”Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street I'm the girl next door”
The crowd was already getting excited at the opening cords of Cherry Bomb by the Runaways playing announcing to everyone that the club’s favorite redhead was about to make her way to the ring.
“I’m the fox you’ve been waiting for…”
Katie certainly was, her curly red hair bounced free as she popped out from behind the curtain. The fiery college coed was a nervous ball of energy, and the men who came to see her fight certainly appreciated it, it meant her nipples were nice and erect and her fighter’s shuffle made her bosom sway most pleasingly. Tonight Katie was dressed in a set of imperial purple satin boy shorts with black trim and a vicious set of black leather gloves. Normally she was a happy smiling girl but the Junoesque redhead had a scowl of determination on her face tonight. Three weeks ago Katie’s bestie, Paige, had faced off with Victoria in what was meant to be normal staged club match. Paige recently had a knockdown drag out fight with Alicia that saw Paige come out on top, but against Victoria Paige wasn’t so lucky. Paige never got that they were to pull punches most of the time, and as such she managed to piss off half the girls in the club.
Victoria a pretty young Latina took offense to the new gringas taking her spot. While Paige was a college student Victoria came to the Foxy Lady as a way to avoid the fields where her family worked. She certainly had the assets, standing five foot eight with an impressive 35 inch C cup bust with a tight apple bottom and gorgeous ebon hair. She also had a daddy who adored boxing and taught his little girl how to use her fists, as skill she all too willing to put to use against the tiny Paige. Victoria taught Paige a lesion, pounding the smaller woman mercilessly. Paige was in tears when she called Katie to pick her up from the hospital. She had worn her bruises like a badge of honor after earlier fights, but now she was a broken woman. Victoria had beaten Paige, spit on her, and stripped her in front of the crowd. Katie leapt to her friend’s defense like a big sister. After Katie dropped her roommate off at home she immediately headed to the Foxy Lady to settle things with Victoria.
Lucky for Gary, Victoria had already left with a guy for the night. Otherwise instead of having a KO grudge match to promote he’d have to help the bouncers pull apart a catfight. As it was he was able to convince Katie it would be better to settle it in the ring and got her to sign a contract to fight Victoria with trophy rules in two weeks-time. Gary had his doubts if he could keep the girls apart for that long. Both of them had been sniping at each other leading up to the fight. Katie personally blamed Victoria for the disappearance of her plaid skirt, and would have likely retaliated had Debbie not been keeping an eye back stage that night. For the last 4 nights the girls had worked opposing nights, but finally things were coming to a head.
Inside the ring rather than play to the crowd and try and get more tips Katie was all business, she threw combinations into the corner and waited for Victoria to enter. “All I Do is Win” began to blast of the PA as Victoria headed to the ring. Dressed in a fetching white set of foxy boxing trunks with pink trim and pink 12 ounce leather gloves and knee high socks with pink stripes, Victoria looked every bit the tough fighter she was. She had a spring in her step and was excited to get in the ring and knockout another white girl. She gave the crowd a little show with an Ali shuffle before getting motioned to her corner.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight’s contest is a special grudge match with trophy rules. The losing fighter forfeits her trunks to the winner in the center of the ring (The crowd roared at that idea) and this fight will only end with a knockout or submission.” Another roar from the crowd rose up.
“Introducing first, fighting in the purple trunks with black trim, she stands five feet nine inches tall, with 35 inch chest, a 28 inch waist and 36 inch hips please welcome KATIE!!!”
Katie had a scowl on her face as she stared across the ring at her opponent. When her name was called she raised a single fist in the air but never took her eyes off Victoria.
“And her opponent, fighting in the white trunks with pink trim, she stands five feet eight inches tall, with a 34 inch chest, a 29 inch waist and 36 inch hips, please welcome Victoria!!!”
Victoria formed a little “V for victory” with her arms as she tried to strike a cute pose, Katie mocked her with a mirror of her movements. The glares of both women tightened. Neither one of them pretended to enjoy the prefight rub down from the dirty old men who paid for the right to oil the 20 year olds up before the slugfest. The girls made their way to the center of the ring for the stare down. They matched up well, Katie was slightly taller, Victoria a bit thicker, but they were largely even when it came time for them to stand tit to tit. Victoria had to look up at her red headed rival, which only made her more angry. Neither one of them paid much mind to the rules that Debbie recited to them. All they wanted from her was the go ahead to fight.
