Here is the third installment in Bree's episodes at the Flamingo Club - this tale is part 1 of 2 and the second should be completed fairly shortly. Hope everyone enjoys reading it!
Frazier vs. Ali, Tyson vs. Holyfield, Mayweather vs. Pacquiao…and tonight Bree the busty Blonde Beer Girl vs. Danielle the wicked Wonder Woman. There’s no love lost between these two Goddesses, and in their first match up Danielle slaughtered my girlfriend Bree, who tonight was looking for revenge going one on one in a boxing match. Blonde vs. brunette, both gals stood 5’8 and were wearing heels in their sexy costumes, the roaring crowd screaming in anticipation of seeing them in action again. The bell sounds and the sexy gals slowly emerge from their corner, going round and round in the center of the ring listening to the roaring fans, each looking to extract revenge upon the other. Both beauties met in the middle of the ring and the war begins, as they come together waiting little time getting the bout underway, rapidly throwing quick punches and jabs. Surprisingly, neither girl threw any wild swings as they both were feeling each other out and trying to land a quick shot through their raised defenses. Danielle stepped forward after blocking a hard right and delivered a flying left cross that was intended for Bree's head. The sexy blonde stepped back at the last possible second and just when Danielle's fist whooshed past her face, Bree fired a return left jab. Danielle gasped as the blow caught her in the face, and Bree quickly followed up with a solid right cross to the stomach.
Danielle groaned in sudden pain and almost doubled over when a second blow blasted into her tight stomach that took her totally by surprise. Bree had a look of rage on her face, and fires another left jab this time smashing it into Danielle’s right breast. Danielle winced in pain from the stinging shot and quickly brought her gloves down trying to cover up her midsection. Bree was in attack mode and wildly began throwing jabs and hooks flying forward into the brunette’s body driving her backward until her upper back hit the ropes. Hitting the ropes must have surprised Danielle as the second her back hit the ring rope, her guard dropped down in shock and Bree fired a huge right uppercut. The punch flew through the air and the wicked uppercut crashed right into Danielle’s chin, snapping her head back sending her long hair flying outward. Danielle was clearly stunned and she was sent right back into the ropes again, this time bouncing off them and falling back towards Bree. Danielle gasped as she came off the ropes for Bree met her rebounding body and began firing hard lefts and rights – what a great start for my girl!
Danielle groaned and tired to cover up, but wherever she put her gloves Bree would deftly punch in the complete opposite location. As Danielle’s guard came down a hard hook hit her cheek sending her head outward in response to the stinging blow. Danielle groaned and brought her glove up and Bree took advantage firing a quick right cross square into the brunette’s stomach. Bree saw another opening and then began peppering shots forward slamming punches into Danielle’s breasts. Danielle gasped in anguish as she was driven backward into the ropes, her midsection taking a few hard shots each one seemingly sapping the life from her. Danielle hit the ropes and that’s the split second when her right breast took a nasty stinging cross, and the brunette quickly brought her guard up to protect her aching orbs. Danielle had no answer to Bree’s sudden attack and found herself doubled over as a left hook met the side of her head. Danielle’s body crumpled forward and Bree went wild throwing jabs and crosses to the side of the aching blonde’s head. A right uppercut crashed into the dazed brunette’s forehead head and down Danielle went, crashing in a heap on the canvas moaning sexily in pain. After getting the shit kicked out of her in the first two wrestling matches, it seemed Bree was a much more natural boxer, the blonde smiling out to the roaring crowd.
Danielle was stunned having no idea what the hell hit her, and the brunette slowly made it to her knees as the ref’s count began. Taking a second to catch her breath, Danielle made it up as the count reached 7, the brunette wincing as her tits were killing her and that gave her an idea. Danielle stood up and as she did her left arm quickly draped across her aching breasts while her right arm was held out weakly in a defensive pose. Bree smiled when she saw this and took it as a sign that the brunette was really hurt, now was the perfect opportunity to make the blonde pay! Bree charged forward while Danielle slowly back peddled away from the advancing beauty, her left arm still holding her breasts and her face wore a mask of fake fear. As soon as Bree stepped with in range, and was about to throw a punch Danielle’s right arm reared back and flew forward slamming a hard cross into Bree’s stomach. The gorgeous blonde had fallen into Danielle’s trap and she instantly bucked forward from the painful punch that caught her totally off guard.
