Karen vs. Kimberly

The Debut

By galtmal

It had been a week since the double main event and neither Nadia nor Amanda said one word to me. It had been a week of nothing but the silent treatment. Amanda had since quit her job, mainly due to her needing to be off to heal from her most recent beating at the hands/belt of Nadia. Nadia had pre-arranged to have the next few days off following the bout and was back at the job on Tuesday morning, albeit a silent morning, at least towards me. Belinda lost her job for failing to show on Monday and Erica wore a lot of make-up to her classes at the university. I was at work but still feeling the effects of my involvement with the fighting hellcats. Things just didn’t seem to be going right for anyone. I found myself evaluating and going over some numbers trying to figure out how to make my little project work. The bouts had been great and the girls hadn’t complained about the money, yet, but I knew it wouldn’t be long, especially with several of them having difficulty maintaining their current jobs. I scheduled a meeting with all the fighters to discuss certain issues and address the current state of my small federation. If it hadn’t been for the meeting, I don’t think either of them would’ve spoken to me for who knows how long. Actually, the meeting proved to be quite civil amongst everyone and we addressed some issues that everyone seemed interested in and came up with some reasonable solutions to. It was decided upon that the stable of fighters was to be no more that sixteen, less was acceptable but no more than sixteen. One card would be held monthly with four bouts scheduled for each event. That meant eight of the girls would fight while the others would have the entire month off, or basically two months between fights. Almost like having two divisions of fighters, of course cross over bouts would leave less time between fights. Anyway, the girls could plan ahead and schedule appropriately at their official places of employment without losing their jobs, as well as having ample time to heal from any nasty fights in which they were involved. The cost of admission to the monthly events would be increased to a minimum of three hundred and fifty dollars per seat, sometimes varying depending upon the nature of the match ups and the ticket demand. This was sure to eliminate many who had attended each of the previous events. More than likely, this was probably going to limit a majority of the individuals to attend them every other month, but this was certain to open it up for those weren’t able to attend in the past. The fights would be graded on a 1 to 4 scale with the #1 bout being the featured fight on the card. The #4 bout would have a purse of $7,500 with the winner collecting $5,000 and the loser getting $2,500. Bout #3 would split a purse of $10,000, the winner getting $6,500, the loser $3,500. Bout #2 gets $15,000 with $9,500 going to the winner and the loser collecting $5,500 and the featured bout splits $20,000, $12,500 to the victor and $7,500 for the loser. This way, even if a fighter was in the #4 fight in each of her fights for the year and lost each one, she’d still walk away with $15,000 for the year. The ability to earn more was to be their motivating factor and they would have to fight their way up in the rankings. The point of the rankings was discussed at length but the majority voted that I would have complete control over the rankings. You know that point rankled some of the girls, and you can imagine what I was thinking when I insisted upon that clause. I had some contracts drawn up restricting them to fights only sanctioned and staged by me as the sole promoter, and included a clause in case any wealthy individual would pay huge bucks for a private fight that was not part of the regularly scheduled fights. The girls brought up the point of their nails, with them wanting to be able to wear them longer. They argued that their shortened nails were inflicting as much damage now as when they were longer, so it was it was decided to relax the rule with the provision that they weren’t filed into sharpened weapons. I also voiced my opinion regarding the levels of violence that had prevailed in a few of the fights recently and reverted to my original stance restricting blows to any part of the face. This did seem to get a rise out of a few of the girls but we reached an accord allowing it under certain circumstances, providing the bout was of a private or major bucks nature. A pretty good meeting if I say so myself. I wish I could say the same about my personal life. I wasn’t getting any action with my favorite ladies and it was killing me mentally, but things did seem to be looking good on the business end of things and I was quickly gaining the capital needed to purchase a few acres of land to construct my own arena.

Amanda had lost her job due to the nature of her wounds from her bout with Nadia and she had gotten into a heated argument with her boss during her termination. The words led to shoves and the girls almost got into it right then and there, but fortunately a co-worker stepped in and prevented the impromptu catfight. Amanda had worked there for about three months and I had heard her gripe about her boss in the past so it didn’t surprise me that they almost came to blows. Whereas Amanda got angry and vented about it, I sensed it as an opportunity and drove over and paid a visit to Amanda’s ex place of employment. Amanda had told me quite a bit about her and with my vivid imagination, I envisioned it as a possible future match up with an honest to goodness grudge, just like her feud with Nadia. Karen was everything that Amanda had told me about her, very pretty, beautiful actually, with big, stiff hair and a nice build about her. I introduced myself, invited her for a quick bite, and talked to her about two of her favorite subjects, herself, and her dislike for Amanda. Karen was dressed very nicely in a business suit, conservative, very particular with nothing out of place. Through our brief conversation, I could tell that she pretended to be something that she wasn’t, putting forth her best effort to camouflage whom the real Karen was. She told me that she was in excellent shape; not an exercise freak but she did attend a twice-weekly tae-boe workout, and kickboxing once a week with a trainer. I filled her in on my little federation and she wasn’t initially interested, but when I told her of the money available and that it was a cash and carry business, it seemed to strike a chord within her and she quickly became intrigued about the upcoming card. I asked her to stop by my office later that evening and I’d discuss it further with her and if she was truly interested, I’d see if we could work something out. I dropped her off at her office and then returned back to my daily grind. Later that evening she came by my office and I again covered in detail what she could be getting herself into, but she insisted that it was something she was absolutely certain she wanted to do. She said with that kind of money available for her to earn, she’d get in the ring with a wild animal. I assured her that she would be, but she was all for it. As we chatted l learned that she had come from a below average income area, she and her three sisters had grown up in a mobile home park living with her mother. Her father was an alcoholic that left home when she was five. She said she had grown up fighting in one form or another all her life and given the opportunity to earn some good money at it was fantastic. She told me that she was a thirty-five year old divorcee with a 15 year-old son. I asked her to undress so I could see what she would be displaying in the ring and she readily stripped down to her sexy lingerie. Damn, Amanda was right, she was built and would make a great new addition to my fighting femmes. She unhooked the front of her sexy white bra proudly displaying her generous breast flesh while telling me that her second husband had paid five thousand dollars so she could have these. I don’t know what they looked like before, but I had to say she got her five thousand dollars worth. I asked her to get dressed, sign the fighting contract and told her she’d be fighting in the #2 fight in three weeks. She came around the desk giving me a big hug and thanked me, and then left. She wasn’t muscular in appearance, but from the hug she gave me, she was stronger than she appeared. She’d need to be because she was going to be matched up against the Mistress of Darkness, Kimberly, in her fighting debut.

The three weeks seemed to drag on forever but we eventually made it to the Friday night fight card. Amanda and Nadia were still giving me the cold shoulder so the fighting is all I really had to look forward to. The first two bouts of the evening were quite good, very hard fought and entertaining. I was already soaked through as I was now seconding all the fighters in each and every bout. My limited but physical interaction with them was the only contact I was getting from the opposite sex, so fight night now took on an even greater importance in my life. Next up was the bout I was most anxious to see, Karen’s introduction into the world of ring catfighting. As was the norm, the temperature for the fights was perfect as it hit around the 110 mark beneath the bright lights illuminating the ring. The usual rules were to apply, a ring catfight fought within the 16X16 ring. Punching, pinching, scratching, kicking and kneeing were permitted, biting was not. Faces, necks, arms, hands and legs below the knee were off limits, all other body parts were fair game and subject to attack. The three judges would score the fight using the 25-point per round scoring system and the winner would be declared at the bouts conclusion by the points leader at the end of the twelfth and final round, or by a submission from the defeated fighter. Each round would last three minutes with a one-minute rest period between rounds. The crowd seemed to have enjoyed themselves thus far and I was experiencing some anxious moments hoping that this bout would not be a let down. Anxious or not, I climbed up into the ring for it was time to bring out the fighters for the next bout.

First to make her way to the ring was the Mistress of the Dark, Kimberly. She climbed up onto the canvas and through the ropes to the sounds of the cheering crowd. Kimberly for some reason had become sort of a fan favorite so the cheers were louder than normal. Kimberly made her way around the ring looking out into the crowd with a crazed look in her eye, which was part of her routine. She wore a black silk robe that hung about mid-thigh, about 4 – 5 inches above her knee. She had what I call the Egyptian cut, jet-black hair reaching down to the tops of her shoulders, looking like she was the Queen of the Nile, Cleopatra. She wore a heavy black eye shadow, eyeliner, and lipstick, truly the Mistress of the Dark look. She moved to her corner and disrobed revealing her fighting attire for this evenings fight. She chose a sexy satin ensemble that revealed much of her womanly assets. The satiny bra fit snugly to her beautiful chest as her white flesh strained to pop free. She had a demonic tattoo that was visible upon the flesh of her right breast, and another located on the back of her left shoulder. Her panty was a thong that barely covered the triangular patch of her pubic mound, with the panty line cut well below her navel. She like all my fighters had great legs with a nice pair of thighs. Fitting her profile, her fighting attire was black and looked perfect against the background of her sun sensitive skin. Kimberly stood 5”7 and weighed in for this evenings bout at 138 pounds. She was a twenty seven year old beauty that measured in with a healthy 35C – 23 – 36 to die for body. She could have been a beauty queen with her looks but she just had a penchant for the dark side of life and chose the lifestyle. She was the one fighter I didn’t really know much about her private life, but I knew she enjoyed participating in my little events and was happy to have her. Her record was five wins and three losses, two of her losses coming at the hands of Amanda, the other to Nadia in very competitive matches. She tossed her robe outside the ring and stepped back against the turnbuckle waiting for her opponent for tonight’s fight.

