As we entered the Kitten, a dive strip-club that offered no-rules wrestling matches, I thought about all the changes this place had put us through in such a short time. Three weeks ago, Becca got herself in over her head in a match with the biggest woman here at the Kitten, and she got demolished. Because of a bet with Louie, the owner of the Kitten, that meant that Becca was on the hook for five more fights here. The following week, Becca was still recovering from her beating, and (we thought) Louie gave her a break in letting two other Uptown Girls wrestle in her place. Unfortunately, one of the girls, Dru, had a grudge against the other girl, Joy, and being a MUCH better wrestler, Dru totally destroyed Joy and pretty-much broke up the Uptown Girls club. Then, last week, Becca was back in the Kitten’s “ring” for her first match against a bodybuilder called Black Mamba, and she couldn’t even last the ten minutes required by her bet with Louie. Mamba took her apart with only four moves in under four minutes. She STILL owed Louie five matches. And just to make matters worse, Dru showed up with her BFF Gina to announce their own group, the Bad-Ass Brunettes, and declare war on the “Uptown Blondes,” namely Becca, Joy, Chrissy, and Rachel. They also introduced their leader, Marlena, and told Becca to get ready for a title deathmatch with her this week. A lot of change for a short time, don’t you think?
I suppose I should “introduce” Marlena. In the last “chapter,” I told you she was “a Rubenesque lesbian who was really funny and nice but could splatter any of the original Uptown Girls.” I can explain the last part very easily. You see, when the six girls decided to form a wrestling club, they went to Marlena to teach them how to wrestle. She literally taught them everything they know. But as the saying goes, “not everything that she knows.” On top of that, she’s bigger and stronger than any of them, weighing in at about 160 pounds with this extremely voluptuous physique that is big but not really fat and surprisingly fast and agile. I know a bunch of guys that would give their eyes to explore Marlena’s lush body, but she’s got absolutely no interest in guys. In fact, it was her interest in girls, combined with the fact that she’d be virtually unbeatable, that made the blondes vote against having Marlena join the Uptown Girls. I guess Marlena’s holding a grudge about that, which is really bad for Becca tonight.
That’s enough introduction, I think. No, wait. There was one more important bit of information from last week’s massacre. Louie also told Christie, Joy, and Rachel that, if they volunteered for at least two matches tonight, he would count their matches against ONE of Becca’s five owed matches. So, this week’s “undercard” will be two matches with the Uptown Blondes. Christi and Rachel will be in the first match, but we don’t have a clue about their opponents. Knowing Louie, the girls certainly can’t expect a fair fight, but between Christi’s agility and skill and Rachel’s muscle, they may be more formidable than he expects. The next match will involve Joy, and it probably pisses off Louie to no end because he didn’t pick the curvy little blonde’s opponent. Joy called Gina directly and challenged her to a grudge match, and Gina accepted. This actually IS a fair fight, and Louie must hate it. He really seems to prefer it when some girl gets squashed. To that end, he agreed to Joy and Gina fighting, but he insisted on two things. One, the girls’ grudge match had to be a “Last Bitch Standing” match that only ends when one girl is pinned for a 10-count and can’t get up to continue within 30 seconds. Two, the loser has to come back the next week for a special handicap match, and that means Gina’s ass is in danger of being torn apart by Louie’s strippers if Joy can beat her tonight. It would really do a lot for the blondes’ morale to actually set up one of the brunettes for a beating, instead of the other way around.
The girls have been training like mad for a week, preparing for tonight. Becca and Joy have been sparring and working out, trying to build up Becca’s strength and Joy’s skills for their respective matches, and Rachel, who truly hates to lose, has been running Christi through the wringer to “toughen her up” while actually working on her own moves for once. It’s worked well for Rachel, sharpening her basic skills, but I hope Christi didn’t get too much “training” and wear herself out. She’s standing in the ring already, wearing her normal lacy, white bra and booty shorts and announced as “Angel Christi” by the DJ. Rachel, always a diva, got here late after going to the salon to prepare for her appearance and barely got here in time for the match, racing into the changing room in a hoodie and shorts. Christi has been dancing and posing in the ring for almost five minutes to keep the crowd from getting annoyed, and she was obviously relieved when Rachel came out in her usual black, kimono-style robe with the hood up. Slipping into the ring, Rachel raised her arms and strutted over to Christi, looking as cocky as she always did at the start of a match. The DJ shouted into his microphone, “Now, boys, let’s get this hardcore match started with Bad-Ass Brunette, RIPPER RACHEL!”
