(This is a re-write of my Christy series, which I posted on Seakings site years ago. This is the first match Christy was involved in and I overhauled it, added a one page background, pictures of the girls, and also commentators to the match. I am taking a break from my other series featuring Natacha…. let me know if you think I should continue re-writing/re-editing this series for now!)
Christy, a heart stopping blonde bombshell 21-year-old college student, desperately needed money as she struggled to become a model. School was going no-where fast and Christy, who was on the verge of being kicked out of college, spent almost all of her free time in the gym working on her incredible body or sitting on the warm California sand darkening her golden tanned skin. The sandy blonde’s grades were in the toilet, and she was forced to compete in local bikini contests, most of which she easily won, while she looked for a full time job modeling and struggled to pay the bills. Christy was running out of chances at school, and was almost ready to move back to her parent’s house calling it quits when she came across a flier on campus looking for attractive women to make quick cash. The ad looked fake and cheesy, and the blonde wouldn’t resort to making porn of any kind, but reluctantly took down the number and decided to call when she got home anyway. Christy walked back to her dorm room with the number in hand having no idea if this would pan out, but at this stage she was almost open to anything.
Christy stood 5’3” and had a body far more suited to become a Playboy Centerfold rather than a serious glamour model as was far to short and way to busty. Her tiny 22-inch midsection was fit and tone, and her shapely thighs and large full 34D cup breasts accentuated her curvy frame, yet it was those same large breasts that most serious modeling agencies tended to shy away from. Her thick long sandy blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and ended in tiny curls flowing down over her bosom easily reaching halfway down her back. Christy had a stunningly beautiful face with high cheekbones and a thin nose, with thick sultry full lips, and dimples that lit up her face when she smiled. She had enchanting light brown eyes, and often went overboard on her makeup really covering up her natural beauty, preferring to go heavy on various colors of eye shadow, thick eyeliner, and loud glossy lipsticks.
She got back to her one bedroom dorm room and called the number having a brief conversation with a heavily accented man. The man assured her he wasn’t looking to make any nude shoots, or porn of any kind and just wanted to meet face to face with Christy. Christy was somewhat leery, yet set up an appointment for the next morning and got little sleep praying this would turn into something for her. The night dragged by for the blonde who slept hardly a wink and was dead tired when her alarm went off. Christy quickly slid on a pair of tight jeans, a tiny spaghetti strap white lace top, and pasted her make up on. Christy made her way to the appointment with the thickly accented man, Ozzie, whom it turns out was looking for girls for his wrestling federation. Christy brushed off the idea immediately, having no interest in fighting another girl, or getting hurt for that matter, and stood up ready to leave.
The man begged and pleaded but Christy wasn’t about to get into any catfights, especially for the little amount of money he was offering. Christy’s hand was on the door, the blonde ready to leave when the man began offering more and more money pleading with her to give it a chance. She hesitated as the money being offered was become extremely attractive. Suddenly, Christy paused in her tracks and listened as Ozzie went on about the huge signing bonus he was willing to pay her. Christy was shocked at the amount he offered her and was very hesitant having never been involved in a physical altercation of any kind in her life. The blonde listened as Ozzie asked her to consider a few boxing matches and basic wrestling matches, and the gloves were heavily padded and the chance for any injury was very minimal. Christy just couldn’t bring herself to do it and was ready to leave when Ozzie blurted out an even greater sum of money if she signed a contract. Christy stopped dead in her tracks, and couldn't believe the amount of money when she heard it and tried to play it cool, making sure there was no catch. The stunning blonde told Ozzie she would think about it and call him back in the morning. Ozzie begged her to sign right there and then, but Christy remained leery and took the offer home and looked it over a few times making sure everything looked legit. The blonde still couldn't believe the amount of money she would be making and called Ozzie back the next morning accepting the job as a new wrestler in the league.
Christy took her signing bonus, quit school and spent the next month training heavily for the federation. The month of training was spent divided into sections and each morning Christy met with a trainer doing an hour of intense cardio, followed by 1 hour of wrestling moves and basic mat techniques, she was given off two hours for lunch, spent an hour strength training, and then did some boxing drills followed by another two hours of wrestling. Most of the matches were going to be wrestling, but a few times the girls would have to lace up gloves and box so they were required to be proficient at least. The blonde didn’t mind the cardio or weight training, but some of the wrestling moves left her sore and aching.
After the intense month of training Christy was in the best shape of her life and what little baby fat she had turned into firm muscle. Fight night arrived and Christy sat nervously in her locker until a knock at her door brought her out of her trance. She quickly hurried up and made her way down the deserted walk way and towards the ramp, while her opponent was called out and now stood in the ring.
“Making her way to the ring next standing 5’1”, weighing 98 pounds with measurements of 33B-24-34 is Alllllyyyyssssonnn!”
Brittany: And now fans the next match has our newest competitor, Christy, involved in a one on one wrestling match up against the lovely and talented Alyson.
Carolyn: That’s right it’s going to be a classic blonde vs. brunette matchup as
Brittany: (Interrupting) Pleaaaaase the only thing classic about this boring match will be how quickly the new blonde gets her ass kicked. Alyson should make short work of this new wannabe…in fact I heard from multiple sources that Christy hasn’t even been in a fight of any kind in her whole life! This fight will last about 3 minutes max…who wrestles after this do we even know?
Carolyn: I wouldn’t be too quick to pass judgment as Christy progressed great in her training
Brittany: (Interrupting again) Should we give her a lollipop for finishing training…it’s training…that blonde bimbo doesn’t have any experience with anyone other than some light sparring and wussy training…it’s kill or be killed and Alyson has that mentality!