Now it was Danielle that went on the offense and her left hook barreled into the side of Bree’s head. Bree’s head whipped to the side and Danielle didn’t let up as a stinging right cross blasted the blonde’s right breast flattening it painfully against her chest. Bree groaned in pain while Danielle's right cross smacked into her left cheek almost turning her head around on her shoulders. Danielle followed up with a huge uppercut, this one barreling upward into the blonde’s right breast – it seemed to be quiet the inviting target in her matches thus far. Bree winced as her breast shot upward in her costume top, the fake orb jiggling wildly, and the blonde was suddenly shocked and slow in blocking any punches. Danielle stepped forward and unleashed a devastating right, left combo to Bree's head, snapping her neck violently side to side, the blonde’s head whipping side to side as she was loosing her footing. Bree sexily groaned, her belly blasted by a jarring hook, followed by a grueling shot that slammed her cheek sending her long hair whipping to the side, and another shot to the breast. The next hard right cross crushed the blonde’s model like face and seeing stars the blonde beauty and down to the canvas she went. Maybe I needed to think my earlier stance on Bree’s boxing ability!
Bree’s world was spinning as she slowly staggered up to her feet as the ref’s count echoed out, the blonde’s head was pounding and as her head rose, Danielle was standing in the center of the ring taunting her again, “You belong on your knees slut! Just stay down and the pain will be that much less for you!” Bree’s paid no attention to the brunette, and she struggled to get to her feet, dazed and in pain. The count reached 7 when the blonde finally made it back up to her feet, Bree shook her head a few times and the ref came over making sure she was ok. Her face was sore, and her breast felt like it was hit with a hammer, but other than that she was ready to kill Danielle. Bree pushed passed the ref, and immediately charged out of her corner intent on taking off the brunette’s head. Danielle stood ready, gloves up, and the girls met in the center of the ring trading a flurry of blows back and forth with no regard for safety. Hard lefts and rights flew through the air as the Goddess’s stood toe to toe in the center of the ring and sent punches flying as fast as they could. The fans were going wild each girl whaling away at the others’ body. The girl’s midsections and ribs were hammered again and again and neither showed signs of slowing down until a particularly nasty shot crushed Danielle breast against her chest bone forcing her to step up and quickly cinch with Bree.
Bree wasn’t about to slow down her punches and while Danielle tired to hold her arms she continued to flail away at the brunette’s body. Danielle’s stomach and breasts were hit a few times before the ref could separate the girls, and just as Danielle broke the cinch a right cross flew through the air and slammed into the brunette’s right breast. Danielle’s mouth dropped in surprised pain as the stinging shot caused her to raise her guard giving Bree an opportunity to advance. Bree threw a flurry of jabs and crosses that Danielle was mostly able to block, but then a stinging jab got through that slammed into the side of her head. Danielle was caught by surprise by the powerful blow, and her guard dropped ever so slightly. Bree stepped up and kept pressing as a left cross found the brunette’s stomach, followed by a right jab to the breast. Danielle was back peddling as a right, left, right, blasted into her stomach and drove the wind from her. Danielle quickly dropped her guard down to block any more shots to her belly and Bree’s left cross barreled into the brunette’s face sending her head whipping to the side. Danielle tried to get her gloves up and groaned in pain as Bree continued her attack and slammed punches home with little regard for any defense.
Both girls’ are showing signs of the brutal fight as their incredible bodies are glistening in the arena lights coated with sweat. Danielle weakly tried to defend herself but Bree kept up the savage assault firing stinging jabs and crosses that were blasting passed the aching beauties defense and slamming into her midsection and breasts. Danielle tried bringing her arms together in front of her chest and Bree slammed a nasty right cross that blasted into her opponents chin knocking her head violently to the side. Danielle’s knees buckled but somehow the brunette stayed on her feet, her body swaying back and forth like she was drunk. Bree peppered her opponent’s head side to side with a hard left cross followed by a right jab causing Danielle to bring her gloves up, but far to late. Bree quickly changed targets and slammed another stinging right hook into Danielle’s left breast. Danielle’s mouth dropped in agony and Bree’s arm flew back and smashed into the brunette’s right cheek as the beauty was beaten down to the canvas.
The sexy gal slumped to the mat in a heap in agony, and slowly Danielle struggled to rise and collapsed to the mat, her tit aching painfully. The count began and things didn’t look good for the hottie, whose long hair covered her face as she starred down at the canvas massaging her aching midsection. Bree however was still furious at the brunette and charged forward ready to kick Danielle’s ass. The ref suddenly broke his count and snagged the charging blonde before she got to her target, ushering Bree back to a neutral corner, and that few seconds’ delay may have cost my girl the match. The ref went back over and continued his count and Danielle began using the ropes to pull her aching body off the canvas. The brunette’s body ached, and she clung onto the ropes for support when again Bree quickly charged forward, this time the ref doing little to stop the advancing gal.
