”

 


MIDGE:  “I can’t believe that pathetic bitch even got one kill.”

 

MADGE:  “I know right.  How awful do you have to be to lose to Rachel?”

 

MIDGE:  “Nicole will mop the canvas with that girl.”

 

MADGE:  “You won’t get any bets out of me on this fight.”

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

MADGE: “Well the fight’s on!”

 


MADGE:  “They’re circling….they’re circling….AND THEY’VE LOCKED UP!!!”

 


THUD!

 

MIDGE: “OOOH WHAT A NASTY KICK TO THE CROTCH!”

 

MADGE:  “Rachel’s in trouble already.  She’s stumbling!  She’s in the ropes!  Nicole is on her! “

 

THUD!

 


MIDGE:  “OH A KNEE TO THE CROTCH!  RACHEL IS DOWN!”

 

MADGE:  “She’s on her knees.  She is begging.  Nicole has her by the bangs.  She’s cocking her fist.”

 


THUD!!!

 

MADGE:  “And there’s our first blood of the fight.  The crowd is cheering Nicole on.  They adore her!  She’s walking Rachel around the ring like a dog.  She is whimpering like a baby.”

 

MIDGE:  “She knows she is outmatched once again.  I honestly don’t know why these pathetic losers keep getting into the ring time and time again.

 

MADGE:  “We never really saw as much as this sort of thing before Ishmael arrived, and I have to say it can be entertaining to watch a jobber like Rachel just get thrashed by a veteran like Nicole.” 

 

THUD!!!

 

MADGE:  “OOH ANOTHER KNEE TO THE FACE!”

 

MIDGE:  “RACHEL IS ON HER BACK!”

 

MADGE:  “Ooh she is hurt BAD, Midge.  Her nose was already broken and Nicole just smashed her knee into it.  Look at her flopping about like a fish out of water.  She is in AGONY!”

 

MIDGE:  “And Nicole just circles her, patiently.  What a cool, calculated tormentor.”

 

MADGE:  Nicole loves to inflict pain.   She’s moving in on her now!  This could be it!  She’s got her in a headlock.  Rachel is kicking and squirming desperately.

 


MIDGE:  “It’s no use.  Nicole’s got her!”

 

THUD!

 


MADGE:  “ANOTHER PUNCH TO THE FACE!”

 

MIDGE: “Rachel is barely conscious.  Nicole is really working her over. 

 

THUD!

 

MADGE:  “Nicole is pulling her punches a little.  She wants to prolong the punishment.  The moderator is climbing up onto the apron to get a closer look.”

 

MIDGE:  “She’ll stop Nicole from killing Rachel but that’s about it.”

 

THUD!!!

 

MADGE:  “Oh THAT blow did it!  Rachel is out cold!”

 

THUD!!! 

 

MIDGE:  “Nicole’s let her flop to the canvas.  Rachel is completely limp.  Nicole is crawling around  her.  Circling her prey.  And…SHE’S HOOKING HER LEG!  THERE’S THE PIN!”

 


CITY MODERATOR:  “ONE…TWO…THREE…WE HAVE A WINNER!”

 

DING! DING! DING!

 


“THE WINNER OF THIIS FIGHT!  NICOLE!” 

 

MIDGE:  Well that wasn’t much of a start to this tournament, but we are just getting started after all.  Ishmael is entering the ring.   Nicole is pulling him in close to her while still holding her victory pose and the crowd is eating  it up.  Rachel’s body is giving a little twitch or a jerk every once in a while but otherwise she is completely limp.

 

MADGE:  “And there they go off to the Trophy Room.  Here come a couple mat girls to haul Rachel off to the hospital. 

 

MIDGE:  “She’s gonna be there for a while I think.” 

 

MADGE:  “Well sports fans.  We will be back in about half an hour for the next bout,  once Nicole has gotten her allotted time with Ishmael. 

 

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