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General Category => Polls => Members Catfight Polls! => Topic started by: lexibabe on October 21, 2018, 03:53:03 AM
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THERE IS A BUZZ OF EXCITMENT AS THE F.C.F ARENA BEGINS TO FILL....
THE MAIN EVENT TWO LONG TIME FCF MEMBERS WILL FACE EACH OTHER BETWEEN THE ROPES
AGENT SEXXY REPRESENTING THE CLASSY TRAMPS
AND
STACIE-DA_BEAN.REPRESENTING THE DAUGHTERS OF ANARCHY
THE TWO LADIES HAVE HAD SOME HEATED EXCHANGES BEFORE FINALLY AGREEING TO TERMS FOR THIS MATCH
MEMBERS FROM BOTH GROUPS ENTER TAKING THEIR PLACES ON OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE RING
MEMBERS OF OTHER CLIQUE TEAMS STREAM INSIDE ...MOST HAVE LITTLE INTEREST..IN WHO WINS OR LOSES
THE GENERAL FCF..FANS FILE READY TO CHEER THEIR FAVORITES...THE SMELL OF POPCORN AND PEANUTS FILL THE ROOM
IN THE DRESSING ROOMS AGENT SEXXY AND STACIE-DA-BEAN CHANGE INTO THEIR ATTIRE
BOTH A LITTLE NERVOUS BUT EXCITED ALSO TO SETTLE THEIR DIFFERENCES.
THE RULES ARE SIMPLE AND FEW WIN BY PIN OR SBMISSION,,AND IT'S CERTAIN THAT BOTH LADIES WILL HAVE SOME SURPRISES
ALL FCF MEMBERS HAVE ONE {1} VOTE...AS ALWAYS COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED
THIS POLL WILL END IN TWO WEEKS[14} DAYS
GOOD LUCK TO BOTH LADIES
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AGENT SEXXY {THE CLASSY TRAMPS
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I was told to be my opponent was my hated rival Stacie the Goddess JellyBean was eager to be my opponent. But I was surprised when she at me with smile, informing me that she’s the one who’d take me down on tonight and this would be the main event. She sure was stronger then she looks and veteran of the ring but my training has always carried me through proof reading my bio before submitting it The 21st Century Kumite in Soul, Korea Some have Called This Woman the Van Gogh Of the Cage , Loved by Many .... Hated By a few But They were
D ead O n A rrival
A stillness of mind and body envelops me opening my eyes everything is slowed down ... The heat sound and smells charge my body full of Energy .Wearing A Black Slik hooded Robe underneath my defined muscled form of years of training slides gracefully down the pathway raising my right hand up just as I enter the large Arena then my theme song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QIDmIzNOlN0 kicks off the lasers going off in every direction making the entire main floor looking some like a club right out of NY City rolling my head side to side .
From The From The West down the aisle at a weight 130LBS AT 5'8', 36DD 25 36, SEXXYAPRIL Tearing off my Robe fall my defined muscled form of years of training comes in to view hair I see Your eyes .... My gaze does not move nor flinch my dark Amber eyes show no emotion just calm a void dressed in Midnight purple Bikini with eat me printed in the front of my bikini thong A little chill goes down my spine walking toward f springing over the rings ropes into a Upward Front Knee Kick gliding into Roundhouse Back knee kick..... spinning back up to face the center stopping perfectly with shoulders inline with the ...center of the ring
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
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8) this is going to be a fun fight
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this will be a great match of to long time friends and foes of mine! But my vote must go to my sister tramy AGENT SEXY!!! go sister TRAMP
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
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Sexy wins this one !!
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Wow this is a tough one .... April is a very special friend to me and I love her ... Stacie is an awesome sister and member of my DOA, clique ... there’s no vote for a draw ... so Ill have to give my vote to ......... Stacie
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go april, get that bitch ;) oh and anita is a DoA bitch now?