Carolyn: Well fans, in a few minutes we’ll see for here comes Christy ready to make her debut!
Brittany: Oh boy here we go…I can hardly contain my excitement because Christy just got done with her training…this should be a thriller for everyone!
Christy stood nervously until the announcer’s booming voice echoed in the arena, “And now folks making her debut for us tonight, she is a former winner of our very own state Hawaiian Tropic bikini contest, along with winning numerous beach and bar bikini contests standing 5’3” weighing 101 pounds with measurements of 34D-22-33 is CHHHRIIISTTTTY!”
Christy was called out first and the crowd went absolutely crazy when the blonde slowly came out to the top of the ramp. Christy's heart pounded uncontrollably in her chest and her stomach churned as she stood at the top of the ramp listening to the ravenous cheers and whistles. The blonde, who was used to being in front of crowds in bikini contests, had never experienced anything like this before. Even though she went through a great deal of training it all seemed to be slipping from her mind as this was by far the largest crowd she would be competing in front of. Guys were screaming and hollering at the blonde who stood like a deer in headlights at the center of the walkway frozen in place trying to take everything in. Christy looked incredible, wearing a skimpy floral thong bikini bottom that came up high over both of her curvy hips, and a thin string of material parted her fleshy ass cheeks. A matching floral bikini triangle top held her full breasts snugly in its confines, while pushing both mammaries together at the base nicely enhancing her already cavernous cleavage. Her tight stomach looked incredible and it was clear this girl spent a lot of time in the gym, and had a body to die for. She had the thickest set of dark sandy blonde hair, which ended midway down her back in big wavy curls, and cascaded over her shoulders ending in her canyon of cleavage. Christy's makeup was flawless, as she chose dark blue eye shadow to cover her hypnotic blue eyes, accented with a thick black eye linier, while her dark red lipstick coated her puffy lips.
Christy took a second to get her bearings and looked around at the screaming crowd while her heart continued pounding rapidly in her chest. It took her a few seconds before one stiletto-heeled foot came forward and she finally began making her way down the small ramp walking towards the ring. Fans in the front row were reaching out trying to touch the stunning blonde who was walking like a robot towards the ring. After a few steps, the blonde finally took the cue and began hi-fiving a few lucky guys in the front row. Christy walked over to the stairs, slowly climbed up the steel ring steps in her heels giving the fans an incredible view of her thong-covered ass. The three-inch heels really brought out the definition in her tiny legs as she climbed up upon the apron. Christy slid between the ropes and the crowd was still wildly screaming and cheering on the sexy blonde, who could only smile as she looked around the arena at the rowdy crowd, her pulse racing as she tried to calm her nerves.
Carolyn: Christy sure looks lovely tonight, and the crowd really seems to be behind her, I’m looking forward to seeing her in action!
Brittany: Fake hair, fake tits, fake nails, fake tan, and fake smile…sigh…what strip club did we find this trashy whore working in…yeah I can’t wait to see this Barbie doll get pounded!
Carolyn: She’s a stunning looking woman…do I detect some jealousy?
Brittany: Let’s see what she looks like when Alyson mashes that slutty blonde’s ugly face around the ring for a few minutes…this bimbo doesn’t stand a chance tonight!
When she entered the ring, Christy glared across at Alyson trying to intimidate her smaller opponent as the blonde had a good three inches on the brunette. But Alyson, not one to back down from anyone, broke the silence, “Fuck you lookin at you slut? I’m gonna fuckin rip your eyes out and shit down your sockets!” Alyson screamed at the blonde. Christy stood speechless, her stomach churned and her mouth dropped wide open in utter disbelief that the little brunette was so vulgar. The crowd on the other hand heard Alyson and began to get rowdy, as they eagerly anticipated a great match up. Alyson turned and raised her arms, “I’m gonna fuck this cxnt up!!!!!” She screamed as she continued to gain supporters by the seconds as most fans in attendance loved seeing the hotter girls in the league get squashed.
After showboating for a few more seconds, Alyson slowly made her way to meet Christy in the middle of the ring as the referee went over the rules for the fight. The girls were basically allowed to do anything but scratch and punch each others faces, or use weapons of any kind. The fight would go on till one girl submitted or became unconscious, and other than that anything the girls could think of would be allowed, and encouraged.
Just as the referee was finishing going over the rules, Alyson bounced forward and fired a jarring open hand slap slashing painfully across Christy's flawless face. Christy was shocked as her cheek flared in pain, her head whipped to the side in response and sent her long hair sprayed outwards. As this happened, the referee signaled for the bell and Christy’s debut match was underway. Christy backpedaled and before her hand came up to defend herself, the other side of her face was met with another violent stinging smack, this a flush backhand blasting high across her left cheek. The blonde yelped out in pain, but Alyson never let up as she closed her fist and sent a punch slamming flush into Christy’s wide open midsection. Christy was shocked and the air shot from her lungs, the sexy blonde immediately doubled over from the surprised pain and was left gasping and trying to catch her breath. Alyson quickly stepped up beside the hunched over beauty and her hands snaked into Christy’s long locks. Christy was still bent forward at the waist and her scalp suddenly blazed in pain as Alyson began tugging wildly dragging the aching beauty in tow. A wail of pain filled the air as Christy stumbled forward awkwardly pulled along in pain as the brunette yanked the blonde’s head side to side towing her around the ring. “Scream for me bitch! I’m going to rip you’re fucking hair out until your bald!” Alyson yelled and violently tugged the beauty forward by her long hair. Christy’s eyes were coated with tears only seconds into the match, as her training couldn’t have taught her to prepare for the pain she was feeling as her entire scalp was burning in agony.
Brittany: What a quick start for Alyson, that blonde bimbo has no idea what’s in store for her…I wonder how Christy would look bald?