Next to make her way to the ring in her fighting debut was Karen. She hurriedly made her way into the ring beneath the ropes and bounced spryly around the ring, with all the energy expected of a first time fighter. She wore a white silk robe that hung just below the cheeks of her beautiful, tight ass. She didn’t have the big hair like the day I met with her, stiff and full of hair spray, this time it was feathered and straight, very limp looking as it draped down just below her shoulders. Most of her hair was a whitish bleach blonde, streaked down to the last quarter inch of her brunette roots. She was a thirty five year old stunner who stood 5”5 inches tall and weighed in for the bout at 129 pounds. She undid her robe revealing her sexy white fighting attire. It was a sexy model, no doubt from Victoria’s or Frederick’s. She wore a lacy panty that rode high on her hips and fit snugly to her ass and crotch. Her bra was a sexy lace and cotton number that looked as if it were custom made for her artificially enhanced breasts. It plunged low upon her chest with the sheer designer cups barely covering her nipples while revealing much of her well-tanned skin. Her whole body appeared to have a good tan, it too being artificial because of the wintry weather outside. Karen measured in with a beautiful 34D – 22 – 35 body. She had a pair of beautiful legs upon her with some great looking thighs. She tossed her robe through the ropes and headed to the center of the ring for the last minute instructions. Kimberly moved towards her and we were only about a minute away from the start. Kimberly was her usual wild looking self and Karen looked a little apprehensive and nervous. I examined both ladies nails and noted that they each had them painted to match their outfits. Karen’s were noticeably longer as she was new to the organization while Kimberly’s only had three weeks of growth upon them. In either case, both women it seemed would be able to do some serious damage with them if necessary. When finished I sent them back to their corners to await the bell to begin the fight. As I exited the ring, I told Karen to settle down and that everything would be all right. I don’t know if those words helped but we were about to find out as the bell rang to begin round one.

The bell rang to start round one and Karen was looking pretty as she stood in the corner with her arms extended along the top ropes. Kimberly moved quickly from her corner and engaged Karen before she could take two steps forward. Kimberly raised her right knee upward driving it hard against Karen’s tanned mid-section knocking her backward against the turnbuckle. Karen seemed quite surprised by Kimberly’s quickness and the blow stunned her and had her reaching up and grabbing hold of the top ropes. Kimberly moved forward driving her knee upward, crashing it back into the exposed tanned flesh of the belly and Karen wooofffed loudly while clutching onto the ropes. Kimberly thumped her knee hard against the belly for the third time and Karen took her right hand and reached down grabbing for her mid-section while bending over forward at the waist. Kimberly reached out grabbing Karen by her bleached hair and jerked her forward pulling her away from the ropes and launched her knee upward, driving it hard against her lower mid-section, thumping it into the upper section of the white panty. Karen made an ooofffing sound from the shot while dropping down onto her right knee. Kimberly dragged her onto her feet by the hair and then grabbed hold of her right wrist with both hands. Kimberly spun her around and launched her backward, slamming her up against the corner turnbuckle. Karen thudded hard into the corner and slowly collapsed downward toward the canvas. Kimberly helped her to her feet by the hair, grabbed her arm and sent her flying across the ring crashing into the turnbuckle in the far corner. Karen thudded hard against the turnbuckle and again slowly crumpled down to the mats surface. Kimberly reached down grabbing Karen by both sides of her scalp, lifted her up off the mat, and drove her knee upward, slamming it hard into the white material just below the panty line. Karen oooofffed loudly while dropping down onto her knees, grabbing and clutching at her aching lower belly. She pulled Karen onto her feet by the hair, led her across the ring to my corner, and leaned her backward against the ropes. I grabbed Karen by the hair and pulled her backward while Kimberly took and placed her arms across the ropes. Kimberly reached down pulling the center rope up and over the top, trapping Karen’s arms within them. Once she was firmly tied up, I released my hold upon her hair and backed away to catch the view of the action to occur next. Kimberly drew back her right fist and slammed it upward crashing against the bottom of the sexy white bra, smashing it against the bottom of Karen’s left tit. The fist thudded hard against the tit and the tit wobbled mightily, but certainly not as much as a natural breast. Again, Kimberly launched her right fist upward slamming it into the bottom of that $2,500 breast knocking it upward while exposing Karen’s left nipple. Karen had a light pinkish nipple, approximately the size of a nickel, surrounded by a pink areola, magnificently perched at the tip of her firm looking chest. The nipple was beginning to stiffen from the contact and rubbing against the material of the bra. Kimberly reached out grabbing the sexy bra and yanked downward allowing all of Karen’s breast meat to tumble out. Karen obviously went into the tanning salon topless because her entire breast was equally tan. Kimberly took aim with her right fist and slammed it forward crushing the left tit hard against the chest while Karen screamed out painfully from the force of the blow. Karen’s eyes were clenched tightly as she leaned backward, heavily against the ropes. Kimberly moved in towards her grabbing her by the hair and forced her to drop downward onto her knees. With a tight grip upon Karen’s wild streaked mane, Kimberly stepped forward thrusting her knee upward slamming it hard into the left orb upon Karen’s chest. The knee drove the tit meat backward against her chest and it quickly bounded out into its normal shape. That shot had Karen’s eyes watering as they quickly glazed over with a heavy liquid and welled up in the corners of her eyes. Kimberly lifted her knee again crushing it hard against the large tanned object causing Karen to scream out painfully. Time was winding down quickly and Kimberly continued to take aim upon the large, tanned object. Karen’s painful howl echoed throughout the small arena as Kimberly’s knee repeatedly smashed against her flesh, mashing it hard against her breastbone. Only seconds remained and Kimberly freed her from the ropes allowing her to tumble face first onto the mats surface. Karen hit the mat and rolled onto her back grabbing and cupping her throbbing left tit. Kimberly reached down grabbing Karen by her blonde locks pulling her onto her feet and sent her sprawling through the ropes and crashing to the floor outside the ring. Kimberly moved towards the ropes as the bell rang to end round one. She looked down outside the ring at Karen as she rolled around on the floor below and hollered out to her “Welcome to the big leagues, Blondie!”

Kimberly returned to her corner and began drinking down some cold water. She worked hard that round and she was already bathed with sweat. Karen slowly sat up, and with my assistance, made it up onto her feet and back into the ring. This couldn’t have been how she envisioned the start of her fighting career beginning. She covered up her breasts, gulped down some water and spit out the rest. She too had formed a fine sheen of sweat upon her voluptuous body from the intense heat within the ring. Her left breast showed signs of the beating she received as her well-tanned tit was darkened and had begun to show signs of bruising. She was ranting and talking to herself, cursing and criticizing herself for allowing the freaky looking bitch to wail on her like that. It was plain to see that she was mad at herself but evident she was psyching herself into being better prepared for the round two. She turned and faced the rings center as the bell rang to begin round two.

The bell rang to begin round two and Kimberly made her way across the ring to meet Karen before she could leave the corner. Karen crouched down into a defensive stance in the corner, but Kimberly leapt into the air and thrust her right foot forward driving the heel hard into Karen’s chest knocking her backward against the turnbuckle. The blow stunned Karen as it drove her backward as she reached out grabbing hold of the top ropes upon impact. Grabbing the ropes kept her on her feet but left her open and Kimberly quickly followed up with a hard foot thrusting against the mid-section just above the waistline of the white bikini panty. Karen oooofffed from the driving force of the foot as it sank deep into her belly flesh, causing her mouth to open wide and spray the air in front of her. Kimberly launched the foot again driving it deep into the tanned flesh above the panty, driving the air out from Karen’s lungs. Karen slumped down with her sweet behind plopping down upon the center turnbuckle while she still grasped hold of the top ropes. Kimberly thrust the heel of her right foot forward, again smashing deep into Karen’s belly forcing her to drop the rest of the way down onto the mat. Seated and gasping for air, she was painfully brought back onto her feet by the hair, hoisted high above Kimberly’s shoulder, and slammed hard onto the canvas, landing achingly upon her back. Karen thudded against the mats surface and was quickly yanked back up by the hair. Kimberly placed her right hand between Karen’s thighs and lifted her again, slamming her hard against the mats surface. Karen was gasping for air while grasping for the ache that tingled within her back. Kimberly knocked Karen over onto her side and quickly dropped down to the mat above her pained opponent. Kimberly grabbed Karen by her blondish locks placing her head between her thighs, jerking her head upward and forcing Karen’s face up towards her crotch while locking her legs together tightly at the ankles. Karen began kicking frantically as she felt the strength and power being generated upon her head by Kimberly’s thighs. She also seemed to be panicked as she felt her air supply being cutoff due to her nose and mouth being buried hard against the front of that sexy black panty. Karen thrashed and flopped around wildly and Kimberly viciously pulled upon Karen’s frosted mane, pulling her face up harder into her crotch. Karen’s cries were being devoured between those python-like thighs and you could really begin to see her belly rapidly rise and fall as she struggled to fight for air. Karen slapped her hands hard against Kimberly’s thighs in an attempt at freedom, but the blows had no effect whatsoever as Kimberly only increased the power upon Karen’s head. Karen continued to slap out striking her hands upon Kimberly’s thighs but the force of her blows was rapidly becoming weaker and weaker. Soon, she was no longer slapping at her opponent and her right hand came to rest upon the right thigh and remained there motionless. Kimberly unlocked her ankles and rolled Karen flat onto her back. She climbed up on top of her and grabbed Karen’s arms and hands, extending them above her head. Kimberly reached forward pinning them against the mat while moving her torso forward while grinding her crotch hard upon Karen’s face. Karen’s right leg kicked weakly as she lay trapped beneath her foe. The meat upon Karen’s thighs quaked and wobbled slightly as her feet pounded against the canvas. About a minute remained and Kimberly lifted herself off Karen’s face and shifted around, turning and facing the other direction, and then lowering herself down into a reverse face sit. Karen was quickly engulfed beneath Kimberly’s ass and thighs and Kimberly leaned forward moving her right hand down toward the white panty. Kimberly moved her hand beneath the bikini brief grabbing hold of the fur patch upon Karen’s pubic mound. Karen’s body movements became a bit livelier as she raised her right leg into the air and stomped her foot onto the mat. Again the meat upon her thigh shook so sexily when the foot impacted with the mat. Kimberly turned her hand right and left, pulling and twisting at the hairs on Karen’s pubic mound. Karen was seemingly overmatched as Kimberly ground her crotch forcefully upon Karen’s face while frantically working her hand upon Karen’s lower region. Karen’s body movements again died down as she was slowly suffocated beneath Kimberly’s sweaty crotch and ass. Time had quickly wound down and as Karen had just about become totally motionless, the bell rang signaling the end of the second round. Kimberly couldn’t resist and had to grind her crotch and ass hard across Karen’s face once more for good measure before climbing off her opponent.