My girlfriend was clearly out for revenge for the beating she went through in the first week going right back on the attack. Danielle was still on the ropes and caught off guard as Bree began to through huge wild swinging blows and uppercuts blasting into the shocked beauties body. Danielle bent her arms and put them together in front of her face hopping to protect herself from the sudden onslaught of blows that hammered into her. Bree reared back and literally jumped in the air firing a roundhouse right that barreled into Danielle’s temple. Danielle’s face shot wickedly to the side, her guard dropping instantly, her head swimming with dizziness as the punch left her dazed. Bree’s left cross again flew forward and caught the brunette flush in her aching left breast, the costume jiggling widely on her chest. Bree refined her punches and began peppering quick jabs and hooks into Danielle’s midsection, trying her best to slam home blows into the brunette’s pulsing left tit. Danielle’s mouth hung open in a silent scream as her aching orb was hit head on by a jab and when her gloves came down her model like face was mashed with a right cross. The brunette’s knees buckled again, and Bree never let up staying on the attack. Bree bent low and came up firing a huge uppercut that crushed Danielle’s face sending the beauty spinning lifelessly around. Danielle stumbled backward toward the ropes, the hottie tripping and actually fell through the top and middle rope so her upper body was supported on the ring rope.
The ref tried to stop the fight to let the brunette crawl back into the ring, but Danielle’s face grimaced as again Bree focused on her left breast and slammed the mashed mammary with a hard right cross. Danielle fought through the pain and surprised the blonde by instantly countering with a hard left hook of her own blasting into Bree’s left eye. Bree’s head shot to the side, and her guard dropped slightly and Danielle kept up the attack slamming a quick cross into the blonde’s stomach. Bree gasped and tried to get her gloves back up, but Danielle started to throw quick left and right combos, a glove smacked into Bree’s exposed belly, then the next shot slammed into her head. What a turn around and now Bree was driven back to the ropes and tried desperately to block Danielle's sudden onslaught but her midsection took another hard punch. Bree weekly shot her right glove out smacking against Danielle’s left breast again, but Danielle continued to swing away wildly and ignoring the pain that pulsed in her aching tit. A huge shot blasted into Bree’s face knocking her head to the side and when knees buckled a hard jab slammed into her right breast, followed by a shot to the stomach. Bree was reeling and Danielle stepped up and drove a huge roundhouse left hook flying past Bree’s outstretched glove, slamming into the blonde’s right eye. The china doll face whipped to the side, and as it turned back, Bree’s nose took an uppercut full on and the sexy blonde went down to the mat in agony.
That punch was going to leave a mark for sure! Bree lay on the mat in a heap and when the gorgeous blonde’s face came up ever so slightly, she shook her head trying to clear the ringing sound and slowly began to use the ropes to pull herself up. The ref continued counting and the blonde was finally on her feet as the count reached 8 staggering to an upright position. The referee checked on Bree and then signaled for the fight to continue once he was satisfied she could continue. Danielle stood in the center of the ring, one glove holding her aching left breast, the other poised in front of her. This time it wasn’t a trap for Bree, as the brunette’s mammary was actually pulsing with pain, but Bree wasn’t taking any chances. Slowly the incredible beauties came together in the center of the ring, then all regard for safety seemed to fly out the window as Danielle and Bree began trading jabs and hooks into each other’s midsections, going back and forth like women possessed.
The crowd was totally into the non-stop action, screaming as the girls were hell bent on hammering away at each other. Punches flew wildly through the air and sexy moans and pain filled groans echoed in the arena. A stinging jab landed into Danielle’s aching left breast, and a weak cross hit home into Bree’s nose. Danielle suddenly screamed in pain as a clear shot crushed her left breast against her chest bone, tears glazing her beautiful eyes. Danielle spun around, her gloved hand holding her pulsating breast, which was clearly swelling. Bree pressed forward and began slamming punches wildly into Danielle’s body from behind, the first couple hitting home and then Danielle spun back around. Danielle suddenly screamed in rage and even though her aching left tit was hit again the brunette beauty began throwing wild haymakers and uppercuts. The first two flew wildly through the air, but the third caught Bree’s head before she could get out of range. Bree flew backward stunned tripping into the ropes, her arms draping over the top rope leaving her midsection wide open.
With Bree’s arms splayed along the top rope, Danielle began sending huge uppercuts blasting into the base of each of Bree’s breasts sending the delectable targets firing around the confines of her sexy costume. The blonde stunners face contorted in agony as she fought to get her gloves up as her right breast took a crushing uppercut, almost sending the pulsing breast flying out of the costume. Danielle was wildly firing hooks and jabs pepping the blonde’s aching breasts with hard stinging shots until Bree finally was able to get her gloves up to cover abused mammaries. Bree’s magnificent chest took at least five straight shots before she was able to get her gloves up, and tears coated her eyes and the glove holding them did little to soften the ache. Danielle quickly changed gears and sent a right hook blasting into the side of the aching gal’s head and then gave her a left cross blasting into her already damaged nose that sent the blonde beauty back down to the mat.