Carolyn: Alyson cheated! She blatantly attacked Christy before the bell and the referee did nothing!
Brittany: Oh boo-hoo…this is going to be an even longer night than it needs to be if you keep whining like a baby! Why don’t you just shut up and watch!
Desperately Christy began trying to pry the brunette’s hands from her scalp, but before she made any progress the blonde was suddenly flipped through the air and sent spinning down to the mat, being snap-mared by the fiery brunette. Christy lay on the mat with a look of rage on her face starring upward at the fast approaching Alyson wondering what the hell had just happened to her. Before the blonde could defend herself, Alyson bent forward and dug her hands tightly into Christy’s long locks, the brunette quickly helped herself to two handfuls of Christy’s hair. Christy’s angelic face pursed in pain, “EIHHHHHHH!” the gorgeous blonde wailed in agony as she was yanked off the mat and painfully pulled up to her feet by her hair. Christy was slightly hunched over and the blonde never got her bearing as the brunette’s knee barreled upward and slammed into the blonde’s lower stomach catching her just above her thong. “Oomph” The blonde’s gasped as the wind left her tiny frame but Alyson still had her tight grip upon Christy’s hair and wildly began ripping her about like a rag doll. “Does that hurt slut?” Allyson taunted as she yanked Christy forward towards the ropes. A shriek of pain filled the air as Christy was pulled painfully around the ring, the brunette hell bent on making an early statement as she dragged the helpless blonde around the ring.
Brittany: Wow it’s a good thing Christy finished her training…look at how much she learned!
Carolyn: Will you just watch the match, it’s still early, and Christy hasn’t had the chance to turn the tide after Alyson cheated to start the match early!
Christy’s nails wildly dug into the brunette’s wrists and finally the blonde was successful in freeing her hair from the brutal assault, her scalp burning with pain. Christy’s body was just coming upward when she suddenly gasped in pain as Alyson’s foot came slamming up and barreled into her right knee. The blonde’s leg instantly buckled and gave out and Christy dropped down onto the mat into a kneeling position, her long hair wild and disheveled and a look of fear painted on her face as Alyson stalked forward. “I bet your’e used to being on yours knees aren’t you slut…probably blowing at the guys at the strip club after work?” Alyson screamed as she brought her knee flying forward slamming squarely into Christy's right breast. The gorgeous blonde’s face contorted in pure agony, as her ample breast flesh was painfully flattened against her chest bone, the sexy bikini top providing no protection from the grueling blow.
Brittany: Holy shit with all that silicone filling that fake tit it’s a wonder Christy even felt Alyson’s knee!
Carolyn: What a low blow! I can’t believe Alyson would attack Christy’s breasts!
Christy’s hands immediately cupped her aching breast trying to massage away some of the searing pain pulsing through her mashed melon, stunned that the brunette bitch would attack her prized chest. Alyson took a second and paraded around the ring with her arms high over her head, clearly quite pleased with how the match was progressing thus far, listening to the roaring fans showing their appreciation. Alyson decided not to waste too much time and quickly turned her attention back to Christy who was still on the mat massaging her aching orb. From behind, Alyson bent over the aching blonde and entangled both hands in her long locks and yet again Christy screamed in pain as she was roughly hauled upward. The blonde was painfully pulled to her feet and the brunette tugged the gorgeous gal over towards the ropes and then flung Christy backward and slammed her into the turnbuckle. Christy's upper back met the padding and Alyson wasted no time following up as she lowered a shoulder and leapt forward barreling into the blonde’s tight stomach. “Ompphhh” a sexy moan filled the air as Christy’s tiny frame launched back into the turnbuckle and the blonde’s head rolled side to side, clearly dazed from the sudden onslaught. Alyson dropped back a step and then her forearm flew forward painfully smacking right across Christy's exposed upper breast flesh. The crowd yelled “WWWWOOOO” ala Ric Flair as the blonde’s breasts stung in pain from the stinging smack. Alyson repeated the move again and again, each time her wild smacks knocking the blonde’s breasts about on her chest as the sexy bikini top jiggled and shook about, while Christy’s arms were still sprawled over the tops of the ring ropes.
Brittany: Holy shit those fake fun bags are the perfect targets! I bet a blind person couldn’t miss those huge monstrosities!
Carolyn: Another illegal attack…poor Christy needs to get out of the corner and fast as Alyson seems locked in on Christy’s breasts!
Brittany: I can’t say I blame her for attacking those things…I wonder what the hell is stuffed in those massive mounds?
Christy’s hands were finally coming up over the ropes when the screaming crowds count reached seven, the blonde’s upper breast flesh was beat red and her orbs were flopping to and fro about her chest threatening to pop out from behind the tiny triangle top. Finally after another stinging slap across her aching breasts, Alyson quickly changed tactics and her balled up fist flew forward and slammed home crushing the blonde’s already sore right breast. Christy’s eyes screwed shut in agony as her right breast was rocked by the jarring punch and her hands flew to her pulsing mammary just preventing it at the last second from popping right out of her bikini tip. Christy’s hands were cupping her breast and Alyson resumed the attack, with a look of pure evil on her face the brunette drove her kneecap shooting upward and pounded it deep into Christy's crotch! Chants of “Holy Shit!” filled the air as Christy’s mouth hung open in a perfect “O”, the blonde tried to scream as her gorgeous face contorted with pain.
Carolyn: Low blow! What a cheating bitch! I can’t believe Alyson would do that!
Brittany: What…I didn’t see anything wrong…what match are you watching?
Carolyn: Dear lord poor Christy is in a world of trouble, and the referee isn’t even doing anything.
