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The Festive Feelings Tournament
This is a place of miracles and belief. A place of festive joy and raucous cheer. Of the warmth of fireplaces and the taste of egg nog. Of gift giving joy and merriness made. It is a timeless place where timeless memories are made. Welcome, one and all, to an alternate dimension – a side pocket to our current reality – known as the Merrydome.
It has been breached once before, years ago, for a battle between two Christmas movie stalwarts – Lacey Chabert and Lindy Booth – that greatly tested their stamina, both physically and carnally. (Can be read here, if interested: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1DENO8wBYvisFUgYEM8tTA-cFbztRtoRbZdglAdNADRc/edit ). The Merrydome had opened for Chabert and Booth because their blood feud was rooted in their love of the holidays and their need to prove who was the better holiday actress. It was a war and in the end, one of the ladies reigned supreme and Christmas history was made.
But... it felt empty. There were no stakes. It was a fight, yes, but for nothing more than bragging rights. And as the Merrydome went unused for years, it also craved... more. And so more it would get. A big time producer was looking for an actress to star in a new Christmas movie franchise about the past, present, and future of Mrs. Claus as she takes over the business in the wake of her husbands passing. A strong and beautiful woman with a great love for the holidays would be needed for the role, and so a tournament was made and a call was put out to sixteen ladies to participate, all of whom accepted for their own reasons.
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So, the plan is to roll out some blurbs to introduce the participants in the next post, followed by the tournament. The plan for THAT is to do blurbs for all the matches except for the finals between the winners of each bracket, but - if y'all want to - you can always throw your own version of the tournament stories in here as well. Lastly, I didn't put the profile blurbs here yet, because I wanted to give people a chance to refresh themselves on my last Christmas story. So... yeah. Lot's to look forward to.
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I respect the hustle! Hell of an epic!
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I respect the hustle! Hell of an epic!
Oh, I expect it to be. Honestly, it was originally going to be a one on one fight between two ladies, but then I started coming up with a backstory and that lead to the tournament and now, well... here we are. :)
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Say hello to the first four participants!
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“The Partridge” Caity Lotz:
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A veteran of the celebrity fight scene and veritable badass from her work on “Arrow” and “Legends Of Tomorrow”, Caity is looking to make to finally make her name known in the Christmas movie circuit. While she was unsuccessful in her surprise appearance during the Lacey Chabert Vs. Lindy Booth bout, she made enough of a threatening splash to be considered a favourite to win this tournament.
“Cheerful” Caylee Cowan:
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A relative newcomer to the celebrity fight scene, Caylee has gotten some big explosive wins over veterans like Cali Logan, Megan Fox, and Alexa Bliss. With a reputation for being a dirty fighter and her first Christmas movie - “The Holiday Twist” - coming out soon, this dark horse could also be a favourite to win and make her mark in the holiday movie-verse.
Christina “Holidaze” Hendricks:
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Looking to put her past Christmas movies - “Bad Santa 2” and “Pottersville” - behind her to take on the mega-franchise opportunity that winning this tournament could provide her, Christina's celebrity wrestling track record speaks for itself. More than ready to end her opponents chances with her “Holidaze” Breast Smother, this veteran of both stage, screen, and ring is definitely one to watch out for.
Emma “Evergreen” Stone:
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Already a megastar, a Christmas movie resume was one of the few things left on Emma Stone's big screen bucket list. Known as being a fairly scrappy opponent on the celebrity fight circuit, Emma is hoping to use her underdog status to surprise her opponents, take home the win, and scratch another thing off of her acting bucket list.
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Say hello to our next four participants, as half of the tournament roster is now revealed!
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“Jolly” Josephine Jobert:
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A French phenom who has been turning heads and making a name for herself both on the big screen, small screen, and the celebrity wrestling circuit, she recently came out on the winning end of a long fued with Gal Gadot. Known for striking ability, high-flying skills, and exceptional French lovemaking techniques, Josephine is looking forward to proving she has what it takes to make a name for herself in the Christmas movie-verse.
Kacey “Mistletoe” Musgraves:
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Christmas album? Check. Christmas special? Check. All Kacey wanted now was a Christmas movie franchise to complete her own personal holiday bucket list. While she may not be well known in the celebrity fight circuit, she's been training for sure and hopes she can use that relative mystique to help surprise her opponents and coast herself to a tournament win.
Katy “Perfect Present” Perry:
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For someone as outrageous as Katy Perry, it's still might come as a surprise that one of her life long dreams would be to play Mrs. Claus in a Christmas movie – though with how close she got to Santa in her “Cozy Little Christmas” music video, maybe it's not that surprising. Known already as a terror on the celebrity wrestling circuit, Perry has decreed she's not going to let anything get in the way of herself and her life long dream.
Karen “Merry” McDougal:
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After her quick cameo in the Lacey and Lindy bout, a fire was lit in the seemingly retired veterans heart and loins. Still believing she's as good as she was in her prime, McDougal's looking to destroy any competition in her way, with the prize at the end being nothing but an added bonus.
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Four more ladies revealed! With four left to go!
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Lacey “Christmas Queen” Chabert:
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With a Christmas movie resume that speaks for itself, the self-proclaimed Christmas Queen can't wait to get her hands on more beautiful ladies in the the Merrydome. With her winning performance against Lindy Booth last time, and her success on the celebrity fight circuit that followed, she sees her winning the tournament – and continuing to be a Christmas movie cultural icon – as just a forgone conclusion.
Lindy “Naughty Elf” Booth:
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After coming up short in her battle against Lacey Chabert last time they were in the Merrydome, Lindy Booth definitely feels like she was something to prove. Having been building up both her Christmas movie and celebrity fighting resumes since the loss, Lindy is excited to show all the new tricks she's stuffed up her metaphorical sleeves.
“Melodious” Maggie Rose:
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Another relative new comer to the Celebrity wrestling circuit, Maggie Rose is looking to use this tournament as a way to prove herself. With naught but a Christmas special to her holiday resume, Maggie hopes that a win in this tournament can catapult her to holiday stardom.
“Ornamental” Maria Ozawa:
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With a long resume of wrestling and sexfighting experience all over the world, Maria has come to this tournament with one simple goal in mind: Win. And while the ultimate prize of the tournament is but an afterthought in her mind, Ozawa admits it'd be a pretty good start to her holiday movie career.
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“Miracle Maker” Olivia Taylor Dudley:
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Having gained a good fanbase and popularity from her role on SyFy's “The Magicians”, Olivia is looking to show her fans another sexy and dangerous side of herself. With her celebrity fight circuit debut nigh, Olivia has been training hard day and night so she doesn't disappoint everyone who is rooting for her.
“Festive” Olivia Munn:
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With her last attempt at getting into the holiday movie scene - “Office Christmas Party” - ending up a bit of a dud, Olivia hopes this tournament will be a more successful second try. Already known as an experienced grappler and sex-fighter, Munn hopes a win in this tournament will catapult her to holiday stardom.
“Force Majeure” Rosie Jones:
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A phenom in the Celebrity wrestling and sexfight circuits, Rosie cares less about the reward and Christmas and more about just destroying and fucking anyone who is put in her way. To her, this tournament is just another forgone notch in a career of wins, and no one is going to prover her wrong.
“Snow Queen” Samantha Barks:
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Like Kacey, Samantha has both a Christmas album and a Christmas movie to her name, and is looking to expand her name in the holiday movie-verse with a big franchise opportunity. Unlike Kacey, however, she also has the celebrity fight experience to back her up, which she aims to use to help get herself a big tournament win.
Tournament Rules
In general, there won't be any rules during these fights – anything goes and anything is legal while in the the Merrydome – but each round will have a different victory condition that must be met to gain the win. While the Merrydome is a place out of time and, thus, aches, pains, and tiredness won't generally become a thing, after each round, both losers and winners will partake in glasses of Christmas Spirit in order to recover any harm that has occurred. Additionally, unlike in the Lacey/Lindy bout, there will be a large crowd/audience seated around the ring, the fights in the Merrydome taking place in a ring in the middle of a Christmas themed arena. However, since only the ladies were invited into the Merrydome, the audience will be filled with Christmas elves, snow people, sentient candy canes, reigndeer, and all other manner of Christmas creatures. Without further ado, however, let's begin with those first round brackets!
Quarter Finals Brackets!
Victory Condition: Regular sexfight. Make your opponent orgasm once to win!
Quarter Finals Bracket A
1. “Cheerful” Caylee Cowan Vs. “Force Majeure” Rosie Jones
2. Katy “Perfect Present” Perry Vs. Lindy “Naughty Elf” Booth
3. Karen “Merry” McDougal Vs. “Snow Queen” Samantha Barks
4. “Miracle Maker” Olivia Taylor Dudley Vs. “Festive” Olivia Munn
Quarter Finals Bracket B
1. “The Partridge” Caity Lotz Vs. Emma “Evergreen” Stone
2. Christina “Holidaze” Hendricks Vs. Kacey “Mistletoe” Musgraves
3. “Jolly” Josephine Jobert Vs. “Ornamental” Maria Ozawa
4. Lacey “Christmas Queen” Chabert Vs. “Melodious” Maggie Rose
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Alright, everyone! Throw me your predictions! How do you think this first round is gonna go? How do you think the whole tournament is gonna go? Let me know! :)
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ALSO, quick question, how do y'all wanna get these tournament results? Do you want one match blurb at a time? A brackets worth of blurbs at a time? Let me know!
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Quarter Finals Bracket A – Match #1: Sexfight! First To Cum Loses
“Cheerful” Caylee Cowan
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“Force Majure” Rosie Jones
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There was a little known secret only known between these two competitors: Not only was it Rosie who had taught Caylee to wrestle and sexfight in the first place, but the close friends had learned at the same time they'd both been invited to participate in the tournament and decided to train with each other for it. Day and night they'd sparred, figuring that it'd be at least a round or two – maybe even in the finals – that they'd meet to face each other, but fate and the Merrydome had other plans. And while initially disappointed, they also weren't going to let this opportunity go to waste.
After all, it was the first match of the tournament. Why not start things off with a bang?
So they vowed to give each other everything they had and not go easy on each other at all, so it was only the audience who'd ended up surprised at how back and forth things had been at the start. They went move for move – one moment, Rosie was hitting the blonde with a Dropkick, the next Caylee was paying her back with a Clothesline. They went counter for counter – one moment, Caylee was going for a DDT only to be Backdropped by the brit, the next Rosie's Bulldog was countered into a German Suplex. And, of course, strip for strip – both ladies fully bared by the fifteen minute mark of the fight.
It was at about the eighteen minute mark of the bout that the tide started to turn. Thinking she'd worn her mentor down enough, a standing Caylee shoved Rosie's head between her legs, took a moment to give her hanging udders a good grope, and lifted her up for a Powerbomb. Unfortunately, Rosie wasn't worn down enough as she slammed two hard elbows into Caylee's face, spun herself around, tightened her legs around the blondes neck, and flipped herself backwards, taking Caylee with her and spiking the blondes head into the mat with a Poisonrana.
Poisonrana: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wP7Y4OF6HXk
At this point, Rosie felt she'd softened Caylee up enough that she could start putting the pressure on her sexually, but her protege kept finding ways out of it. Rosie had hung Caylee up in one corner of the ring, spread her legs a little more, and slipped her tongue inside her pussy and had the blonde moaning within a few moments, but then Rosie found herself moaning as well when Caylee grabbed on to her legs and lifted her head up enough she could slip her own tongue into the brits pussy. A few minutes later, Rosie had given Caylee a German Suplex of her own before transitioning into a matchbook position so she could start fingering the blonde while leaning down and sucking on her breasts. And while Caylee was moaning and starting to get wet, Rosie knew – with how intimately they knew each other after all those training sessions – that the blonde still wasn't close to cumming. Which surprised Rosie a little, but she figured it was a combination of Caylee's will to not lose this match combined with the magic of the Merrydome.
But that just meant Rosie needed to step things up a notch.
A few minutes later, both ladies were on their feet, Rosie in the middle of the ring bent over and Caylee racing towards the ropes. The blonde bounced off of them, ran full speed towards Rosie, lifted her leg to boot the brit in the face – but Rosie ducked! As Caylee spun around to meet her, she was met with a hard forearm to the side of the head that dazed her enough that Rosie could pull the blonde's face right in between her breasts. She held Caylee tight in the smother, even as Caylee's fists banged against her sides, even as Rosie started swinging the blonde from side to side. But as Caylee's fists weakened, Rosie knew it was time to finish this. Still keeping her in the smother, she lifted Caylee's legs up to her sides then sat out, driving Caylee into the mat butt first. Rosie then adjusted her position slightly so she was pussy to pussy with Caylee, the position for her sexual finisher, the Premature Eruption. And she started grinding, slowly at first, but picking up speed as she felt the blondes moans between her breasts.