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where oh where has my poor stacie gone ....Where oh where can she be
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
almost with an arrogant ease taking my sweet time getting up not respecting this bitch's ring savvy if it wasn't for my glance toward Stacie her drop kick would have put me in a bad way .... lucky the muscle memory kicks in bring up my right arm taking the blow the kinetic energy though jams my arm right in to my face relaxing the rest of my body.... letting the force of Stacie's move help my body roll back hoping to get some space ... Getting to my hands and knees seeing a drop of blood fall hitting the white grey ring apron hissing " nice move bitch " diving forward into a roll extending my left foot out swing it in an Arch to bring the heel in to play trying to hit stacie's lower ribs hoping this high risk move either hits or causes the bitch to roll out allowing me to get to my feet yt
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looks like Stacie got hit with the first haymaker.....will she recover :)
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
almost with an arrogant ease taking my sweet time getting up not respecting this bitch's ring savvy if it wasn't for my glance toward Stacie her drop kick would have put me in a bad way .... lucky the muscle memory kicks in bring up my right arm taking the blow the kinetic energy though jams my arm right in to my face relaxing the rest of my body.... letting the force of Stacie's move help my body roll back hoping to get some space ... Getting to my hands and knees seeing a drop of blood fall hitting the white grey ring apron hissing " nice move bitch " diving forward into a roll extending my left foot out swing it in an Arch to bring the heel in to play trying to hit stacie's lower ribs hoping this high risk move either hits or causes the bitch to roll out allowing me to get to my feet yt
YESSSSSSSS!!! i think as my feet connect with a satisfying thud, one to your face and one to your shoulder, sending ya back to your ass with a loud crash. Panting harder now as i too hit the mat and roll to my knees to face ya. Noticing a little blood is being added to the already stained mat...."what's the matter, sweetie, did i get ya in the face?" i purr with a grin as we both get to our feet. I see the ref out of the corner of my eye as you pretty obviously wind up a kick and and come at me......Immediately, I dive for the mat, land on all fours and then lunge up, hoping I can get under you while you still have a leg in the air.....your foot connecting to the top of my head and snapping it to the side as I too try a risky move.....to grab your right thigh and tackle ya to the mat.....yt
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OHHHHHH nice move
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
almost with an arrogant ease taking my sweet time getting up not respecting this bitch's ring savvy if it wasn't for my glance toward Stacie her drop kick would have put me in a bad way .... lucky the muscle memory kicks in bring up my right arm taking the blow the kinetic energy though jams my arm right in to my face relaxing the rest of my body.... letting the force of Stacie's move help my body roll back hoping to get some space ... Getting to my hands and knees seeing a drop of blood fall hitting the white grey ring apron hissing " nice move bitch " diving forward into a roll extending my left foot out swing it in an Arch to bring the heel in to play trying to hit stacie's lower ribs hoping this high risk move either hits or causes the bitch to roll out allowing me to get to my feet yt
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YESSSSSSSS!!! i think as my feet connect with a satisfying thud, one to your face and one to your shoulder, sending ya back to your ass with a loud crash. Panting harder now as i too hit the mat and roll to my knees to face ya. Noticing a little blood is being added to the already stained mat...."what's the matter, sweetie, did i get ya in the face?" i purr with a grin as we both get to our feet. I see the ref out of the corner of my eye as you pretty obviously wind up a kick and and come at me......Immediately, I dive for the mat, land on all fours and then lunge up, hoping I can get under you while you still have a leg in the air.....your foot connecting to the top of my head and snapping it to the side as I too try a risky move.....to grab your right thigh and tackle ya to the mat.....yt
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Holy shit This bitch is tough "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fuck " feeling the bitches shoulder impact the back of my thigh ... swinging my left leg across Stacie's shoulders hoping to counter as I feel my own shoulders getting pinned to the mat , mean while I start angling my left leg so my knee is bent 90 degrees hoping to slide my left foot under my right knee that Stacie has so kindly set this up for me as I go for a fig 4 headlock Suddnely That bitch ref is slapping the mat I hear "1 " ..... shit be quick April reaching for my my left foot my hands grasping my booted foot ttryon to pull Stacie's face closer " Bitch Have some Ahi Sushi " waiting to hear that second slap of the refs hand
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licking on my vanilla ice cream as i watch the action.... "come on april!! squeeze the shit out of her!"