“You’re going to pay for what you did to Paige,” Kate said as she stood tit to tit with Victoria.
“No, Bitch, you’re going to pay for trying to take my spot.” Victoria corrected.
“Your spot?” Katie mocked, “Please, I’m way more popular than you could ever hope to be, you are still the bottom bitch of this joint.”
Tension was about to boil over, Debbie cut her speech short and ordered the girls to shake hands. They bumped gloves and backed into their respective corners, neither felt they could safely take their eyes of their opponent.
At the sound of the bell the fighters came with their dukes up high to protect their lovely faces. Victoria had a strong jab and knew enough about ring craft to use it keep the big redhead at bay. The brunette pumped out her pink fist like a piston, one-two, one-two, but it landed into black leather. Katie had seen firsthand the damage Victoria did with her gloves and was not about to let that happen to her. She kept her guard up, but didn’t just rely on blocking. She shifted her weight from side to side as she walked down the woman in white. Katie worked her Dempsey roll till she was in range and then she went to the body of Victoria.
Katie figured that Victoria was soft in the belly, and the loud grunt from when her black glove found it’s mark made Katie happy. The bitch could dish it out but not take it. That might have been a little premature, as Victoria held her ground and split Katie’s guard with and uppercut. Both women went on offense as they fought for the center of the ring. The wise move would have been to give up ground, move wait for an opening. Neither woman was in the mood for that tonight. They were going to test each others will to take and give punishment. Katie planted her feet squarely in the ground and started throwing hooks; Victoria did the same. Ebon and cherry red tresses flew as they landed punches. Each of them rocked the other, but they kept fighting. With ten seconds left the round their arms were burning but they kept slugging. At the bell, both women surprisingly dropped their hands and headed to the corners; it was a long fight, why waste energy. The only thing they had to show for their battle so far was swelling of their breasts and redness on their faces.
Both women took their places in the corner and started to sip water. Katie’s corner was very happy with her, she wanted to brawl and Victoria was giving her just that. The dark haired girl was being lectured in her corner to use her boxing. She had some of the best hands in the club, and didn’t need to stand toe to toe with Katie. They reminded her to use her jab as they rubbed more oil onto her firm breasts.
At the sound of the bell both warriors came out of their corners swinging. Victoria listened to her corner and was throwing the straighter punches so she was landing faster. Katie was still hard to hit, she had good head movement and kept her guard up, but the one two one was causing her problems. The second jab was often timed perfectly to counter Katie’s looping punches. The warrior in purple didn’t have a ton of fight experience to fall back on. Instead she relied on her strength and punching power. Katie was getting annoyed with Victoria’s jabbing. Rather than use her height, Katie concentrated on her strength. She tied up Victoria and leaned on her tit to tit, muscling Victoria into the corner and then unloading. Hiding behind her pink gloves as she was, Victoria was still rocked. She shoved Katie back, which resulted in the redhead coming back twice as pissed. The two locked up again, this time Katie got Victoria in a headlock and landed a couple shots before Debbie could pull the girls apart and issue Katie a warning. The final seconds of the round saw Victoria get some pay back, hammering her jab home when Katie tried to muscle in on her again.
Victoria’s corner tried to calm their fighter down; she’d done good work with her jab and reminded her she needed keep it up if she was going to chop the taller girl down in this fight. On the other side of the ring Katie’s corner was trying to patch their fighter up. She already had some swelling around her eye and her lip got cut. They tried to convince their fighter to use her own jab, but Katie wasn’t hearing it. She enjoyed the feeling of her black gloves smashing Victoria’s tits and soft belly too much to give up banging to the body.
Round three saw the fighter in white shorts take command of the center of the ring. Katie tried to get in and mix things up with Victoria, but she was held back with pesky jabbing from Victoria’s pink gloves. Katie’s corner wanted her to focus on her defense, but half way through the round she didn’t have anything to show for her caution. The fiery redhead had enough, she put her gloves up high and headed in to do the dirty work inside and get some payback for her friend. Victoria was ready for her. She halted Katie’s advance with an uppercut to the body that had Katie clutching her belly, and then dropped the girl in purple with a big hook of her own.