Kimberly climbed up off Karen who lay upon the mat flat on her back, eyes closed tightly, coughing and gasping for air. Kimberly moved across the ring to her corner grabbing a water bottle and poured it upon her face and chest. The cool water saturated her breasts and lace bra causing her nipples to harden and jut outward into the soiled material. Kimberly reached for a towel and started to wipe down her body removing the moisture from her damp skin. Karen meanwhile rolled over onto her belly and tried to rise up off the canvas, but collapsed back down from a lack of strength. She rolled her head over resting her right cheek against the mat and again tried getting up onto her knees. She was bit more successful this time around but still appeared to be quite shaky and was rapidly swallowing air into her lungs. Kimberly tossed her towel aside and gulped down some water to cool her pipes. When finished, she tossed the bottle aside and turned to face the center of the ring as she looked upon her opponent still struggling down upon the mat. Karen still had the side of her face resting upon the mat as the bell rang to begin the third round.

The bell rang to begin round three and Kimberly moved quickly from her corner towards her opponent who was still bent over leaning against the canvas. Kimberly moved around to Karen’s left and punted her right foot upward crushing it against her left side near the ribs. Karen ooafffed loudly as the blow lifted her off her knees and sent her rolling over onto her back grasping at the pain that burned within her left side. Kimberly bent down grabbing Karen by the hair pulling her onto her feet and directed her head first through the ropes outside the ring and crashing to the floor below. Karen hit the hard flooring outside the ring and rolled around on her back still clutching at her rib cage. Kimberly slid beneath the ropes and approached Karen grabbing her by the wild looking mane and lifted her up onto her feet. Karen reached up with both hands for the burning pain that was searing through her scalp while Kimberly launched her knee upward crushing it against Karen’s exposed tummy. The knee hit her flesh just above the waistband of the panty, causing her to wooof painfully and fall backward against the edge of the ring. She hit the ring and extended her arms outward placing them upon the surface to prevent her from falling to the floor. She should have gone down because Kimberly immediately drove her knee upward slamming it hard into the white triangular patch covering her crotch. The blow thumped hard against the panty and Karen started to drop downward but was held up as Kimberly placed her hands beneath the pits of her arms. Kimberly barked at me to grab Karen’s hair, so I reached down and did so while lifting her upward towards me. Karen screamed out and reached for her head, as she was semi-lifted towards the ring, then unngghed painfully as Kimberly’s knee thudded hard between her thighs against her womanhood. Karen lowered her hands down between her legs to cover up and Kimberly immediately went for the sexy bra stretching the material outward allowing the breast meat to tumble out. I let go of her hair and Kimberly placed her right hand between Karen’s legs, raised her off her feet, and slammed her down hard onto the thinly carpeted floor. Karen hit the surface without give and moaned frightfully loud as she rolled onto her side reaching around for her back. Kimberly grabbed the bleached locks pulling her up and lifted her again, body slamming her into the hard surface. Karen smacked hard against the floor and wailed painfully as she was being dominated in the early rounds. She pulled Karen up onto her knees and backed her against the edge of the ring. She pulled her hair, positioned Karen’s neck up against the edge of the ring, and hollered at me to grab her hair and hold her there. Kimberly grabbed hold of the bottom rope and climbed up onto the rings apron. She eased her way down onto the rings apron, moved her legs around Karen’s neck, and slid forward, trapping Karen’s head between her thighs. She readjusted her position to where she was directly in front of Karen with her ass elevated above the floor while holding herself up through the use of the center rope. She slid her crotch up against Karen’s face while locking her ankles tightly together and began placing extreme pressure upon the sides of Karen’s skull as she crushed it between her awesome thighs. I released my grip upon her hair and Karen remained upright, pinned against the edge of the ring with her nose buried deep into Kimberly’s crotch. Karen kicked and flailed wildly as she was held pinned against the rings edge while being suffocated by Kimberly’s sweat-stenched crotch. Kimberly reached up grabbing hold of the top rope and pulled lifting her torso just above the rings surface while placing every ounce of energy into her crushing leg scissor. Only heavily muffled sounds were coming from Karen as they were effectively silenced between Kimberly’s thighs and crotch. Kimberly let go of the top rope and threw herself backward diving down towards the floor outside the ring. She extended her hands above her head to cushion herself as she hurtled head first towards the floor. As she went, she pulled Karen with her as she was tightly trapped between her thighs. Kimberly’s hands hit the floor to begin her roll and she continued down while flipping over onto her belly while pulling Karen along for the ride. Karen went flipping over, crashing hard into the floor while Kimberly maintained her crushing leg scissor. The crowd went nuts cheering that fantastic, athletic maneuver, as we had never witnessed something like that from Kimberly before. Kimberly rolled onto her right side and reached down grabbing the top of Karen’s wild mane and pulled, forcing Karen further up into her crotch. Time was winding down and Kimberly started to thrust her crotch hard upon Karen’s face, grinding and riding her like she was trying to break a wild stallion. Karen’s sounds continued to be drown out beneath the panty-covered crotch and she kicked and bucked like a wild horse, but she couldn’t free herself from the viselike hold. Kimberly was working her legs hard, grinding against Karen’s head when the bell rang ending the third round. Kimberly rolled over pulling Karen with her while taking an upper position and mounting Karen’s face. She pulled up on Karen’s hair forcing her face as deep as possible into the front of the black panty and ground her soiled panty against Karen’s nose before standing up and returning to her corner.

Kimberly walked around the ring to her corner and immediately began drenching herself with cold water, dumping it upon her head and chest. She was soaked with sweat from the powerful exhibition she was putting on. Karen lay on the floor upon her back with her chest rising and falling with every gasp of air she struggled to breathe in. She too was bathed in sweat and she had spent three rounds frantically struggling and trying to fight Kimberly off of her. I jumped down from the apron of the ring and offered a water bottle to her as she lay upon the floor. She didn’t respond as she continued to inhale and exhale deeply, gasping for air. I held the bottle above her squirting it upon her heaving naked chest and neck. Her body tensed as the cold water came into contact with her breasts. Slowly she sat up and ran her hands through her hair, pulling it back out of her face. Her face was red as red could be and perspiration rolled down her cheeks while dripping from her chin. She reached for the bottle, squirted it upon her face, and took some into her mouth. She soaked in as much as she could while trying to cool herself down when the bell rang to begin round four.

The bell rang to start the fourth round and Karen was still seated upon her backside down on the floor outside the ring. Kimberly made her way round and came up from behind grabbing Karen by her sweat-dampened locks. She pulled her up onto her feet and reached around locking her hands together just beneath Karen’s full, exposed bosom. Kimberly leaned back while lifting her into the air and forcefully crushing her backward against her. Karen moaned painfully as she felt Kimberly’s strength crushing against her ribs and lungs. Karen kicked out at the air in front of her as she tried to separate the hands that were crushing her. Kimberly continued to squeeze putting a lot of pressure into the reverse bear hug when she fell over forward, driving Karen face first into the floor while landing atop her. Karen was driven against the floor and crying out painfully at impact as she felt the full weight of her opponent crushing her into the carpet. Kimberly quickly got to her feet, grabbed Karen by the hair, and led her into the crowd. The crowd quickly scattered as Kimberly kicked away chairs while leading Karen to the rear of the arena. When she approached the wall, she grabbed Karen by the wrists pinning her hands behind her back. Kimberly grasped them and held them tightly behind her back and pushed forward, forcing Karen hard against the painted, concrete wall. Karen smacked hard against the surface with her full naked breasts receiving the brunt of the impact as they were mashed and flattened out upon contact. Karen yelped out in protest but was in no position to help herself. Kimberly pulled her away from the wall and directed her over toward the wooden beam structure that seemed to add décor to the wall. She pushed hard driving Karen’s right breast against the beam, mashing and flattening her breast against the rough wooden surface. Kimberly pushed and started working Karen’s breast across the beam causing Karen to scream out painfully from the rough breast torture. Karen was helpless as her beautifully tanned breast was roughly raked across the coarse surface of the wooden beam. Karen’s flesh and nipple were being severely abused against the abrasive surface and it wouldn’t be surprising if she came out of this with a splinter or two. Karen’s meat was raked back and forth, grinding against the wood, seriously abrading her gorgeous mound of flesh. Kimberly pulled her away, and then thrust herself forward driving Karen’s large breast against the beam. She pulled back and drove forward again forcing Karen hard into the beam. She briefly turned loose of Karen’s wrists and quickly grabbed Karen by the right wrist. She swung her around sending Karen flying and falling into the chairs, and then tumbling down onto the floor. Karen lay upon the floor amongst the chairs and Kimberly picked her way through and grabbed Karen by the hair and helped her onto her feet. She led Karen over towards the ring and threw her up onto the rings apron. Kimberly climbed up onto the apron and re-entered the ring. She bent down grabbing Karen by the hair and pulled her beneath the rope dragging her back into the ring. Now that they were back under the bright lights illuminating the ring, you could see that Karen’s right tit was extremely reddened and covered with scrape marks from the rough treatment she received. Karen’s nipple was dark and huge as it too showed the signs of being worked across the rough surface. She dragged Karen over to the corner, pulled her onto her feet, and shoved her backward into the turnbuckle. Kimberly took Karen’s arms draping them over the top rope to help support her, then took Karen’s right leg and lifted it placing it across the center rope. She then took the left and repeated the sequence leaving Karen hanging in the corner with her legs spread vulnerably apart. Less than a minute remained and Karen had already absorbed a great deal of punishment upon her chest, now it appeared as though she were about to suffer some crotch punishment. Kimberly was not about to disappoint as she took a step forward while lifting her right knee and driving it up hard into the white panty between the opened thighs. The knee seemed to explode as it thumped hard into the panty region between the legs. Karen moaned agonizingly loud as she felt the fierce pain cutting through her lower body. Karen and the ring ropes were rocked again as Kimberly delivered another vicious shot up between Karen’s legs. Karen looked whupped as she sat upon the center turnbuckle being held up by the pits of her arms and bends of her knees. With each thunderous blow the ropes rocked and the whitish bleached mane flew upward fully displaying the viciousness of the violent action taking place. The white panty was met full force as another knee thudded hard against the target causing Karen to wail painfully. Only seconds were remaining and Kimberly moved in close to the victim and reached down with the right hand grabbing hold of the front of the panty. She grabbed the front of the bikini bottom, bunched the material together, and lifted, forcing the panty up inside the crack of Karen’s womanhood. Karen gasped loudly as she felt the material cut up into her sensitive region. Kimberly yanked upward again driving the material upward, penetrating and digging deep inside her. Karen was definitely not a blonde beneath her panty as her long, dark pubic hairs were fully exposed as the material of her panty disappeared up inside her. Karen was neatly trimmed along the bikini lines but I was amazed at how hairy a bush she had between her legs. Karen continued moaning and gasping as Kimberly worked the panty deep inside her. The bell rang to end the fourth round and Kimberly didn’t let up as she forcefully worked the panty up inside of Karen. I waited to see what Kimberly was going to do and she showed no signs of stopping and continued grinding the panty, working it roughly back and forth across the insides of Karen’s pussy. I hollered out to her that the round was over and she backed away while staring sternly over at me. She quickly stepped forward rocking the ring and Karen one more time as she slammed her knee up into the uncovered crotch, then reached down grabbing a fistful of the long dark pubic hairs and viciously yanked on them, pulling hard, stretching out the skin before turning loose and returning to her corner across the ring.