Agony like she had never experienced filled her entire body as her crotch pulsed in pain and the blonde slowly and involuntarily slumped down to the mat as her legs gave out. Christy was in shock, the blonde laying in the fetal position as she feverishly began massaging her pounded pussy trying to alleviate the searing pain, her entire body seemed to be numb. With Christy curled in the fetal position, Alyson again paraded around the ring, gloating at how easy a time she was having with the blonde bimbo. The fans roared their approval, while poor Christy was in a world of hurt trying to assuage the pain in her pussy oblivious to the ravenous crowd. The blonde was desperate for a break from the onslaught she had underwent and desperately tried to crawl under the ropes to buy some much needed time. Alyson was on the other side of the ring and turned just as Christy began rolling under the bottom rope and painfully began crawling out of the ring. Under the bottom rope, slowly Christy slid from the apron and the blonde’s feet buckled yet again as her entire lower half was still aching in pain as she almost crumpled to the arena floor. Christy was holding onto the ring apron for support with her left arm, while her right hand was still lodged in her crotch trying to soothe the growing ache. Inside the ring, Alyson dashed over and slid under the ring ropes, and the brunette snuck up behind Christy who was staggering and half slumped over. Alyson came up from the behind and once more helped herself to two handfuls of Christy’s long locks.
“EIIIHHH!” Christy wailed in surprised pain as Alyson viciously grabbed onto her long hair. This time the brunette painfully spun the blonde around and quickly pulled Christy’s head down and forced it between her shapely thighs trapping her perfectly in a standing head scissors. Those in the front row roared in approval as Christy was bent over at waist level, her incredible ass sticking provocatively in the air, the high cut thong barely covering her meaty ass cheeks. Christy immediately panicked as pressure slowly began building in her head, and she felt her temples pounding and desperately thrashed back and forth in hopes of freeing herself. Alyson watched the incredible ass wiggling back and forth as Christy squirmed in place, held tightly in between her thighs. “I bet a slut like you loves to be spanked” Alyson squealed with glee and brought her right hand upward and sent it flying down smacking across the blonde’s left ass cheek, the fleshly mound jiggling painfully. Christy yelped in surprised pain as her fleshy cheek took another stinging smack, while Alyson taunted her, “Whose been a naughty little slut?” The brunette smiling and firing another open handed smack into that same cheek which now was turning red.
Brittany: Whip that bitch’s ass!
Carolyn: I’m not even sure what to say at this point, Alyson has been in complete control and things aren’t looking good for Christy in her debut so far!
Brittany: Are you kidding…I think things look great for Christy, in fact I can’t remember seeing this much of an ass kicking…and Alyson is three inches shorter than that fake titted slut!
Hunched over, Christy’s ass wiggled sexily back and forth as her hands pushed against Alyson’s thighs trying to free herself. Her ass was bright red, and the blonde found herself stuck in place, her same ass cheek smacked again and again. Alyson showed no signs of slowing, as her hand went up and slashed down beating the blonde’s left ass cheek again and again. By now the crowd was chanting each time a slap whipped into her tender behind and by the time they reached twenty Christy ass was bright red and welted, the blonde pleading, “Please…please, Let me go….please!” Alyson was enjoying dominating the sexy blonde and wanted to inflict even more pain upon her beautiful opponent and quickly changed tactics, as her hand was sore from all the spanking. The brunette was all smiles as her hands snaked forward and her fingers secured a tight grip on the sexy thong bikini, Christy having no idea of the forthcoming pain. Alyson had a nice tight two-handed grip on the sling shot thong, the brunette tightened her fingers around the material and then she ripped back and pulled upward as hard as she could. “AIIIHHHHH!!!!!” An ear-piercing shriek of agony filled the air as the material of the thong violently buried itself deep into Christy’s still tender and aching crotch.
Brittany: What a move fans! That will teach that slut to wear her dental floss thongs in a wrestling match! I hope I gets stuffed inside of her!
Carolyn: This has no place in wrestling…I can’t believe how under handed and low Alyson has sunk.
Brittany: Please Christy has no place in wrestling…that bimbo deserves this and then some!
The crowd was going wild as Alyson continued pulling back evilly, Christy screaming like a banshee as her thong bikini was slowly wedging into her aching womanhood. The hunched over hottie was still trapped in the standing head scissor and was shrieking for release as Alyson continued tugging back on the material, which was slowly stretching and began thinning. “I’m going to fuckin love jamming this thong in your mouth after I kick your sluttly ass !” Alyson taunted as she gave the thong another violent tug. Poor Christy’s ass whipped side to side and her head was pulsing in pain, the thong was now almost completely buried inside her crotch as she whimpered, “Please let me go!” Alyson smiled, “Beg me…beg me you worthless bitch!” she yelled and tugged the material upward again forcing Christy on her tiptoes to try to alleviate the pain in her crotch. After almost a full minute of tugging and pulling, Alyson finally let go of Christy's thong, which was now worked deeply into her crotch, the blonde in complete agony. Alyson gave the aching beauty no rest as she violently brought down both fists into the small of Christy’s back in a perfect double ax-handle. Christy groaned in pain as she was driven down forcefully to her knees, one hand reaching around to the small of her back, the other hand gingerly pulling the thong out of her aching crotch. Alyson strode forward and a jarring kick blasted flush into the blonde’s exposed stomach sending her crashing to the ground and gasping for breath. Alyson fired another kick, this time driving it straight down into Christy’s belly button, the blonde wondering what she had gotten herself into regretting entering this match.
Carolyn: I think that was the first some-what legal wrestling move Alyson did all match!