On her end, Caylee wasn't knocked out from the smother/slam combo – though she'd felt close to being so. But she'd managed to move her head just slightly enough to let just enough air in that she could stay conscious. And then the grinding started, and it felt good – marvellous even. But of course she knew Rosie was an expert in sexual manipulation so she wasn't surprised. And as good as it felt, as much as the pleasure was starting to rip through her body as she felt her orgasm coming – she knew she had to do something and fast if she didn't want to lose. So – having learned from the best – she started grinding back. She thought she could hear a gasp from Rosie as she did so, and felt Rosie's grinding slow a little. So Caylee picked up speed, now hearing moans from her brunette mentor.
A few moments later, Rosie fully released Caylee, nailed her with a few elbows, and scooted back before she orgasm'd herself, staring at Caylee with a look of not shock – well, maybe slight shock – but of wonderment and curiosity, too. And the punch drunk Caylee stared back grinning and licking her lips. Rosie pushed to her feet, started to pull Caylee to hers as well, but the blonde – smelling blood, and knowing her mentor was close – locked on a crotch claw, then wrapped her arm around Rosie's head when she'd fully gotten to her feet and DDT'd her into the mat.
And thus began another game of sexual cat and mouse with Caylee on the hunt and Rosie fighting back to escape as well as she could. Caylee smothering Rosie in the corner, locking her into her Eve's End finisher while one hand started fingering her, until the brit nailed her with a knee to the crotch and shoved her away. A few minutes later, Caylee had Rosie trapped in the ropes and was going to town with her tongue in the brit's pussy, hitting all the right spots and having Rosie moaning up a storm before the brunette tightened her legs around the blonde's neck, and threw her to the outside. And the game continued until Caylee started to tire out as well, with her second wind gone. And thus things again became even for a while, back and forth between the two.
But one of them had to win, and eventually the end came. After a brief flurry of offence, Caylee found herself in the middle of the ring with a dazed Rosie. She grabbed her arm and started to whip her mentor into the corner, but Rosie reversed it. Caylee slammed back first into the turnbuckles and a few moments later, Rosie slammed Caylee further into them with a big splash in the corner. Rosie then ran into the opposite corner, raised her fist to cheers from the crowd, and raced towards Caylee, looking to hit her with a big Spear in the corner – but at the last moment, Caylee moved out of the way! She lifted her legs up in time to watch Rosie drive herself shoulder first HARD into the middle turnbuckle. Knowing this was her chance to end this, Caylee settled her legs back down so Rosie's head was between her legs then grabbed her arms and lifted her into position for a Double Underhook Piledriver.
Double Underhook Piledriver: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zoqK1XUmJOM
Instead of immediately driving her mentors head into the mat, however, Caylee started stepping up the turnbuckles to the top rope, slipping her tongue into Rosie's ass as she did to start getting her motor revving. Once at the top, Caylee continue eating out Rosie's ass until she had her mentor screaming and moaning, knowing she was close to release, at which point Caylee leaped off the top rope and drove Rosie head first into the mat, knocking her out almost instantly. At that point, Caylee moved her tongue from Rosie's ass to her pussy, starting to eat her out as her hands went to work groping and manipulating the brits breasts. Rosie came back into consciousness moaning loudly, as she could feel the orgasm coming, could feel it building quickly inside her. Caylee too could feel it, as Rosie's nipples were getting rock hard, her pussy getting wetter and wetter by the moment. But Rosie couldn't lose this, she couldn't lose to her protege. She had to hold it in, she had to stop herself from-
“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” Rosie screamed before finally cumming hard, squirting Caylee in the face with her love juices, as the student defeated the teacher.
Winner: “Cheerful” Caylee Cowan
A moment later, Caylee fell to her back feeling just as exhausted as Rosie. Several Christmas elf attendants – including Head Elf Organizer Buddy – rushed the ring with glasses full of Christmas spirit, which they poured down both ladies throats, removing all their pain and exhaustion. Instead of being angry, Rosie immediately embraced Caylee.
“I'm so fucking proud of you, love,” she whispered into the blondes ear before giving it a good nibble, “Win this damn thing for the both of us, yeah?”
“You fucking know I will,” Caylee replied, one hand cupping Rosie's ass, the other her crotch. She then lifted Rosie up into her arms and headed backstage with her mentor to celebrate the only way they could as they watched the rest of the first round matches.
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Don't forget: If you didn't enjoy this version of the match or you did but have ideas of your own, feel free to write your own version and throw it in here! I guess this thread is kinda like a gift exchange in that way, hah. :D
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Very nice! The move link was a nice touch
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Very nice! The move link was a nice touch
Thank you! Glad you enjoyed that. :) Not sure ALL these blurbs will be THIS long, but these two knew each other VERY well so it had to last a little while.
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Also, that should be Head Elf Organizer Woody NOT Buddy. Damn post won't let me edit it
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Just a little update to the brackets so the semi-final matches in my head make more sense.
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Quarter Finals Bracket A
1. “Cheerful” Caylee Cowan Vs. “Force Majeure” Rosie Jones
2. “Miracle Maker” Olivia Taylor Dudley Vs. “Festive” Olivia Munn
3. Karen “Merry” McDougal Vs. “Snow Queen” Samantha Barks
4. Katy “Perfect Present” Perry Vs. Lindy “Naughty Elf” Booth
Quarter Finals Bracket B
1. “The Partridge” Caity Lotz Vs. Emma “Evergreen” Stone
2. Lacey “Christmas Queen” Chabert Vs. “Melodious” Maggie Rose
3. “Jolly” Josephine Jobert Vs. “Ornamental” Maria Ozawa
4. Christina “Holidaze” Hendricks Vs. Kacey “Mistletoe” Musgraves
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Don't worry, friends. I haven't disappeared. I've just decided to write every match in full now instead of blurbs. Which means A) things are going to take a little longer, and B) it.... probably won't be finished by Christmas, hah. But that's okay. The point is regular content, not time consistency.
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Quarter Finals Bracket A – Match #2: Sexfight! First To Cum Loses
“Miracle Maker” Olivia Taylor Dudley
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Vs.
“Festive” Olivia Munn
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When the brackets were announced for this tournament, there was much speculation and hype that went through the tabloids about all the different first round match-ups, though one of the most talked about was Olivia Munn Vs. Olivia Taylor Dudley. It had been dubbed, “The Battle Of The Olivias!”, and many were wondering which of them would come out on top as the better woman. In fact, reporters had interviewed both ladies about exactly that question.
Munn, for her part, was confident. “I know I don't have the best record on this celebrity fight circuit,” she'd started her interview by saying, referencing how her win record in both wrestling matches and sexfights sat at an abysmal 30%, “But at least I have a record! Dudley's never had a match before this. She doesn't know what it feels like when you actually get into that ring and the bell rings with another woman staring you down in the other corner ready to kick your ass. Doesn't know about the nerves that come from the roar of the crowd cheering you, watching you, waiting for you to make that one mistake and get fucked up the ass. I do. I've been in that ring thousands of times. I might not be what some call a winner, but at least I know what it's like. But this is Olivia Taylor Dudley's first rodeo and one thing I am consistent at? Beating other Olivias! Olivia Wilde? Beat her. Olivia Colman? Kicked her ass. Olivia d'Abo? Fucked her dry, six ways to Sunday. So when it comes to this fight, she has no chance against me, and I fully believe by the end of that fight, I'm going to be diddlin' Dudley to a nice, quick win.”
Taylor Dudley's response was short, sweet, and very much to the point. “I've heard what she had to say, yes,” she'd responded when asked about the comments, “We all did. And it was a LOT. Honestly. And there's a lot I COULD say, too. But I won't. Instead, I'll just say this. I've been training hard for my debut and miss Munn can think whatever she wants. But everyone's going to see what I'm about when they watch the Festive Feelings tournament. EXACTLY what I'm about. So tune in, if you wanna see me make Munn moan. Because I guarantee you won't want to miss it.”
Backstage the first night of the tournament, both Olivias watched the first match of the night with mild interest, their thoughts solely on their own fight. I've been planning for this and training for this for so long, Olivia Taylor Dudley thought to herself, will my plan work? My training? My research? Munn, on the other hand, was wondering what tricks that the blonde might have her sleeve that she hadn't seen in the ring before. Despite this being the first round of the tournament, this still felt like a big match to Munn and she could already feel those pre-match nerves and jitters starting to take over.
And then Cowan beat Jones, their elf attendants told them to get ready, and all nerves subsided as all thoughts turned to just one: Becoming the best Olivia.
Olivia Munn made her way to the ring first to some generic christmas music she'd specifically chosen so it wouldn't be too much of a distraction from the main event: Herself. She was wearing a sheer, almost see-through tight body suit made of shiny green and white latex that cut off at the knees, with a zipper that started low enough to tease a bit of her breasts slick from the bright lights above and continued down the rest of her body only to disappear between her legs. It accentuated all of her curves and her hips swayed side to side to the music as she strode down the entrance ramp in her black boots with white fur trim, pushing a candy cane slick with saliva in and out of her mouth and relishing the roar and attention of the crowd, cheering her name - “Munn! Munn! Munn!”
They weren't exactly her usual kind of crowd. She spotted all sorts of weird creatures in the crowd – humanoid reindeer, sentient snowmen and christmas presents, talking candy canes, gingerbread people, even a few large yetis. The Christmas elves were probably the most normal look of the bunch, even with their pointy ears. But they were still a crowd of fans and in a weird, fantastical pocket dimension, you worked with what you got. Getting to the end of the ramp, she started making a lap around the ring, clapping hands with those in the front row – some hooved, some cold and clammy, some essentially hard and breaded – and stopped halfway around, spying a large candy cane ... man? Woman? She wasn't sure, but she pulled the candy cane out of her as she approached.
“Hey, there, cutie,” she said, sounding very unsure of herself as she approached the candy cane person who had a long body, a curved head, two red-and-white striped arms, small striped feet, two large eyes on either sit of it's curve, a mouth, and a little bowler hat – striped black and white – atop it's head, “Do you want a taste? Maybe hold on to it for me?”
“That's cannibalism,” the candy cane person said excitedly in the goofiest voice imaginable as Munn stretched the candy cane out to them.
“Oh, I, uh, I'm so sorry,” Munn said, backing off, pulling the candy cane away.
“I love cannibalism,” it said, it's mouth stretching towards Munn's hand and sucking the candy cane up like a vacuum, “Yum, yum! Freddy likes!”
“Okay, then,” Munn said, nodding to herself. Yeah, this place would take some getting used to, she said as she finished her lap, and slid into the ring, If I get past Dudley. When I get past Dudley. At that thought, Munn popped to her feet in the middle of the ring, did a sexy spin for the crowd, and went to her corner where she leaned back comfortably and waited.
And waited..
And waited...
And then the pop rock sounds of Barenaked Ladies “Green Christmas” burst out of the Merrydome's speakers and to a new set of cheers from the crowd, Munn watched Olivia Taylor Dudley bust out onto the top of the entrance ramp with a huge, pussy-eating grin on her face. Munn had to admit the blonde looked hot as a slight shiver of pleasure went down her spine seeing Taylor Dudley in her tight, Christmas style school-girl outfit. It was a red and green suit-jacket up top – no dress shirt to enable Dudley's ample bosom to be seen trying to bust out from behind the several buttons keep it confined, and the red and green striped tie was a nice choice, too – with a red and green pleated school-girl skirt held there by a thick belt with a Santa head buckle in the middle Munn had a sneaking suspicion was gonna be a bitch to undo. Completing the look was a pair of mesh stockings that went all the way down Dudley's lean, muscular legs and ended at her thick, Santa-style combat boots.
And then there was the bag. That thing made Munn both nervous and curious. It was a large sack made of red felt or leather, and Taylor Dudley carried it over one shoulder as she skipped down the ramp after doing a spin on top of it and blowing a kiss to the crowd. Munn watched as Taylor Dudley paused at the bottom of the ramp to fiddle with the bag and open it wider so she could reach inside it easier, which she did as she continued skipping around the ring, reaching in and tossing all manner of things into the crowd – Munn spotted candy, condoms, boxes of viagra, and various sex toys, just to name a few. Munn had to admit, the blonde had style.