Karen hung upon the ropes dripping with perspiration and bruised from the pummeling that Kimberly was dishing out to her. I couldn’t remember a bout starting so one-sided with one of the girls so dominant. She certainly wasn’t living up to any of the billing she had built herself up to. She moaned in agony as I lifted her right, then her left leg down from the center ropes. Her legs were silky smooth, obviously recently shaven and without any stubbles of any kind. They were nice feeling legs and were soaked with sweat. Across the ring Kimberly was squirting water onto her shoulders and back, then moving the bottle to her front side. Meanwhile Karen hung heavily upon the ropes in the corner leaving me to soak down her body with the cold water. I focused the majority of my attention upon her large breasts, and then aimed at her lower belly and crotch. I anxiously took her breasts and placed them back inside her sexy bra, one tit at a time. They too were drenched with water and sweat, and felt so nice and firm. She still labored heavily upon drawing some air into her lungs all the while with a pained expression upon her face. I dumped some water over the top of her wild looking mane and backed away as the bell rang to begin round five.

The bell rang to start round five and Karen struggled trying to lift herself up off the ropes. Kimberly meanwhile crossed the ring quickly and delivered a foot thrust catching Karen flush in the breadbasket. Karen uunngghhed loudly as the kick drove her backward into the turnbuckle where she grabbed hold of the top ropes. Kimberly thrust her foot forward again driving it deep into the upper portion of the white panty driving out what little air Karen had within her lungs. Karen valiantly remained on her feet clinging to the ropes, but was left open for the repeated foot thrusts crashing into her lower mid-section. After nailing her with ten vicious blows, Kimberly reached forward grabbing hold of the sweat-soaked mane on the front of Karen’s skull and pulled her from the corner. Dragging her by the hair, she led her once around the ring and sent her flying beneath the top rope and crashing to the floor outside the ring. Karen hit the floor hard and rolled over onto her back grabbing for her belly and tucking her knees up towards her stomach. Kimberly slid beneath the lower rope joining Karen outside the ring and once again grabbed hold of the drenched whitish mane pulling her up onto her feet. Kimberly stood her upright and then bent her over backward by pulling on the back of her bleached hair. As Karen reached up to relieve the painful burn on the back of her scalp, Kimberly shot her right fist forward slamming it just below the left breast, thumping it hard into Karen’s rib cage. Karen gasped as she felt the pain shoot through upper mid-section. Kimberly yanked backward with the left hand pulling Karen backward and shot another vicious right slamming into the rib cage. Karen moaned agonizingly long and loud from the blow and then caught a third solid fist flush on the ribs. Kimberly released her grip upon Karen’s hair allowing her to fall to the floor reaching and grabbing hold of her left side beneath her breast. Kimberly reached down grabbing Karen by the hair and pulled her forward forcing her up onto all fours. Kimberly had Karen by the hair with the left hand and reached down grabbing Karen’s left arm with her right and raised it upward extending it above her head. Karen was down on her knees with the palm of her right hand supporting her on the floor, and Kimberly punted her foot upward crushing it into the exposed left side of Karen’s ribs that had her screaming upon impact. She tried to roll away to her right, but Kimberly had a tight grip upon her and drove her right foot upward slamming it again into the exposed ribs. Karen screamed out in anguish from the painful blow, then cried out again as Kimberly’s foot exploded up into her ribs. Kimberly released her grip upon Karen and she immediately rolled over onto her right side clutching at her ribs as tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. Not wanting to give her any time to recover, Kimberly quickly moved towards her downed foe and grasped hold of the blonde locks yanking her victim back up onto her feet. She grabbed Karen by the left wrist and swung her around and sent her flying into the crowd as they quickly scattered, allowing her to tumble down into the chairs, and then falling down onto the floor. Unrelenting, Kimberly pursued her pulling her onto her feet by the hair and positioned her right hand down between Karen’s thighs. She lifted her high into the air and sent her spiraling downward, body slamming her down onto the metal chairs. Karen made a sickening scream as she hit awkwardly upon the chairs and fell over onto the floor. Kimberly grabbed her by the hair and hoisted her high above her head again before power driving her downward, smashing backward into the chairs. Karen lay in a heap down amongst the chairs on the receiving end of a brutal beating and Kimberly was grabbing hold of the blonde streaked mane to dish out some more. She pulled Karen up onto her feet and drilled her with a hard right fist, crushing her in the ribs just below the left breast. Karen unnnghhhed loudly from the punch as the force of the blow caused her to bend over forward and grab hold of the backrest of one of the chairs to stabilize herself. Kimberly grabbed the left wrist removing it from the chair and raised her right knee upward slamming it hard into the exposed rib cage driving Karen over sideways and crashing back down to the floor. Kimberly went down into the chairs after her and got down on the floor with Karen, grabbing her by the hair and tucking her head tightly between her thighs, forcing Karen’s face hard up into her crotch. Karen flailed and kicked her legs frantically as the aroma of Kimberly’s sweaty crotch overwhelmed her sense of smell. Kimberly locked her ankles tightly together and squeezed her thighs, applying some serious pressure upon Karen’s skull. What you could see of Karen’s face was turning a deep shade of red from the extreme pressure, and Kimberly had a firm grip upon the front of Karen’s scalp and was driving Karen’s face hard against her pussy. Kimberly yanked her head forward, eased up, and yanked again. She repeatedly yanked upon Karen’s hair pulling her into her as if she were fucking Karen’s face. Karen reached up and clawed at the front of Kimberly’s thighs as she tried to create some opening and free herself, but she was quickly weakening and was beginning to put up less of a struggle. Kimberly worked and ground her crotch upon Karen’s face for nearly a minute, but Karen received a temporary reprieve as the bell rang to end the fifth round.

The bell rang to end the fifth round but I sensed that it was going to mean little to the one-sided fight-taking place down on the floor. Kimberly unlocked her ankles and opened her legs allowing Karen to roll over onto her back and desperately gasp some much needed air into her lungs. Kimberly untangled her legs from Karen’s body and moved on top of her while planting her backside on Karen’s upper chest. She positioned Karen’s arms and pinned them beneath her knees leaving her helplessly trapped beneath her dominant opponent. Kimberly grabbed a two handed grip upon Karen’s hair and moved her lower body down onto Karen’s face, grinding her crotch across Karen’s nose and mouth. Karen kicked and stomped her feet onto the floor as she was being smothered beneath her relentless foe. Kimberly yanked upon her hair, lifting her head up off the floor and gyrated her hip hurriedly as she ground her crotch hard across Karen’s face. The meat upon Karen’s thighs quaked and wobbled with each stomp of her feet against the carpeted flooring. Kimberly really began to gyrate her hips faster and faster as I sensed she was beginning to get off from all the rubbing motion upon her crotch. The crowd was screaming with approval as Kimberly humped faster and faster upon her opponents face. I decided to inflict some of my powers and jumped down from the rings apron and went over and began lifting Kimberly off of Karen’s face. Kimberly tried to resist and the crowd hooted and hollered their disapproval, but I removed her from Karen’s body and pulled her away over towards the ring. Kimberly spat and cursed as I had evidently prevented her from gaining an orgasm, but I shielded her away and directed over to her corner to freshen up. Kimberly’s skin glistened with sweat as she retreated round the ring while grabbing a water bottle and dry towel. She quickly squirted the cold water upon her body and immediately started towel herself off. Karen meanwhile, remained on her back inhaling and exhaling like there was no tomorrow. Her large covered breasts heaved with each deep breath and she looked way to hot as her bruised body poured out sweat from the intense action. I went over to assist her to her feet and led her over to the rings edge. She bent forward while resting the side of her face against the mats apron as she continued to gulp down as much air as possible. I grabbed a bottle and started to soak down her backside while she tried to regain her senses. I asked her if she were ready to throw in the towel, but she indicated she was not by simple head movement. I moved the bottle towards her mouth and started to squeeze when the bell rang to signal the start of the sixth round.

