Hustler Club Title Eliminator

Irene Scott v Vicky Wilde

The fight night had really got the crowd going with four relatively new women meeting in reverse singles competitions boxing and wrestling with a deciding tag match if necessary. To make up the card at an appropriate break there was a scheduled singles competition as an eliminator for the Hustler Club Championship currently held by Juliet Welton the contenders were Vicky Wilde the racy blonde bounded to the ring in a black cropped top over black thong briefs and fishnet tights completed by calf high wrestling boots. Her challenger was the fiery Irene Scott who had earned her opportunity after beating Ms Welton and Sally Roland during a hugely successful tour in the West Country she approached the ring in a red bra and brief set with matching boots completed by a tartan mini skirt. Vicky was seconded by Elspeth O’Donnell while Irene had her man Alex in the corner as referee Rita called the wrestlers forward, “One fall no time limit all in bout winner gets a title shot therefore it is five count pins a submission or fifteen count knockout to decide it!”

With that the pair went back to their corners for the final few seconds before the bell, Alex reminded his woman, “This is it babe another win tonight and your in for the title match up the rankings!” She smiled and added, “Another win against one of these Beaker babes and he will have to give me a title shot I’ve beaten his champion and title holder all ready he owes me the opportunity!” The bell rang out and she charged forward to lock up with her blonde opponent but Vicky Wilde was no push over and the blonde southerner powerfully body checked the advancing Scot rocking her on her heels before delivering a powerful forearm across the breasts that had Irene rocking on her heels. Grabbing the woman’s wrist Vicky then hurled the Scot across the ring at pace to collide with a post, fortunately Irene turned and absorbed the impact against the corner padding with her back and she had enough wits about her as Ms Wilde charged after her to halt her in her tracks with a well placed boot to the midriff.

Vicky belched out air and folded into a forearm smash from the Scot who drove her forearm into the upper chest of the blonde knocking her back a step or two rocking on to her heels. Irene lunged forward delivering a running lariat slamming her forearm across the blonde’s throat to slam her to her back on the mat before the Scot turned to follow up with a text book leg drop landing her thigh across the upper chest and throat of the flattened female. Rolling quickly the Scot tried to apply a cross body pin but Vicky grabbed the Scot between the thighs and twisted viciously drawing a yelp and a roll clear from the fired up fighter from north of the border. The two women rolled apart and came to their feet, “Dirty bitch!” hissed Irene, “All’s fair in war slut,” snarled back the grinning Ms Wilde as she advanced hands extended claw like ready to resume battle, “It’s like that then is it?” sneered the Scot adding, “Your misery then bitch I’m going to rip you apart!” And Irene lunged forward locking hands with the blonde but powering on she lifted her thigh across Vicky’s stomach with a loud slap before twisted the woman’s hands to pull her around into a wicked scarf hold. Having her own arms crossed in front of her face and then hauled back hard against her nose, mouth and throat was a surprise and Vicky yelled as she was held by the now fired up Scot in the middle of the ring.
Irene then jabbed her boot into the back of Vicky’s knees dropping her to her knees as she added to the hold by shoving her knee between the blonde’s shoulder blades and then jumping forward she stood astride the kneeling woman before releasing her arms and cupping her chin as she pushed forward neatly converting the hold into a camel clutch. Vicky squealed in pain as her head was wrenched back and she was bent back in the hold, “It’s just starting bitch!” hissed Irene as she leant forward to taunt her opponent but moving forward shifted her centre of balance and with a surge from her powerful legs Vicky was able to topple Irene off the Scot having to roll forward to escape being plunged face first to the mat. Irene rolled completely forward to get away from her opponent and using the ropes she sprang to her feet as behind her Vicky stumbled to her feet having escaped the potential submission hold.

Irene used her momentum to spring off the ropes and launch herself at the blonde as Vicky got to her feet and she succeeded in delivering a stunning drop kick throwing herself forward to catch Ms Wilde full in the face and breasts with her flying boots knocking her back to the mat in a hurry. Irene landed easily and rolled to her knees clenching her hands together to deliver an axe hammer blow to the bare midriff of the blonde as Vicky lay sprawled on the mat sitting her up in a hurry air exploding from her lungs allowing Ms Scott to trap her in a vicious head lock as she knelt next to the sitting blonde. Wrenching at the blonde as she snarled, “Enjoying yourself bitch?” slowly she pushed herself up to her feet pulling the ensnared Vicky with her until the blonde was held bent over in a vicious side headlock that Irene used to charge her opponent head first into the corner slamming Vicky into the padding at pace as she released the head lock.