Brittany: I hate to burst your bubble, but I think Alyson is going to have her way with the blonde bimbo! What was Christy thinking entering this match…in fact Christy is getting her ass kicked by the smallest girl in the federation! Alyson isn’t even a hundred pounds!
Christy lay sprawled on the arena floor and Alyson hurriedly stood over the aching Goddess and planted her feet on her long hair, pinning it in place tightly against the arena floor. The brunette reached forward and grabbed both of Christy's limp arms and secured a tight grip on her wrists. Smiling, Alyson violently pulled upward on Christy’s arms while standing on the blonde’s hair. “My haiiiiiiiirrrrrr!” Christy shrieked as her scalp was instantly ablaze with pain, the blonde fearing her hair might be ripped right from her scalp as her torso was painfully pulled up off the arena floor while her hair remained pinned in place. Alyson hissed, “Scream for me bitch!” as she let Christy's body drop back down to the arena floor, only to pull her right up again, forcing another pained scream from the battered blonde. “You’ll be begging me to stop you fake titted whore!” Alyson taunted the beauty as she repeated the entire painful process again. Christy’s enchanting eyes were coated with tears as her hips bucked wildly trying to free herself to no avail as her body was pulled up while her head was held painfully in place. Again, her sweat coated glistening body was lowered to the cool arena floor and then painfully ripped right back up again.
Brittany: Rip her hair out! I want to see clumps of that blonde’s locks on the ground!
Carolyn: Fans the ref needs to take control of this slaughter…Christy needs help and soon!
Brittany: Screw help…according to you Christy has passed her training so by now she should be a veteran ready to show her in ring prowess at any second…why don’t you hold your breath for that, please?
After a few agonizing seconds, Alyson finally let go of Christy's hands which immediately flew up to her head to tend to her aching scalp and ensure all of her precious hair hadn’t been pulled out. With her hands in her hair, Christy’s midsection was wide open and Alyson took full advantage stomping her heel downward slamming into the blonde’s belly. Alyson looked on with a smile on her face as she laughed at her beaten opponent, “Get the fuck up off the ground you worthless whore!” Things didn't look good for Christy who had yet to show any sign of offense, and was curled up into the fetal position paying no attention to Alyson or the screaming fans. Alyson couldn't believe just how evil she could be, but she was strangely enjoying dominating the stunning blonde, hoping to inflict more damage and embarrassment to the aching beauty. Bending forward she again latched onto the blonde’s hair and began hauling her upward of the ground, the blonde scrambling up quickly to alleviate the pain in her scalp. With two handfuls of hair, Alyson dragged Christy over towards the screaming crowd, “Let’s rearrange this ugly face of yours shall we?” she asked the blonde and then drove her face first into the steel crowd divider. A thud filled the air and Christy saw stars as her nose exploded in pain when it mashed into the unforgiving steel, the blonde going down in a heap falling to the arena floor.
Brittany: I think this is a perfect time to give Christy a facial!
Carolyn: I hope Christy is all right; the poor girl went face first right into the metal!
Brittany: Oh don’t worry…with all the surgery that tramp has had she can probably just get another nose job!
Christy was on the ground, both hands holding her aching face when again Alyson latched onto her hair from behind, “Let’s go slut!” she yelled as she dragged the aching Goddess upward. The fans were going wild, as Christy was helpless to defend herself from again being mashed face first into the steel divider, this time her forehead clanking loudly against the metal. Christy’s eyes glazed over, but Alyson wasn’t done yet, “Still think your hot shit slut” She screamed as she again yanked the blonde forward face first blasting into the metal, another thud filled the air and the blonde’s legs buckled and like a sack of bricks and Christy went down in a heap. Alyson wasted little time, latched onto Christy’s limp wrist and began pushing her up under the bottom rope wanting to take the fight back into the ring. After a quick and brief struggle, Alyson managed to get the aching blonde back into the ring. Christy lifelessly rolled across the ring holding her aching body while Alyson jumped onto the ring apron. Standing outside the ring, the brunette waved out to the roaring crowd, which only grew louder screaming and cheering showing their appreciation. Alyson stepped through the ropes, and walked over to Christy who was watching her approach with a look of terror covering her face. When Alyson came within a few feet, Christy shot her fist out and drove her forearm flying upward burying it into her opponent’s crotch.
Brittany: Now that’s a low blow…I can’t believe that slut attacked poor Alyson’s crotch!
Carolyn: Finally some offense, albeit underhanded for sure, from Christy…let’s see if she can capitalize.
Alyson never saw the forearm coming and it instantly dropped her to her knees, her lower body exploding with sudden pain. Christy incredible body was wracked with pain and she couldn’t mount an immediate attack, but she’d gained precious time to recover and regain some composure. Alyson was writhing on the mat massaging her crotch when Christy crawled to the ropes, and began pulling herself up. Christy’s forehead was bright red, and her legs were wobbly from the abuse her crotch took, but finally the blonde tugged herself off the mat and slowly made it to her feet. Christy gingerly stood against the ropes, and slowly picked the thong wedgie from her ass and pussy, and the crowd erupted with a chorus of jeers and whistles. Christy held one hand to over her still aching breasts while the other clutched the ropes for support, never taking her eyes off of Alyson. After a few seconds of a much-needed rest, she warily approached Alyson who was still writhing pain on the mat. Christy pulled her foot back and fired a vicious kick flying directly into Alyson's ass. Alyson yelled and screamed as Christy's foot shot forward and slammed into her a second time, this time landing squarely on her thigh. Alyson couldn’t believe the sudden turn of events as her lower body was suddenly racked with pain. Christy, still in a world of pain herself, bent over and grabbed Alyson's hair dragging her to a standing position. Rearing back, Christy let another kick fly and Alyson's leg buckled when the jarring blow landed flush against the outside of her kneecap. Before Alyson could go down, Christy again kicked the brunette in that same thigh. Alyson collapsed to the mat as her leg gave out from the impact but Christy bent over the aching brunette and laughed, "What happened to your tits dear? Are those an A cup or did a mosquito bite you twice?" Alyson hissed from the ground, “Fuck you you fake titted cxnt!” and her face instantly winced in pain as Christy pulled her up by the hair.