Once she'd finished her circuit of the ring, Dudley slipped inside the ring, bag in toe, popped to her feet in the middle of it, did a little twirl, pulled a microphone out of the bag, dropped the bag next to her, and turned towards Munn as she raised the mic to her lips.
“Oh my god, Munsy-wunsy,” Taylor Dudley squeaked, her eyes bulging as she hopped up and down excitedly, her breasts heaving and bouncing as she did, “It is sooooo great to finally meet you, and especially in front of all of these almost people! And I knoooooow we're about to have an amazing match and kick each others asses all over this ring and everyone is going to, like, LOVE it, but I just had this amazing idea to make it even more, like, AMAZING.”
Leaning down and making it plainly clear to everyone in the audience behind her that she wasn't wearing a damn thing underneath her skirt, she reached back into the bag a pulled out a large white quill pen with a feather coming out of one end and a piece of paper with a whole bunch of writing on it in red and green letters and Munn could swear that it glowed with a golden hue.
“See, this is something fun and new here in the Merrydome, called a Christmas Contract,” Dudley announced too oooh's and aaaah's from the crowd, and a raised eyebrow from Munn, “See, thanks to the magic of the Merrydome, two competitors can set their own stipulations on one of these contracts – like, for example, this one says the loser of this match must obey everything the winner says until the end of this tournament – and then when both of them sign it, it becomes magically binding. Now I've already signed it, obviously, so it just needs your John Hancock to make it official, Munnsy-wunnsy. So whaddaya say, huh? You in?”
Munn hesitated, looking back and forth from the contract to Dudley and back again as Dudley stepped forward and held the pen out to her. She was wary about this, of course, not knowing exactly what was going through the blonde's head and what kind of nasty tricks this might lead to. But she had to admit, when – not if – she beat Dudley, having her as her slave for the rest of the tournament was a highly tempting offer, not even taking in consideration the advantage it might give her having her at ringside then. But if Munn lost....
The dark haired beauty weighed her options for a few moments then grinned, stepped forward, took the pen, and signed on the dotted line.
“You're on, blondie,” Munn said, throwing the pen at Dudley, who caught it with a grin as Munn returned to her corner.
“Oh gee, oh my, Munnsy,” Dudley said, dropping the mic, pen and contract into the bag as her grin widened, “You've made me so damn happy, accepting my little challenge. It's almost like it's Christmas morning! And as such, I have one last gift I want to give you before we get this show on the road!”
Dudley opened the bag wide and reached in, searching for something for a few moments before her brow furrowed. “Oh, my, it was here a moment ago,” she said, continuing to fumble around in the bag and even leaning down and into the bag itself, showing Munn her full ass.
“You wrap something special, you put it away, you think you can find it easy,” Dudley continued to mumble as she searched, and it was going so long that Munn couldn't help but step forward to help. But as soon as she did, Dudley stood up out of the bag, grabbed it with both hands, screamed, “SURPRISE!!!”, and swung the still heavy bag in Munn's direction. Munn was too slow to react and it slammed into her, sending her stumbling into the corner, momentarily daze. Dudley then tossed the bag out of the ring and charged into the corner herself, leaping when she got close and hitting Munn with a Corner Splash.
Corner Splash: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aLKsNWk_lDs
“We're gonna have so much fun tonight, Munnsy,” Dudley said, giving her a looooong lick along the left side of Munn's tanned cheek, “You have no idea.”
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Decided not to keep y'all waiting, since it might take a bit to finish and it's been a few days without content and I wanted to give ya something at least. TO BE CONTINUED!!!
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Taylor Dudley palmed the back of Munn's head and pushed her face into her bosom for a few moments before Munn shoved her away, and kicked her in the gut to send her backpedaling even more. Then before Dudley could charge back in, Munn shot out of the corner, leaped off her feet, and drilled them right in the blondes chest with a Dropkick.
Dropkick: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHC9d_qO6qc
The blonde toppled to the mat, Munn noticing a few buttons pop off of her top from the impact of the blow before she stumbled back to her feet so Munn decided to go for round two, landing a second dropkick into her bosom that did the trick for the final buttons and burst Dudley's top open and freed her pale melons | to a myriad of cheers from the crowd. |
“Your right, this is fun,” Olivia said, grinning, moving over to the downed blonde and giving her a few good stomps to her freed bosom, “It's like Christmas morning come early.”
Munn reached down, and started to pull Dudley to her feet by the hair when the blonde surged upwards, smashing the top of her head just under Munn's chin and causing her mouth to snap shut. Munn backed away now holding her mouth but Dudley reached forward, grabbed her free arm, pulled her back towards her, and slammed two quick knees into her gut before.
“You opened your gift too early,” Dudley whispered into Munn's ear as she stood her back up and gave her ear a little lick and nibble, “You deserve to be punished.”
Dudley's tongue moved from Munn's ear to inside her mouth for a long moment before the blonde suddenly grabbed her arm and took her to the mat with an Armdrag Takedown.
Armdrag Takedown: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_Zd2cSHCx8
“And you know, since you got your gift early,” whispered Dudley, who'd kept hold of the arm after the armdrag and used her hold on it to pull it up behind a sitting Munn's back, “It's only fair I get mine, too.”
Wrenching up on the arm to get a good scream out of Munn, Dudley then snaked her legs around Munn's waist and gave it a good squeeze. Dudley took a few moments to make sure both holds were locked in tight and being used to max effectiveness before starting to nibble and lick at Munn's left ear again. And then her free hand began to snake it's way around Munn's left side like a homing missile right on target: The zipper. It grabbed on and started to pull down lower, and lower, and lo-
CRUNCH!
The back of Munn's head impacted with the bridge of the blonde's nose and Dudley almost instantly released her duo – trio, if you counted the zipper as a part of Munn – holds and started to scoot back, but a quickly recovered Munn wasn't going to allow that to happen as she quickly pounced on the blonde. Her hands made a beeline for Dudleys neck, wrapping around them and squeezing as she lifted the blonde's head up by the neck and slammed it back down to the mat several times, with no sign of stopping. The flailing Dudley dug her own claws into Munns wrists to get her to release, which she did but only to slam a trio of hard forearms into the side of her head.
“Early gifts deserve punishment,” Munn said, pushing to her feet with the blonde dazed on the mat holding her head, “You made the rule, I'm just obeying it.”
Spinning so her back was to Dudley and taking a few short steps forwards, Munn crouched down then did a back flip, soaring through the air and landing on top of Taylor Dudley with a picture perfect Standing Moonsault to ooh's and aah's from the crowd.
Standing Moonsault: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kMMCUPdmpwI
Dudley sat up as the air was taken out of her from the impressive move, but Munn just shoved her back down with a grin on her face as she took a seat atop her toned stomach, her eye on the blonde's belt buckle. Deciding she wanted to start softening the blonde up for some fun later on, Munn started working on the Santa Claus belt buckle, but found it a little more difficult than she thought.
“Damn, Dudley,” Munn muttered to herself as she fiddled with it, pulling and tugging it every which way, Santa's head shaking as she did and almost laughing at her, “Did Santa give you a master lock for Christmas or something?”
Frustrated, Munn kept working on it with one hand while the other snaked itself downwards, tip-toeing along and then underneath Dudley's skirt and between her legs to her bare pussy. Ah, there's my access, Munn thought, grinning, as she slid one finger in between Dudley's pussy lips. The gasp the blonde let out told Munn she was doing things right, so she slid a second finger inside and started a slow, rhythmic pumping – not wanting to make her cum just yet, but instead get her motors running. As this happened, Munn's free hand stopped worrying about the buckle and drifted over to grope and knead one of Dudleys freed orbs as she leaned down to start sucking on and licking the other, the soft moans Dudley was giving out every time Munn's lips or tongue slapped up against her delicate flesh being music to Munns ears.
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The moment Munn sat up to take a momentary break from her breast sucking, Dudley's legs shot up and wrapped tight around her neck. Immediately, both of Munn's hands – one with two fingers wet from being inside Dudley's vagina – shot up to her neck to pry the legs away from her throat but after a few moments she was slammed back down to the mat with a looming Dudley now sitting above her, their positions reversed.
“Oh, I got this baby made special,” Dudley answered Munn, tapping the buckle with one hand and unzipping more of Munn's body suit with the other, freeing the dark haired beauties tanned breasts, “And you ain't opening it any time soon. Speakin' of makin' things feel special, though....”
As her hands went to work kneading, massaging, and groping Munn's freed mammaries, Dudley leaned her head down closer to Munn's and grinned. She started with Munn's left ear, just a little nibble and a slight caress with her tongue. A longer lick followed against each of Munn's cheeks, and then a delicate kiss to her forehead and chin. And then Dudley dropped the subtlety, dropping her lips up against Munns in a sloppy kiss, her tongue even sliding inside the dark haired beauties mouth for some added pleasure.
Munn had been sitting back and playing possum for a few moments as she enjoyed Dudleys pleasurable manipulations but as soon as the blondes tongue entered her mouth, she knew she was in trouble and needed to fight back. As her tongue grappled with the blondes inside her mouth, Munn snuck a hand back underneath Dudleys skirt, only managing to slip one finger inside her in the cramped quarters but pistoning it in and out as fast as she could. As the briefest moan from the blonde, Munn disentangled her tongue from Dudleys as her mouth relaxed and then bit down hard on the blondes tongue.
Immediately, the blonde began screaming, eyes widening and hands flailing. After a few moments, she calmed down enough to focus and started slamming her fists into the sides of Munns head until she let go and both women rolled away from each other and pushed to their feet, with Dudley smiling in spite of the pain she was feeling in her tongue.
“Oh, not bad, not bad, Munnsy-Wunnsy,” Dudley said, wiping her mouth as the two ladies started circling each other, “You've definitely got a few tricks up your sleeve.”
“More than enough to take you down and fuck your brains out,” Munn teased, feinting a charge and then doing nothing when the slightly more focused Dudley didn't take the bait.
“See, now there's your problem there,” Dudley said, the circling Olivias getting ever close, “That arrogance. Just because this isn't your first rodeo, you think that gives you the advantage? How many matches have you had in the circuit, how many televised matches have you had? Because the thing you need to realize is that's ammo to someone like me. To research and study. To figure out your every move, your every weakness. I know you and your style better than you know yourself, at this point. And I can't wait to make you cum like the little bitch that you are and make you my own personal cum dumpster.”
Angered, Munn charged the blonde, which Dudley was expecting, entangling her legs with Munns and tripping her face first into the corner right behind her with a Drop Toe Hold.
Drop Toe Hold: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7zn4eanWvz8
With Munn stunned and holding her face against the bottom turnbuckle, it was simple enough for Dudley get back up, wrap her arms around Munns waist, lift her up, bridge back, and drive her head first into the mat behind her with a Release German Suplex.
Release German Suplex: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nbU6zlGtDeU
Dudley slowly crawled over to where Munn lay sprawled on the mat, flat on her back with one hand still on her mouth and nose, the other on her back. Dudley sat herself between Munns legs and reached over, grabbed the zipper of her body suit and pulled it down even further just past her belly button before stopping.
“Oh, look at that yummy tummy,” Dudley said, before giving it a lick, “Little hard. Perhaps needs some softening up. I know just the trick.”
Standing back up, she grabbed a wrist and an ankle and dragged Munn closer to the ropes. Then Dudley took off at a run, bounced off the far ropes, ran back towards and over Munn's prone form, then leaped onto the middle rope feet first and use them as a springboard to help her backflip into a beautiful Lionsault, Dudley intent on landing hard on top of Munn's prone form.
Lionsault: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=71Qt01zUoyM
But Munn got her knees up! And as Dudley bounced off them and stumbled to her feet holding her ribs, Munn pushed to her own feet, maneuvered up behind the blonde, leaped up, placed her hands on the blondes shoulders and her knees against the blonde's back, then fell back herself, taking the blonde with her and giving her some pain in her back to match the pain in her chest with a vicious Backstabber!
Backstabber: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XxOLUQ5gvCI
Not giving her blonde opponent any rest and wanting to keep pressing her advantage, Munn quickly pulled the blonde to her feet, lifted her up against her chest, and dropped her spine first over her knee with a Backbreaker:
Backbreaker: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3SNos-IZQJc
Instead of pushing the blonde off her knee, Munn kept her there with one hand on her throat and the other slipping two fingers inside her and pumping them in and out, in and out.