Bree’s heeled feet kicked the mat weekly and the blonde’s breasts pulsated from the stinging shots they took, and vaguely Bree was aware of the ref’s count. Now it was Danielle who interrupted the count as she charged forward and slammed a kick flying into Bree’s right breast. Another kick flew slamming into Bree’s stomach, when the referee grabbed hold of her and issued her back towards her corner. I couldn’t believe the referee didn’t even warn the brunette, two kicks and all he did was push her away from my aching girlfriend. Bree starred down at the canvas, fighting through the pain, her breasts aching but the blonde refused to let the brunette win. With a look of hatred on her face, Bree pushed off the mat and charged right back at the brunette. Danielle had little trouble seeing the charging beauty and again the sexy gals began trading punches in the center of the ring. Danielle was faring much better as her punches were landing with much more efficiency, hard shots blasted into Bree’s aching stomach and breasts. Bree grunted with each blow and tried to mount a defense but found herself being driven backward into a corner as Danielle’s punches seemed to be getting harder and harder. Lefts and rights flew, and most of them landed into the sexy blonde’s tight body, Danielle was just wildly swinging looking to end the fight here and now.
Suddenly trapped in the corner of the ring, Bree tried to cover up somehow but Danielle sent a nasty right cross to her face followed by a hard left hook into blasting the aching gal’s breasts. Bree cried in pain as her right breast took a hard cross and then Danielle’s left hook snapped home squarely into her temple sending her head shooting to the side. Bree’s knees buckled as her midsection took the next shot, followed by a left and a right cross that blasted into the blonde’s stunning face. The crowd was screaming as it looked like the fight was over, Danielle sending another jab catching Bree’s nose flush on. The blonde’s head flew back in agony, her breast taking another hard cross, almost rocketing out of the now over worked costume top. Bree was almost out on her feet and fell forward cinching with Danielle, finally stopping the brutal onslaught. Bree was desperate and leaned heavily on her opponent trying to clear the aches and pains filling her body. The ref came over and suddenly Danielle went straight down to the canvas screaming in pain, rolling around and kicking her heeled feet on the mat. Holy shit! I barely saw it, but Bree’s kneecap blasted into Danielle’s crotch when they were cinched! Rolling on the mat, a gloved hand feverishly began massaging her aching crotch, but the ref had no idea why Danielle was on the mat. The ref never saw Bree’s move of desperation and had no clue as to what happened.
Danielle rolled on the canvas holding her gloved hand over her aching crotch, while Bree was leaning on the ropes having no fight left in her at all. The ref had no idea what to do, or what happened as he looked around the ring, and then went over to question Bree. Bree paid no attention to the ref, instead just fought to stay on her feet as her breasts were pulsing with pain, already the blonde looked down and felt them starting to swell up. Her nose and face were bright red and her tits were throbbing, but she said nothing to the stripped shirt man. The ref went to check on Danielle who was furious and began tearing at the strings on her gloved hands with her teeth. Bree was hanging on the ropes not paying attention to the brunette who suddenly had her right glove off and tossed it onto the mat. Uh oh…Danielle clearly didn’t look happy and my girl had no clue her opponent’s glove was off. Danielle had little trouble getting the left glove off and the enraged brunette threw it through the air and slamming into Bree. The glove didn’t cause any harm, but it was a shocking site for Bree who watched in horror as a now gloveless Danielle charged forward with her nails ripping into the blonde’s long pigtails.
Bree shrieked in pain, as Danielle suddenly seemed intent on ripping out her long locks from her scalp. Bree’s head was ripped side to side and the crowd was going crazy, the ref still not sure what to do. Bree’s gloved fist weekly hit Danielle, but the brunette paid no attention instead just pulling and tugging wildly at Bree’s long hair. The referee called for the bell, but Danielle could care less, no one even knowing who won the boxing match, now everyone was watching the catfight! Bree’s heeled fit kicked at the canvas and finally the referee came running over and began pulling Danielle off the aching blonde. Danielle’s hands were still wrapped tightly in Bree’s hair, and the referee tried to pull Danielle off, but Bree was painfully pulled in tow by her long locks. Danielle was screaming at Bree and wildly ripping the aching beauties head side to side, refusing to let go of her pigtails, while the referee tried to dislodge her hands. After a few seconds the referee finally freed Bree’s hair form Danielle hellacious hold, and the brunette seemed pissed indeed. Bree slumped back to the mat as Danielle was still screaming and yelling at the referee who had his hands full trying to restrain her. The crowd’s screams intensified as down the ramp, steel chair in one hand and small wooden brush in her other hand, Dorothy came charging down.