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
almost with an arrogant ease taking my sweet time getting up not respecting this bitch's ring savvy if it wasn't for my glance toward Stacie her drop kick would have put me in a bad way .... lucky the muscle memory kicks in bring up my right arm taking the blow the kinetic energy though jams my arm right in to my face relaxing the rest of my body.... letting the force of Stacie's move help my body roll back hoping to get some space ... Getting to my hands and knees seeing a drop of blood fall hitting the white grey ring apron hissing " nice move bitch " diving forward into a roll extending my left foot out swing it in an Arch to bring the heel in to play trying to hit stacie's lower ribs hoping this high risk move either hits or causes the bitch to roll out allowing me to get to my feet yt
YESSSSSSSS!!! i think as my feet connect with a satisfying thud, one to your face and one to your shoulder, sending ya back to your ass with a loud crash. Panting harder now as i too hit the mat and roll to my knees to face ya. Noticing a little blood is being added to the already stained mat...."what's the matter, sweetie, did i get ya in the face?" i purr with a grin as we both get to our feet. I see the ref out of the corner of my eye as you pretty obviously wind up a kick and and come at me......Immediately, I dive for the mat, land on all fours and then lunge up, hoping I can get under you while you still have a leg in the air.....your foot connecting to the top of my head and snapping it to the side as I too try a risky move.....to grab your right thigh and tackle ya to the mat.....yt
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Holy shit This bitch is tough "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fuck " feeling the bitches shoulder impact the back of my thigh ... swinging my left leg across Stacie's shoulders hoping to counter as I feel my own shoulders getting pinned to the mat , mean while I start angling my left leg so my knee is bent 90 degrees hoping to slide my left foot under my right knee that Stacie has so kindly set this up for me as I go for a fig 4 headlock Suddnely That bitch ref is slapping the mat I hear "1 " ..... shit be quick April reaching for my my left foot my hands grasping my booted foot ttryon to pull Stacie's face closer " Bitch Have some Ahi Sushi " waiting to hear that second slap of the refs hand
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Grateful for the glancing blow to my head that could have ko'd me had it have hit me as you planned, i power forward, grabbing your leg and tackling you to the mat, my mind already two moves ahead, planning to push forward, drop my left knee as hard as i can into your special place before pushing up and twisting your leg into a step over toe hold but HOLY CRAP you're fast with that other leg as you wrap my head before i can get my knee cocked.....my eyes go wide as you roll me to the side using your powerful legs while snaking them together getting your calf under my chin....."oh no" i think realizing a moment too late that you've just locked on a textbook fig 4 head scissors......"shit!....shit!...SHIT!" i croak out before you get it set and then as the ref slaps the mat and yells ONE i realize the trouble I'm in......grabbing for your legs with both hands, i roll up my right shoulder and yell "CHOKE....caugh.....REF!" ......after i break the count, i attempt to twist in slipping my hand into my knee pad, panic on my reddening face as i fight to breath, I pull out my brass knuckles (already on my hand) and send two hard punches to the under side of your thigh.....craoking aaaaackkkkkkkkkk!!!!! while now fighting to stay in the match ....starting to see floaters in the corners of my vision....but still after landing the punches, I mange to get my hand up and and flip Lindsay off, my special brass knuckles on view to everyone as i extend my middle finger and I don't care......yt ;)
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
almost with an arrogant ease taking my sweet time getting up not respecting this bitch's ring savvy if it wasn't for my glance toward Stacie her drop kick would have put me in a bad way .... lucky the muscle memory kicks in bring up my right arm taking the blow the kinetic energy though jams my arm right in to my face relaxing the rest of my body.... letting the force of Stacie's move help my body roll back hoping to get some space ... Getting to my hands and knees seeing a drop of blood fall hitting the white grey ring apron hissing " nice move bitch " diving forward into a roll extending my left foot out swing it in an Arch to bring the heel in to play trying to hit stacie's lower ribs hoping this high risk move either hits or causes the bitch to roll out allowing me to get to my feet yt
YESSSSSSSS!!! i think as my feet connect with a satisfying thud, one to your face and one to your shoulder, sending ya back to your ass with a loud crash. Panting harder now as i too hit the mat and roll to my knees to face ya. Noticing a little blood is being added to the already stained mat...."what's the matter, sweetie, did i get ya in the face?" i purr with a grin as we both get to our feet. I see the ref out of the corner of my eye as you pretty obviously wind up a kick and and come at me......Immediately, I dive for the mat, land on all fours and then lunge up, hoping I can get under you while you still have a leg in the air.....your foot connecting to the top of my head and snapping it to the side as I too try a risky move.....to grab your right thigh and tackle ya to the mat.....yt