“You. Are not better. Than me,” Munn growled down at Dudley as she stretched her over her knee, adding a third finger to her pumping to get the blonde moaning. Dudley flailed her hands as Munn started pumping faster, even leaning her head down to take one of the blondes nipples in between her teeth and griiiiiiind it back and forth. Munn let go with a grin and lifted her head up only for one of Dudley's flailing fists to find its target smashing into Munn's throat. Instantly, both of Munn's hands went to her throat to try and rub the pain away, and Dudley rolled off her knee and pushed to her feet still in pain. As Munn got to hers while still holding her throat, Dudley rushed in with her arm outstretched, looking to hit Munn with a Clothesline.
Clothesline: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8yW6eEtsZ6o
But Munn ducked under it at the last second and when Dudley spun around, kicked her leg out towards the blonde's chin with a Superkick.
Superkick: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6UWUEHxFV8
But Dudley caught the kick, slammed a boot of her own up into Munns pussy, yanked the groaning dark haired beauty towards her with help from her caught foot, then lifted her up and slammed her back down to the mat between her legs with a Michinoku Driver!
Michinoku Driver: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJaWIR5_ruI
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(TO BE CONTINUED!!!! And sorry for the delay on the updates. I am expecting now to finish this tournament by the end of March. But, hey, more content is never a bad thing!)
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Breathing hard, Dudley looks down at the veteran between her legs. Had she wanted to, she felt like – no, she knew she could finish her off right here, right now. But she wasn't done having her fun. And fun, after all, was what tonight was all about. Some would say she was getting cocky, but they didn't know what she knew. They didn't know how hard she'd trained for this, prepared for this. This was her moment and by god.... she was going to enjoy it.
First things first: Dudley grabbed the zipper of Munns bodysuit and pulled it the rest of the way down to make it easier – much easier – to rip off the bodysuit and toss it to the side. Next, she pushed up to her feet and – leaning down and grabbing Munn by the nipples with a little twist for good measure – she pulled the dark haired beauty to her feet as well.
“Awww, don't worry,” Dudley grinned, seeing the pained expression on Munn's face, “I'll make those feel better later, Munnsy-Wunnsy.”
Clearing not liking that, Munn smashed a hard elbow into Dudleys face. The blonde – not liking that herself – reciprocated, then followed them up with two more, driving Munn back into the ropes. There, she grabbed Munn's arm and whipped her across the ring but when Munn got to the opposite ropes, she hung onto them instead of running back so Dudley charged in, looking to tackle her through the ropes. But Munn ducked and grabbed the middle rope as she did, sending Dudley tumbling outside into a heap on the ground. After a few moments, the blonde groaned and slowly pushed to her feet, looking left and right for any sign of Munn and finding nothing. It's only when she turned that Munn leaped off the apron, locked her legs around Dudleys neck, and sent her flying into the guard rail with a Hurricanranna!
Hurricanranna: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BV-MTZhJmQ
“I'm not going to make this feel better,” Munn muttered to Dudley who was now slumped up against the guard rail before firing two quick kicks into each of Dudleys bare breasts and smiling at the screams the kicks brought her, “It's trial by fire now, newbie.”
Dropping down in front of the blonde, one hand went immediately to the buckle of Dudleys skirt again. Custom made, Munn thought. That's what she'd said. Pain in the ass, more like. She grabbed it with one hand again, jostling it from side to side with no luck as her free hand slipped back underneath the skirt pumping two fingers insider the blondes slit and using her thumb to rub her clit to distract her. But try as she might, Munn couldn't get the buckle open and when Dudley slammed a punch into her left tit to try and get her to back off, the now angry Munn ripped her hand out of Dudley's pussy – making sure to give it a good scratch on the way out to get the blonde screaming – and use it to grab on to Dudley's tie and use it to yank her into a hard forearm in the side of the head.
Munn kept hold of the tie then used it to pull the dazed blond to her feet, and swing her hard into the nearby ring post. Dudley slammed into it face first and stumbled past after the impact, dropping to all fours, one hand holding her sore face. Munn came up behind the blonde, tangled one hand into her hair and the other in the end of the tie and pulled Dudley to her feet, then went back to back with the blonde with both holds still holding and used them to lift Dudley off her feet, choking her with the tie while at the same time tugging and pulling at her hair. Dudley screamed and gaged as Munn did this, lifting her a few times in the air before – upon landing – Dudley shot a leg up behind her and between Munns, the cheap shot almost immediately getting Munn to release her holds.
Before Munn could stumble back too far, however, Dudley was on her, grabbing her by the hair and bouncing her head off the ring apron several times before throwing her face first into the steel post to repay her for earlier.
“You know, this has been fun,” Dudley said, one hand holding her face, the other dragging Munn back to her feet, “I mean, I've been having fun. But you, Munnsy-Wunnsy, you've barely cracked a smile. Let's see if we can change that.”
Dudley positioned herself behind Munn, placed one hand between her legs and the other around her neck and lifted her up onto her shoulders into the position for a Torture Rack, which she almost immediately began to crank down on.
Torture Rack: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjN3fqXXoTk
Though Munn didn't immediately start screaming as the blonde carried her around outside the ring, her tune changed immediately once Dudley grabbed on to her clit, screamed out “FELIZ NNAVIDAD” - which was ironically what Dudley had named her signature Clitty Twister/Torture Rack submission – and then gave Munn's clit a twist. For the next few – long for Munn – moments, the blonde reveled in the roars of the audience as she paraded her veteran victim around the ring and alternated between stretching her in the torture rack and twisting her clit. Until, of course, she got bored and dropped Munn stomach first onto the guard rail in front of a large snowperson.
“Oh, hey there, Frosty,” Dudley said, grinning, as she pulled the groaning Munn's head underneath her left arm, while the snowman stared right in front of him where Munn's puss was in full view.
“Name ain't Frosty,” the snowman said, still staring, eyes locked on, “It's Kevin.”
“Right. Kevin. I apologize for not reading your fucking nonexistant name tag,” Dudley groaned, “Point is, ya look like your enjoying your view, there. So why don't ya dive in, eh? Help a girl out?”
While he was annoyed with the blondes flippant lack of respect in regard to his name, Kevin had to admit he couldn't resist the gift sitting right in front of him, so he took one long, icicle-esque finger and slid it in between Munn's pussy lips, slowly pumping it in and out. Munn immediately gasped as she felt the cold finger enter her and let out a screaming moan at the cold pain in her crotch as the snowman fingered her. Dudley, meanwhile, stood there holding Munns head, grinning and enjoying the show and being incredibly glad that this wasn't her in this position. But then, getting bored again, she fell back, taking Munns head with her and driving it hard into the arena floor with a DDT.
DDT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50NE6_1nUBY
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(Next update, is the exciting CONCLUSION for Dudley/Munn which I.... overplanned for and let go too long and I apologize.)
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“Ya know, while I have you here since ou fun might be ending soon, I think it's time to tell you a little secret,” Dudley said, flipping the barely conscious Munn onto her back after pulling her away from the railing and taking a seat on her face, “It's voice activated, bitch. Ho, ho, ho.”
At those words, the belt unlatched and the skirt fell down around Munn's face. Dudley pulled the skirt off and tossed it to the side, leaving her just as nude as Munn. Taking it in for the moment, Dudley started to ride Munn's face a little, enjoying the feel of the dark haired beauties nose against her clit, he mouth against her pussy. She didn't even mind it too much when Munn moaned back into consciousness and slid her tongue inside the blonde's snatch, making Dudley start to moan herself. Of course, the match was still going, Dudley knew, and the match still had to be won, so with much regret she stood up off of Munn before she could cum herself and pulled the veteran to her feet.
Despite the pain she was in, despite the grogginess in her mind, Munn knew she couldn't let this bitch win, she knew this might be her last shot to get something going and win. So as soon as she'd gotten back to her feet, she reached forwards and gave both of Dudleys nipples a hard twist before shoving her away. Munn then charged the blonde, arm outstretched, looking to take her down with a Clothesline. Unfortunately, she was a little bit too slow still and Dudley ducked it and – when Munn turned back around – the blonde nailed her with another kick between the legs. Munn gasped out in pain, but Dudley didn't let her rub it away, quickly snuggling in close with her, the blondes back against Dudleys front, where she wrapped an arm around Munns head from behind. Then – after kicking both of Munns legs to either side and making her start to do the splits – Dudley did a quick hop in the air and landed in the splits, bringing Munn's head with her before releasing it as it connected with her shoulder, Munn also doing the splits as the slumped back, the first victim of Dudley's 34th Street Stunner.
“Alright, finishing touches,” the blonde said as she turned behind her to see Munn basically knocked out. Standing up, she took a tour around the ring, first grabbing the belt of her skirt and then grabbing the microphone from out of her bag, “Alright, people. You ready for a miracle? You ready to see Munnsy-Wunnsy's MAGIC MOMENT? Because I know I am!”
With the roar of the crowd at her back, Dudley returned to where she'd left Munn who'd started to push to her hands and knees when the blonde ran up and punted her hard in the face. She then dropped the mic for the moment and dragged Munn over to the nearby steel steps, where she lifted her up and dropped her hard onto them with a Spinebuster.
Spinebuster: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ER4W1i0kqPM
With Munn splayed out on top of the steps, Dudley – licking her lips at the entire damn meal in front of her – weighed her options, as she looked down at the belt in her hands. Wrists or neck? Wrists would ensure Munn wouldn't be able to fight what comes next, but eck would hurt – and she knew how much of a pain slut Munn was. She was shocked, honestly, she hadn't cum already with everything Dudley had hit her with this match, but that just went to prove how skilled and tough the veteran was, being able to hold it in as well as she had.
So... wrist or neck? Wrist. Or. Neck?
In the end, Dudley went with what was more fun for her, lifting Munn's head to rest it up against the post and then wrapping the belt around both her neck and post and tying it there, tight, but leaving a little bit of strap in case she wanted to make it even tight. And then – taking a seat on Munn's lap – the blonde went to work as she initiated her Magic Moment sexual finisher.
She began with two fingers, pumping them inside Munn slow as she slipped a tongue down the veterans throat, enjoying the feeling of Munn's moans reverberating down her throat. As she slid two more fingers inside of Munn, Dudley's tongue left her opponents mouth, trailed down her neck and upper chest, and began sucking on Munn's tits – giving each of them their due attention – as Munn herself went from low moans to loud moans and panting from the blondes sexually manipulations. Then to put on the finishing touches, Dudley tightened the strap around her foe's neck before she spun herself around so her face was between Munns legs and began pumping her whole fist inside of Munn as she licked and sucked on her clit until – with a scream – Munn exploded, spraying Dudley in the face with her juices. And as the bell rang, Dudley sat back up, pulled her cum covered fist out of Munn's snatch, and raised it high into the air.
Winner: “Miracle Maker” Olivia Taylor Dudley
Almost immediately, a trio of elves made their way down the ramp holding mugs of Christmas Spirits, Dudley seeing them coming as she wiped her face off and licked her hands clean of Munn's juices. As they got near the ladies, Dudley held up a hand to stop them.
“I would love some of that myself, but Munnsy-Wunnsy here on the other hand does not,” Dudley said, walking up, taking a mug, and draining it in one big gulp. Munn tried to say she did want some but even in her tired state she was shocked to find herself instead agreeing with Dudley that, no, she didn't want any.
“Oh, did you forget?” Dudley said with a grin, turning back to Munn, whose eyes were bulging almost out of her head, terrified, as the elves scurried away, “Magical contract, bitch. And that shits binding. So now, I can say anything and you have to just... do it. Like, for example, I could say, 'Hey, Munnsy-Wunnsy. Undo that strap, go into the ring, lay down, and stay there until I come in and ride your face until I orgasm.' Well... go on. Do it!”
To her surprise still, Munn found herself doing just that as she came to the frightening conclusion of just how much control Dudley had over her now. She undid the strap. She stood up, rolled into the ring, and kept rolling until she was in the middle of it. And there, she lay still, unable to do anything but watch as the grinning blonde made the way into the ring herself, skipped around Munn for a few moments, and then took a seat on the veterans face. And there, Munn continued to lay as the already extremely wet blonde started to grind against her face, Munns nose and mouth constantly scraping up against Dudley's pussy and clit as she started slow and quickly picked up speed.
“Use your tongue, Munnsy-Wunnsy,” Dudley said, forcing her oh so delicious puppet to start doing just that, the feeling of it entering her slit and wiggling around to hit all of her hot spots putting her over the edge as her back arched and she screamed with one last loud moan and released her juices all over Munns face.