Brittany: For the first time in quiet a few matches I think I am speechless…Christy is showing an ounce of offense!
Carolyn: She can’t let up, Christy needs to press the attack right here!
Christy spun Alyson around by the hair and flung the tiny brunette into the ropes, the blonde charged forward and lowered her shoulder dropping both beauties to the mat. Alyson’s stomach took the brunt of the jarring impact and the wind left her frame as she lay on the mat, while Christy bounced back up to her feet. Wasting no time, Christy’s foot flew up in the air and the blonde slammed a kick thudding into Alyson’s ass. Alyson groaned from the impact, while now it was Christy’s who began making fun of her opponent, “God you have the body of a twelve year old little boy…who would want to fuck you?” she joked and slammed another kick blasting into Alyson’s derriere. Alyson’s face winced in pain as Christy had two handfuls of her long brown hair, the blonde yelling, “How does this feel bitch?” as she wildly pulled the aching gal off the mat. Back and forth Christy began shaking her hands causing Alyson to stumble around as her hair was painfully pulled side to side. Christy loved dishing out some payback, the blonde still running her mouth, “Come along little boy…let’s go far a walk!” Christy violently ripped Alyson forward by the hair until the brunette’s leg gave out and she crumpled to the mat, both hands coming up to her aching scalp.
Carolyn: Nice move by Christy and it looks like she turned the momentum of the match right around in her favor!
Brittany: Please she pulled some hair, and made fun of Alyson’s all natural body…hardly impressive if you ask me!
Christy again bent down to grab Alyson’s hair, but the brunette’s hand swiped out catching Christy right across her face. The blonde yelped in pain, “My eye! Fuck!” She screamed as she spun around and quickly made her way to the far corner of the ring, holding her face with both hands. Alyson ruffled her hair quickly, and then made her way up to her feet on the far side of the ring starring across at the blonde. Alyson took a few seconds and then slowly walked toward Christy, who hesitantly retreated back into the corner, trying to sidestep the advancing brunette, while attempting to quickly clear her vision. “Afraid of me popping those fake fuckin’ watermelons, is that why you’re running? Don't want me to spank your big flabby ass again, huh skank?" Alyson taunted.
“Fuck you! You little cxnt!” Christy screamed and had heard enough deciding to go on the offensive. The blonde sprang into action and ran at Alyson with her claws out stretched, trying to lock her hands into Alyson’s long hair. Christy was charging forward with raised hands, and Alyson had ample time to quickly lower her head and the brunette drove her shoulder blasting into Christy's midsection. “Ummphh!” Christy groaned in sudden surprise and pain as the wind was blasted from her tiny frame. Again, the tough brunette immediately went on the offensive, grabbing Christy by her long hair and running her into the corner of the ring. Christy squealed as she was forced to run behind Alyson who suddenly stopped and slammed the blonde’s model like face into the corner turnbuckle. With a secure grip on her hair, like a woman possessed, Alyson began ripping back and smashing Christy nose first into the ruff padding of the turnbuckle! The ravenous crowd again began chanting each time the blonde’s face blasted into the turnbuckle, again and again her nose painfully being driven down slamming into the padding. The count reached ten and Alyson wildly ripped backward and slung Christy’s backward, the blonde toppled over her feet and landing flat on her back, spread eagle in the center of the ring. The crowd loved every second, as Christy's body glistened with sweat under the bright ring lights; her lungs rapidly expanded and contracted as she tried to get her breath.
Brittany: That slut is going to pay now! This is over…Let’s see how Alyson finishes this match!
Carolyn: I hate to agree with you, but if Christy can’t get up, this debut match of hers may be over.
Alyson was on the blonde in a flash, not allowing Christy any time to rest, the brunette quickly grabbed the blonde’s limp legs and pulled her over to the turnbuckle. Alyson joked, “Let’s see if that nasty crotch of yours can take a little abuse…bet this will be like fucking a big cock!” she screamed and placed Christy’s legs on either side of the steel upright. Alyson quickly jumped out of the ring, grabbed both of Christy's ankles and secured a tight grip before the brunette pulled backward as hard as she could. Christy's wide open crotch sped forward and slammed into the steel, the blonde’s eyes bulged while she let out an ear piercing screech “Oh My GOOODDD!” she wailed. Alyson didn't stop and the evil brunette kept pulling, and tugging painfully increasing the pressure on Christy's crotch. “Let go!!!!” Christy yelled, and thrashed her arms, scrambling on the mat desperate to free her legs to alleviate the increasing pain in her aching pussy. Alyson tightened her grip and again reared back driving the blonde’s pubic mound into the steel pole. Alyson kept up the pressure for a few moments while Christy begged for much needed relief “Please let go! Please!”
Carolyn: What the hell is Alyson doing! Poor Christy has no chance…I can’t believe how low Alyson has sunk!
Brittany: I loooovvveee it!!! That big floppy titted skank won’t be fucking any one for a lonnnng time!