The bell rang to start round six and neither woman was in the ring. Karen reached up with her right hand grabbing hold of the bottom rope and started pulling her way up when Kimberly made her way round and grabbed Karen by the back of her hair pulling her back down to the floor. Kimberly spun her around and whacked her sharply with a right fist against the left rib cage. A pained expression flashed across Karen’s face as she felt the fierce pain shoot through her bruised mid-section. Kimberly quickly followed up that blow with a second, and then a third as Karen staggered backward against the rings edge. Kimberly barked out instructions for me to grab and hold Karen’s arms and pin them behind her back. Doing so, I pressed my body up against Karen’s and locked her arms tightly while entangling them with mine. Kimberly stepped forward and lifted her right knee up high and hard delivering a crushing blow up near the rib cage beneath the left breast. Karen screamed painfully as I could feel her body tense up within my grasp. Karen let loose another painful yell as I felt the full force of the one hundred thirty eight pound hellcat thrust her knee upward and slam it hard against the ribs. Karen was in deep trouble and Kimberly was not about to let up. She stepped backward to size up her victim, then moved forward delivering an uppercut, driving the knuckles of her right fist up and into the bruised rib area on Karen’s left side. The fist thudded against the target and Karen woofed from the painful blow. Kimberly was fighting true to her nature and zeroing in repeatedly on the same target. Just as I could feel Karen relax her body, she quickly tensed up again as Kimberly slammed home another riveting blow up against the ribs. Karen was trying to lean over forward and was becoming heavier within my grasp as the blows were taking their toll upon our bleach haired beauty. Kimberly thudded her fist into the rib cage, then quickly followed with another, and then another before I lost my grip upon Karen’s sweat-dampened body and she sank downward to the seat of her sweet behind. Karen grabbed hold of her throbbing rib area and lay over backward flat upon the floor. Kimberly reached down grabbing hold of Karen’s wrists and pulled them upward away from her body. While holding her arms extended outward, Kimberly lifted and pounded the sole of her right foot hard onto the battered rib area. Karen’s eyes were filled with tears as she cried out painfully from the powerful stomp. Kimberly lifted her foot again and dropped it with authority just beneath the sexy cup covering Karen’s full left tit. Karen squealed out painfully while bringing her knees up into a fetal position it an attempt at covering up her damaged ribs. Kimberly turned loose of Karen’s wrists and moved overhead while dropping down towards the floor mounting her sobbing and teary-eyed victim. Kimberly adjusted Karen’s arms and pinned them beneath her knees while positioning her crotch up near Karen’s face. Kimberly reached down grabbing hold of Karen’s hair and lifted her head upward forcing Karen’s nose up into her crotch once again shutting off Karen’s air supply. Karen kicked and stomped her feet as Kimberly started to ride her face as if she were a wild bronco. Kimberly engulfed Karen’s head between her luscious thighs and ground her crotch hard upon Karen’s nose, mouth and chin. Hard and fast, she thrust herself back and forth, riding the face of her overmatched foe. Karen kicked and bucked, trying to unseat the woman humping and fucking her face, but Kimberly was overwhelming and was becoming delirious from the feeling she was feeling between her own legs. It was obvious she was tingling and feeling overly aroused as she ground upon her trapped opponent. Karen was making muffled sounds that were silenced beneath Kimberly damp, sweat soaked pussy and Kimberly was making the sounds of a woman sexually enjoying herself. It didn’t take long as it had been building for a couple of rounds, but Kimberly’s body stiffened as she pulled Karen’s head up hard and held it against her crotch as she climaxed, moaning loud and deep from the satisfying feeling that had taken over her body. Her body became stiff as she looked towards the heavens with her eyes clenched tightly shut. Slowly, she eased the tension from her body and then began thrusting hard upon Karen’s face to grasp the full effect of her orgasm. Just as she began to ride forcefully upon her opponents face, she let loose a frightful scream as she was unexpectedly met with the two-inch heel of a hard boot stomping into the flesh of her generous right breast. Kimberly was stunned and went flying off of Karen, tumbling over backward with a not quite fulfilled feeling between her thighs and a shot of pain burning in her right breast. Nadia appeared out of the shadows and drilled her solidly with the heel of her boot. The five foot five inch Queen of the Ring was dressed in a form fitting white cotton, short sleeve blouse that fully displayed her well endowed chest. The blouse had a plunging neckline, which allowed some cleavage and the well-tanned upper portion of her breasts to be visible. She had on a white bra beneath as you could see the strap on her right shoulder, but it did little in the coverage department, as her nipples were quite hard and protruded outward, poking out into the blouse. She wore a pair of tight fitting, faded blue jeans that appeared to have been painted on and accentuated her great looking ass and thighs, and of course, she wore the pair of two inch heeled brown boots that just delivered the savage blow to Kimberly’s chest. Nadia moved over to Kimberly who lay upon her back and rose her foot high into the air before slamming the heel down onto the firm, natural meat of the right breast. Nadia’s heel plowed deeply into the flesh, flattening it down to the breastbone causing the flesh to mushroom out beneath the heel. The pain was obvious from the hellacious scream that filled the hall. Nadia bent over grabbing hold of the black tresses and pulled Kimberly up into a seated position, then raised her leg, driving her blue-jean covered knee flush against the aching target causing Kimberly to scream out painfully. Nadia released her grip upon the hair allowing Kimberly to lay over backward and clutch hold of her aching tit. Nadia grabbed hold of Kimberly’s wrists and lifted them away from the breast, and positioned her foot atop the tit, plunging the heel hard against the flesh. The heel dug deep into the delicate skin, disappearing as if the beautiful mound of flesh had swallowed it. With the heel plunged deep, Nadia began to grind the heel hard, turning it left and right causing all sorts of discomfort for the screaming Kimberly, as she kicked and thrashed around on the floor. Nadia pulled upon her wrists, pulling and trying to lift her upper torso off the floor, but the body wouldn’t rise because of the grinding boot digging into the soft flesh, driving her back against the floor. The crowd was going nuts as no one foresaw this sudden turn of events. The round was winding down quickly, a far cry from where we were just over a minute ago. As relentless as Kimberly had been with Karen’s ribs and grinding her crotch upon Karen’s face, Nadia was now being just as brutal and focused as she worked her heel upon the tender flesh of Kimberly’s right breast. Kimberly wailed and howled as she felt the painful burn within the meat of her generous tit. The bell rang to end the sixth round and Nadia removed her heel from Kimberly’s tit. Still holding her victim by the wrists, Nadia spread Kimberly’s arms apart and delivered on final stomp upon the meat of the right tit flattening the breast against the chest causing Kimberly to howl agonizingly loud from the vicious stomp. Nadia walked away from her prone victim as she lay on her back thrashing around from side to side while cupping and squeezing upon her tortured and aching breast.

What a stunning turn of events as I certainly had no knowledge or even the slightest hint that she planned any type of interference in the match. Kimberly was in pain as she held and squeezed upon her painfully, fast bruising tit. Karen still lay upon the floor deeply inhaling air into her lungs, although she looked to be in much better shape than she had only minutes ago. As I gazed upon Karen and her heavenly heaving chest, Nadia returned and grabbed hold of Kimberly’s wrists removing them from her tit. Nadia moved quickly and started wrapping them up with tightly, binding them together with a roll of brown duct tape. I started to move towards her to stop her involvement, but she cast a look my way that told me I had better not come near or I’d be sorry that I did. She continued to work upon the wrists and wrapped them up as such that the only way to free her would be to cut her loose. Once secured, she pulled upon her black tresses lifting her onto her feet and led her over to the corner ring post where she began securing her wrists overhead, with her back against the metal post. Once Nadia had Kimberly’s wrists fastened to the metal post, she took the tape and started to wrap it around the pole and Kimberly’s neck, pinning her head to the pole. All this extra curricular activity had apparently taken up the entire rest period as the bell rang to signal the start of the seventh round.