“Stay there until I say you can move,” Dudley said, seeing Munns hands starting to move and preempting her. Dudley herself rolled out of the ring, grabbed her mic and bag, re-entered, and took a seat next to Munn, “So, I think we can both agree who's the better Olivia, right? Go on. Tell everyone I'm the better Olivia – no, the BEST Olivia.”
“Olivia Taylor Dudley is the best Olivia,” Munn said, laying there, unable to do anything else, as Dudley positioned the mic under her lips.
“Oh, that felt good,” Dudley said, grinning, taking a finger and wiping some of the juices of Munns face and licking them off her finger, “Now tell them, I'm the QUEEN of Olivias.”
“Olivia Taylor Dudley is the Queen Of Olivias,” said Munn, whimpering slightly.
“NOW tell them, oh, let's see,” Dudley said, pretending to think for a few moments though she already knew where she was going with this, “Tell them Olivia Munn is a runt faced little cxnt bitch loser not even worthy of being called an Olivia.”
“Olivia Munn is a runt faced little cxnt bitch loser not even worthy of being called an Olivia,” Munn said, trying but unable to start crying.
“Oh, that's good,” Dudley said, giggling, “But it does beg the question: What do we call you now, hmm? I mean, I have a few ideas, myself.”
At that, the blonde reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of furry reindeer antlers and a red clown nose, which she quickly adorned Munn with before picking the mic back up with a grin.
“Tell them your new name is Rudolph, and your my own personal reindeer bitch,” Dudley said, getting real close to Munns face as she did.
“My name is Rudolph and I am Olivia Taylor Dudley's own personal reindeer bitch,” Munn said, still trying and failing to cry.
“Good, Rudolph, good,” Dudley said, patting her new toy on the head, “Now, get on all fours and stay there till I tell you differently.”
Munn – sorry, Rudolph - did just that as Dudley stood up next to her still holding her microphone and turned her attention to the jumbotron.
“Hey, Caylee!” Dudley called out to the surprise of the crowd, “Hey, bitch, I know your watching. Come on. Lemme see that pretty face.”
After a few moments, the jumbotron came to life showing Caylee and Rosie backstage, both of them in robes with their hair wet, sitting next to each other and looking extremely comfortable, but curious about being called out.
“Oh, look at the two of you, oh, so cute,” Olivia said almost sarcastically as she grabbed Rudolph's hair and yanked it backwards, “So cute it's almost nauseating. But I'm glad you gals were watching this. And I'll tell ya what, though, Caylee. I want you to bring your little friend there down to the ring with you for our match. Because after I'm done with you, well.... I can't wait to add Prancer and Vixen to my little line-up here.”
With the crowd raining down cheers and boos at that comment, Dudley dropped the mic, reached into her bag, pulled out a leash and collar, attached it to Rudolph's neck, and told her to follow her on her hands and knees as the blonde – grinning – picked up her bag and made her way backstage.
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(Up next in a few days..... McDougal Vs. Barks BEGINS.)
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Quarter Finals Bracket A – Match #3: Sexfight! First To Cum Loses.
Karen “Merry” McDougal
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“Snow Queen” Samantha Barks
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“Newbie's got a bit of spunk to her, I'll giver that.”
The newbie in question was Olivia Taylor Dudley who Karen McDougal and Irish were watching on a monitor in their locker room back stage as she dragged Olivia “Rudolph” Munn backstage with her via her leash and collar. Irish – dressed up as Santa Claus, beared dyed white – was sitting on McDougal's lap for a change, head leaning against her shoulder as his girl stared ahead at the monitor, lost in thought. Karen was clad in her match attire – as seen above – and for the first time in her career, she looked almost nervous.
“Definitely had a few surprises up her sleeve, didn't she?” she said, quietly and almost hesitantly, “I thought Munn had her a few times there, but then...”
Even before she trailed off, Irish knew something was wrong. He and McDougal had, after all, been a thing – an item – for decades. Manager and wrestler, girlfriend and boyfriend, wife and husband. He'd helped her become the catfight and wrestling legend that she was, though he'd freely admit it hadn't been hard work. Karen was a natural, a brunette badass who whooped the ass of other women like it was just a hobby for her. Which, admittedly, it was now – since she hadn't competed regularly in years – but in her heyday, she'd sold out arenas on name alone and racked up wins by the hundreds. Losses, too, of course, as that was all part of the game, but he'd never once seen his girl nervous, never once seen her back down from a challenge. She'd beaten legends and stars. In his eyes, Karen was the best fighter in the world.
So to see her getting this nervous? To fight a newbie? Who'd been on the circuit for less than a year? No, he needed to put a stop to that right now.
“Ah, she left too many openings,” Irish said, brushing McDougals worries aside like they were nothing, “Wouldn't have happened if she'd have been up against you, darlin'.”
“Do you really think that?” Karen asked, turning her worried stare over to him, “I mean, I've seen Munn fight before. Hell, I've fought her before and-”
“And you've beat her, like she was nothin', just like blondie just did,” Irish said, pulling her in for a comforting hug, “You can't compare yerself to Munn. Who beat Jenny McCarthy, Rose McGowan, and Tiffani Amber Thiessen in a Sexual Hell In A Cell match, huh? Who had Pamela Anderson moaning and groaning as she was fucked six ways to Sunday in a 120 Minute Sexual Ironwoman match?”
“Me, yes, but that was so long ago,” Karen hesitated, still unsure even with all the support coming at her, “This isn't Samantha Barks's debut, either. She's a rising star. And I haven't been in that ring in ages and-”
“- and as soon as ya step in there, the ring rust will go away and it'll be like ya never left,” Irish said with a squeeze of his girl's shoulders, “I fuckin' guarantee it. You are a legend. You are a badass. You are Karen FUCKIN' McDougal. And there ain't no way some greenhorn skank is gonna get one over on you.”
Karen stared at Irish for a few moments, then smiled, nodding, and gave him a kiss. He was right, of course. He was always right. She had absolutely nothing to worry about.
“I'm gonna fuck her as up,” Karen said, pulling away from the kiss for a moment to wrap her arms around Irish's head and push his face into her cleavage, “She won't know what hit her.”
“'ell yer je woan,” Irish muttered, with a face full of cleavage.
“Sorry?” Karen said, pulling him back out.
“I said, 'Hell yeah, she won't'”, Irish said, chuckling to himself, “Now, we got a bit of time as they clean up the mess Dudley made of Munn. Let's watch some of those Barks tapes again, go over the plan. And Karen?”
“Yes, Irish?” she answered with a devilish twinkle in her eye as she picked up the remote.
“Push me back in, will ya?” he said, chuckling, as she clicked a button on the remote to switch it to a recent Barks fight against Emmy Rossum before shoving her man's face back between her breasts.
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(Sorry for the delay, friends. Laptop problems. All good now. And TOMORROW.... we check-in with Sam!)
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A few moments of bliss ruined by a knock at the door. Regrettably pulling his face out of what he referred to as 'heaven', Irish walked over to answer the door only to find a large envelope had been slid underneath the crack of the door. Karen walked up and wrapped her arms around his waist as he opened it, pulling out a photo – obviously photoshopped – with a sticky note attached to it, reading: “Merry Christmas, whore! It looks like you are getting coal for Christmas! Irish, however, will be happy when he finds me gift wrapped under the mistletoe!”
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“Bitch is trying to get into my head,” Karen muttered as she took the photo out of Irish's hand and stared at it, though she sounded more annoyed than angry.
“But you ain't gonna let her, right?” Irish asked, getting a grin back from Karen.
“Come on,” she said, dragging him by the beard back over to the chair, “We have some tapes to watch.”
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Meanwhile, Samantha Barks was alone in her locker room doing just that herself – watching tapes. McDougal Vs. Anderson, Sexual Ironwoman Match. McDougal Vs. Thiessen Vs. McGowan, Hell In A Cell Sexfight. Even McDougal's first match ever – her debut that went for a good twenty minutes before she ate out an exhausted Jenna Jameson. Every tape she watched as she stretched told Samantha Barks something new, gave her some new insight into how Karen McDougal ticked, gave her an advantage over the legendary grappler. And she knew she'd need every advantage she could get to defeat McDougal, including sending that photoshopped photo with the sticky note threat. She knew there was a good chance it was a cheap trick that wouldn't affect McDougal at all, but again – anything she could do to get an advantage, she would. This was the biggest match of her short career thus far and she was going to be damned if she didn't snatch every advantage she could. Speaking of...
Halting her stretches for the moment – as much as anyone was watching would have enjoyed her routine for the way it accentuated all her curves and bulges in her tight, snow white one piece that zipped up in the back and her snow white boots – she got up to change the tape she was watching. To her 'secret weapon', in fact. She put it in, hit play, and continued stretching as on the roar of a crowd shot out from the TV. This was McDougal's last match before she took some much needed time away from the ring all those years ago, and it was against one of the hellions of the Celebrity Fighting circuit, Charlize Theron.
As befitted two legends of the ring, the two women battered each other from pillar to post, each one trying to get the advantage over the other for the first thirty minutes of the bout but neither had been able too. There were many near falls and near gasms, but no clear winner – until, that is, Theron caught McDougal with a Drop Toe Hold as she came rushing at her in the corner. McDougal landed shoulder first into the corner and screamed and for the next five to ten minutes, Theron took control, targeting McDougal's injured shoulder whenever she could while tossing and pleasuring her all around the ring.
McDougal still won the fight, but barely – Theron had gone for a top rope Spider Suplex/Moonsault, but was stopped by a kick to her naked crotch and a top rope piledriver before McDougal ate her out for the win – but the damage had been done, and McDougal's shoulder would never be the same. It's the reason she took so much time off after. And if Samantha could take advantage of that? She had this fight in the bag.
Grinning, she rewound the match and started watching it over, looking for anything else she could use to help her win.
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(Sorry again for the delay. Christmas time gets busy, ya know? I actually think I might take a writing break till after Christmas. Still plan to keep going till this tourney is finished, of course, but expect the next update Sunday/Monday.)
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Very nice start my friend! I am eagerly awaiting the next installment. In the meantime enjoy the holidays with your family and friends.
Merry Christmas!
IRISH
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Grinning, she rewound the match and started watching it over, looking for anything else she could use to help her win. Barks had to admit to feeling a bit of excitement welling up inside of her. The momentum from Taylor Dudley beating Munn – who Barks had met in the ring on the circuit once or twice and knew was a tough cookie – was a big time confidence booster, from one relatively new face to another. And if she could ride that momentum, she might be able to take down that big bitch, McDougal. But again, that was just another small part of her longer plan.
Capitalize on weaknesses.
Don't get cocky.
Ride the momentum.
Barks knew what she had to do, and that this was the biggest fight of her young career. She just had to get out there and do it. A knock at the door got Sams attention but before she could go to answer it, a squeaky, elven voice called out, “Five minutes, Miss Barks!”, and she heard the scurrying of feet on the other side of the door. It was time to get ready. Now or never, it was time to put up or shut up. Barks finished stretching, clicked off the TV and DVD player, took one last look around her locker room, and headed out the door into the battle of her life, ready to retire that old bitch, Karen McDougal
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To the tune of a more Christmasy version of “Danger Zone” By: Kenny Loggins, Karen McDougal sauntered down the ring alongside the Santa outfit clad IRISH. She stayed close to the barricades as she did her circuit around the ring, but not too close – she didn't want to be touched by anything in the audience. Just because this was a Christmas dimension, it didn't make any of those creatures any less weird. Finishing the circuit, she slid into the ring as Irish took up his managerial position at the corner. He watched as McDougal did a sexy little dance in the middle of the ring to try and get some crowd support back before returning to her corner as her music died down and was replaced by “White Christmas.”
It took a few moments for Karen and Irish to recognize who was singing this version of the tune, but by then time they did she was already making her way down to the ring, having added a long snowy white cape accoutrement alongside her ringside attire. Sam stopped at the bottom for a moment – ignoring Karen staring daggers at her from inside the ring, and Irish checking her out in person and finding himself lustfully and professionally impressed – to slip off her cape before dashing around the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. Crowd support, she thought to herself, as she slapped hands both small, cold and clammy, furry, candified, and normal, Is just another thing that's going to give me an advantage. I need to keep them on my side. Finishing her circuit around the ring, she jumped up onto the ring apron, turned and blew the crowd a kiss, then leaped onto the top rope, springboarded off it, landed in the ring straight into a roll, which she popped out of to her feet in the middle of the ring to cheers from the crowd. Sam bowed, then gave Karen a grin before heading to her corner. Both ladies then waited several moments for the bell to ring, staring at one another, sizing each other up. Who would win, who would lose? Only time would tell.