Holy shit This bitch is tough "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fuck " feeling the bitches shoulder impact the back of my thigh ... swinging my left leg across Stacie's shoulders hoping to counter as I feel my own shoulders getting pinned to the mat , mean while I start angling my left leg so my knee is bent 90 degrees hoping to slide my left foot under my right knee that Stacie has so kindly set this up for me as I go for a fig 4 headlock Suddnely That bitch ref is slapping the mat I hear "1 " ..... shit be quick April reaching for my my left foot my hands grasping my booted foot ttryon to pull Stacie's face closer " Bitch Have some Ahi Sushi " waiting to hear that second slap of the refs hand
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Grateful for the glancing blow to my head that could have ko'd me had it have hit me as you planned, i power forward, grabbing your leg and tackling you to the mat, my mind already two moves ahead, planning to push forward, drop my left knee as hard as i can into your special place before pushing up and twisting your leg into a step over toe hold but HOLY CRAP you're fast with that other leg as you wrap my head before i can get my knee cocked.....my eyes go wide as you roll me to the side using your powerful legs while snaking them together getting your calf under my chin....."oh no" i think realizing a moment too late that you've just locked on a textbook fig 4 head scissors......"shit!....shit!...SHIT!" i croak out before you get it set and then as the ref slaps the mat and yells ONE i realize the trouble I'm in......grabbing for your legs with both hands, i roll up my right shoulder and yell "CHOKE....caugh.....REF!" ......after i break the count, i attempt to twist in slipping my hand into my knee pad, panic on my reddening face as i fight to breath, I pull out my brass knuckles (already on my hand) and send two hard punches to the under side of your thigh.....craoking aaaaackkkkkkkkkk!!!!! while now fighting to stay in the match ....starting to see floaters in the corners of my vision....but still after landing the punches, I mange to get my hand up and and flip Lindsay off, my special brass knuckles on view to everyone as i extend my middle finger and I don't care......yt ;)
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( I just want to point out it was my shoulders on the mat not Stacie's for My Fig 4 head lock Kinda Prevents me From Pinning Your Shoulders Sweetie I do Love the Brass Knuckles though means a down and dirty Match now I can post to this and run with it Let me Know I will POST tomorrow This is Awesome ohhhhh I did I say I love the brass Knuckles
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
almost with an arrogant ease taking my sweet time getting up not respecting this bitch's ring savvy if it wasn't for my glance toward Stacie her drop kick would have put me in a bad way .... lucky the muscle memory kicks in bring up my right arm taking the blow the kinetic energy though jams my arm right in to my face relaxing the rest of my body.... letting the force of Stacie's move help my body roll back hoping to get some space ... Getting to my hands and knees seeing a drop of blood fall hitting the white grey ring apron hissing " nice move bitch " diving forward into a roll extending my left foot out swing it in an Arch to bring the heel in to play trying to hit stacie's lower ribs hoping this high risk move either hits or causes the bitch to roll out allowing me to get to my feet yt
YESSSSSSSS!!! i think as my feet connect with a satisfying thud, one to your face and one to your shoulder, sending ya back to your ass with a loud crash. Panting harder now as i too hit the mat and roll to my knees to face ya. Noticing a little blood is being added to the already stained mat...."what's the matter, sweetie, did i get ya in the face?" i purr with a grin as we both get to our feet. I see the ref out of the corner of my eye as you pretty obviously wind up a kick and and come at me......Immediately, I dive for the mat, land on all fours and then lunge up, hoping I can get under you while you still have a leg in the air.....your foot connecting to the top of my head and snapping it to the side as I too try a risky move.....to grab your right thigh and tackle ya to the mat.....yt
Holy shit This bitch is tough "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fuck " feeling the bitches shoulder impact the back of my thigh ... swinging my left leg across Stacie's shoulders hoping to counter as I feel my own shoulders getting pinned to the mat , mean while I start angling my left leg so my knee is bent 90 degrees hoping to slide my left foot under my right knee that Stacie has so kindly set this up for me as I go for a fig 4 headlock Suddnely That bitch ref is slapping the mat I hear "1 " ..... shit be quick April reaching for my my left foot my hands grasping my booted foot ttryon to pull Stacie's face closer " Bitch Have some Ahi Sushi " waiting to hear that second slap of the refs hand