The Flamingo Club had some sexy girls, and I had never seen this little brunette hottie whose incredible body was stuffed into a tight fighting costume, how here tits were even hanging inside of the material had me baffeled. The realization that she wasn’t there to save my girl slowly set in and I grew scarred for her safety seeing the metal chair. Dorothy dropped the wooden brush in the corner of the ring and slid under the ropes with the steel chair in hands. Sneaking up behind the referee, the brunette reared back and sent the chair flying into the ref’s head, and like a sack of bricks the stripped shirt man went down in lala land. Uh-oh what was Bree going to face now…two pissed off brunettes who looked ready to kick her ass. Danielle continued dragging Bree towards the corner of the ring while slamming down kicks hammering into the back of the beauties head. Bree was almost out of it, her head slammed by the booted brunette again and again, her body lying on the canvas. Danielle had no problem pushing her into the corner of the ring, the blonde laying chest first on the canvas arms hanging limply at her side. Dorothy dropped the chair to the mat, slid through the ring ropes and stood on the apron running over to where the action was taking place. The two brunettes began sliding Bree’s hands through the ropes, my girlfriend having no idea what was happening. Her limp left hand was slid through the middle ring ropes, and the blonde was driven face first into the center turnbuckle, barely stirring as her other hand was slid around the outside. Dorothy held both of the blonde’s wrists on either side of the middle turnbuckle pinning her in place.
Danielle ran back to her corner, grabbing her lasso from her Wonder Woman costume…oh no what was going to happen to my girlfriend! The brunette’s had little trouble securing Bree’s hands around the ropes and the duo began tying the blonde’s wrists together under the middle ropes so each hand was bound around the material in the corner. The lasso went around her wrists, and Bree was just coming around and began screaming as her hands were tightly tied together, neither arm responding as she tried to pull free from the corner of the ring “Ohhhh ppllleeeaaasee…please don’t do this to me!” The fans went wild, the blonde’s head shaking, ponytails flying around as panic raced through her unable to break free from the brunette’s expertly tied rope. “My Goddddd…I can’t move!” Bree screamed as she fought against the lasso that had her wrists bound in place. What a site to see, my gal had her wrists bound tighter around the outside of the ring, and her sexy costume clad body was inside and totally at the mercy of the brunettes! Bree’s thigh high covered legs dug in and she tried bucking back until her kidney was met with a grueling punch from behind. “What I did to you the first week was nothing slut…we are going to destroy your silicone filled sacks!” Danielle shrieked and another punch blasted into Bree’s wide open midsection. Her lovely face contorted in pain and her bucking was stopped as another uncontested shot slammed into her wide-open ribs. From outside the ring, Dorothy bitch smacked my girls face, knocking her head to the side. I sat back in my chair nervously, how the fuck was Bree going to get out of this situation – or better yet how fucked up was Bree going to get!
Futilely, the blonde tried to pull her body back and suddenly she felt her costume being pulled upon from behind. Danielle had a tight grip on each of the thin straps supporting the material, and the brunette jerked side to side. The fans going wild and for the third time in as many weeks they were going to see my girlfriend stripped down to her lingerie! The weak material offered no resistance and the blonde’s Beer Girl costume was ripped down her heaving chest, her lacey pink bra jiggling around as she tired to rip her arms free from their restraint. My gal’s face took another smack from Dorothy and Bree’s body thrashed held tightly in place, her bound hands preventing her from stopping Danielle form pulling the costume down her incredible body. The material slid down over her curvy hips, exposing her sexy choice of underwear, a matching high cut pink thong. The crowd screamed seeing the helpless hottie tied in place and unable to defend herself. Bree’s incredible heart shaped ass was covered by a tiny triangle, which barely covered any of her meaty ass cheeks, the bright pink straps looking like dental floss on her tanned fleshy derriere. God Bree looked mouthwatering in her lingerie!
What a site to see, Bree was hunched over and helpless, with her hands tied around the ropes in the corner of the ring, her thong covered ass swinging seductively side to side as she squirmed in place, her stocking covered long legs straining to push away from the ropes in search of freedom. “Pllleassse leeavvvve meee allllone!” The busty beauty screamed for help and trashed side to side, her face getting backhand slapped again by Dorothy. Danielle laughed at my helpless gal, walked up and smacked the blonde’s exposed left ass cheek, “We are going to teach you a lesson tonight cxnt!” Danielle’s left hand snakes forward latching onto the back of my gal’s bright pink thong and her right hand came down smacking the blonde’s ass cheek. Bree’s eyes went wide, her tender behind smacked and the thong slowly slid into her crotch. Smack, smack, smack, the brunette’s hand whapped away spanking the busty blonde’s ass, and suddenly Danielle’s left hand ripped upward and the thong instantly buried itself into Bree’s crotch. Bree immediately stood on her tiptoes, the pain was incredible as the material tore upward into her womanhood and the blonde screamed, “STTTOPPP!”.
Bree was in a really bad situation and totally helpless to defend herself in any way as her thong was being hoisted higher and higher into the air, giving her an incredible wedgie. Danielle’s right hand latched onto the thin strap, and she now had a two handed grip on the pink thong, the brunette pulling wildly and each tug forcing Bree up on her tip toes to try to slow the building pain. “God it hurts…please stop!” The blonde was sobbing, but Danielle laughed as she pulled upward on the material, “You dirty fukin bitch! You are going to learn to fuck with me!” Smack, smack, smack now her left hand wailed away on Bree’s derriere and with each word Danielle seemed to pull up harder and higher on the stretching material, the thong wedged deeply into both sensitive slits. Bree’s mind raced, and she had no idea how the fuck she was going to get out of this situation, which seemed to be growing bleaker as Dorothy was getting back in on the action, “Time to go to work on these fake fun bags Blondie!”