Katie was dazed, one second she was throwing leather the next she was on the canvas staring at a guy her father’s age yelling at her, “Come on, Katie, you can do it get up and fight.”
“Six!” Debbie yelled out.
Katie didn’t know how she got to six so fast, but she scrambled to her feet all the same. Over in the neutral corner was Victoria, leaning up with her arms over the top rope, a little too pleased with herself. She slammed both pink fists together when she saw Katie was up. Debbie gave Katie a few precious seconds when she washed off her escaped mouth piece but it wasn’t enough. When the fight resumed Victoria was all over the girl in purple, swarming her with punches. Katie slugged it out as best she could with her pink gloved rival, but Victoria had the faster more accurate punches. Katie wasn’t as accurate but every shot that Katie landed rocked Victoria, sending sweat flying. Looking at both fighters at the end of the round it was clear who had won it. Victoria had a bad case of sex hair and some bruising to the body and chest. Her corner was concerned about the redness on her face when Katie caught her cleanly toward the end of the round, but they thought they could keep the swelling down with ice. Katie’s team was in panic mode. Her hair was plastered to her face by blood, a cool shower of ice water let them see the extent of damage they were dealing with. Katie’s nose was bleeding, same with her lip, her left eye was nearly swollen shut.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Katie’s corner asked, “Are you trying to get hit out there? Keep your hands up, for the love of God try and box for me, sweet heart. You’re a mess.”
“I can beat her.” Katie said.
“Not if you don’t start fighting smarter.
The bell rang for round four. The corner shoved Katie’s mouthpiece back in and pushed their fighter forward. The redhead was still a little unsteady on her feet, but was thinking clear enough to try and do what her corner suggested. She pumped out her jab as Victoria approached her. The Latina was ready for this. Her pink gloves were up high and she was able to slip under Katie’s jab to deliver punishment to the body. Rather than trade leather Katie backed off and threw her jab. Victoria brushed it aside and fought her way in again. In a pure contest of boxing, she was clearly the superior fighter. Victoria had refined her movements in countless backyard boxing matches in her family get-togethers of her youth. She knew that a change in her opponent’s strategy meant Katie was hurt, and she should press her advantage.
Now it was the girl in white and pink fighting on the inside. The two young women fought close, tit to tit at times, and Victoria was getting the better of it. She ripped Katie to the body, and managed to drop her again with a shot to the liver. Katie was hurt, everyone knew it, Debbie was already to four and the redhead was still on the ground sobbing. There was something satisfying about seeing her rival on the ground, but Victoria didn’t want for the fight to end just yet. She rushed out of the neutral corner to stand over Katie and taunt her.
“Come on, Puta, I thought we were boxing. Weren’t you going to beat my ass? Look at you now, just a crying little girl.” Debbie heard enough at this point, she pushed Victoria back to a neutral corner. But the crowd had taken up Victoria’s taunts.
“Come on, bitch, get up and fight,” one man yelled as Katie sat there on her knees still clutching her gut.
Easy for you to say, thought Katie, you aren’t getting hit.
Still Katie didn’t want to go out this way; she got to her feet to fight again. Victoria couldn’t have been any more pleased with Katie, she was on her feet, and even slower than before. Victoria’s pink gloves landed at will, Katie tried to slug back, but Victoria was too fast for her. Katie’s most effective line of defense was clinching, she pressed her blood spattered chest against Victoria’s sweaty breasts and squeezed her for all she was worth. The crowd loved the tit fighting, and so Debbie stayed back so the girls could fight it out. Katie kept Victoria pinned close to her, but Victoria was still slugging to the body till the bell rang. Sore and frustrated, Katie lashed out and tossed Victoria to the ground with a hip toss more suited to wrestling than boxing. Now Debbie stepped in.
“What the hell was that?” Debbie asked. “I told you I wanted a clean fight and I can’t deduct points in this match.”