Christy’s sweat soaked leg finally freed itself from Alyson’s hand as her wild thrashing paid off as the blonde pulled her legs inside the ring and curled up into a ball. Alyson listened to the roars of the fans and wasted little time as the brunette slid under the bottom rope and smiled at her aching opponent. Alyson slammed a kick into the blonde’s lower back and hand little trouble rolling the aching beauty onto her stomach in the middle of the ring. Alyson smiled, “Time to ride you like the dog you are bitch!” the brunette hissed in Christy’s ear. The blonde was sprawled on the mat, chest first, while Alyson bent over and in one quick swipe undid the clasp of Christy's triangle bikini top. Securing a one-handed grip on both of the straps, she then jerked back viciously like she was pulling the reigns of a horse. The crowd went wild as Alyson reached back with her free hand and again spanked Christy's incredible left ass check while continuing to pull backward on her bikini straps. The pressure was pancaking the blonde’s tits against her chest, both mammaries flattening against her chest bone, threatening to slide from the confines of the slowly disappearing triangles at any second. Christy’s red ass cheek took a few more stinging slaps, and then Alyson began using a two handed grip on the bikini straps pulling the blonde off the mat. Christy scrambled on all fours like a dog and tried to keep up as Alyson gained speed before the brunette reared back on the straps and stopped dead in her tracks. Christy’s momentum carried her forward and the blonde gasped in humiliation as Alyson ripped back on her bikini top ripping it right from the stunned blonde!
Brittany: Holy shit we get to see Blondie’s big floppy tits!
Carolyn: This is terrible! Clearly Christy wants no part of this as she is laying face down with both hands shielding her now exposed breasts.
The crowd was screaming as Alyson tossed the bikini top to the corner of the ring, bent down and latched onto the blonde’s sweaty hair. Another scream of pain filled the air as Christy was slowly being dragged up off the canvas, her hands still shielding her exposed orbs as she was pulled up. Alyson let go of the blonde’s hair and quickly began snacking her arms inside of Christy’s, sliding her hands under the blonde’s arm pits and prying her hands away from her breasts in the process. Instantly, Christy's large nickel sized nipples popped erect to their exposure to the chilly air, both mounds of perfection glistening in the arena lights. Before she knew what was happening, Christy’s arms were being pulled over her head, and suddenly the blonde found herself trapped helplessly in the center of the ring trapped in a perfect full nelson. With her arms raised high over her head and her shoulders pulled back against Alyson’s body, Christy's enormous 34D's were on full display for all to see, and the crowd was deafening, seeing arguably the most perfect set of fake tits they had seen in the ring. “Stop! Pleasssseee just let me go…No more!” Christy screamed for release but Alyson roughly forced her forward towards the ropes.
Brittany: Just how much silicone did she stuff into those fuckin basekballs…it’s amazing she can even wrestle with those fake fun bags flopping around!
Carolyn: This is uncalled for…Christy did nothing to deserve this and this clearly has no place in the wrestling match!
Brittany: Oh shut the hell up and let’s watch this!
Alyson was all smiles, “I bet you paid a pretty penny for those fake tits slut! I say we show them off to everyone!” the brunette yelled and continued to parade the blonde’s exposed mounds of perfection slowly around the ring for all to see. Christy's head hung down limply in shame, and luckily for her, her long hair was slightly covering her breasts. Alyson finally noticed the blonde’s long locks covering her nipples, and laughed, “You ain’t getting off that easy slut, let’s get these floppy titties shaking!” Alyson sadistically shook Christy's body, making her bare boobs jiggle and bounce uncontrollably around her chest both orbs flopping wildly in place, while her long blonde hair was whipped from side to side like a rag doll.
Brittany: Dear lord, it’s amazing those things don’t jump up and smack her in her own face!
Carolyn: I still don’t see what Alyson is trying to accomplish with
Rachel: (interrupting) Are you blind??? She wants to humiliate this slut in her first match and make an example out of her!
Alyson proudly paraded her trophy slowly around the ring, Christy bucking and thrashing to no avail, while the brunette stopped at each side so the crowd could get a good, long look at her exposed breasts. Christy’s head hung in shame, but with the thrashing she was helpless to stop her breasts from freely flopping around her chest. But, Alyson got careless, or perhaps underestimated Christy’s condition, for the blonde was finally able to free her arms by dropping straight down on her ass. Alyson staggered back somewhat knocked off balance, and Christy immediately cupped her bare breasts in her hands and started to scramble on her knees toward the edge of the ring! “Get back here you slut!” Alyson shouted and hurried to block Christy's escape from the ring, catching her by her long hair yet again. Kristi screamed out, and her arms gave away just as the blonde was nearing the ring ropes, her scalp exploding in pain as Alyson had two handfuls of her long locks. Alyson hauled backward and quickly positioned Christy's head between her knees for second time. Christy's legs were slightly parted and one half of the arena had an excellent view of her rosy red left ass cheek.
Carolyn: Christy is now being manhandled…I am not sure why she doesn’t submit and end this horrific slaughter!
Brittany: That slut is probably to stupid to even know the rules! Besides this match is getting better by the second! Look Alyson seems to be just getting started!
Inside the ring, Alyson had another two handed grip on the back of the blonde’s sling shot thong, and suddenly the brunette reared upward ripping the rapidly thinning material deep into her ass. “OHHHHH my God!” The blonde shrieked as the material buried inside her crotch, while the crowd cheered wildly at the sight of the haughty blonde being manhandled. Another tug upward was followed by a shriek of pain, but this time Christy’s limp body was pulled forward and sent Alyson backward a step allowing the blonde to pry her head free. Christy quickly twisted around hoping to free herself, but Alyson wouldn’t let go of her thong, which was now buried deep in her ass and pussy. The intensity of the wedgie increased as Alyson stepped up from behind the blonde and began to jerk up on the shrinking thong while Christy desperately struggled to break away. Now positioned directly behind Christy, Alison began to bounce up and down, the thong going painfully up higher and higher, each jarring tug making Christy's perfect tits shake uncontrollably. The thong worked itself deeper and deeper into Christy's pussy and with each bounce more and more of her well-groomed thatch of dark pubic hair and swollen labia came into sight.
