It is 11:30 and the Twins have left my little bedroom above
Daisy Duke’s where I have rewarded them with a threesome after their latest
victory. Now it is just about time for
the last fight of the evening, so I go back downstairs to my ringside seat to
watch. I will spend the night with
whichever girl emerges victorious from this final bout of the day.
I get there just in time for the arrival of the first
fighter.
“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!
THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE FINAL FIGHT OF THE DAY!”
A small cheer goes up from the crowd. They know that I will be taking the victress
of this bout upstairs to my apartment for the night, and the action is bound to
get pretty nasty.
“NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE BLACK PANTIES…MELINDA!”
The petite short haired brunette strolls down the small aisle, stops to make
out with me for a few seconds, then climbs into the ring. The crowd boos her. She is a jobber and almost never wins a
fight. Unless her opponent is another
jobber such as Alyssa, Jeannie, or Geri, she is probably going to be leaving
the ring on a stretcher.
“MELINDA IS 18 YEARS OLD!
HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 2 WINS…37 LOSSES…AND 0 KILLS!!!”
“BOOO!!!!”
“SSSSSSSS!!!”
“YOU SUCK, BIMBO!”
The young brunette pays no attention to the taunts of the
crowd.
“AND NOW…APROACHING THE RING…IN THE LEOPARD PRINT PANTIES,
FISHNETS and COMBAT BOOTS….VALERIE!”
The crowd erupts in cheers and my pants tighten a bit as the
voluptuous raven haired brawler strolls quickly down the aisle towards the
ring. She pays no attention to me as she
climbs through the ropes, probably well aware of the fact that she is going to
quickly dispatch the younger fighter.
“VALERIE IS 18 YEARS OLD!
HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 9 WINS…1 LOSS AND 1 KILL!!!”
The cheering of the crowd intensifies. Valerie hasn’t been here that long but has
already made a decent impression. I have
to admit a small amount of admiration for Melinda, who doesn’t seem in the
slightest bit worried, though personally I suspect she is going to be
unconscious and bloody before too much more time elapses.
DING!
DING! DING!
The two fighters step out of their corners and begin to
circle. Melinda has her fists up, ready
to scrap, and Valerie has a smirk on her face as they make one full
rotation. Then…
THAP!!!
Valerie nails Melinda in the face with a jab. Blood sprays from the brunette’s face as she
is sent staggering back several steps.
Valerie steps forward and punches her in the gut, doubling her over.
THUD!!!
“OOF!!!” Melinda
bends forward, covering her belly, and Valerie grabs her by her hair, pulling
her back up.
“COME ON!
FIGHT!” She demands, then slaps
the brunette in the face.
CRACK!!!
Melinda stumbles back into the ropes, her arms
pinwheeling. She bounces off, stumbles
forward, and is met with the heel of Valerie’s boot right in her crotch.
PLUD!!!
“WHOULF!!!” Melinda
flops face first to the canvas. She lets out an anguished moan and frantically
begins to squirm away from her attacker, whimpering like a baby.
Valerie gives her a doggy style cunt punt that lifts her
pelvis into the air an drops it heavily to the canvas.
PLUD!!!
“GAAAHH!!! I GIVE I
GIVE I GIVE!” Melinda shrieks as she
reaches for the corner post, trying to pull herself away from her tormentor. Valerie walks up and stomps her in the back
of the head.
SPLAT!!!
Melinda is knocked out cold with her ass up in the air. Valerie raises her foot for another stomp.
DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!
The Warning Bell is rung frantically to stop the
assault. Valerie stops in mid stomp,
then turns and raises her arms in victory, not wanting to spend 5 years in prison
for a dirty kill of a worthless jobber.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….VALERIE!!!”
I take her upstairs to my little apartment. She is not even remotely satisfied from the
“fight” against Melinda and issues a challenge to an old enemy of hers, Raija.
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