Grateful for the glancing blow to my head that could have ko'd me had it have hit me as you planned, i power forward, grabbing your leg and tackling you to the mat, my mind already two moves ahead, planning to push forward, drop my left knee as hard as i can into your special place before pushing up and twisting your leg into a step over toe hold but HOLY CRAP you're fast with that other leg as you wrap my head before i can get my knee cocked.....my eyes go wide as you roll me to the side using your powerful legs while snaking them together getting your calf under my chin....."oh no" i think realizing a moment too late that you've just locked on a textbook fig 4 head scissors......"shit!....shit!...SHIT!" i croak out before you get it set and then as the ref slaps the mat and yells ONE i realize the trouble I'm in......grabbing for your legs with both hands, i roll up my right shoulder and yell "CHOKE....caugh.....REF!" ......after i break the count, i attempt to twist in slipping my hand into my knee pad, panic on my reddening face as i fight to breath, I pull out my brass knuckles (already on my hand) and send two hard punches to the under side of your thigh.....craoking aaaaackkkkkkkkkk!!!!! while now fighting to stay in the match ....starting to see floaters in the corners of my vision....but still after landing the punches, I mange to get my hand up and and flip Lindsay off, my special brass knuckles on view to everyone as i extend my middle finger and I don't care......yt ;)
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( I just want to point out it was my shoulders on the mat not Stacie's for My Fig 4 head lock Kinda Prevents me From Pinning Your Shoulders Sweetie I do Love the Brass Knuckles though means a down and dirty Match now I can post to this and run with it Let me Know I will POST tomorrow This is Awesome ohhhhh I did I say I love the brass Knuckles )
Screaming Out as This Dirty Fucking Hellion Just Gave me the worse Charlie Horse I have ever received.....With her adrenals kicking in Her quick underhanded
cheating Bitch ass .... those blows caused all the cables of my hamstring start to spams ..... The Howl ripping through my body is deafening releasing my fig 4 head lock rolling back and forth my left hand clutching the back of my thigh with my right hand I am seeing the ref start to look toward Stacie .....I want to Beat this Bitch in the ring I slap the ref with my left hand " Slow Count There aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh " moaning in pain ' Need some pep pills or do another line bitch " The ref is seething using a set of words and phrases That remind me of Nutmeg when meg rants...... I quickly roll out of the ring forcing the ref to start the out of ring count .... Hobbling trying to work the pain out I look down to my right side lifting my leg up seeing just this inch thick welt already Bruising .......
The ref giving me an earful bring my mind back into the fight I start looking around for that DOA bitch
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This is a shout out to Stacie Of the DOA THIS IS HELLA FUN ..... and damn you're good
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this has been a really fun match up....both are terriffic :)
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this is a fun match and terriffic match from both ladies :)
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In my dressing room, i take a last look at myself in the mirror, my tight, custom black with white trim 2-piece suit hugs me as only form fitting spandex can. Before this match is over I plan for April to see up close the "STACIE" emblazoned in red across my well rounded ass. Completing my ring gear is a pair of black knee pads and black Converse sneaker-boots. My eyes move down to my light oiled, very toned abs and I smile to myself. I may be feeling butterflies in there but I know she can be beat and I plan to use my experience and strategy to take the overconfident, oversexed tramp down.
Though I've been already called to the wings to await the introductions, I decide to wait a bit longer, making sure my shoulder length blonde hair and makeup is just right. I hear April's intro realizing it's time to go. I slip on my leather DOA jacket over my ring gear and causally make my way out. Slightly muffled by the distance the PA system blares...."AND NOW, FROM THE SUNNY SOUTH, AT 5'5, 130lbs, THE ONE AND ONLY SOUTHERN BELLE AND DOA CUTIE.......STACIEEEEEEEEEEEEE JILLYBEANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! Then my intro music is cued https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5kisPBwZOM . I so love 70s & 80s rock and this song by Pat Benatar suits me perfectly. I bite into my lower lip, and keep everyone waiting and wondering until the song had played for a few minutes to build the suspense that I hope will get a little into April's head before i jog out into the arena, hands raised. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i shout and ^5 a few fans along the way, make a circuit around the ring and jump to the apron, being sure to show my ass to the crowd before ducking thought the ropes.