The bell rang to begin round seven, and Kimberly was bound to the corner post outside the ring and down on the floor, with her arms and wrists bound above her head. Karen was still on the floor, although now seemingly alert and in a seated position staring at the goings on occurring a short distance away. Nadia pulled down upon the black fabric allowing Kimberly’s firm natural breasts to tumble out, and the damage inflicted upon the right tit by Nadia was quite visible, as the tit was bruised and appeared to be slightly swollen from the abuse it received. Kimberly hollered out and cursed at Nadia and tried lifting her right foot up to kick at her, but Nadia easily sidestepped the weak attempt and drove a solid right fist slamming hard into the exposed flesh, crushing the right tit against the breastbone. Kimberly let loose a painful howl as the pain burned through her throbbing tit. Nadia quickly went to work by grabbing a dry towel and started to dry the dampness from Kimberly’s naked tits. She then pulled some strips of duct tape from the roll and started attaching the strips of tape onto the flesh of Kimberly’s tits. She put two six-inch strips upon each breast, making sure that the nipple of each breast was covered completely. She then took a two to three inch strip and pulled out upon the black panty exposing the long, thick, dark bush upon Kimberly’s womanly mound, and attached the strip to her pubic hairs and skin of the lower mid-section. She then moved over to help Karen up off the floor and lead her over to her tightly bound opponent. Karen had a look of bewilderment upon her face and appeared as though she didn’t know what to do. Nadia offered some words of encouragement and told her to beat the hell out of her, but Karen was confused and didn’t know what to do. Nadia took some duct tape and wrapped it around her right hand a few times, then tore it off fastening it across the knuckles. She snapped at Karen that this woman had just beaten on her for six rounds and she owed her some payback. Nadia then shot her taped right fist forward driving it hard against the taped-covered right breast, smashing the meat hard against the chest causing the flesh to bound heavily upon her chest. Nadia drew back her fist and slammed it forward into the hanging flesh, pounding it back against her chest. This time she berated Karen for allowing this woman to rub her crotch all over her and allowing her to orgasm using her face as her sexual tool. A look of anger came across the face of the fake blonde and she let loose a right fist that smashed hard against the left breast flattening it against Kimberly’s chest. The tit sprung back out quickly and bounced and jiggled upon her heaving chest. Kimberly groaned in a deep, pained voice as she felt the stinging pain that burned within her chest. Karen apparently liked the feeling and the results of the blow and quickly followed up with another, and then another as she had the hanging meat rocking and quaking upon the chest of the Mistress of the Dark. Nadia backed away as she sensed that Karen was quickly gaining the hang of things, and Karen didn’t disappoint as she stepped forward and thrust her right foot upward slamming the heel of her foot flush upon the meat of the left tit crushing it against her chest. Kimberly appeared as if she’d like to naturally bend forward from the blow, but the tape around her neck was preventing her from doing so. Karen took up a boxing stance and stood upon her toes dancing slightly as she lifted her right foot upward kicking the top of her foot against the side of the left tit driving it inward slamming against the meat of the right tit. She then quickly launched her left foot upward driving the top of her foot against the outer portion of the right tit, driving it inward against the left. Back and forth, Karen repeatedly launched her feet upward, slamming against the dangling beef of Kimberly’s chest, forcefully and powerfully. Each blow that landed caused our dark-sided vixen to groan and cry out from the battering her firm, tender breasts were receiving. Karen was utilizing her experience as she bounded around on her toes, dancing with her fists raised, and then thrusting her foot upward, crashing against the bouncing targets. She said she trained at kickboxing, and now she was being able to display those talents. Nadia stood back and watched as Karen continued to hammer away unmercifully upon those battered and unprotected breasts. In what seemed to be no time at all, the bell rang signaling the end of the seventh round.

The bell rang ending the seventh round and Karen began to back away from her defenseless opponent, but Nadia screamed at her to get in a couple of more shots. Karen heeded the words of advice and launched her right fist forward crushing Kimberly’s left tit beneath it. She then thrust it forward again crushing the right tit flat against her chest, then backed away seeking out a cold bottle of water to relieve herself from the intense heat. Karen took the bottle and gulped down the cold fluids, as it had been a few rounds since she’d been able to do so. She then squirted it upon her body, soaking her face, neck and chest before tossing the bottle aside. She grabbed a towel and toweled down her body as she removed the moisture from her drop dead sexy body. Meanwhile, Kimberly remained bound from the corner post, guarded by the demonic princess, Nadia. She was not about to allow me to get near her and free her from the binds holding her against her will. Kimberly’s breasts were both discolored, with the right being the worse from the earlier damage inflicted by Nadia. Sweat poured from her body as her face, neck, breasts, belly and thighs glistened upon her beneath the bright lights. She breathed in heavily causing her breasts to rise rapidly with each breath. Nadia called Karen over and again repeatedly let her know just how badly Kimberly embarrassed and humiliated her by fucking and cumming upon her face. Karen’s face again turned a deep red as the anger built up inside her. Nadia again got her blood pressure to rise just as the bell rang to begin round eight.

The bell rang to start the eighth round and Karen quickly thrust her right foot up in a roundhouse sweep that crashed against the side of Kimberly’s left breast. The firm orb bounced and wobbled heavily upon the chest of Kimberly. She let loose an unnnghing sound as the foot solidly landed upon her tender flesh. Kimberly tried to sag downward to the floor, but the tape binding her neck to the metal post held her erect for her angry opponent. Karen thrust her left foot upward landing solidly in the center of the right breast crushing it against Kimberly’s chest causing her to moan loudly and begin a low chant of Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! Karen loaded up her right fist and slammed it forward into the taped-covered left breast flattening the tit and causing the Mistress to shriek at impact, but the look upon Karen’s face told me that throwing that punch was quite uncomfortable. I was guessing that the damage done to her ribs earlier were the reason for her discomfort. She quickly backed away and swung her right foot upward driving it against the outer section of the left breast, smashing the flesh inward and banging against the flesh of the right. The bleach haired beauty was aggravated that she couldn’t throw a punch and stalked around trying to decide what to do. As she thought, Nadia stepped forward and raised her denim-covered knee, slamming it hard up between the thighs thudding against the black panty covered crotch. Kimberly moaned long and hard as her mouth formed into the perfect “O” shape from the vicious shot. Karen meanwhile thought of a way to attack and neared her bound opponent and positioned her just off to her right. Karen turned slightly to her right and thrust her right elbow backward driving the hard pointed tip into the tape covered flesh of the left tit driving it forcefully against her chest. Kimberly gasped as she felt the sharp pain pierce through her burning breast and tears began to stream from the corners of her darkly painted eyes. Not happy with the result, Karen reached up grabbing hold of the tape covering the breasts and tore it away from the skin. Unfortunately for Nadia, Kimberly’s breasts were so covered with moisture from the exceedingly hot room that the tape easily peeled off with the desired result. The breasts now bare, Karen loaded up with the elbow and drove it backward again driving the bruised flesh flat upon Kimberly’s chest. The meat was driven against the chest and the firm, swollen orb bounced back out and hung painfully upon her chest. Karen drove one final elbow smash against the sweat-covered, bruised flesh of the right tit and then backed away to decide what her next mode of attack. Just as Karen backed away, Nadia quickly moved forward raising her knee upward crashing it between Kimberly’s luscious thighs. Kimberly’s lower torso was driven against the rings edge from the forceful blow between her legs, and as she moaned agonizingly from the pain, Nadia lifted her knee again driving it hard against the panty-covered crotch. Karen meanwhile reached up grabbing the bottom rope and pulled herself up onto the rings apron. As she did, Nadia rocked Kimberly with another brutal knee shot between the thighs. Karen moved towards the corner of the ring and reached out grabbing hold of the metal post. She moved her right leg to the other side of the post and lowered herself, resting her legs across Kimberly’s shoulders. She pulled upon the post with her right hand sliding her legs beneath the bottom rope and planting her white panty-covered crotch up against Kimberly’s face. This was the most bizarre looking maneuver I had ever seen, but it seemed to work as she pulled herself in tight engulfing the face of her trapped victim. Karen locked her legs together at the ankles and you could see the muscles in her thighs tighten as she applied the pressure to the skull of the Dark Maiden. Kimberly’s sounds were swallowed up by Karen’s crotch and she kicked her feet feebly down on the floor. With Karen elevated above the mats surface, Nadia continued to take the opportunity to blast away driving her knee up against the triangular black material covering Kimberly’s crotch. Nadia was exploding blow after blow against the mysterious one’s unprotected crotch and Karen was becoming a cowgirl as she was thrusting herself forward riding Kimberly’s face like a wild bronco. The crowd was going berserk as the wicked one was getting thoroughly thrashed. I didn’t know that Nadia was even present tonight, but I knew Amanda wasn’t here so she was not about to come to the rescue of her one-time corner partner. Karen was riding her like a crazy woman, thrusting herself hard upon her face. Kimberly was getting brutalized as she was not only engulfed beneath the sweaty stench of Karen’s crotch, but Karen’s bronco ride was driving the back of Kimberly’s head hard against the metal post. As if that were not enough, Nadia continued to drive her knee hard between the wild one’s thighs, jarring against her pubic mound and driving her lower body against the edge of the ring. Kimberly’s body was weakening fast as Karen’s thighs and crotch were shutting down her air supply, and the blows she was receiving against her crotch had to be taking whatever air she had and was sucking it from her lungs. Only seconds remained and the fake blonde was now returning the favor as she humped and fucked Kimberly’s face driving her head hard against the pole. Karen was thrusting hard as it had certainly aroused her and had her juices flowing because she was really racking the back of Kimberly’s head hard into the pole. The bell rang to signal the end of the eighth but again, I knew that would mean very little. Nadia drove one final knee up between Kimberly’s thighs and then backed away to admire the punishment Karen was dishing out. Karen was really getting into it and riding her hard, but Nadia reached up and started to pull her away from her tied up victim. Karen started screaming at her but Nadia quickly calmed her and instructed her to prepare for the next round. I don’t know why she pulled her away, but she sure seemed to have Karen extremely frustrated and agitated. Kimberly hung outside the corner of the ring with her eyes closed and appeared to be unconscious. Nadia stepped beside her and slapped her gently upon the right cheek and received a feint moan. Nadia lowered her left hand grabbing hold of the panty and pulled downward revealing the dark hairy bush and the duct tape attached. Nadia reached down with her right hand securing the tip of the tape and pulled, tearing it away from Kimberly’s body. Kimberly wailed out loudly as the tape did a much better job as it clung and pulled viciously upon her long dark pubes. Nadia backed away from her screaming foe and raised the tape high above her head and displayed it toward the cheering crowd. She reached out handing the tape to me and as I examined it I could see it had the type of devastating results she was looking for as it had quite a few long pubes attached to it. Nadia walked away into the crowd as they cheered her display of viciousness. Karen meanwhile remained nearby checking out the action and drinking down some water to cool down. She still appeared to be in an agitated state and bounced upon her toes waiting for the bell to ring to start round nine. She didn’t have to wait very long as the bell rang just a few seconds later.