Okay, what? I thought the DJ was on drugs for a second, and then Rachel buried her right hand into Christi’s unprepared stomach, complete with brass-knuckles. Rachel shook off her robe and revealed her black satin-and-mesh teddy and her long BROWN hair. Oh, fuck. Christi was curled up on the mat at Rachel’s feet, and to make it perfectly clear, the larger BRUNETTE started stomping away at the smaller blonde’s head and back.
Ever have a moment when everything seems to freeze? At about the same time as Rachel’s third stomp to Christi’s skull, I saw the whole story. Like I said, Rachel hates to lose. Last week, the appearance of Marlena on the enemy side changed the odds in a big way. Instead of four blondes-against-two brunettes in the blonde’s favor, Marlena really shifted things so the Bad-Ass Brunettes had the advantage. Rachel wouldn’t even have second matches against Dru and Becca after losing her first matches with them. She always arranged to face Gina, Joy, and Christi because she knew she’d beat them. The selfish bitch must have called the BABs as soon as she got home last week and set up this ambush. She worked Christi all week, softening her up and making absolutely sure she knew every weak point, and today, she dyed her fucking hair for this ambush. Now, it’s three blondes-versus-four brunettes and the Uptown Blondes are in deep shit.
To illustrate that point, Rachel kicked Christi onto her back and stood over her. Boom! The new brunette’s ass crashed down onto the smaller blonde’s breasts and drove the breath from her body. Shifting her knees, Rachel pinned Christi’s arms and clamped her left hand around the blonde’s windpipe. Holding her trapped and choking her, “Ripper Rachel” took advantage of the hardcore rules by jabbing the brass-knuckles repeatedly into Christi’s forehead, and the “Angel” was helpless to do anything more than kick her pretty feet against the mat with each blow to the head. The crowd was loving this the same way they seemed to love any match that turned into a one-sided massacre and counted the head-punches as Rachel landed them. At “12,” Christi’s kicking feet had faded away to twitching with each blow, and by “17,” she’d stopped moving at all, obviously out-cold. That didn’t stop Rachel from continuing until she reached an even 20 punches, and then she stood and posed over Christi’s unmoving form to rev up the cheers from her “fans.”
The cheers also brought out the rest of the BABs to stand on the edge of the stage entrance and watch their new recruit. Rachel waved to her team and got a “we’re waiting” gesture from Marlena. Apparently, Rachel had to pass an initiation test by demolishing her former teammate. She responded with a thumbs-up and stomped the belly of the smaller girl, making Christi open her eyes but didn’t look like she knew where she was. She didn’t resist as Rachel forced her up to her feet with two handfuls of hair, and she got run head first into a corner pad so she fell to her hands and knees on the mat with her head hanging down. The “Angel” then received a dropkick to her ass from the “Ripper” that sent her head deep into the pad a second time, and this time, Christi ended up lying face down on the mat. The helpless blonde just laid there while Rachel climbed the corner to the second rope and dropped both knees onto the blonde’s back. Then, she did it again and again and again until the crowd had counted to “10.” Like earlier, Christi had stopped moving before Rachel finished her attack and looked like she was unconscious.
