New Blood - The Fourth – By Beaker

Finni Graham v Maureen Anderson

After three incredible battles it was two one to Consorts Cuties with Penny Bridges underlining her ranking and rising star by comprehensively thrashing Beaker’s top babe Sherri Pinnear to put the Suffolk Sirens ahead leaving Maureen Anderson the opportunity to clinch victory for the team against Beaker’s weakest warrior Finni Graham. Penny completely living up to her new position as the Ultimate Champion had destroyed both Beaker’s top billed fighter and her own team mate Sheena McMahon because she had lost the first bout when the woman was brought back to the locker room. Now she was motivating Ms Anderson as the fourth fighter prepared to enter the ring hopefully to win the match for Consort’s cuties; Maureen was struggling she had suffered a bad loss to Sheena and had now seen the woman badly beaten how could she possible win now plus she was alone that bitch Sara Wilde had stolen her man and everyone knew before she did.

A sharp slap across the face stopped that day dreaming, “Focus bitch I told you we need to win quick here otherwise I have to fight again,” snarled Penny, “Now get out there and thrash the bitch!” Ms Bridges shoved the tentative curvy blonde standing 5’5” and stretching the tape a delightful 36C-26-36 inches and on the scales a comfortable 136lbs as she followed Consort to the door and on towards the ring a silk kimono wrapped around her virtually naked body. Stepping through the curtain she approached the ring nervously but the cheering crowd and the support of Consort calmed her nerves as she stepped into the arena opposite the Ash Brown haired Finni Graham a comparable 5’6’” and an almost identical figure at 36C-26-36 inches although a smidge lighter at 132lbs. Finni was already stripped for action a lacy white thong her fighting attire as Maureen shed her silk to reveal a black thong as her teams colours as the pair moved to mid ring and final instructions from the referee Irene Scott.

So far there had been no requirement for the ringside judges as each match had been decided within the time limit with a result and so only Irene had interacted with the fighters and her blunt style had won her no friends during the evening in fact more likely a few challenges to sort their differences out in a fight. That might get the referee an early shot at the new Ultimate Champion after they had exchanged words earlier in the evening here she reminded the fighters it was a thirty minute best of three fall match with one minute to recover between falls before the match would be resumed. Sending them to their corners she mocked, “After the cream the curdling has arrived!” both women glared at her and she added, “Both of you at once if you think your hard enough?” but the pair were drawn away by their promoters as Irene laughed, “Anytime bitches now come out fighting seconds away fight’s on!”

Finni and Maureen left their corners with encouraging words from the men and locked up in mid ring with Maureen immediately improving her own confidence with a neat twist and hip toss that sent Ms Graham crashing to the canvas. Maureen quickly followed taking the woman’s arm and heaving her into a neat Irish Whip that again sent the bohemian beauty back to her back on the mat and followed down with a neat leg drop across the still held woman’s arm trying to weaken the limb before Maureen rolled into a neat am bar lock as her positive start continued and she dominated the early proceedings.
Finni twisted and launched her legs upwards a neat head stand and she simply lifted herself free of the lock and stepped back as Maureen smartly rolled away fearing a belly stomp. That roll meant she came to her feet facing away from her opponent and she suffered because of it as Finni jumped her from behind and attempted to apply a sleeper hold but Maureen sharply drove back her elbow and caught Ms Graham flush in the navel and drove the air from her lungs. Turning quickly Maureen lifted her knee into the folding woman’s chest delivering blow to the breasts of the bohemian that lifted Finni upright and rocking on her heels hands moving towards her suddenly throbbing breasts until Maureen absolutely levelled her with a forearm across the throat that sent Ms Graham slamming back to the mat on her back.

Consort yelled, “You’ve got her now pin her!” as his charge continued her stunning start and listening to him she threw herself at the flattened woman a stunning flying body press crashing heavily across the woman’s chest knocking the wind from her lungs and pinning Finni’s right arm and hooking the woman’s left leg she applied a cradle pin that Irene slapped the mat to confirm and suddenly Ms Anderson was one nil up inside barely three minutes of action completely belying her 0 and 3 fight record. Finni looked the more nervous shocked and stunned now as Beaker moved quickly to get her to her corner and some urgent moral boosting action before the second session the match hung in the balance. The promoter worked quickly with a cold sponge and even slid his hands into the woman’s knickers to give her a sensuous squeeze between the legs that certainly perked her up, “Now think about that for a second imagine what else I could do for you now get up and kick her arse she’s never won a match let’s not start now!” She grabbed his face and kissed him passionately, “I will!” and she rose to her feet as the bell sounded remarkably calm after her nervous start.

