“Julie vs. Christy – Hell in a Cell”
by JJJ
The league has decided to give the fans what they have been craving for quite some time, a steel cage match! Up for the Cream Puff Crown, Christy will be defending her title against Julie who was lost her previous two bouts. But this won't be just any steel cage match, there is not going to be a ring inside of the cage, and this fight will take place on the cold hard concrete floor. But that's not all, in addition the commissioner has done a lotto with the fans, and 100 lucky fans will be allowed to stand around the ring and interfere in the match and participate as they see fit. As an added bonus to the fans, there will be four miscellaneous weapons placed in the upper corners of the cage.
Each wrestler is going to be required to wear four articles of clothing into the ring, and once there opponent strips off an article of clothing a random key will be dropped into the ring. The only way for a girl to win is to unlock and exit the only door to the cage. The match could end as soon as one girl stripped off another's shirt, or could go until one girl was completely naked inside the cage. One of the four keys was going to be dropped at random. The crowd was in a frenzy as the numbers for the lotto were called, and the fans made there way around the cage.
Before the girls entered the ring, fans had to declare if they were a fan of Julie's or Christy's as each combatant was going to have 50 fans on there two sides of the cage. After a few minutes the crowd was finally separated around the cage as the two combatant's each had two walls filled completely with there own fans.
“Coming down the isle standing 5'5” weighing 110lbs with measurements of 34D-22-33 is CHHHRIIISTTTTY!”
After a few seconds she made her way down from the dressing room to a huge pop from the crowd. Christy was wearing a tight black half shirt with the Playboy bunny across her massive breasts. She has on matching black running shorts, and matching knee high black boots. Again, her long sandy blonde hair was done up for the fight, flowing over her shoulders ending in big curls. Christy's makeup looked flawless, as she went with a deep shade of electric blue eye shadow for her incredible sky blue eyes. She seemed a lot more confident as she climbed through the fans and made her way into the cage to await Julie.
“Coming down the isle standing 5'4” weighing 112lbs with measurements of 34B-23-33 is JUUULLLIIIEEEEEEE!!!!”
The crowd screamed when the striking brunette walked out of the dressing room. Julie looked incredible wearing a 4 th of July ensemble. She had on a blue shirt with white stars that was tied just below her all natural breasts, and a tight pair of red shorts with stars covering her incredible ass. She finished the look off with a pair of knee high white boots that made her look irresistible. Her long brown hair bounced effortlessly with each step she took as she smiled and waved to the crowd. She wore a dark shade of blue eye shadow and a bright red shade of lipstick covered her incredible and full luscious lips. Julie wasted no time making her way through the crowd and climbing into the cage, eager for her shot at Christy's crown.
As soon as Julie enters the door, it is quickly locked behind her, the crowd going absolutely crazy in anticipation. Christy seems eager to start things off and quickly dashes across the ring, grabbing onto Julie's arm and throwing her square into the cage wall. Julie barrels into the hard steel, and before she could even turn around Christy's fans eagerly reach through the large cage openings and latch onto her arms. Panic fills Julie as she is bound by the hands latching onto her skin preventing her from seeing where Christy is.
“Let meeeeee GOOOOO!!” Julie screams as fans latch onto her upper arms
Christy quickly sprang forward and slammed her knee right into Julie's lower back. While some fans held Julie's wrists against the steel, others begin groping her all natural breasts. Julie shrieks at being violated and desperately tries to shake free from the crowd. Christy was quick to follow up with another knee this time slamming square into Julie's shapely thigh. Julie's body immediately bucked in response as her body gave out and she found herself lying on the ground.
Christy bent forward and latched onto Julie's long brown hair and quickly drove her face first into the hard metal cage. Julie's body shot backward in response and she again crashed back to the arena floor landing on her back. Christy's foot came barreling down square into Julie's midsection, the brunette's body bucking in response to the attack. Christy bent over and latched onto Julie's long brown hair dragging her up to her feet. Just as Julie was rising she slammed her fist square into Christy's rib cage.
Now it was Christy who gasped in surprise pain, her body shooting forward in response to the sudden attack. Julie took a second to catch her breath before she latches onto Christy's hair and drags her to the side of the cage. Christy is totally helpless to stop Julie as she slams into the unforgiving metal in front of Julie's fans. Christy instantly drops down on all fours for a second trying to get her bearing back. Julie quickly grabs Christy's long hair and pulls her to her feet, this time throwing her into the cage wall.
