By the time I get back to ringside they have cleaned up the
blood from the nasty fist fight between Noelle and Miranda, and are about to
begin announcing the next fighters. I
get another Whiskey Sour and settle into my chair.
“NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE PINK AND GRAY STRIPED
PANTIES AND PINK SOCKS….KAYLA!”
A cheer goes up from the crowd as the young fighter marches
down the aisle and plants herself in my lap, wrapping her legs around me as she
issues me to the delight of the spectators.
She dismounts me without a word and hops into the ring, taking her place
in her corner where she begins stretching against the ropes.
“KAYLA IS 18 YEARS OLD!
HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 18 WINS…8 LOSSES…AND 2 KILLS!”
“AND NOW…APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE BLACK PANTIES AND
MATCHING WRESTLING BOOTS….NATALIE!”
A HUGE cheer goes up and Kayla simply sneers with visible
contempt as the blonde fighter strolls slowly down the small aisle. She walks over to me, but instead of climbing
into my lap she reaches out for my hand and then pulls me up to her, pressing
her almost naked body against me and giving my neck and collar bone a little
suckle before pushing me away and climbing into the ring.
“Keep it hard for me while I take out the trash, baby!” She purrs as she climbs through the ropes and
goes towards her corner. Kayla continues
to glare at her.
“NATALE IS 23 YEARS OLD!
HER OC RECORD STANDS AT 87 WINS…12 LOSSES…AND 16 KILLS!!!”
Quickly the two fighters step into the center of the ring
and begin trading punches while the crowd roars it’s approval.
Blood sprinkles the air and it seems like a pretty even
brawl but then Natalie brings her knee up into Kayla’s crotch.
PLAP!!!
“GLOURF!!!” Kayla
spews a fine mist of blood from her mouth with the devastating impact. She starts to stagger backward but Natalie
grabs her by a pig tail and runs her over to one of the turnbuckles.
SPLAT!!!
She slams Kayla’s face into the brown sand filled bag and
lets her flop onto her back with a loud thud.
Her body lurches a couple times and goes limp. Natalie has knocked her out! The blonde warrior slowly begins to circle
her prey, taking a minute to wipe a bit of blood off her mouth. She looks at it a with an expression that
indicates this is the first moment she realizes her opponent has drawn blood. She raises her foot high and stomps Kayla in
the crotch.
THUD!
The brunette’s body lurches violently and she is woken from
her slumber. She just manages to turn
over onto her belly before puking all over the canvas.
“BLEAARGH!!”
She starts to squirm away but Natalie snatches her by the
pigtail again and starts to drag her to her feet. Kayla sobs in agony and suddenly lunges
forward,, wrapping her arms around her attacker. She grabs Natalie’s hair and waistband and
tugs, desperately trying to damage her any way she can.
“GET OFF ME SLUT!” Natalie screams and gives Kayla another
bump to the crotch with her knee.
PLUD!
“WHOULF!!!” Again
Kayla sprays blood from her mouth and staggers back, doubling over to protect
her ravaged womanhood. Natalie lets her
stumble back into the ropes, which keep her from falling. Kayla relaxes against the rough hemp ropes
and moans in pain. Natalie takes a few
seconds to adjust the waistband of her black cotton fighting panties. Then she moves in for the finish…
THRACK!!!
Nobody sees the kick coming.
Natalie staggers back, her arms pinwheel, blood dripping from her mouth
and nose. She drops to her butt. Kayla drops to her hands and knees in front
of her and starts to scramble forward, sensing her shot at victory.
“DID YOU LIKE THAT WHORE!”
She bellows and scrambles forward while a stunned looking Natalie scoots
back on her butt. Kayla looks furious.
“I’M GONNA FUCK YOU U-GAAAK!” She punctuates her sentence with a short
croak of agonized terror as Natalie suddenly clamps her calves around the
brunette’s neck. Kayla flops to her
belly. She grabs at Natalie’s booted
feet uselessly. Her legs kick and writhe
across the canvas. She’s in trouble!
Natalie squeezes. Kayla’s legs stiffen a couple times then
splay out lifelessly across the canvas.
She is out cold again! Natalie
holds the neck scissors dangerously long, then finally spreads her legs,
letting Kayla’s face flop to the canvas with a small thud. She scoots back a few feet on her butt, sucks
in a few deep breaths, then stands up menacingly over her helpless foe. She circles her slowly.
“FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP!” The crowd chants sadistically.
PLUD!!! Natalie gives Kayla a SAVAGE doggy style cunt punt
that flips the unconscious girl’s pelvis up and back down with another
thud. Her body gives a little twitch
but she remains otherwise unresponsive.
Natalie circles. She stomps her
on the back of the head and a fresh splatter of blood sprays the canvas.
DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!
Natalie walks another slow circle around her face down
opponent while the Warning Bell is frantically sounded. Kayla is in trouble and needs immediate
medical attention. Natalie strikes her
victory pose.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…..NATALIE!”
The crowd roars it’s approval as Natalie holds her foot
o=down on the back of the face down spread eagled Kayla for a few seconds, then
steps off and vaults herself over the top rope of the ring, landing on the
ground with a heavy thud. She steps over
to me and again pulls me up to her by the hand.
“Let’s go fuck.” She says
as she leads me up the stairs to my little apartment above the small fighting
venue and pub. Two Mat Girls hurriedly
rush the limp Jayla out the door where she will be rushed to the nearest med
center.
A well positioned and executed cxnt punt must be very satisfying to the winner. It humiliates the loser while inflicting tremendous pain. The fans, including potential challengers, clearly see which fighter is the superior woman. I enjoy how you promote the use of twat savaging as a fighting tactic to the ladies who review your art. Rick
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