Meanwhile Maureen was excited she had stunned herself and was relishing the contact with a man after the humiliation of Andy’s shocking liaison with Ms Wilde and she promised Consort much when she completed the win in the next session. He cautioned, “Stay focused she will come out on fire one more pin to us and the match is ours!” then the bell sent her almost skipping back into the ring and straight into a flying drop kick as Finni charged forward and launched the move from the off. Her bare feet caught Maureen full in the chest crushing her breasts and sent her flying to the mat as Ms Graham rolled to her feet and immediately grabbed the woman by the hair and lifted her rival into a crotch hold inverted and slammed her back to the mat following up with a brutal heel stomp to the flattened woman’s stomach.

Maureen sat up with a retch and was again hauled to her feet by a handful of hair interrupted by a knee lift to her aching breasts as Finni extracted some revenge for the earlier attack. Switching angles she locked Maureen into a side headlock before twisting to hip toss the woman to the mat rolling with her captive to sit down with Maureen still held in the side headlock but now on her back. Finni twisted and pushed up to her feet with Maureen still held about the head lifted looking down at the mat until Ms Graham dropped to her knees driving Ms Anderson face first to the canvas a modified DDT that stunned the woman and allowed Finni to roll the woman to her back and quickly straddle her creating the wonderfully named school girl pin that Irene administered the coup d’grace to slapping the mat to equalise the fight and still more than twenty minutes on the clock as the referee announced the score. Finni slid forward to rub her crotch over the still stunned Maureen’s face; “Now you’re mine baby!” she smiled before rising to return to her corner.
The corners had a different air about them now with Consort stroking his woman and urging her back to the fore in the contest promising a reward late with a similar caress to the one applied earlier by Beaker to his woman. Meanwhile Finni was encouraging him to follow up she was eager to enjoy the fruits of victory with the man and drew his hand to her groin, “I’m wet for you and she knows it now this will be easy!” “Just be careful stay focused and we can celebrate safely first finish her off this is not over yet!” he warned as the bell called them back to action, “Don’t worry I want to win for you handsome!” she kissed his cheek and stepped past him to face the approaching Ms Anderson. Maureen perked by Consort was eager to claim the team victory as she reached for her opponent bracing her legs ready for a strength test that Finni ignored her arms started to come up but then she lashed her right foot between the woman’s thighs kicking her full force in the crotch.

There was almost a pause the crowd appeared to gasp as Maureen was lifted off her feet momentarily by the force of the blow and she landed with her knees buckling as Finni now grasped her hands to hold her up. The Bohemian beauty stepped forward to drive her knee into the belly of the woman and as she folded over the invading blow a further two knee lifts followed one to each breast as Maureen struggled for breath and dropped to her knees. A thigh across the face sent her sprawling and Finni grabbed her by the left ankle and dragged her to mid ring another heel stomp finished any thoughts of fun for the night as she stomped hard on the throbbing crotch of Ms Anderson. Maureen screamed as her sex was kicked in and she twisted wildly rolling to her stomach in desperation but Finni stepped over her and applied a brutal Boston Crab.

Maureen wailed she was trapped in the brutal back bending hold as Irene lent close and hissed, “Well are you going to rip her sex out Graham or just rely on the Crab?” before she dropped to one knee and said to Maureen, “Well loser do you give now or take more pain?” Maureen refused to surrender so Finni listening to the Scot hooked the woman’s legs under her arm and did indeed apply a crotch maul in addition to the Boston hold pinching and twisting at Maureen’s savaged sex again that was enough and with another screech of pain Maureen yelled, “Stop stop I give get off me you bitch!” Irene stepped forward but Finni was already releasing the holds and stepping off the beaten woman, “I was going to sit on your face but you would enjoy it you lose so often no wonder your man left!” sneered Finni before she strutted back to her corner and the embrace of her promoter while Consort moved to the weeping Maureen and led her away. She demanded that he help her train her to get some revenge for all this humiliation and she was satisfied when he agreed.

Beaker meanwhile went with the triumphant Finni to the locker area interesting promises being made on the way but before that there was still a match to finish with the four winners now into a pot to be drawn to face each other in the deciding round if that ended one all there would be a further fight. Consort and Beaker returned to the ring to draw the lots with Irene and Carol Smith each woman promising the promoter some excitement after the event as the lots were prepared. Consort drew his first fighter, “Jill Parsons” victrix against Maggie Smith then Beaker drew her opponent, “Lynne Leyton” who had thrashed Sheena in the first fight of the night. That meant that Finni would face Penny Bridges as a reward for her win in the other match in the quickly named survivors round and as she had just been in the ring it would be the Leyton/Parsons match first in the second round of contests. The two promoters disappeared back to the locker area to prepare their fighters each found tension Penny was snarling at the still weeping Maureen while Lynne was hissing at Finni, “You better not let us down bitch!” It was still an interesting evening. END OF ROUND 4