DING DING DING!!!
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(Small update, I apologize. But this is gonna be the start of a small update every day, hopefully. And you just KNOW.... tomorrow's is gonna be ALL ACTION. :))
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Sorry for the delay, y'all. Trying to get a good BIG chunk done for ya. :) Hopefully ready by tomorrow night, a little New Years Bash, so to speak. :D
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As soon as the bell rung, Sam and Karen rushed towards each other, meeting in the middle for a lock-up. Hands against hands, muscles against muscles, gritted teeth against gritted teeth, the two pushed against each other, neither wanting to budge even an inch to the other. It was a stalemate for a few long moments before Sam put a bit more oomph into her push and Karen gasped as her younger opponent started to push her back, back, back towards the corner. Not wanting any part of this, Karen released one of Barks's hands to get a better, two handed grip on the other which she twisted around Sams back before pushing her boobs first the rest of the way into the corner.
“Better get used to this, newbie,” Karen whispered, leaning in close and nibbling at her younger foes ear as she did, “This corner's gonna be yer second home tonight.”
Not a fan of the location or the neighbourhood, Barks slammed her free fist into Karens side once, twice, thrice into her opponents die until she released before switching the two's position in the corner, grabbing Karen by the wrist, and whipping her into the opposite corner. Barks raced in to meet Karen, but the more experienced beauty moved out of the way to let Barks crash into the corner. But Sam put a foot up to stop herself before she did, then turned around right into an Arm Drag from McDougal sending her onto her ass in the middle of the ring.
Arm Drag: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QJZiuRbcn_g
Karen held onto the arm as she nestled in behind Sam, one knee grinding against the younger woman's back, the other flat against the mat. Karen twisted up on Sam's arm trying to keep her in place, enjoying the grunts and groans coming from the trapped woman. But again, the situation didn't last in her favour for too long as Barks get her feet under her and pushed back up to a standing position before hammering a hard elbow into her side to get her to release her arm. Karen obliged, but only to quickly wrap her arms around Barks waist and lean backwards, looking to drive her head first into the mat with a German Suplex.
German Suplex: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9AR1xX5rXg
Unfortunately for Karen, Barks broke out mid move, rolling through and landing on her feet instead to cheers from the crowd. And when Karen got back to her feet and spun around, Barks met her with a hard slap to the face. Barks grinned as Karen's face turned to the side from the rough blow and she lifted her own hand up to rub the pain away. But then Barks's smile was wiped off of her face when McDougal responded in kind with a slap of her own. Barks stumble back a few steps from the blow, holding her face and nodding before coming back in with an even harder slap to Karens smug face that was so hard it ended up spinning the older grappler around.
Quick to take advantage of the opportunity, Barks wrapped her arms around Karens waist possibly looking for a German Suplex of her own but two quick elbows to the side from McDougal loosened her grip. Before McDougal could turn around, however, Barks leaped up and planted both feet into her back with a hard Dropkick that sent her stumbling forwards into the ropes.
Dropkick: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ULnxzkpnI8
As Karen bounced off the ropes, Sam rolled to her feet, getting to them just in time to meet McDougal as she ran back towards her. Barks leaned over for a Back Body Drop, but Karen put on the breaks and – with an open target in front of her – lashed out with a kick to Barks left temple that dropped her opponent like she was a sack of bricks.
“Didn't expect that, didja, bitch?” Karen grumbled, looking down at the groaning Barks for a moment before spitting on her. Karen then raised her arms in the air and did a short walk around the ring, basking in the cheers and boos she was getting. Returning to her downed opponent, Karen dragged her to her feet by the hair, and then stunned her again with a hard chop to the chest. With Sam preoccupied, Karen darted off towards the ropes, bounced off them, and sped back towards Sam with her arm outstretched, looking to hit her with a clothesline.
Clothesline: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7N6rgGZjH0E
But as Karen got close, Sam flipped the script, bending down and flipping Karen over her to the mat behind her with a Back Body Drop.
Back Body Drop: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x4vctdMz1rk
Barely looking behind her before she did, Sam leaped into the air, spun around as she did, and landed leg first onto Karens throat with a Leg Drop.
Leg Drop: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dcp9RH7-tyo
Barks stayed there for a few moments, really rubbing her leg hard against Karens throat before pushing back to her feet, and pulling Karen to hers, roughly.
“You're the one who better get used to being flat on your back, bitch,” Barks whispered lustfully into Karens ear before whipping her hard into the ropes and when she returned, grabbing her around the neck and between the thighs then rotating quick and slamming her into the mat with a Powerslam
Powerslam: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLLiayx7n_0
“So, been meaning to ask,” Sam said as she did push-ups up and down on top of McDougals prone form, “Didja enjoy that photo I sent you?”
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(TO BE CONTINUED!!!!)
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“Oh, I'm gonna make you eaUGGGGH!!!” Karen started to say before Sam pushed up into the air and landed elbow first onto one of her breasts.
“Oh, I'm sorry, bitch, what was that?” Sam asked, holding one hand against her ear as she pulled McDougal up to her feet, “You want me to beat on your breasts a little more? Well, I'm only happy to oblige.”
Positioning herself behind and to the right of the older woman, Sam snaked her left leg around McDougal's right leg and then leaned the rest of her torso over to the right as well. Next, she used her right arm to trap both of McDougals arms behind her back then finished locking in the Octopus Stretch by draping her right leg over McDougals neck.
Octopus Stretch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKwM96-fXsI
“And now for the piece de resistance,” Sam muttered with a grin, wrenching back hard on the hold – focusing particularly on wrenching Karens injured shoulder - as her free hand reached down and pulled up on McDougal's top, freeing her breasts. Her free hand latched onto one breast, groping, pinching, kneading it's flesh, making McDougal groan as she also continued twisting her to and fro in the Octopus Stretch. McDougal, of course, wasn't going to stand for this, wrenching one arm free when Barks leaned back a little to far in the hold, reaching it up to rake Barks across the eyes.
Sam immediately released the hold and backed away holding her face, but McDougal – after all the punishment she'd taken – was still much worse for wear, stumbling forwards and collapsing to her knees, rubbing the pain out of her back. She took a few moments, stood up, then turned right into the arms of her younger opponent who quickly took control again by lifting McDougal up off her feet and bodyslamming her back first across her posted knee.
Body Slam (sans knee): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5KYsIKTKfc
Wanting to make this McDougal's second home for the moment, Sam kept her over her knee and quickly made her more comfortable by relieving her over her top and releasing her bosom to cheers from the crowd. Then for several moments she pushed McDougal down over her knee – one hand on her previously injured shoulder, the other on her leg. But then the shoulder hand moved up to claw and grope at one of Karens supple breasts and the other hand turned into a claw itself and latched on to McDougal's crotch underneath her skirt, and with a few moments of both holds being locked in, she had her victim howling in pain.
As much as she was enjoying this, though, Sam knew – from all the research she'd done, all the tapes she'd watched – that it'd take more, MUCH more, to take Karen McDougal down. And that she couldn't stray in one hold for too long, lest the veteran thought of a way out of it.
“Ready to go for a ride, bitch?” Sam asked, not caring whether McDougal was or not as she pulled her to her feet and whipped her towards the ropes. As McDougal returned, Sam lifted her up by the back of the neck and between the legs and – with a little spin – drove her shoulder first into the mat with a Sidewalk Slam.
Sidewalk Slam: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AoHyD_cUVK8
Instead of letting go, however, Sam showed off some of her strength as she lifted McDougal back up, spun around, and drove her into the mat with a second Sidewalk Slam. But she didn't stop there, oh, no, as – showing shades of the late great Eddie Guerrero and his “Three Amigos” series of suplexes – she lifted McDougal up once more, spun her around, and dropped her to the mat with a third and final Sidewalk Slam.
Grinning as she looked down at the groaning McDougal – and knowing full well she'd just taken out a good bit more of her stamina – Sam pushed to her feet for a momentary respite, placing her foot against Karens throat as she raised her arms into the air, her grin groaning wider at the crowds reaction.
“Whaddaya think?” Sam called out to the crowd as her foot continued to push down against McDougals throat, “Ya think this's all she's got? Ya think she's ready for more? Who thinks we should get a little fancy up in here?”
At the crowds urging chant of, 'Fan-cy! Fan-cy! Fan-cy!', Sam couldn't help but oblige. Dragging McDougal into the middle of the ring, Sam decided to try something she'd never tried before. She took off for the ropes, bounding towards them at a good speed and bouncing off them. As she came back towards McDougal, she leaped over her prone form and continued toward the next set of ropes. When she got close to those, she leaped into the air, planted her feet against the middle ropes, and used them as a launching pad to help her backflip into the air, as graceful an execution of a Springboard Moonsault as anyone had ever seen.
Springboard Moonsault: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJRzyyYf69A
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(Will it succeed? Will it FAIL? TUNE IN NEXT UPDATE TO FIND OUT!!!!)
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Unfortunately for Sam, her landing left very much to be desired as Karen – who's torso was aching, though her legs were just fine – lifted up her legs so Barks would be spiked stomach first as she landed on them. And she landed so perfectly that as Barks gasped in pain, mouth wide open, she stayed there perfectly balanced on McDougals feet, unmoving. That is – of course – until Karen slowly pulled back one foot and used it to start spinning Barks around and around like a top, faster and faster. Every rotation Barks looking down to see the wicked grin on Karen's face staring back up at her.
“Consider this the first ride of many your gonna be taken on this match,” Karen said with a sneer before using her turning foot to kick Barks off of her and send her flying into a slump in the corner. Karen – hearing her younger competitor groaning in the corner – took a moment to get a few good breaths in before sitting up, calmly getting to her feet, walking into the corner, and pulling the wreckage that was Samantha Bark out of it and to her feet.
“And you can consider this the second,” Karen said, nailing Sam with a knee to the gut to bend her over, a knee to the chin to stand her back up, and then lifting her up onto her shoulders, “Of course, that's not to say your the only one that'll be going on any kind of ride.”
With that comment bringing a cheeky grin to her face, Karen strolled around the ring with her prey secured solidly across her back shoulders, pulling back on Sam's neck and legs to stretch her hard, enjoying the screams she was bringing out of her opponent. But eventually Karen got bored, fell to the side, and drove Sam into the mat with a Death Valley Driver.
Death Valley Driver: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GvlQIRPPv-Q
Karen stayed there, laying on top of Sam for a good few moments, reaching up with one hand and tweaking one of Barks's nipples through her one piece.
“Oh, we really need to get you loosened up,” Karen said in response to Sam's low moan of pain, “A little bit of stripping, a few fingers.... A little ride maintenance, if you will.”
Karen rolled to her feet, then leaned down to grab Barks by the hair and pick her up only to get kicked in the throat. Karen stumbled back into the corner with one hand on her throat and kept an eye on the younger brunette as she pushed to her feet, Barks doing the same but charging right in as soon as both her feet were under her. Unfortunately, Karen already had a plan and as Barks got close, she dipped underneath her and sent her flying upside down into the corner. Before Barks could slump down, Karen quickly repositioned her feet to leave her hanging in the corner.
“Now, where were we?” Karen asked, grinning, as she looked her hanging victim up and down.
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(Sorry for the delay. Bad brain this week, and life getting in the way. Promise I'll try to be more regular with these.)
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She took a step back too as she did, looking for any clear openings in Sam's outfit – which, sure, she could rip up, but she had a feeling it'd make a good trophy that looked just as good on her as it did on her younger foe – but didn't find anything obvious. No zippers, and the fabric was too tight for her to just pull it down her shoulders. But the question, then, was how did Sam get into it in the first place? All these thoughts ran through Karen's head as she stood there looking her opponent up and down with one foot against her neck, pushing it up against the bottom turnbuckle and making her foe gurgle in pain. Then, Karen had an idea, pulling her foot away and grabbing Sam's hair to pull her enough so she could get a look at her back.
“Oh, you clever bitch,” Karen said, grabbing the zipper and sliding it sloooooowly upwards to open it up and release the tightness on the rest of Barks's outfit, before releasing her hair and letting her upper body fall so the back of her head smacked hard against the bottom turnbuckle, “But you can only ever hid your weakness once. And now your target practice.”