Paying NO attention to April, I again make a circuit around the ring, climb to the middle rope at each corner and raise my hands. When I get to her corner I sneer at her, shoulder check her out of the way and climb hers too. getting back to my corner, i lean back, look across at her (my heart feels like it will jump out of my chest) and do a throat cut motion. I mouth to her "fuck the Kumite, your ass is mine" while working to control my nerves to look calm and ready. After stripping off my jacket and tossing it to a cute guy on the front row, I slid my hands down my legs to adjust my knee pads, i make sure my little surprise is tucked out of sight in the right one. "Let's do this!" i yell to the ring announcer......yt
My tanned globes rise and fall as I look you up and down. My nipples are already hard as I look you up and down...... reading her lips a slight sneer is formed by my lips flipping Stacie off ,,l,, ,,l,, then bring both middle fingers to my mouth giving them a lick " Hey Dyke Got Some Fingers for your holes '' seeing the look the ref just shot me That cxnt is going to be tight on the rules .... Waving Us both toward the center of the ring ...
I stride forward my eyes locked on Stacie getting close as impossible as it seems I can almost make out her scent my eyes dilate.... rocking my head side to side loosening up .....I feel the vibration of the refs words echoing the only thing I can make out is Stacie's breathing every ripple of her muscle rippling under her skin we seem that the only two beings are us in this huge Arena suddenly I am can hear the ref telling us to return to our Corners ' thinking Fuck that ' As I try for Standing drop kick aiming for Stacie's firm Tits yt
Stepping out to meet you, i get to center ring and our eyes lock. As you rock your head, I roll my shoulders and shake out my arms, heart racing, a thin but glistening layer of sweat already forming on my upper chest and sculpted abs. Thankfully the ref only gives us a cursory pat-down. As the ref gives us the normal instructions, i begin to bounce on the balls of my feet eager to get the started "all right already....we both know the speech.....LET'S GO!" Then just as i begin pivot back toward my corner and await the bell, I give a thumbs up to one of my sisters sitting in the front roll when BAMMMMMMMM!!!! both your feet get me at chest level in mid turn......
UUGGGHHH!!!! my eyes go wide as i crash to the mat, tucking as my training and experience kicks in, and rolling as fast as i can to my knees, hoping i can spring back before you're able to get up and come at me. "YOU BITCH!" i shout, eyes still wide as i see you getting up a fraction of a second later than me giving ME the time i need time to lunch myself in the air toward you also in a drop kick, hoping i can get your head as you push up....EUUUGGHH!! i grunt with the effort, teeth clenched and my arm i landed on already aching a little
almost with an arrogant ease taking my sweet time getting up not respecting this bitch's ring savvy if it wasn't for my glance toward Stacie her drop kick would have put me in a bad way .... lucky the muscle memory kicks in bring up my right arm taking the blow the kinetic energy though jams my arm right in to my face relaxing the rest of my body.... letting the force of Stacie's move help my body roll back hoping to get some space ... Getting to my hands and knees seeing a drop of blood fall hitting the white grey ring apron hissing " nice move bitch " diving forward into a roll extending my left foot out swing it in an Arch to bring the heel in to play trying to hit stacie's lower ribs hoping this high risk move either hits or causes the bitch to roll out allowing me to get to my feet yt
YESSSSSSSS!!! i think as my feet connect with a satisfying thud, one to your face and one to your shoulder, sending ya back to your ass with a loud crash. Panting harder now as i too hit the mat and roll to my knees to face ya. Noticing a little blood is being added to the already stained mat...."what's the matter, sweetie, did i get ya in the face?" i purr with a grin as we both get to our feet. I see the ref out of the corner of my eye as you pretty obviously wind up a kick and and come at me......Immediately, I dive for the mat, land on all fours and then lunge up, hoping I can get under you while you still have a leg in the air.....your foot connecting to the top of my head and snapping it to the side as I too try a risky move.....to grab your right thigh and tackle ya to the mat.....yt