Oh no! Not her breasts again! Dorothy stood on the outside of the ring, reaching over the ropes the brunette began fiddling with Bree’s lacey pink bra. A flick of her fingers and the material covering Bree’s incredible tits began to slacken as the bra slid from her shoulders. Inside the ring, Danielle continued pulling and tugging on the stretching pink thong, her arms straining as Bree’s wails filled the air, my gal desperately trying to pull her wrists free. Dorothy slid the slackened bra downward, and out popped Bree’s meaty mounds. I winced, her right breast already looked to be swelling from the match and I didn’t’ know how much more my gal could possibly take. Apparently I was going to find out as an ear-piercing shriek echoed out. Dorothy’s hands shot forward with her razor sharp fingernails tearing into Bree’s aching breast flesh. “No…no…not my breast!” Other than scream like a banshee, Bree was helpless as Dorothy’s fingernails painfully tore into her abused breast, the sick brunette squishing and grinding her nails painfully into the blonde’s fake tit. The crowd was actually loving watching the action, screaming and chanting to see my gal getting fucked up – and getting fucked up she was!
Smack, smack, smack, Donnie’s left hand wailed away on the blonde’s left ass cheek, her right hand still tugging on the thong pulling it into my gal’s aching pussy. The evil duo showed no mercy as they savagely destroyed the blonde’s bound body. Poor Bree’s tit was under attack, Dorothy now raking her nails up and down over her sensitive flesh, the brunette’s fingernails furrowing into the blonde mammary. Bree’s face was bright red, her screams filled the air as her breast flared with pain being ravaged by Dorothy’s fingernails, the blonde’s arms straining but her wrists were still helplessly bound together. The pain in the blonde’s crotch suddenly subsided, but she got no reprieve for Danielle began pulling Bree’s stretched out thong downward over her incredible hips. It looked like the crowd was going to see my gal stripped naked in back to back matches! The thinned material pried itself from Bree’s aching womanhood, and Danielle jerked downward and began sliding the sexy thong down over her thighs, the crowd going wild as they saw glimpses of the blonde’s neatly trimmed pubic mound.
The pink thong dropped around her ankles, and Bree was suddenly naked save her sexy white thigh hi stockings and high heeled shoes, with arms tied and helplessly screeching as Dorothy continued waging a scratching war with her burning boob. Fuck Dorothy was going to town scratching and raking her nails on my gal’s tit! After gouging the blonde’s burning breast again the brunette quickly slid back inside the ring, walked over to the far side and smiled ear to ear as she stomped back over with her thick wooden hair brush. Bree was still trying to break free somehow, while Danielle stood to the side allowing Dorothy free reign on her intended target. “Time to whack this flabby ass of yours cxnt!” Dorothy hissed. I wasn’t sure whose ass she was looking at, but Bree’s derriere was anything but flabby! The trapped Goddess had no idea of the wooden brush flying through the air and then slashing into exposed left ass cheek. “EEEIIHHH!” An ear-piercing shriek filled the air as the blonde’s amazing ass flesh jiggled for a few seconds, and then a bright pink outline from where the flat end of the brush smacked her stinging flesh became visible. Bree had no idea what hit her, but it felt like her ass was torn apart and a wail of anguish filled the air as the brush suddenly hit home a second time in the identical location.
“Ittt burns…please stop!” Bree screamed, wildly struggling to free her hands. My gal was still hunched over, her incredible ass sticking sexily in the air and provided the perfect target for Dorothy. Now outside on the ring apron, Danielle smiled seeing the blonde’s flopping tits and decided to go to work ready to shred the magnificent mounds. “I can’t wait to deflate these fun bags…you’re going to need to get new implants you whore!” Danielle hissed, her fingernails opening, the brunette suddenly clamped down on the blonde’s extended nipple, a shriek filling the air as Danielle began twisting and tweaking the rock hard nipple around and around like she was winding a dial. Bree’s tits had been put through the ringer in the first two matches, and this was faring far worse for her. Tears streamed down the sobbing blonde's bright pink cheeks and a third and fourth smack from the harsh brush slashed home blasting down into her bright red and blistered left ass cheek. Helpless to stop the onslaught, a fifth smack from the brush slashed across her tender ass cheek, and the blonde wailed in agony as her left ass cheek was bright red with a nasty outline of the brush. The blonde’s nipple suddenly flared in pain, as Danielle’s talons began pinching it and pulling it away from her breast flesh, while inside the ring Dorothy was merciless and another wild slash struck home, this one flattening the blonde’s right cheek. Dorothy reared back and the brush flew forward slashing the sobbing beauties ass cheek again and again. In a matter of seconds, Bree’s ass was bright red and raw, as the unyielding brush slashed both of her fleshy and jiggling cheeks, the blonde left a sobbing mess.