Looking very self-satisfied with herself, Karen reached down and pulled up Barks's outfit enough that her pale white breasts popped out. Karen glanced down at them for a brief moment before taking off at a run towards the opposite corner. She hit it back first, paused a moment with her gaze straight ahead, then took off back towards her hanging opponent, leaping when she got close and nailing Barks right in the chest – one foot for each breast – with a low Corner Dropkick.
Corner Dropkick: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWnMUwGgpRA
Karen quickly popped back up to her feet, energized as Sam groaned in pain still miraculously hanging in the corner. Karen looked mildly surprised too – though she did secure her pretty good – but looked out to the cheering crowd.
“Whaddya think?” she called out to them, grinning, “Should I go again?”
The crowd cheered her back in response and – not wanting to disappoint them – she again took off at a run towards the opposite corner, this time simply bouncing off it instead of waiting a moment, keeping her momentum as she raced towards Sam, leaped into the air, and nailed her in the breasts again with a Dropkick. This time the impact loosened one foot a bit but not the other, and so – with a prompting chant from the crowd of, “One more time! One more time! One more time!” - Karen took off at another run, this time doing a lap around the ring to build up a little more speed instead of racing to the opposite corner. The extra speed helped her get a little bit of extra air as she leaped and instead of aiming for her younger foes breasts, Karens Dropkickin' feet smashed hard up against each of Barks's kneecaps. The jolt of pain went through Barks body along with an almost guttural scream of pain, sending it thrashing as both feet loosened enough for her to finally fall and crumple into a heap in the corner.
“Barely even started with maintenance, and yer already breaking down on me,” Karen said, grinning and shaking her head at her younger, curled up opponent, “Well, I ain't here to make things easier on ya, so let's take it up a notch, shall we?”
With her opponent already in the corner in a heap, it was easy enough for Karen to dip out of the ring, grab Barks by a leg, and spin her around so the corner pole was between both of Barks's legs. Karen then grabbed a leg in each hand, placed one foot against the apron, and waited until she had eye contact with Samantha before placing her other foot agains the apron and falling back. Barks was yanked crotch first HARD into the corner pole and if that didn't have her screaming immediately, then the pressure being put on her knees and the rest of her legs – as Karen used her hold on Sam's ankles to help her stay a few feet off the ground like a horizontal plank – definitely did.
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(OH NO!!! Sam is in a TIGHT SPOT here. Will it get worse for her next update or better? KEEP TUNING IN TO FIND OUT!!!)
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Fortunately for Sam – who's crotch felt like it was on fire and that at any second it would split in half – Karen couldn't hold this hold for too long, her mastery of gravity not powerful enough to let her stay vertical for more than a few moments before she fell to the outside floor. Fortunately for Karen, a few seconds was very much enough to keep Sam laying there and fully occupied with the fiery pain in her crotch. In fact, Karen probably could have done a few laps around the ring, come back, and Sam still would have been there nursing her heavy aches.
But Karen wanted to have some more fun, before she finished her younger foe off for good.
So, instead, while standing, she crossed Bark's legs around the corner post while making sure her right ankle was on top, lifted her own leg up and on top of Barks right ankle, and then fell back and locked her other leg around the ankle as well, completing the preparations of the Corner Figure-Four.
Corner Figure-Four: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNJtNISExGQ
Unfortunately for Sam, Karen probably could have stayed like this all night long, cackling with glee as she listened to her younger opponents screams from the pressure being exerted on her legs and – more importantly – her knees. Knees, Karen remembered from watching her tapes on Barks, that had been softened up during her match with Emmy Rossum, who'd spent a good thirty minutes softening them up before Barks turned things around for the win. Because Emmy got complacent, thinking she had Barks beat. Which meant Karen had to keep going and not give her a chance to get back in the game.
After what felt like hours for Barks but was only a few long moments for Karen, the older woman released the hold, pushed herself to her feet, and grabbed Sam by the hair.
“Just think of this beating as a learning moment, darling,” Karen said, pulling her halfway out of the ring, “God knows your gonna need it.”
She slammed several hard forearms into Barks's chest before flipping her over, spinning her around, grabbing her pulled down outfit, pulling it the rest of the way off, and tossing it into the crowd behind her. She gave Barks ass a hard slap – setting her buns a jiggling to Karens gleeful, hungry eyes – before finally pulling her out of the ring, and whipping her hard into the steel barricade behind her, Barks slamming into them back first with a gasp of pain. Karen charged in after her, and Barks lifted her leg out of desperation – a leg Karen quickly ducked under before again slamming into Barks's nude form. Now with her head under her Barks's leg, and both arms around her back, Karen lifted her up, turned, and ran right into the steel post behind her – the pole bringing Sam a whole new kind of pain as she was rammed hard right into it.
Karen took a few steps back, rushed in, few steps back, rushed in, each time heearing Barks screams as her spine hit the pole like a glorious melody drifting into her ears. When she'd grown tired of this and Barks was naught but a sack of potatoes, Karen took a few sidesteps, held the top of the apron open, and dropped Barks down inside upside down, making sure to keep her legs and delicious pussy sticking out of the top.
“Alright, doll, let's get the festivities started,” Karen said before licking two of her fingers then slipping them inside of Barks's already slightly wet pussy. She started slow, taking her time though she could already feel Barks moans from beneath the apron. She knew those moans well. They were the moans of a woman who – even as she inserted a third finger, a fourth – was trying to hold it in, not let her manipulations work as well as they could or at least not show the effect they were having on her.
Karen had to admit she was fairly impressed. She'd given this young bitch quite a beating and still she was trying to resist? Well, she knew what that meant. That meant she wasn't done humbling her. She wasn't done making an example of Samantha Barks.
“Good news, dearie,” Karen said, leaning down as she pulled her fingers out with a plop, “Your beating is about to continue!”
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Grabbing Sam by the legs, Karen lifted her up and out from between the apron, held her there for a moment, then dropped her face first against the edge. Taking a few moments to grate Sam's face against the metal, Karen then lifted her up and rolled her into the ring, jumping to the apron herself but not following her in just yet. Instead, she calmly walked over to the corner climbed it. Once there, she took a moment to watch her opponent struggling to her hands and knees before leaping off and Frog Splashing down on Barks's bare back.
Frog Splash: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0D9dsUkMzWs
She landed hard atop Sam's back, smushing her against the mat again and bouncing off. As she did, unfortunately, Karen felt a twinge of pain – slight, but noticeable – in her left shoulder. She'd taken a break from the fight scene after a shoulder injury and was worried she'd aggravated it. Sitting up, she rolled her shoulder for a moment and it went away, and – satisfied – she pushed to her feet and walked over to Sam's prone form, reached down, and started to pull her to her feet.
“Time to go for a ride, my dear,” Karen said, just as she felt the rising Sam smash a wild fist into her gut. Karen gasped, but responded with a knee to Barks own gut then finished lifting her to her feet, grabbed a wrist, and whipped her into the far corner. Karen took another moment before charging in and turning at the last minute as she raised her left arm and slammed the bicep underneath Sam's chin.
“Oh, that felt good,” Karen said, ignoring the new wince of pain as she grabbed Sam's wrist again, “So why don't we try that again?”
True to her word, Karen whipped Sam into the opposite corner and quickly followed her in. But this time when she went into her turn, Sam rolled out of the corner and Karen hit the turnbuckle back, shoulder, and bicep first with a gasp. As Karen stumbled out of the corner, Sam stuck out a desperate leg, tripping her, McDougal falling face first onto the floor.
“No thanks, I'm good,” Sam said, quickly rolling onto McDougal's back, grabbing her left arm, and yanking up on it to get a scream from the older fighter, many more painful plans in mind.
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Loved the update my friend! Keep up the great work!
IRISH
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Thoughts of the last several minutes went kept flashing through Sam's brain. Of the beating she kept taking,having her knee and back worked over by her older opponent, of all the taunting, of the fingers in her snatch making her moan louder and louder and louder. She almost came then, she had to admit to herself. She almost lost. But it was that last image that fueled her – of Karen McDougal's cocky and arrogant grin, so smarmy Sam wished she could have smacked it hard off of her face – and helped her to keep resisting, keep going, keep biding her time until she could pick and choose her moment to fight back. And so she did, and now her she was cranking back on McDougal's arm.
She cranked back harder.
“You know, on second thought, a ride might not be a bad idea,” Sam said after McDougals screams died down. She kept hold of Karens arm as she moved off her back and pushed up to her own feet, then used Karen's arm to help pull her up as well. Then, she stood with her back to Karens front, Karen's arm over her shoulder, grabbed her other hand for more leverage, and turned to see the old bitch's manager – IRISH – watching with worry from the corner. She took a moment to blow him a kiss before yanking hard on Karen's arm, pulling her off her feet and slamming her to the mat with a Judo Toss.
Judo Toss: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNzsuPuR5x4
If Karen's screams were any indication, Barks was definitely on to something, so she kept hold of the arm, lifted Karen back up to her feet, and gave her a second Judo Toss that had the older woman screaming even louder. Knowing bad things typically came in three's, Sam took her time in pulling Karen back to her feet and setting up the third throw, letting the impending sense of dread seep into Karen's brain before slamming her down to the mat for a third time.
“Little bumpy, but fun nonetheless,” Sam said with a grin, turning to Karen who was nursing her arm and moaning in pain. Sam took a few moments as she wiped a few errant hairs out of her face to go through the catalog of moves in her head, debating what to do next to her older foe.
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Barks knew she needed to keep working Karens shoulder. The question now was exactly how she would and should do that. She could ram it against the turnbuckle until Karen passed out, but where was the fun in that? She could have gone back to sitting on her back and wrenching back on it, but was worried the crowd might turn against her after a repeat performance. But then there were many more painful lessons she could teach this old dog and her arrogant face and – Sam thought, glancing at Karens top – she could always kill two birds with one stone.
“Alright, hag, it's time for a stop over,” Sam said as she rolled over to Karen, grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her to her feet alongside her. Next, Sam positioned herself behind Karen, turned her sideways, slipped off the belt of her shorts, and wrapped it around Karens neck. As she yanked back on the belt, stretching Karen's head back and restricting her breath a bit, Sam slipped her head underneath Karen's bad arm and shoulder, slipped her far leg around Karens far leg, and locked in the Abdominal Stretch.
Abdominal Stretch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ey2U8tFbWgQ
“You know, after what you did to me, it feels like your a little bit overdressed now,” Sam said, as she casually wrenched back on Karen's neck, back and arm, the screams like carols in her ears, “So let's fix that, shall we?”
Sam's free hand fingerwalked itself down Karen's shoulder, over her festive covered top, and grabbed on to the bottom of it before yanking up, freeing Karen's bare, tanned breasts which the top had been struggling to contain in the first place.
“Do y'all wanna hear some christmas carols?” Sam screamed as her free hand put a light touch against Karens left breast and nipple, to a positive response from the crowd. Glad to reciprocate, Sam pinched Karens left nipple and twisted on it, hard, like a radio dial from AM to FM. Despite still being choked by the belt, Karen let out a bloodcurdling scream loud enough for even the first few rows of the audience to hear and started thrashing around in Samantha's hold.
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Outstanding work my friend!
I know that you have a lot of irons in the fire right now so I appreciate you finding the time to give Karen a little love. She may be down, but not out…. Yet!
It was said before but worth repeating, I love the addition of the youtube videos to help visualize the story as I read it. Others and myself are not up on all the names of the different moves so this goes a long way in helping us be immersed in the story.
Keep up the great work!
IRISH
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Thank you, good sir. Yeah, I'm trying for shorter daily updates, though still might not get em EVERY day - some days are just too busy. But I'm gonna do my best.
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Sam contained Karens furious movements for a few good seconds – even leaning back to put more pressure on her back and arm – before Karens flailing hand flashed past Sam's face and raked her across the eyes. Barks immediately let her prey go and stumbled back a few steps, both hands on her face to rub away the pain as Karen flopped down to the mat. In a short time, the younger bitch had done a number on her shoulder, which made her wince every moment she tried to rub some feeling back into it. But she couldn't let this bit of pain stop her now, with this chance to get back into the fight. With a grunt she pushed to her feet and looked around to see Barks in the ropes nearby and walked over. She slammed a fist into Barks gut, twisted a nipple, grabbed her by the wrist, and went to send her flying into the opposite but Barks put on the breaks and reversed it. The shell shock of the reversal kept Karen stunned as she flew into the ropes, bounced off of them, and ran back towards and also running Sam who lifted Karen up when she got close, moved a few quick steps forwards, and slammed her hard shoulder first into the mat with a Running Spinebuster.