Brittany: HAHAHA let’s just say the curtains don’t match the carpet if you get my drift!
Carolyn: Dear God, Christy has much more to worry about that if she is a natural blonde…please!
“Don’t worry sweetie…we’re gonna get you naked soon…I promise!” Alyson taunted the aching Goddess as she reared up on the thong again. Christy screamed in agony, tears streaming down her flushed face as one hand was wildly pulling at her thong wedgie trying in vain to alleviate some of the pain. Her other arm was crossed over her bouncing breasts in an unsuccessful attempt to hide her exposed orbs from the leering crowd. Alyson bent at the knees, reared up and the thong stretched to its breaking point, the brunette’s arms straining as poor Christy hoped from foot to foot in horrendous pain. “My crotch….please….please stop!” Christy begged and then suddenly the blonde got her wish as the thong dramatically snapped, the end sliding painfully out from between her pussy lips and ass cheeks.
Brittany: Holy shit the bimbo is naked!
Carolyn: I am speechless…let’s just hope this ends now…poor Christy!
Christy collapsed to the floor in a heap, holding her naked and aching body, the blonde seemingly unconscious, as she lay sprawled on the mat her arms barely moving to shield her exposed body. Alyson slowly walked over to the sobbing blonde, “Let’s end this…whatd’ya say?” Alyson asked and dragged the blonde off the canvas and up to her feet by her hair yet again, tears streamed down Christy’s flush cheeks leaving black mascara trails in their passing. Alyson still had two handfuls of hair and charged forward pulling Christy painfully along stopping near the corner and driving the blonde chest-first into the turnbuckle. Christy gasped when her naked breasts slammed into the ropes and she barely offered any resistance when Alyson spun her around. The brunette quickly pried both of Christy's limp arms up and over the top ropes on either side of the turnbuckle, then pushed her head back and arching her naked body in a wanton display for all to see. Christy’s incredible sweat soaked body was sprawled in the corner, but Alyson didn’t seem quiet done yet as she quickly grabbed the blonde’s left foot and began hoisting it upward and over the middle rope. The blonde’s head lulled side to side as Alyson quickly repeated the move pinning Christy’s right leg over the middle rope. Just like that Christy’s body was suspended in the corner, the blonde completely and totally helplessly held in place.
Brittany: HAHAHA…Don’t look know but I think Christy may be playing possum…Alyson better be careful out there!
Carolyn: I still don’t understand what Christy is thinking the poor girl is helpless…why doesn’t she just submit?
Brittany: I’ll tell you why…she’s to fucking stupid…that dumb bitch has no clue…in fact her intelligence probably matches her wrestling prowess.
Alyson seemed ready to end the match right here and now, whether it was via submission or making the bitch pass out. Alyson walked forward and placed her tiny hands directly onto Christy’s forearms pinning them in place over the ropes, “I hope you don’t plan on fuckin’ no one any time soon!” she hissed and then drove her kneecap slamming upward crushing it against Christy’s wide open and exposed crotch. Christy made no sound as her head was thrown backward in a silent scream of agony, black makeup trails streaming down her cheeks, as her lower half seemed to be numb from the pain, her eyes rolling back in her head. Both legs were spread wide open, hung over opposite sides of the ring ropes, and again Alyson lifted her kneecap driving upward exploding into Christy’s defenseless and exposed crotch. Christy’s head whipped side to side as her upper body stretched back over the turnbuckle, thrusting her exposed breasts upward in a sexy display. Suddenly, the sick sound of the brunette’s knee echoed out thudding against Christy’s crotch as Alyson launched her knee upward a third time. The blonde’s head lolled side to side in agony, her breasts bouncing about on her chest, as a fourth grueling knee was slammed into Christy’s pounded pussy. The fans chanted as Alyson’s knee continued to drive upward, the brunette completely destroying poor Christy womanhood. After an agonizing ten straight knees to the crotch the blonde was totally broken, and she finally slipped out of consciousness.
Brittany: What a statement Alyson made her tonight fans! Christy looked like a lost cause out there showing no in-ring prowess as all…I say she needs more training!
Carolyn: I am sure that’s not what poor Christy has in mind tonight, let’s hope she’s ok to compete again next week!
Brittany: Oh look we may not even have to wait until next week! Look Alyson doesn’t seem finished just yet!
Lifelessly, Christy body slumped forward and was just hanging limply from the ropes, Alyson raised her hands above her head and the crowd screamed its approval. The brunette slowly walked around the ring relishing the screaming crowd for a few seconds before she made her way over towards Christy’s thong bikini bottom. The brunette bent over, snatched up Christy's discarded thong holding up in the air as a trophy waving it around her head listening to the roars of the fans. Loving the reaction she got, she slowly stalked over towards the helpless blonde and began stuffing the tattered sweaty thong into Christy’s mouth without even a murmur of protest from the sleeping blonde. “I bet that tastes like shit!” Alyson joked but got no response as she finished jamming the entire thong inside of Christy’s mouth leaving the blonde’s body draped over the ropes while she left the ring listening to the roar of the crowd.
Carolyn: I can’t believe what Christy just went through…what an uncalled for despicable act by Alyson!
Brittany: I love it…that dirty slut got a taste of her own medicine! Literally! What a great debut for Christy…I can’t wait to see her in action again…in fact I don’t think I have ever seen any one beaten that badly before!
Let me know if you like this series as a re-write or if I should continue on the Natacha series. Please feel free to send me feedback on my writing either here or at my email address is jjj11100@yahoo.com.