Christy's body bolts forward, and at the last second she feebly gets an arm up to help slow the impact down, but again some of her flawless face meets the steel. Christy is clearly shaken, as Julie walks up and slams a kick square into Christy's thigh, dropping the blonde to the cement yet again. Christy is laying on her side as Julie walks into position and places a foot on the blonde's throat, while just at the same time, two women in her section latch onto Christy's hair and begin yanking on it.
“EIIIGHHH!” Christy shrieks as the girls in the crowd begin ripping back, having a tug of war with her long locks. Her eyes begin to bulge as her hands fly up to her throat trying to dislodge Julie's boot. The girl's who have Christy's hair are ripping it side to side as best they can through the metal holes in the cage, all the while the stunning blonde is gasping for air. Julie decides to latch onto the cage wall and begins to use that for bettor support and leverage as she pushes her boot down harder on the blonde's throat.
Christy is gasping, struggling desperately to take in air, while she frantically paws at Julie's boot. The choke hold has been going on for over a minute and the blonde's face is turning a nasty shade of color as she seems to be growing weaker by the passing second. The crowd is screaming as another thirty seconds go by and it seems that Christy is beginning to show signs of losing consciousness. Christy's eyes begin to roll back in there sockets, and her hands finally leave Julie's boot; it appears she is going out.
At seeing this Julie finally lifts her boot off of Christy's throat, as the blonde frantically sucks in air as she holds her throat, gasping down oxygen. Christy's neck is bright red from the weight of the boot, and she is finally getting some color back in her face when Julie suddenly slams a kick square into Christy's lower back. Christy moans in pain and rolls to her side, one hand tending her lower aching back, the other massaging her throat. Julie winds up and slams another kick, this one catching Christy flush in the thigh.
Julie then looks up into the nearest corner and is all smiles as she sees the night stick hanging up in the corner. Within seconds, Julie is carefully climbing up the cage and it's not long before she is on her way back down with the night stick in hand. Julie drops the night stick to the ground and latches onto Christy's long hair again ripping her of the ground. Julie quickly throws Christy right back into her eagerly awaiting fans, and they immediately latch onto her arms pinning her against the wall.
“Get off me!” Christy shrieks as she begins bucking her body in hopes of freeing herself from the ravaging fans. Julie bends over and brings the night stick over while Christy is helpless to do anything as Julie's fans have her arms pinned against the cage wall. Julie walks up and slams the stick square into Christy's tight stomach, the blonde trying to buck forward in response. Christy suddenly feels set after set of hand rubbing up and down her thighs, while various hands start groping and fondling her huge fake breasts. Panic fills her body as she is helpless to do anything at being violated, just as the night stick cracks into her ribs.
“Unnnghh!” she moans as the hard stick slammed deep into her ribcage. The night stick again shoots forward this time the but end of the stick slams into Christy's belly button. Christy can only gasp in pain, her body shooting forward in response and luckily for her free of the rowdy crowds grip. As soon as she falls to the hard concrete she desperately crawls away from the pawing sets of hands. While this was going on Julie looked up and her eyes lit up when she saw her next weapon – a roll of duct tape!
Julie dashed to the corner and quickly climbs up the cage, with in seconds she latches onto the roll of duct tape. Scrambling back down the cage wall she quickly runs over to Christy, who was still laying on the mat. With her free hand she latches onto Christy's long hair and drags her back up to her feet. Smiling, she then whips Christy into the cage wall, where Julie's fans are eagerly waiting with arms and hands in the ring. Christy slams hard into the steel wall and before she can fall backward, she is instantly grabbed by some of Julie's fans. With the help of her fans, she spins Christy around so she is facing the inside of the cage, and begins tearing off strands off duct tape, while her fans hold Christy's body tightly against the wall.
“No…please…please don't do this!” Christy pleaded. But after a few seconds, Julie has a big strand of tape which she quickly uses to bind Christy's right arm to the cage. Christy is pleading with the fans to release her, but they won't hear of it, as some have a grip on her other arm, her long hair, and both of her ankles. Julie works quickly and again rips a huge strand of duct tape off while quickly binding Christy's other outstretched arm to the cage wall.