The blonde rocked back and Irene turning neatly lifted her knee to catch her rival full in the chest knocking her upright before she grabbed Vicky by the hair and slammed her forehead half a dozen times into the top turnbuckle. Vicky tottered away from the corner as she was released clearly slightly stunned and Irene grabbed her arm before Irish whipping the woman to her back on the mat following up with a brutal leg drop slamming her thigh across Vicky’s throat as she landed. Rolling across the gasping woman Irene went for the pin but Vicky was again able to use her right hand to wicked effect pinching the Scot between the legs with real viciousness that had Ms Scott rolling clear with a yelp before she quickly grabbed the ropes and hauled herself to her feet.

Vicky seemed to be feeling the pace and she was a little slower getting up and had barely pushed herself up from one knee when Irene hit her with a powerful thigh across the breasts that sent her sprawling back to her back on the mat. Irene reaching down grabbed the blonde by her halter top and hauled her upwards before drilling a brutal punch right between the eyes that sent the blonde sprawling and tore the top free as she slammed back to the canvas. Irene tossed the torn top aside and immediately added to Vicky’s misery by giving her now naked breasts a good kicking with a heel stomp to each before the blonde desperately rolled over to protect herself and grabbing the ropes heaved herself under the taut cords to the floor outside to escape the rampant Scot. “Get back in here and fight you chicken!” challenged Irene kicking at the bottom rope and Vicky responded grabbing the woman’s foot and heaving hard an action that caused the Scot to sit down in surprise and then Ms Wilde continued to pull heaving Irene’s legs either side of the bottom rope until the inevitable the woman’s crotch met the cord and it sliced into her sex painfully, Irene screeched twisting and kicking pulling her feet free as Vicky lost her grip just as Rita called, “Hey bring it back into the ring Wilde!”
Vicky did just that rolling back into the arena to deliver a stomp of her own hammering her heel down on the back of Irene’s hand before she grabbed the woman’s hair and slammed her face first into the canvas three times. “Now who’s struggling to get up and fight big mouth?” taunted Ms Wilde as she started to drag her opponent up by the hair and her bra strap. The garment started to tear and Irene’s breasts dropped into full naked view as she was hauled upward allowing Vicky to repay some punishment with a clubbing forearm across the full globes not once but three times forcing Ms Scott back into the corner. Then grabbing Irene’s wrist Vicky hurled her across the ring at pace to slam face first into the opposite turnbuckle slamming her swinging breasts into the padding hard. Irene tottered back from the corner hands moving to cup her breasts which were free of the bra with the material cutting into the underside of the soft flesh.

Vicky grabbed the bra again from behind and used it to tug the woman back into a nasty looking reverse choke as she hooked her arm around Irene before violently sitting down slamming the Scot backwards to the mat at pace. Rolling over the flattened female Vicky went for a pin but as her left leg swept over her opponent Irene lifted her knee with perfect timing to thump her knee cap against the offered sex of the blonde. Vicky collapsed flying forward to roll over and clear of her rival with numbing pain in her knickers as Irene rolled in the opposite direction coming to her knees in mid ring. Before she pushed herself up to meet the slower rising Vicky as the blonde reached her knees where Ms Scott hit her with a knee to the chest that crushed the woman’s left breast and sent her sprawling backward over her own folded legs.

Vicky ended up folded back over her own legs thrusting her crotch at her opponent not an ideal posture at any time and the Scot let her know by driving the heel of her boot between the woman’s thighs to hammer at the apex offered at pace. Vicky screamed and sat up wearing a very pained expression after a second crushing blow to the cunt and she was ripped to her feet by a violent tearing at her hair into a powerful bear hug as Irene wrapped her arms around the woman’s body and started to crush her. Their breasts crushed together with Irene’s bra chaffing at both her own assets and the twin cups of her rival, having pinned Vicky’s arms Irene was able to totally control the situation and she added to the pressure by lifting Ms Wilde off her feet before stunningly delivering another debilitating attack to the blonde by dropping to one knee to impale Vicky’s crotch on the other a crotch crippling Atomic Drop.

Releasing the bear hug Irene shoved her moaning rival to her back neatly collecting the woman’s ankles as she fell back and as Vicky’s arms almost in reflex went to break her fall the Scot dropped to her knees driving her forehead between the blonde’s parted thighs to head butt her in the already softened up sex. Shuffling quickly forward Irene pinned the blonde trapping her arms beneath her thighs as she removed her own bra as she slid further forward to embarrass the blonde with a face sitting victory pin. Rita slapped the mat the required number of times and Irene had claimed her third stunning victory on the bounce she rose to her feet over the devastated blonde who rolled to her side hands clutching at her throbbing crotch as Irene strutted around her acknowledging the crowd and now established as the number one contender for the Hustlers trophy a match she intended making quickly wanting to get stuck into Juliet Welton again quickly after thrashing the redhead recently but that would have to wait for a moment until she could force a date from Beaker

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