Debbie followed Katie to her corner, and shoved Katie aside to take a seat on the redhead’s stool. “Bend over,” Debbie ordered. Katie just stood there confused. “You either bend over my lap or I declare Victoria the winner.”
Katie still didn’t know what Debbie was doing, but even though she was hurting Katie was not about to cede the fight. She lay her body over the older blond, and all became clear. With the practiced hand of a mother, Debbie pulled down Katie’s purple shorts and exposed her shapely ass, then began administering hard corrective swats to her butt. The crowd went wild as seeing the former boxing school girl get a spanked. Katie felt humiliated, worse than that she wasn’t getting the ice and water she needed. Of course neither was Victoria, she sat in her corner laughing at Katie rather than sip water.
After twenty had swats Katie was told to get up, and she rubbed her ass until Debbie pulled her shorts up for her. She got a quick sip of water and a rinse for her mouthpiece just before the bell rang for the start of the sixth round. Victoria was on Katie before she even got out of her corner. The white girl took two hard hooks to the head before she got her gloves up. Victoria kept pounding Katie, trying to work her pink leather into Katie’s side, but mostly she found forearm. By this point in the fight, they were as sore of as the rest of Katie’s body. Katie was paralyzed by Victoria’s bombardment of punches only basic instinct had her covering up.
There were screams from the crowd to “Knock that bitch out!” and suddenly Katie remembered she could hit back. Victoria had gotten sloppy with her defense, and Katie caught her with a big hook to the head that sent sweat flying into the third row. Katie got her right tit pancaked by pink gloves for her trouble, but fought back landing to Victoria’s belly. Slowly but surely Katie fought her way out of her corner a minute into the round. Things went down from there for Katie; she had not just punched herself out and given Victoria room to move. In the open ring Victoria was able to slip Katie’s looping punches and land her counter. Katie had lost one eye to swelling, and was forced to fight with just one hand as she tried to protect herself. Victoria was doing her best to stay in Katie’s blind spot and needle her, but two minutes into the round Victoria had lost some steam to her punches too.
“Come on, Puta.” Victoria demanded as she ripped a series of hooks to Katie’s ribs. The brunet left herself open to a hook from Katie, and had her nose smashed open. Victoria cupped her face, as crimson seeped out of her pink gloves. Katie took a deep breath for a second and admired the silence that had come over the building with her last punch.
“Come on, Puta.” Katie mocked, she knew she’d pay for that. Victoria charged at Katie but she enveloped the hot tempered Latina in a clinch. Victoria tried to throw leather, but she had a hard time breaking free of the redhead who enveloped her driving her tits into the brunet’s chest. The two women tested their chests against one another. At this point they both had swollen and painful breasts from the punches they endured, but neither would acknowledge the other had hurt them more. So they battled in the center of the ring, trading short choppy punches and forcing their sweaty chests together till the bell sounded and Debbie pried them apart.
Victoria couldn’t sit still in her corner, she wanted to get back to fighting Katie, and couldn’t understand why her corner was so concerned with a simple nose bleed. Only when Debbie asked her if she could still fight did Victoria look down and get an idea of what happened. Her proud chest was covered with blood as was the towel used to wipe her face.
“Don’t you dare stop this,” Victoria said, “I owe that slut some pay back.”
Seeing the girl in white bleed did wonders for Katie’s confidence and energy. For the first time she turned her back on her opponent and stood with her arms braced on the top rope of her corner rather than sit on her stool. Ice was placed on her blackened eye, and she took water to rinse our her bleeding mouth.
“Is she scared?”
“She looks more angry than anything else,” Katie’s corner told her.
“Good, that makes two of us.”
Katie wanted this fight to get some revenge for her friend, the money she’d get was an nice bonus. But now heading into the seventh round as battered and sore as she was, Katie had to admit she would fight Victoria for free. Victoria was without a doubt the toughest fighter Katie had ever faced, and she was dying to know if she had what it took to finish the job. As Katie took her mouthpiece in and turned to face the fighter in pink gloves her heart raced. Something about standing across the ring from the topless fighter in white and pink excited Katie. Making this far into the fight was an accomplishment, but Katie wouldn’t be satisfied until she broke her opponent.