The bell rang to begin the ninth round and Karen immediately moved over to her taped foe and eased her way back down upon Kimberly’s shoulders. Placing her right hand upon the corner post, she took her left hand and buried it within the jet-black tresses of her opponent’s head. She used both to pull herself forward as she inched her way towards and placed the front of her white soaked panty flush against Kimberly’s face. Once she had her buried deep into her crotch, she locked her legs together at the ankles and again started squeezing and placing great pressure upon the skull of the evil one. Kimberly again started to kick and thrash around with her lower body, but with the upper parts bound to the post, she was not in a position to help her cause. Karen released her grip upon the pole and took a two-fisted hold of the dark mane down between her thighs and really began working upon her opponent. The crowd was quite loud and into it as Karen worked her crotch upon Kimberly’s face. Kimberly’s body movements were evident of the desperation she was feeling as she frantically kicked and struggled to fight her way free. Any sounds she may have been making were certainly drowned out from the noise of the crowd and muffled beneath the white panty. One couldn’t help but focus on the muscles of Karen’s legs as they were tightened, putting extreme pressure upon the sides of Kimberly’s head and ears. As she tightened her thighs upon her skull, she’d pull forcefully upon the hair trying to drive Kimberly’s face as hard as she could into her crotch. Karen worked it to perfection, crushing her opponent and getting herself into a rhythm where she was really humping Kimberly’s face. The blonde warrior was riding her hard, then suddenly eased up and came to a complete stop. Kimberly’s body was motionless as she quit kicking and appeared to be unconscious. Karen eased her leg lock and backed away slightly allowing a little air, albeit hot with the scent of sweaty crotch, to reach the breathing apparatus of her secured victim. Karen reached down towards her crotch with her left hand and grabbed hold of the front of her panty. She bunched the material together and tugged, moving it aside exposing the long dark hairs upon her pubic mound. Shifting her panty just so, she uncovered her pussy and thrust herself forward driving Kimberly’s face deep into her hair-covered mound. Kimberly again showed signs of life as she started to kick her legs and stomp her feet onto the carpeted floor. Karen resumed her two-fisted hold upon the hair and once again started working herself into a rhythm as she ground her naked pussy into the face of her trapped opponent. This really set the crowd off as the noise became almost deafening. Karen again worked the muscles of her legs as she squeezed upon Kimberly’s head and pulled unmercifully driving Kimberly’s nose and mouth deep into the depths of her dark hairy bush. If she started out slow or had any inhibitions, they were certainly gone now as she willingly bared it all and was forcefully having her way with the face of her adversary. Kimberly made no audible sounds that I could detect and she quickly quit struggling and kicking at the floor. Karen was in complete control as she gyrated her hips and tightened her legs. Her sexy body was dripping with sweat as huge beads fell from the tips of her nose and chin. Her exposed portions of her beautiful large breasts glistened brightly beneath the lights looking as though they had been soaked in oil. Her wild looking bleached hair was drenched and hung down upon her face and shoulders in clumps. She breathed in heavily as she rode her opponent hard, and made low moaning sounds that told me she was really into what was occurring. Her steady rhythm was starting to quicken as she tried to thrust herself even harder against Kimberly’s breathing apparatuses. Faster and faster, harder and harder, she was grinding herself, trying to push herself to the limit and over the edge. Her ankles and calves pumped up and down, her thigh muscles eased and tightened at a frantic pace. She rolled her head backward as she looked towards the ceiling with her eyes clenched tightly. She yanked viciously hard upon the scalp of Kimberly driving her face hard into her naked crotch as she began to yip and moan louder and faster. This was it as you could sense that she was very close and I was so focused because I didn’t want to miss one second of her reaching her ecstasy point. Harder and harder until finally, Karen’s body stiffened as she screamed out loudly while tightening her thighs as hard as she could upon Kimberly’s head. For what seemed like an eternity, she held that position like a statue, then eased the tension in her body and again rode hurriedly and frantically driving her crotch hard against Kimberly’s face while moaning loudly with each thrust. It was evident upon her face and with the sounds she was making that she had exploded and unleashed her sexual juices upon the face of her tortured foe. Like a racehorse going from a sprint to a trot, Karen downshifted her thrusting motions and sat upon the shoulders of her non-wanton sexual partner looking satisfied and spent. She let loose her grip upon Kimberly’s hair and grabbed hold of the metal post and leaned forward, resting the right side of her face against the cool metal. She eased the tension in her legs as her ankles loosened considerably, and she sat exhausted waiting for the bell to ring ending the round. There were still about twenty seconds remaining in the round but it didn’t matter, she sat there deeply breathing in and out, getting air into her lungs as she slowly unwound from the volcanic eruption that pulsated through her lower body only seconds ago. In what seemed to be the longest twenty seconds in the history of time, the bell rang finally ending a pulse pounding ninth round.

The bell rang ending the ninth round and Karen seemed unable, or unwilling to try to move down off her suffocated and humiliated foe. I jumped down from the rings apron and reached up helping Karen down to the floor. As I let go she began to stumble and I had to grab hold of her. I was weak kneed from the erotic action of the ninth, but Karen was unable to stand as her knees and legs had turned to jell-o. I moved her forward so she could rest her elbows upon the rings apron and she bent over forward placing her forehead upon the canvas. I reached around her front from behind and resituated her panty placing it back into its normal position. I moved over to Kimberly, who was motionless and seemed to be unconscious. I couldn’t see her chest rise and fall and couldn’t tell if she was breathing or not. I placed my ear up near her mouth and nose and could feel low jets of air streaming against my warm skin. That was certainly a good sign as I got so involved in what was occurring, I let my guard down and permitted an unsafe act to take place. A thought immediately crossed my mind that brought a slight smile to my face. I’m running a business where the sexy women tear and beat on each other viciously, and the thought of something unsafe hits home. What’s wrong with this picture? I quickly chased the thoughts out of my head and began working at trying to free Kimberly’s neck from the tape pinning it to the post. It took a little time, but I was able to remove it painlessly as the sweat upon her neck prevented it from really sticking to her skin. I began to reach up and work upon her wrists but just as I had, I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head as I felt something smash up against it. The blow startled and dazed me, nowhere near the point of knocking me unconscious, but it stung and certainly hurt like hell. As I started to move away, I was stunned again as I felt the pain and sting of something whacking against my head. I staggered and backed away while reaching for the back of my head and was seeing some stars or spots flashing in front of me. I zeroed in on what was in front of me and there stood Nadia, cursing and spitting at me and telling me to back off. The sharp pain throbbing on the back of my head was telling me to pay attention to what she said. I glanced and caught sight of some form of a stick or rod that Nadia was wielding around in her right hand. It appeared to be about two to two and a half feet in length and it was flexible from the way it shook as she waved it about. The weapon appeared to be some sort of rod, about a quarter inch in diameter and had strands dangling from the tip. I was certain I was not about to mess with her at that moment and she whipped it around quickly and slammed it across the bare belly of Kimberly, hitting hard just below her navel. Kimberly proved she was still alive as she howled out painfully from the stinging blow upon her mid-section. The blow left a bright red mark upon her tender skin. She quickly delivered another vicious shot cracking against her sweat-dampened skin leaving a deep red mark upon her belly. I stood helplessly watching as she drew her arm back and slammed the tip of the rod hard upon the swollen and bruised flesh of Kimberly’s right tit. The rod smacked hard into the tender natural flesh and Kimberly let loose with a hellacious scream as a searing pain burnt through her fleshy mound. I eyed Nadia who stood there with a glint of hate in her eyes, directing this look of hatred in my direction. I glanced over at the bruised flesh upon Kimberly’s chest and a raised welt had quickly formed upon her soft skin. I looked back towards Nadia’s face just as the bell rang to signal the start of round ten.