“MY GODDDD PLEASE!!!” Christy begged and pleaded while her body thrashed in hopes of freeing herself from the crazed crowd.
“Fuck you slut!” Julie yells, as she smiles while she steps back and admires her handiwork. Christy looks incredible; her arms are outstretched to the side and bound tightly to the cage wall, while fans are pawing her body. Julie steps forward and her leg snaps out ward crashing into Christy's tight stomach. Julie moves in and now raises her knee and drives it deep into Christy's gut. Christy can only moan, while Julie steps back and slams a closed fist square into her belly button. The fans are going absolutely ape shit watching this match as Julie again slams her knee square into the blonde's exposed stomach.
After a few seconds Julie has sent her knee barreling into Christy's tight body now seven consecutive times. Julie catches her breath as she smiles at the crowd while she latches onto Christy's black shorts and she begins to work the material downwards. Julie slides the shorts back and forth, and with in a few seconds, the brunette has Christy's shorts down around her ankles. Bending over Julie slides the shorts from Christy's ankles and a small box is lowered into the ring containing the first key. Meanwhile, the crowd behind Christy is in a frenzy when they see Christy's perfect ass in a white G-string.
Christy was still pleading with the crowd, as Julie throws the shorts to the side and grabs the roll of duct tape yet again. She begins ripping off a large piece that she quickly binds around Christy's left ankle, while making sure to outstretch it as far as it will possibly go. When she is satisfied that Christy's leg won't go any farther, she quickly and tightly wraps the duct tape around the ankle securing it to the cage. She then takes another strip and pulls Christy's right leg outward while she attaches Christy's other ankle to the cage wall.
“Please…please let me go!” Christy is totally panic stricken as her body is now attached to the cage wall in the shape of an X. Julie tosses the duct tape into the center of the cage, where she sees the small box containing the key. Julie steps back and admires her work, while deciding if she should have more fun or try the key. Christy is screaming in panic as hands are all over her body, some girls scratching her exposed skin, others pinching her incredible ass, while men are practically fist fighting trying to grope or squeeze Christy's breasts.
Julie walks back over to where Christy is bound and pulls her leg back, Christy's eyes opening in utter horror.
“Not thaaatttt….UHHHHHH!” Christy moans, as Julie's foot shoots forward and her boot barrels square into Christy's white G-string. Christy's mouth just drops as no sound comes from her lips, with her legs being spread as they were, her pussy caught Julie's boot full force.
Julie backs up a step and then sends another kick into Christy's crotch, the crowd is going absolutely ballistic, while tears stream down Christy's face. Julie is all smiles as she sends another kick barreling square into Christy's crotch and the crowd begins to count "TTHHHREEE!” Christy's is screaming in horror, but her cries get drowned out when the chant of “FFFOUURRR!” is heard after Julie's boot leaves Christy's pussy.
Christy's eyes are screwed shut in absolute pain while Julie is all smiles slamming another foot square into the blonde's pussy. “FIIIIVVVEEE!”, “SIIIXXXXX” Christy's head is now hanging forward, her body being totally suspended by the duct tape holding her tightly against the cage. Christy's head is drooped forward and her legs have given out but she is still held up by the duct tape. Julie appears to be satisfied with the severe beating she administered, and now casually walks over to the center of the ring. She quickly bends forward grabbing the box and heads to the cage door. While this is going on a short haired butchy girl sticks her hand through the cage and begins to molest Christy's crotch through her G-string.
Julie grabs the key and tries the door….only the key doesn't fit. Julie's fans were still busy having fun with the bound and helpless blonde. One lucky guy in attendance was fondling Christy's huge breast while 2 girls's seemed intent on ripping out some of her long blonde hair that they were surely jealous of. The butchy girl was squeezing at pawing at Christy's panty covered crotch. Others began shaking the wall of the cage causing Christy's head to fly back and forth each time hitting the steel wall a little harder. Within seconds, 10 then 20 people began shaking the cage in unison causing Christy's head to fly back, her incredible body shaking in fits. Christy could only moan in pain as her head hits the metal for a fifth time.