Danielle finally let go of the blonde’s nipple and slid back inside the ring, the brunette quickly latched onto her right leg. “What are you doing? Oh no…no….please!” My gal whined. The brunette slowly began dragging Bree’s right foot over the bottom rope, the blonde’s ass getting slashed again by the brush, allowing Danielle an easy opportunity to slide her long leg over the bottom ring rope. Smack, smack, smack, the wooden brush tore apart the sobbing beauties bright red ass, and Danielle slid around the wildling swinging Dorothy. Standing on the blonde’s left side, Danielle took a few attempts at grabbing Bree’s left leg, and finally secured a grip on her ankle. Pulling outward, the brunette slid the stocking covered leg over the other side of the ring rope. I said a quick prayer, hardly able to think what the fuck was about to happen watching in awe as my girls legs were spread wide open, each draped over the ropes on opposite sides of the turnbuckle. The bottom ring rope was now literally supporting her weight as her hands were pulled back against the steel pole keeping her upper body in place. Her exposed crotch, and neatly trimmed bush was viewable by everyone on this side of the ring, and the crowd was going crazy.
“I hope you don’t plan on fucking anyone for a llooooonnnnggg time baby doll!” Dorothy tossed the brush to the side, and Danielle stood behind the blonde’s spread wide legs, the evil brunette showing no remorse as she began lining up her heeled boot. No, no, no…I couldn’t watch and turned my head, stomach in knots and waiting for the scream which I knew would be coming. The blonde was clueless as to the forthcoming pain, and like an NFL kicker on kickoff, Danielle’s foot reared back and blasted forward unimpeded slamming home flush into Bree’s wide-open pussy. The bound beauties body convulsed as her lower body instantly went numb with pain, her face contorted in agony, her head flew back and her mouth hung open in a shriek. Danielle’s foot went back a second time and flew forward, blasting into Bree’s wide-open pussy yet again. The blonde’s body shook in place, her legs still suspended in the air on either side of the ring ropes, and tears streamed down Bree’s flushed cheeks. The blonde’s legs quivered as she tried to get them back over the ring ropes, but found herself helpless as no part of her body was touching the ground. “You haven’t felt shit yet cxnt”! Danielle screamed. A third booming kick was already on its way, again her womanhood took an uncontested shot, the brunette’s golden boot sticking between her meaty thighs. The blonde felt herself losing consciousness, her crotch was numb, and her will to fight to freedom was waning.
The blonde’s eyes snapped open, and her head whipped side to side frantically as Dorothy had the brush in her hand and smacked it against Bree’s raw ass. The meaty mounds were bright red and began taking smacks, her tight derriere was slashed by the flat end of the wood, her mindless shrieks of agony filling the air. Finally after each of her cheeks were slashed over ten times, the wounded Goddess’s right leg slid over the bottom rope. Her frame slumped forward, exposed breasts lying against the turnbuckle, with her head dangling against the ring rope. From behind, Danielle stomped forward, her hands clamping down on Bree’s pigtails and then wound around the long blonde locks. “Let go…no please it hurrtttts!” Another shriek filled the air as the blonde was plucked from the corner by her pigtails, Danielle’s muscular arms straining as she began ripping the blonde’s torso from the corner. Holy fuck! Danielle looked like she was going to rip thick clumps of Bree’s hair from her scalp! Bree’s bound hands were tied against the ropes and offered resistance as her head was pried backward. “Ohhh my GOOOODDD!” Bree shrieked as her torso bent back, exposed and swollen breasts thrust upward as Danielle dug her boots in and yanked away. Ripping left, tugging right, the brunette alternated yanking on the blonde’s pigtails, and poor Bree screamed as it felt like her hair was going to be ripped from her scalp in a huge clump any second.
Danielle gasped and suddenly found herself ass down on the canvas as the blonde’s wrists burst free from their restraint, the busty beauty landing atop of the shocked brunette. Bree rolled on the ground, one hand cupping her aching tits and the other sliding down to massage her pounded pussy, her entire body filled with aches and pains. Dorothy was right there and never missed a beat, grabbing onto the lifeless beauties wrist and the brunette began yanking the near naked blonde off the mat. Danielle spun off the mat and aided her friend, grabbing onto the blonde’s other arm together pulling the stumbling beauty off the canvas. Bree’s aching body glistened in the lights, her ass bright red and beaten raw, the poor beauty got no rest as the beating continued. The brunettes held onto the blonde’s wrists pulling them wide from her torso and then alternated taking turns slamming home punches into her aching stomach. Lefts and rights hammered into the aching beauty whose torso was literally used as a punching bag, the brunette duo was kicking the living shit out of my girlfriend. The beaten blonde wanted to crumple to the canvas, but was held tightly in place, and her midsection was blasted with punches. Sexy groans accompanied each grueling punch and Bree sobbed and struggled to breath as her belly and ribs were pounded. Punch after punch slammed home and the sobbing beauties legs gave out, her weight more than the brunettes could hold and she crumpled to the canvas.