Holy shit This bitch is tough "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Fuck " feeling the bitches shoulder impact the back of my thigh ... swinging my left leg across Stacie's shoulders hoping to counter as I feel my own shoulders getting pinned to the mat , mean while I start angling my left leg so my knee is bent 90 degrees hoping to slide my left foot under my right knee that Stacie has so kindly set this up for me as I go for a fig 4 headlock Suddnely That bitch ref is slapping the mat I hear "1 " ..... shit be quick April reaching for my my left foot my hands grasping my booted foot ttryon to pull Stacie's face closer " Bitch Have some Ahi Sushi " waiting to hear that second slap of the refs hand
Grateful for the glancing blow to my head that could have ko'd me had it have hit me as you planned, i power forward, grabbing your leg and tackling you to the mat, my mind already two moves ahead, planning to push forward, drop my left knee as hard as i can into your special place before pushing up and twisting your leg into a step over toe hold but HOLY CRAP you're fast with that other leg as you wrap my head before i can get my knee cocked.....my eyes go wide as you roll me to the side using your powerful legs while snaking them together getting your calf under my chin....."oh no" i think realizing a moment too late that you've just locked on a textbook fig 4 head scissors......"shit!....shit!...SHIT!" i croak out before you get it set and then as the ref slaps the mat and yells ONE i realize the trouble I'm in......grabbing for your legs with both hands, i roll up my right shoulder and yell "CHOKE....caugh.....REF!" ......after i break the count, i attempt to twist in slipping my hand into my knee pad, panic on my reddening face as i fight to breath, I pull out my brass knuckles (already on my hand) and send two hard punches to the under side of your thigh.....craoking aaaaackkkkkkkkkk!!!!! while now fighting to stay in the match ....starting to see floaters in the corners of my vision....but still after landing the punches, I mange to get my hand up and and flip Lindsay off, my special brass knuckles on view to everyone as i extend my middle finger and I don't care......yt ;)
( I just want to point out it was my shoulders on the mat not Stacie's for My Fig 4 head lock Kinda Prevents me From Pinning Your Shoulders Sweetie I do Love the Brass Knuckles though means a down and dirty Match now I can post to this and run with it Let me Know I will POST tomorrow This is Awesome ohhhhh I did I say I love the brass Knuckles )
Screaming Out as This Dirty Fucking Hellion Just Gave me the worse Charlie Horse I have ever received.....With her adrenals kicking in Her quick underhanded
cheating Bitch ass .... those blows caused all the cables of my hamstring start to spams ..... The Howl ripping through my body is deafening releasing my fig 4 head lock rolling back and forth my left hand clutching the back of my thigh with my right hand I am seeing the ref start to look toward Stacie .....I want to Beat this Bitch in the ring I slap the ref with my left hand " Slow Count There aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh " moaning in pain ' Need some pep pills or do another line bitch " The ref is seething using a set of words and phrases That remind me of Nutmeg when meg rants...... I quickly roll out of the ring forcing the ref to start the out of ring count .... Hobbling trying to work the pain out I look down to my right side lifting my leg up seeing just this inch thick welt already Bruising .......
The ref giving me an earful bring my mind back into the fight I start looking around for that DOA bitch
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Working the pain out of my leg ......' God Damn it this Bitch made sure I am going to be slowed down for bit ' as the count from the ref 15 , 16 Get back in the Ring April ' the ref shouts ' climbing up making full use of the twenty count my eyes never leaving Stacie sliding in to the ring just as the ref hits 19 ..... settling back down lowering my weight a grimace of pain shoots through my face lets Try this again shall we yt
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Fun poll match! 8) Voted!
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only a few days left in what has been a fun poll, hope Stacie and sexy finish it the right way :)
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Why was there a vote for "VS" ?
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I submit, you win!!
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Thank you Stacie this poll has 3 winners each of our Sisterhoods and the Clique Wars .... Sportmanship and fun ..... I hope we can finish this fight in private then with your blessing. Post it in the fight chat logs cause those brass knuckles got me in a bad way ... in a special shout out to all the Tramps and the DOA Sisterhood that remain clean in their comments and support us
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congratulations to both ladies agent sexxy and Stacie for a fun poll fight :)
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Damn missed it but nice scrap Yall!