Julie meanwhile, grabs the night stick again and walks back over to where her fans are ravaging Christy. Julie nears the cage wall and some of the fans begin to stop shaking the cage as they see the brunette with her night stick cocked backward. Just as Christy's body was being shaken forward, Julie slammed the night stick square into Christy's belly button. Christy can only moan in pain, as yet again the night stick slammed into her tight midsection. Julie rams the night stick into Christy's mid section a third and fourth time before letting the stick drop down to the canvas.
Julie then steps up and latches onto Christy's black Playboy bunny shirt, and begins to tear at the material. With in seconds, the shirt rips down the middle and Julie begins to peel the material off the blonde's body. The crowd goes crazy when the see Christy's white lace bra, while another small box falls down to the center of the ring. Still not satisfied with the beating, Julie walks over to another corner of the ring, and climbs up grabbing a black leather belt.
Slowly walking back to Christy, Julie looks down at the new box containing the 2 nd key but decides to turn her attention back to the helpless blonde. Christy looks incredible tied in an X with just her white G-string and white lacy bra, a small red patch can be seen on Christy's panty line from the brutal kicks she received. Christy's eyes were still tightly shut as the leather belt slashed across her upper thighs with a sickening crack of flesh being slashed.
“EIIIIIHHHH!” Christy immediately shrieked in horror as the leather tore into her stomach this time. The third swing caught Christy's breasts, her lacy bra doing little to provide protection from the slashing blow. The fourth swing totally missed Christy but Julie brought the belt back in a violent backhand slashing across Christy's flawless face. The crowd loved watching the intense action unfold before them, and Julie's sixth swing slashed into Christy's breasts again.
Julie finally put the belt down and grabbed the small box walking back to the door. Key in hand Julie tried but strike two, the key fit perfectly but didn't turn the lock even the slightest.
Julie quickly turns her attention back to Christy and walks over to the helpless blonde. Julie playfully slaps Christy's face lightly to get her attention before she reaches around the blonde's tight body and quickly grabs the clasp on the blonde's bra. Within seconds she unhooks it and peels the bra down Christy's massive breasts letting the material hang over her arms. The crowd screams reach new heights seeing the blonde's breasts yet again, and her unable to defend herself.
Julie now with belt in hand smiles looking at Christy, hanging there in just her white G-string, her body covered with welts, dripping droplets of sweat rolling down her damaged breasts. Julie picks the belt up and slams it across Christy's exposed breasts causing the blonde to wail in pain. Julie is in rage as the belt slashes back and forth, back and forth and within seconds Christy's breasts are blood red. Julie lets the belt fall to the ground as the fans decide to get back into the action.
The men fans in attendance are fighting trying to cop a feel of Christy's incredible breasts, while jealous females begin raking there nails down Christy's back. One girl is repeatedly using her nails to pinch the back of Christy's arms leaving instant black and blues up and down her triceps. The blonde goddess is screaming at being violated, and the new pain tearing her back apart. Someone in the crowd begins to shake the cage yet again and Christy's body begins to shake rhythmatically with the swaying steel. Christy's head which only a moment ago was slumped forward is now suddenly slammed back into the cage. As her lifeless body hangs there it shoots forward only to slam back into the cage wall.
Julie loved watching the crowd doing her work for her as Christy was being thrown about like a rag doll. The crowd keeps rocking the blonde, and never notice that the sweat dripping down her arms is loosening the duct tape holding her wrists to the cage. After a few more shakes of the cage the crowd and Christy are stunned as the duct tape on Christy's arms give way. The blonde never had a chance to brace for the fall as she harshly fell face first down onto the unforgiving cement floor.
Christy is face down on the floor, her ankle binding coming loose from the sweat and sudden fall. Julie is quick to act as she latches onto the back of Christy's long blonde hair and slams her head forward square into the cement floor. Christy only moans as a small trickle of blood begins flowing out of her nose, whether she is conscious or not is anyone's guess.
Julie quickly reaches down and grabs Christy's bra and pulls it up over her lifeless body, leaving her in her black boots and white G-string. Another box falls to the center of the ring, just as Julie finished removing Christy's bra. Julie is all smiles as she walks over to the small box knowing full well this could be it, as she now has a 50% chance of this being the key she needs. Opening the box she quickly grabs the key and tries to put it in the lock…only to find it doesn't fit.