Of course, an unconscious girl can’t stop her opponent from stripping her completely naked, and Christi’s lacey lingerie was peeled off of her yummy curves and tossed to the watching BABs as some kind of trophy for the brunettes. The blonde was then rolled onto her back and her limbs spread so the whole club could ogle her perfect body. That lasted until “Sleeping Beauty” was hit with an elbow drop into her right breast and woke up with a scream. Before she could get her bearings, Christi was pulled to her feet, run across the ring, and tossed between the ropes to land hard at the feet of the rowdy crowd. She ended up on her back again and got beer sprayed over her nude body while Rachel conferred with the other brunettes. Gina ran back into the dressing area and reappeared seconds later with an ancient steel trash can lid. It was dented and roughly circular and covered with spots of rust and fuzzy bits of old trash attached to equally old fluids, and Gina tossed it into the ring to Rachel. This WAS a hardcore match, after all. Carrying her new toy, Rachel went over to the ropes where she’d thrown Christi and stepped through to the edge of the stage/ring. She held up the lid in both hands for everyone to see and jumped down from the ring. She landed on her feet next to the blonde’s bare, beer-soaked body, and as she landed, she brought the lid down, edge-first, right between Christi’s tits. The naked blonde shrieked and tried to curl up with her arms over her chest, but the brunette put her foot on the blonde’s shoulder and shoved her down onto her back again. She needed the “Angel” that way for her next move, digging the edge of the lid into the windpipe of her victim. Straddling the blonde, she pinned Christi a second time and put her weight on the metal lid like she wanted to crush the poor girl’s throat, and the blonde could only kick her feet once more as her face turned beet-red. Thankfully, Rachel didn’t want to spend too much time that close to the club’s patrons and dragged Christi up from the floor by the hair and tossed her back-first into the edge of the stage. Before she could fall, Rachel charged forward with the can lid held in front of her and damned-near knocked off Christi’s head with a loud “clang.” Holding her up, Rachel kept Christi bent backward over the ring edge and dropped the lid on the floor behind her. She grabbed Christi’s head with both hands, jumped backward, fell to her butt with her legs spread, and drove the blonde’s face into the metal lid between her legs with a face-buster, getting howls of approval from the crowd as she rolled Christi over once more and revealed a bleeding gash on the Angel’s forehead.
Rachel stood and accepted her cheers for a few seconds before she went over to talk to the BABs again, and this time, she accepted a pair of handcuffs from Dru and a collar-and-leash from Marlena. She moved back to Christi and forced her to sit up facing the ring and locked her wrists behind her with the cuffs. The collar was strapped around her neck next and used with the leash to make the bleeding blonde stand. Shoved forward, Christi was bent over the ring’s edge, and Rachel slid inside the ring so she could drag her victim inside with the leash. With quick, short yanks, Rachel dragged Christi all around the ring on her hands and knees to show her off in the most humiliating fashion possible, and then she made her stand so she could yank her forward and flatten her with a clothesline. Before Christi could move, Rachel jumped up and stomped her foot down on the cut on Christi’s forehead. The crowd seemed to love that, so Rachel hauled the Angel onto her feet and repeated the combo clothesline/head-stomp three more times. The fifth time, however, she waved to her team, and after leveling Christi with the clothesline, she turned to the BABs and caught a folding chair tossed by Marlena. The chair replaced Rachel’s foot as she hammered the top edge into the head wound, and by this time, you could barely see Christi’s face through the mask of blood.
This was getting scary because Christi was in really bad shape, and I really didn’t trust Rachel to be smart enough to know when to stop. Luckily (sort of), Marlena was smart enough and gave Rachel the traditional “thumbs-down” gesture to end it. Rachel grabbed Christi’s shoulders and dragged her to the closest corner, and she left Christi propped against the corner pad as she arranged the folding chair lying flat on the mat in front of Christi. It took a little time for the Rachel to set up the rest of the move. She manhandled the blonde up and lifted her until she was sitting on top of the corner pad with her back against the stripper pole. Then, Rachel climbed to the second rope, grabbed Christi’s head with both hands, jumped back from the corner, and finished Christi with a second face-buster right onto the folding chair. Christi was out and needed an ambulance as Ripper Rachel stood and rolled her onto her back for a foot-on-tit pin while the club patron’s cheered.
One match done, and one blonde put on a backboard and carried out of the club. It was an ugly start for the night, and just to make it uglier, Becca and Joy came out just in time to see Christi carried out while the FOUR brunettes celebrated the victory in the ring. I don’t think they knew Christi was getting killed by Rachel out here until that moment.