The bell rang to start round ten and Nadia barked at me to back off or she’d fuck me up. I still had a strong tingle working on the back of my head and I was overly hesitant about wanting to take her on. I eyed the weapon she was wielding and thought I recognized it as a leather type of whip, the kind used by jockeys. Karen was still bent over forward trying to gather her wits about her and regain some strength back into her legs. Nadia raised the whip up over her head and brought it down forcefully, slamming it hard upon the outer flesh of the left tit. Kimberly howled as the pain shot through her fleshy mound as it wobbled slightly upon her chest. Nadia raised her arm up across her body and brought it back down driving the tip of the weapon hard against the inner portion of the tender meat on the left breast. Kimberly again screamed out in pain as her bruised beef shook painfully upon her chest. Repeatedly, Nadia struck out slapping the leather whip painfully and forcefully upon the hanging meat of the left tit, darkening the soft flesh and leaving it covered with raised welt marks. After delivering approximately twenty savage blows stinging across the exposed flesh, Nadia threw the weapon aside and bared her claws as she reached out grabbing the extremely reddened tit and sank her pearl-colored painted nails as deeply as she could into the fiery flesh. The tips of Nadia’s fingers plowed deep into the tender natural flesh of Kimberly’s bruised and battered tit. The tips of Nadia’s left hand plunged its way into the inner portion of the left tit, while the tips of the right worked into the outer section of the breast. As Nadia worked the nails of her fingers into the skin, she dug and worked her thumbnails into the areola surrounding the large brownish nipple. Kimberly wailed and howled as the nails dug into her generous breast flesh and it appeared as if she was trying to kick out at her assailant, but Nadia had that covered also as she moved her boot placing it atop the toes of both of Kimberly’s feet. Kimberly’s face was contorted and wracked with pain as Nadia worked unmercifully at ripping and clawing upon her left tit. Although her nails were relatively short by her usual standards, they were still formidable weapons and were effectively opening some wounds upon the soft breast. Obviously unable to inspect her nails before hand, Nadia had successfully torn open the skin and a slight trail of blood started to fill a couple of the claw marks left upon the breast. Nadia immediately focused upon the opened wounds, ferociously dug, and ripped her nails deeper into the flesh. As she plowed her nails into the flesh, the blood trails soon thickened as it flowed more freely from the gashes, seeping out from the markings and streaming downward across the meat of the tit. The sight of the thick blood leaking from the wounds seemed to excite Nadia as she really seemed to intensify her clawing and tearing at the breast. Nadia’s pearl colored polish had turned red as the blood soon covered them and the tips of the fingers of both hands. I moved back forward to get a better glimpse of the action as the pain on the back of my head had subsided considerably. Nadia was doing a number on her as continued to rip at blood-covered breast. Harder and deeper, she plowed her nails across the flesh causing the blood to flow heavily as it mixed with the sweat pouring from her body. Blood streamed from the wounds and was dripping freely from the shredded fleshy mound. Large red spots had formed upon the left thigh area of the denim jeans that Nadia was wearing as the blood fell from the tit. Nadia was unaware or didn’t particularly care as she continued to plunge her nails deep into the skin and rake them downward across the tit. After a vicious breast mauling that lasted well over a minute, Nadia backed away to examine the damage she had inflicted upon her victim. Tears rolled down Kimberly’s face as she hung her head down toward her aching and bloody breast. The left tit was covered with the blood and sweat mix, with large drops falling rapidly from the hanging piece of meat down onto the floor below. Nadia stepped forward and drove her right fist upward slamming into the bottom portion of the tit and drove the tit upward as the fleshy mound was driven upward against her chin. Droplets of blood splattered everywhere from the blow and Kimberly’s face was showered with red spots. The flesh shook and wobbled heavily upon her chest before finally settling back into position. Again Nadia drove her right fist upward, driving the knuckles hard into the bottom of the dangling flesh, rocketing it upward towards Kimberly’s chin. Once more the room was riveted with the sounds of Nadia’s fist thwacking hard against the naked flesh and spraying droplets of blood everywhere. Karen had apparently gotten herself back together as I noticed she too was standing there and had become a spectator. Nadia drew her arm backward and slammed home a vicious right hitting square against the generous mound and flattening it painfully against Kimberly’s chest. The blood covered flesh bounded back out and jiggled slightly. Nadia sent another right crushingly into the battered beef flattening it hard beneath the fist. The crimson colored meat mushroomed out around the fist before recoiling and wobbling back into place. Nadia went and picked up her leather whip and barked out instructions to Karen who had been watching in awe. Nadia instructed Karen to secure a tight grip upon the nipple of Kimberly’s left tit and pull as hard as she could. Karen latched onto the thick nipple and pulled, stretching the blood-covered flesh outward, seemingly trying to remove it from Kimberly’s chest. Nadia positioned herself just off to the side and raised her arm upward above her head before forcefully slamming the whip down hard onto the stretched out breast flesh. Kimberly screamed out painfully that she submits, she quits and can’t take anymore. Karen released her hold upon the nipple, but Nadia barked at her to grasp it and stretch it again. Karen looked at Nadia with puzzlement, but Nadia slammed the whip hard onto the rings apron and asked her if she wanted some of this too. Karen quickly grasped hold of the hardened nipple and stretched the tit outward from Kimberly’s chest. Nadia raised the whip upward and slammed it down upon the outstretched skin of Kimberly’s brutalized left tit. Karen held tightly to the tip mainly out of fear and Nadia hammered again at the tightly stretched skin of the left tit. Kimberly was tearfully begging for the torture to cease. I quickly stepped up behind Karen and grabbed hold of her wrists and pulled her back away from the bloody victim. Nadia cursed as I pulled Karen away but still lifted the whip upward and slammed it down upon the severely abused left orb. I pushed forward driving Karen towards the ring and pushed her up onto the apron and beneath the ropes while copping a couple of cheap feels. Karen was now getting onto her feet inside the ring as the bell continuously rang signaling the end of the fight. Nadia continued to wail upon the bloody, damaged flesh upon Kimberly’s chest and I slowly moved towards the vicious hellcat. The crowd was going nuts from the brutal action taking place and I was experiencing great fear as I approached the savage Ukrainian. I hollered out her name and Nadia turned and looked at me. She drew her arm back and slammed the whip savagely against the left tit, and then dropped it onto the floor. I sighed a sense of relief when I saw the whip hit the floor but was quickly overwhelmed again as she walked straight towards me. I could feel my body tense up in anticipation of what was about to happen but I held my ground and didn’t back away. If a fight is what she wanted, I was prepared to give it to her. As she got directly in front of me she reached up with her right hand grabbing the hair on the back of my head causing it to ache again from the earlier wallops with the whip. Before I could react or defend myself, she pulled my head downward towards her face, placed her lips on top of mine and forced her tongue deep inside my mouth. She worked her tongue furiously, rubbing it all over my tongue, teeth and gums. As abruptly as she began kissing me, she quickly finished, turned and walked away without a word. I stood there staring as the door closed behind her as she headed towards her car in the parking lot. Meanwhile, I had one fighter in the ring looking rather confused and had the other bloodied warrior still bound to the corner post sobbing painfully from the beating she had just received. I moved over towards the beaten warrior and placed a towel upon her chest and pulled some scissors from the medical kit and cut the tape freeing her wrists from the corner post. She collapsed down onto the seat of her pants and I placed her robe over her head to shield her from the crowd. I climbed up into the ring and grabbed Karen by her right wrist. I announced that at the two minute and fifteen second mark of the tenth round, the winner by submission in her first fight was Karen, and I lifted her hand above her head to the raucous cheers of the crowd. I led her around the ring so she could enjoy the moment and then left her in the ring to go check on the Dark Mistress. Karen paraded around the ring basking in her moment of glory while I tended to the bloodied breast of the defeated warrior. As I tended to and cleaned the blood away from her breast, I saw up close the savage damage that Nadia done to that tender flesh. Kimberly was not a happy camper as I got her to her feet and led her off towards her dressing room. As I reached the dressing room, I turned to see Karen exit the ring, grab her robe and head off in my direction. I told her I’d join her shortly after I finished tending to Kimberly.

Kimberly sat on the sofa cursing and screaming that she’d fuck that cunt up the next time she got the opportunity. It was easy to see that she was referring to Nadia rather than the beauty announced as the winner of the bout. I knew that this was far from over and that another fierce rivalry had been stirred up. I took the warm dampened towel and worked it gently upon her left breast soaking up the blood and cleaning it off. Nadia successfully plowed some nasty gashes into the soft flesh and tit was going to need some time to heal. She cursed at me for allowing the bitch to interfere, but I reminded her of an earlier bout when she assisted Amanda without my intervening in the activities. I don’t know why I thought she’d see the reasoning behind that theory, but she didn’t and squawked that I didn’t do my job. I took a dry towel and soaked up the moisture on the tit, then took some Neosporin and worked it across the breast, massaging it into the cuts. I told her what a dominating performance she was putting on out there before the Ukrainian hellcat jumped into the fray and promised her she’d get her chances to redeem herself. The Nadia factor was a given but I started to zero in on her with the fact that Karen took advantage of the situation and fucked her face good, humping and grinding her naked crotch all over her. The intent of my words was met with a resounding barrage of cursing and ranting that she wanted back in the ring and that she’d fuck up that bleached bitch in a New York minute. Satisfied that I fueled the fires and built up some hatred towards her victorious opponent, I laid the fifty five hundred dollars on the table next to her and told her what a great job she did out there tonight. I told her I’d talk with her tomorrow and headed over to the victor’s dressing room.

I entered Karen’s dressing room and found her making painful faces as she tended to her damaged and bruised ribs. Kimberly was putting a serious hurt on my new battler and the large purplish colored reminder left just below the sexy white bra told me just how devastating of a beating she was receiving before she became the benefactor of the good fortunes that fell upon her. The sweat had dried upon her sexy body and I moved in close to check the damage. She flinched and attempted to back away as I applied the slightest of pressure onto her bruised area. I remarked to her that as painful as it was feeling right now, it was amazing how she put that pain out of her mind, withstood the pounding, and came back and fought so well. She thanked me almost apologetically and then started rambling on about how horribly she fought and was caught so off guard by the vicious Kimberly. I informed her that Kimberly wanted another piece of her ass and Karen was very receptive of the offer. She stated that she didn’t know what quite to expect when she climbed into the ring and was extremely nervous in the beginning and those factors led to her early downfall. Now that she knows what it’s all about, she’ll never underestimate her opponents and get caught with her pants down. I laughed at that comment and asked her how it felt to bare herself in front of the crowd and ride it out to an erupting orgasm. Her face turned red with embarrassment as she started gushing that she couldn’t believe that she had done that. She said she didn’t even remember beginning it but she became conscious of what she was doing when she pulled the front of her panty aside and thrust the nakedness of her womanhood onto Kimberly. She indicated that was a first for her to have a woman between her legs like that. She stated that it was the most satisfying feeling she had experienced in years. That’s just what a man likes to hear. I handed her the ninety five hundred dollars and stood and watched as she counted every bit of it to make sure I hadn’t cheated her. I told her it was all there, but she counted it anyway. The glow in her eyes as she counted was electric, as she couldn’t seem to believe she had just earned that much cash for about forty minutes of pain and hard effort. She immediately began asking how much she would earn if she fought in a number one bout, when she could fight again and could she fight sooner if possible. Just what the doctor ordered, a beautiful woman with a hot body that is truly money motivated, could there be a better formula to creating a fighting machine. She asked what experience I had and would I work with her and help train her with her wrestling techniques. She just kept rambling on with all her questions and I had to get back out there to begin the featured and final bout of the evening. I told her to hang around and get with me after everyone left for the evening and I’d try to answer all her inquiries and touch base with her on some informal training. She ran over giving me a long, powerful hug, pressing her voluptuous, firm body against mine and gave me peck on the cheek while telling me she looked forward to it. I know she had to feel myself stiffen beneath my shorts as it pushed outward against her lower mid-section. As she released her hug upon me and turned to back away, the back of her hand brushed up against the front of my shorts coming into contact with the hardening rod as it pushed out into the cotton fabric, and she held it there momentarily before pulling her hand back and walking away. She said she’d meet me right here at the end of the night and headed for the shower. I walked back into the arena with a smile upon my face and all sorts of anxious thoughts flashing through my mind as I approached the ring. I climbed up into the ring to announce the featured fighters on tonight’s card, but all I could think about was that hot body as it strolled away from me just a minute or so ago.

Always to be continued.