Julie storms back over to Christy who still has shown no signs of life since her face first fall. Julie then grabs Christy by the hair yet again and rips her off the ground forcing the blonde to her feet yet again. After a few seconds, Julie finally gets Christy up and into a standing position. Once up she drags Christy back to the wall of the cage and slams her face right into the metal. Her nose was now steadily bleeding, as again fans latched onto her arms. This time Christy went in face first and now each one of her breasts lay through a different hole in the cage.
Julie presses her weight into Christy making sure the blonde can't break free as guys and girls all rush forward in an effort to get at Christy's incredible breasts. A sadistic looking girl latches onto Christy's left breast and begins to dig her nails into her tender flesh, while others latch onto her arms making sure she can't escape.
STTOPPPPP!!!” Christy wails as her breasts are ravaged. Suddenly a huge monster of a man begins to slowly fondle Christy's right breast, while others desperately try to get in on the action. Another girl steps up and digs her nails square into Christy's left nipple, while the other girl was still squeezing and raking her nails down the outside of her huge breasts.
Christy is balling hysterically at being violated by the crazed fans. The man who only seconds ago was gently fondling Christy's right breast was now using a two handed vice like grip squeezing the shit out of her throbbing breast. Christy's left nipple was being ripped into by razor sharp fingernails, while another girl was still squeezing that same breast. The torment goes on for a full minute before Julie finally latches onto Christy's long blonde hair and rips her back away from the crazed fans and back onto the cold cement floor.
Christy looks horrendous, left only in her white thong and black boots. Her breasts are blood red, with welts and scratches covering them, her body has whip marks and hand prints all over it. Her once perfect face was covered with make up, and blood that was dripping out of her nostril.
Julie takes a few second breather, as suddenly she was hit with a soda from someone in the crowd over on Christy's side. The fans on Christy's side were screaming at the brunette trying to buy Christy some much needed time, but it seemed useless, Christy was just to far gone. Julie gives the middle finger to the crowd on Christy's side before turning her attention back to Christy's lifeless body. All she needed to do now was strip off Christy's G-string and the last box would come down.
It took only seconds for Julie to slide the blood stained underwear form Christy's limp body and she now had left her in just her black boots. It was then that the last box was dropped into the ring and Julie made her way over to it. Just as Julie grabbed the box and walked over to the door she yelped in surprise pain as apparently she had gotten to close to Christy's fans and none other the Christy's friend from the league, Nancy, had latched onto Julie's hair from behind.
Christy and Nancy had been going back and forth lately saving each other from various double teams, and now here was the striking brunette helping out her friend again. Nancy yanked Julie backwards by the hair and that's all she needed for at that second, hands latched onto Julie's arms pinning her against the hard steel wall.
“Let me GOOOO!” Julie wailed as it took only seconds for the crazed fans to secure there grip and bind her to the cage. Nancy secured her grip on the back of Julie's head and began slamming her skull back into the steel wall. Hands were covering Julie's body, some of Christy's female fans were raking there nails in Julie's skin, while the men were all doing there best to latch onto her all natural breasts. While this was going on fans were screaming for Christy to get up but the battered blonde hadn't so much as stirred.
Julie was thrashing desperately trying to free herself from the predicament she was in, but to no avail as the crowd had her tightly pinned in place. After a almost a half of a minute, Christy finally started to stir and heard Nancy 's voice screaming at her to get up and get the key. The key lay at Julie's feet, and only about a yard away from the door that would give the match to either of the girls who could reach it.
Julie continued thrashing, and by now Christy had finally made it to her knees. The blonde goddess looked around the cage, saw Julie being held against the wall and knew she had to act fast. Christy began a long and hard crawl towards where the key lay, and as she neared the cage door, Julie desperately tried to kick the blonde away. It wasn't long before Christy finally reached the key and with in seconds she reached the door slamming the key into the keyhole.
The crowd was going crazy as the key turned the lock, the door opening. Julie was screaming and cursing desperate to try to get free and get through the door, but the beaten blonde latched onto the wall and finally managed to stumble through the door to retain her Cream Puff Crown. The crowd couldn't believe what a match they saw. Julie who still had all of her clothes on, was still pinned against the wall, while Christy was only left in her black knee high boots with blood still trickling out of her nose laying on the cold arena floor, yet she was the winner.
Please feel free to send me feedback on my writing, or matches or gimmicks you would like to see for future matches. Most will focus on or around Christy though. My email address is jjj11100@yahoo.com