Bree got no rest as Danielle was already in action, the brunette dragging the blonde over to the ropes by her leg. Bree’s incredible frame was slid along until her she was near the corner, and quickly Dorothy slid from the ring with Danielle’s rope in her hand. Dorothy reached into the ring, latched onto the blonde’s ankles and spread her legs to either side of the steel ring pole. Tightening her grip she brought the blonde’s feet together and then began tying the golden lasso around her stocking covered ankles. Bree had no idea what was happening to her as her feet were tied together at the ankles, and her eyes flew open in shock when she tried kicking out. The blonde’s upper frame was pushed along the canvas and her body slid to the side until it was pushed under the bottom ring rope. Bree’s upper body fell from the mat but never landed on the concrete floor as her tied up legs were now inside the ring and her frame dangling in mid air. Bree’s long hair brushed the ground, her awesome tits dangling near her face as she squirmed in place and trashed her arms but her feet were tied together high up inside the ring.
“Help me please…someone…please I will do anything!” Bree screamed, her long stocking covered legs straining, her sexy body totally on display and upside down, her neatly trimmed pubic patch in plain site. Bree screamed and wildly shook in place but Dorothy stopped the blonde’s bucking with a kick to her stretched stomach. Bree coughed wildly, all the blood rushing to her upside down head and her stomach was hammered a second time before she began flailing her arms in some sort of defense. Now it was Danielle sliding from the ring, brush in hand ready to get back in on the fun. Dorothy saw the brunette in motion and quickly grabbed onto Bree’s arms having little problem prying them behind the blonde’s back. How evil can these girls be I wondered praying that security would get involved as my girlfriend was done! Upside down, legs bound together inside the ring, and upper body dangling over the ring apron Bree’s tan flesh was quiet the inviting target. “Time for some real pain bitch!” Danielle screamed out. The brunette had the brush cocked back and the flat wooden end sped through the air slashing across the blonde’s aching left tit.
Bree wailed in agony as the wood slashed home again and again, the brunette swinging like a wild woman, each slash accompanied with a shriek of pain as her tits were battered by the wood. Holy shit! The pain had to be indescribable as Bree’s tits were being destroyed. Dorothy held the blonde’s arms tightly in place, and Bree’s exposed tits were slashed and smacked by the painful brush, both orbs already swollen and now growing bright red. Whap, whap, whap, the wooden hammered back and forth, and the upside down Goddess wailed along in agony as her fake tits were beaten raw. Both orbs were bright red, burning in pain, the wooden brush slashing across her tender tits.
….Backstage, in her private locker room, Kristy was finishing dressing for her upcoming matchup against Dorothy. The blonde babe was struggling in attempt to button the top button of her all to tight costume, which the commissioner seemed to make a few sizes to small for her curvy frame – Kristy figuring he damn well did it on purpose knowing the fans wanted to see T&A. The blonde’s ample breasts clearly weren’t made for the costume and sucking in a huge gulp of air, the last button finally snapped in place. Afraid to exhale in fear of the buttons popping, Kristy tried pulling the material downward, the costume barely covering her fleshy ass cheeks, her shapely legs accentuated with her 3-inch stilettos.
How she was going to wrestle in this outfit was beyond her, as the costume threatened to burst when she reached up and flipped on the monitor. Her heart dropped watching seeing what was happening in the ring. Her opponent for the night Dorothy and Danielle had a blonde tied upside down and were destroying her. Kristy’s mouth hung open watching the blonde’s legs tied and then her body hanging suspended from the ring getting the shit kicked out of her by Danielle and Dorothy. Kristy ran from the dressing room and charged towards the ring, hoping she could save Bree.
…In the arena, the blonde’s swollen and red mammaries were finally left alone, but Bree got no relief from the pain as Danielle tossed the brush to the ground and slammed her heel into the blonde’s heaving belly. Bree’s arms came flying up from Dorothy’s clutches, but upside down she couldn’t get her bearing and was unable to stop the sudden onslaught of kicks and stomps that hammered into her incredible frame. Dorothy and Danielle went to work, the brunette duo stomping their heels down, sending kicks flying and hammered the blonde’s incredible frame. Some of the kicks went wide, other’s flattened her already aching tits, stomps slammed into her ribs, and one nasty kick slammed into her nose. Another kick hammered her once flawless face, catching her flush in the nose again, her head snapping back in pain. The screams of agony only seemed to incite the brunettes and their kicking and stomping intensified, the helpless blonde sobbing and pleading, begging anyone to help her as her hands now cupped her damaged face…unbeknownst to her Kristy came flying from the dressing room and ran down the ring ropes
To be continued.
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