Right from the bell Victoria was back to swinging, her powerful cross was landing to Katie’s tits often, but there was a cost. Katie was retaliating with hooks to the head and body. Victoria told herself it was natural to focus on her opponent’s tits. She had heard the patrons and even the girls backstage argue about who was hotter, Katie or her, and this was her chance to show she was the better woman. She desperately wanted to show the crowd, the other girls, Gary and most of all Katie herself it was her. Katie had been fighting with reckless desperation for the last few rounds, but as she circled around the ring she took note of the look in Victoria’s eyes. Katie didn’t know much about ring craft, but she could see the doubt in Victoria’s eyes for the first time. Victoria wasn’t she she’d win for the first time in this fight. Now that Victoria had doubts, Katie would give her fears. Katie took another painful shot to her breasts and did more than just get mad, she got even. The purple clad boxer retaliated with a rib crushing hook to the body that stopped Victoria dead in her tracks. The bleeding brunet took two more stiff jabs before she got her gloves up to defend herself from Katie.
Victoria didn’t want to get hit like that again, and fell back to her reliable jab. Katie was ready with her Dempsey roll. After she slipped a jab Katie countered with a cruel uppercut that clipped Victoria’s pouty lips before smashing her bleeding nose again. The brunet gave out a mighty wail with that hit, and was forced to stop for a second to catch her breath, that is when Katie hit her again with another hook, this time to the cheek. Blind instinct had Victoria swinging back, but Katie walk through her rival’s flailing with a gritting of teeth. The redhead went to the body, landing her black leather to Victoria’s soft belly and bender her in half. That set up the hooking right that caused Victoria to crash into the ropes. One arm draped over the top rope, the other held onto the middle as Victoria clung on for dear life. Katie wanted to continue the punishment, but Debbie held her back. It took precious seconds to get Katie to a neutral corner, and Debbie was calling for the bell but Gary wouldn’t have it, he yelled “She can still fight.”
Victoria was on her feet, but if she could fight was a different matter entirely. The brunet was uneasy on her feet, but did know enough to have her hands up. Katie bounded from side to side in the corner trying to get the crowd involved. They were screaming for blood, and Debbie decided to let the fight go on to avoid a riot. Katie charged forward and battered the girl in pink paint brushing her with a pair of hook with either hand. The redhead fought off the clench attempt with a well-timed body shot that dropped Victoria’s guard then delivered an overhand right that sent Victoria crashing down like timber.
Katie let out a primal roar that harmonized with the crowds as they all witnessed Victoria fall over like timber. Katie ran around in a semicircle to the neutral corner with her gloves low and out stretched finally taking notice to the blood thirsty crowd around her again. They showered the warrior in purple with a chant of “Holy shit! Holy shit!” as they had just witnessed the most brutal knockout in the history of the club. Victoria was lying face down ass up motionless on the canvas, her mouthpiece ¾ of the way out of her mouth. Debbie didn’t even bother with a count rather did her best to see if Victoria was OK. A few moments later she awoke to see Debbie hovering over her with a concerned look and the crowd chanting Katie’s name. It still took her a few second to figure out what happened and when she did she began to cry. Katie loomed over her, bloody, bruised, but happy.
“You lost, bitch,” Katie taunted as she grabbed at Victoria’s trunks, a price must be paid for failure.
The mob roared as Katie used her gloved hands to rip off Victoria’s trunks and twirled them above her head like a helicopter. Katie pulled Victoria up to her knees by her hair and shouted to the crowd, “This is what happens when you mess with me or my friends.”
It was funny, Victoria had been stripping her for years, doing multiple shows ever shift, but now being stripped bare by Katie she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed and frightened as she was dragged to face the throngs cheering the victorious Katie. Katie had never felt more powerful or sexy as she did in the moment parading around the ring with blood spattered breasts holding her opponent’s trunks in one gloved hand, and her hair in the other. Debbie finally had some mercy for Victoria and raised Katie’s hand in victory allowing the brunet to collapse in tears as Gary got on the PA to announce “Your winner, Ladies and Gentlemen, and number one contender for the Foxy Lady Championship, KAYYYYY-TEEEEEE!”