Running Spinebuster: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FRQhxdOsAk
Sam stayed with Karen the whole way down as she almost drove her through the mat, taking a good and convenient seat between the older fighters legs.
“Oh, this is just really unfortunate for you, isn't it?” Sam said with a wicked grin as she looked over the stunned amazon who could only groan in response as she lay there stunned. Not wanting to waste any time now that the set up for her next move was quick, Sam worked quick as she finished her earlier job, tearing at Karens top and splitting it open down the middle. Next, she grabbed onto McDougals bottoms – now conveniently de-belted earlier – and pulled them down and off before tossing them into the corner to be collected after she won. And then she dove in face and tongue first between the older woman's legs.
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On her back and stunned, Karen could do nothing as she felt Barks's tongue slip between her lips, scurrying inside like a rat searching for cheese.
“Ohhhhhh, fuck,” she moaned, hating to admit how nice it felt inside her, especially as Barks lifted a hand up towards her left breast and started groping it, massaging it, kneading it like dough. Even despite the uncomfortableness of Barks's tongue jabbing into her skin, the younger brunette was doing a good job of revving up Karens engines. She clearly had experience. But Karen had much more. She knew this move – it's how she nearly finished Emmy Rossum once or twice in their match, a move Barks called the Snow Plow – and knew she couldn't let herself stay stuck in it for too long or else she'd be handing the young bitch a win. So she quickly wrapped her legs around Barks's head and started to squeeze. It wasn't much – even in Karens hurt condition – but she could see she'd surprised Barks fairly well. Unfortunately, she couldn't get much leverage on the hold with Barks arm in the way. And it also didn't help matters when Samantha got first her knees and then her feet under her and started to slowly lift Karen up into the air with her tongue still inside the older womans nether folds.
(Let me know if you guys feel these updates are too short.)
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Being choked out by Karen McDougal's legs was one of the last things Samantha Barks expected to happen while she was trying to eat her opponent out to victory, but here she was. Luckily she'd gotten her arm in the way or else she'd be in a heap more trouble, not that the position she was in wasn't extremely uncomfortable. But it wasn't a problem she couldn't solve, and she started by taking the hand groping Karens tits and moving it to Karens side to help lift her up off the mat as she got to her feet. A fair feat of strength for Sam for sure – and one that wasn't doing any favours to her knee – but no reward came without risk. And with Karen's pussy still in her face – and Sam still using this time to keep going at it with her tongue, getting a few moans alongside the shocked gasps as she lifted Karen up off tha mat – Same couldn't exactly see where she was going, though she did recall a turnbuckle not too far away. She shifted around to presumably face it, lunged towards it and at the same time quickly lowered Karen, slamming her back and shoulder first into the turnbuckles. The first impact caused Karen to release her legs from around Sam's neck, but the with second – after Sam got a better grip on her legs, lifted her back up, and threw Karen into them – Karen slumped to the bottom of the corner in a heap, moaning.
“News flash, you old hag,” Sam said, grabbing Karen by the hair and lifting her to a standing position against the turnbuckles, “I'm you, but better.”
At this, Sam's hand came clapping down against Karens breasts, sending them jiggling as Karen gasped in pain.
“Younger.”
Another slap, another set of jiggles, another gasp of pain from Karen.
“Nastier.”
Two more slaps this time, two more sets of jiggles and pained gasps.
“And, oh, don't forget just better over all.”
Sam went to slap Karens breasts again, paused, looked up at her grinning, and backhanded her in the face.
“So learn your place, give in, and we can have some fun.” As Sam said this, she also got real close, giving Karen a long lick against the cheek as her hands went to rub the pain out of her tits. “Didja get all that, bitch?”
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What do you guys wanna see in the next update? Barks continuing to dominate or Karen seizing control? :)
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karen regaining control and finishing Sam both ways
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I’m sure it will come as no surprise who I am rooting for!
That being said I am absolutely loving the back and forth Donny brook! Just when one Karen thinks she has the upper hand Samantha turns the tide. Just when she is gaining confidence Karen is back in the saddle.
Write the story the way you see fit knowing you are keeping us all entertained with your efforts!
IRISH
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Karens response was much quicker and swifter than Samantha Barks would have expected, as she slammed her forehead into barks's face with a Headbutt.
“No, talk louder, bitch,” Karen growled as she watched Barks stumble back a step. Instead of letting her continue, however, Karen grabbed Barks by the arm and whipped her chest first into the corner.
“That was for my tits, skank,” Karen screamed as she spun Barks around and started laying into her breasts. Slap after slap after slap sent Barks's younger mammaries a jiggling, claw after scratch after tug and pull and yank of both tit and tit flesh sent Sam into screaming fits. Karen continued this for a good minute or so before relenting and stepping back to view her handy work, watching with glee as Barks wrapped her arms around her now extremely red chest and resisted the urge to sob.
“And that was just for fun,” Karen whispered to her self before bolting towards the ropes. She bounced off of them, came back lifted her leg, booted Barks hard in the face, and continued running towards the other far set of ropes. These too she bounced off of, before again returning and booting Barks in the face yet again. With her opponent looking drunk in the corner, Karen took off yet again – this time for the far, opposite corner. She bounced off that too, return, and leaped into the air to splash her younger opponent into the corner only to have Samantha – in desperation – lift up both of her own feet which slammed into Karens breasts as she descended. Karen gasped in pain upon impact, stumbling away from the corner, wondering how in the hell Barks had the energy to still do something like that. As Karen doubled over and resisted the urge to fall to her knees, Sam did her best to ignore all the pain she felt in her body as she pulled herself up to the second rope, then the third, knowing she had to take advantage of this or else. She waited a moment, then leaped off the top rope, tucking her knees into her body as she did and landing knees first against Karens back and shoulders.
It was like a bad car crash in slow motion. Upon immediate impact, Karen screamed as she fell, and Samantha – feeling the pain in her knees – screamed too as she fell on top of Karen and in unison the two fell to the mat, with Barks landed knees first on Karens back. As much as she wanted to roll away, however, and nurse the pain in her knees, Sam instead grabbed both of Karens wrists in either hand and pulled up on them, getting a scream of pain from Karen as more pressure was put on her shoulder.
“I told you, granny,” Sam said, leaning her head down and taking a little nibble of Karens ear as she continued torturing her in the hold, “I'm. Better. Than. You.”
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“Gonna.... fuckin'.... get out,” moaned Karen as Sam continued to pull back on the hold, putting pressure on Karens already extremely sore shoulder, “Gonna... fuckin'.... kill you.”
“You know, it's so cute that you think that's gonna happen,” Sam said, keeping hold of Karens wrists as she transitioned from sitting on her knees on Karens back to standing with her feet and full weight on Karens back as she continued to pull up on Karens wrists and bend her into a horrifying L shape. And while Sam was able to keep this up for a few good long moments – Karen now screaming from the pressure on her shoulder as Sam looked down at her, smiling – Barks's knee was starting to act up a little too, little twinges of pain that she found deeply unsettling. But this was just a sign that she needed to end things quick, so she placed one foot against the back of Karens head, released her wrists, and let gravity do the rest of the work as she brutally Curb Stomped Karen's face into the mat.
Curb Stomp: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLAaHfogIlE
“Alright, you old bitch,” Sam said, leaning down and grabbing Karen by the hair, “It's curtains for you, now!”
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“Just what I was thinking,” Karen moaned, as she lashed out with a fist, her hail mary wild swing finding purchase against Sam's already aching knee. Karen almost instantly felt Barks release her hair as she stumbled away with a gasp, and Karen used the reprieve to use the ropes and pull herself up in the corner, her rage filled eyes trained solely on Barks knee. Taking a deep breath and knowing she needed to take advantage of this moment against her injured younger opponent – who was resting against the far ropes – Karen charged in. Unfortunately, Barks was watching her too and as soon as Karen started running, Barks prepared herself. When Karen got close, Barks beat her to the punch by lunging towards her, lifting her up into the air, and dropping her throat first onto the ropes with a Flapjack.
Top Rope Flapjack: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsDamj88GRA
Karen stumbled back holding her throat right into Sam's waiting arms, who simply lifted her up and dropped her on her shoulder with a Backdrop Suplex.
Backdrop Suplex: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3aKG5P7q1k
With Karen moaning in pain and holding her shoulder while down on the mat, it was fairly easy for Sam to grab an ankle and turn her over onto her belly, before grabbing both her legs, lifting them up, slipping in between them, and taking a seat as she locked in a Boston Crab.
Boston Crab: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og-whjHActE
“Oh, don't enjoy this too much,” Sam said, sitting deeeeeep into the hold and getting some good moans from her opponent, “We're just getting started.”
At that, she switched to a Single Leg Crab so she could free up one hand, which finger walked it's way down and through Karens open thighs before inserting two fingers into her warm and inviting snatch. It was a slow pump at first. Barks knew – even with how roughed up Karen was at the moment – it was going to take a lot to blow her cork. She'd put in a bit of work on her libido earlier, sure, but Karen was a pro – both in fighting terms and sexual terms, something Barks knew from experience with how well Karens tongue had worked her over earlier. But now, it was her turn, and Barks wasn't going to stop until she made this old bitch blow. She could already hear Karen start to moan low and soft, though knowing how experienced her older opponent was, that could be fake moans, so she increased her pace.
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“Oh, you like that, don't you, you old hag?” Barks taunted Karen as the older woman's moans starter to get a little louder and more wild, prompting Sam to pump her fingers a little faster, in and out, in and out, like tiny pistons. Karen had to admit Sam had some skill – first with the tongue earlier and now her fingers, the double digits pistoning inside her doing quite the number on her libido. But that was a problem, clearly, and one she had to get out of. Leaning her head up, she saw the ropes at the other side of the ring. With Sam's attention on her pussy distracting her, if Karen could get there, grab on, lift herself up a little, perhaps – PERHAPS – she could turn things around.
And so Karens long journey towards safety began. Her free leg pushed against the mat as she reached out with both arms, got a grip on the mat, and tried to pull herself towards the ropes. One inch, two inches, three – if she kept going, eventually maybe she'd-
“What the fuck do you think your doing?” Samantha asked, staring down at Karen's flailing arms and leg and then turning her attention to the ropes, “Oh, your trying to escape? Amusing. The only way that's happening is if I let you out.”
With a plop, Sam pulled her fingers out of Karens snatch, raising them to her mouth and sucking on the juices.
“Of course, we all like a change of scenery sometimes, don't we?” Samantha ask, standing up and letting go of Karens trapped leg, “One last little set change wouldn't hurt anyone. Oh, except for you. Because this is REALLY going to hurt.”
After giving Karens injured shoulder a few good stomps to remind her who was boss, Samantha dragged her older foe right into the center of the ring, kicked her over onto her back, and took a seat in between Karens legs. Then, using her feet and pushing them against Karens, she started to spread her legs wider and wider. Despite the twinges of pain in her knee, Sam kept going until they were both doing the splits with their pussies right up against each other.
“Ready for the big finish, bitch?” Barks said as she began to slowly grind up against Karens pussy, her sexual finisher now locked in, “Your gonna cum so hard, it'll be a Winter Wonderland in here.”
Oh, fuck, Karen thought to herself as Sam started grinding slowly up against her pussy, not this. Karen knew this move. This move was how Sam had eventually taken out Emmy Rossum. And as good as it felt – as nice as Sam's pussy smashed up against her own, each blow sending ripples of pleasure through her that she tried to keep at bay – Karen knew she couldn't last too much longer in this situation and had to take a risk. So she started grinding back, meeting Sam pussy to pussy whenever she could and reciprocating each slam with one of her own as she tried to knock Sam off her rhythm and distract her.
To Sam's credit, she didn't immediately get thrown off her rhythm, thinking it just a fluke that Karen had slammed her pussy up against hers or that it just meant she was close to cumming, hence the wicked smile on her face. But after the next few reciprocal grinds and bumps against her pussy from her older and not so defeated opponent, Sam's smile started to fade as she felt a few ripples of pleasuring going through herself. And it definitely didn't help that every time she felt a ripple go through her, she felt a twinge of pain going through her knee, so she picked up the speed of her grinds, only for Karen to match her speed for feed. With both ladies panting hard and a worried expression on Sam's face, Karen knew her plan was working.
But then Sam's face went into focus mode and she picked up speed again. So Karen went with her back-up plan and slammed a fist into Sam's hurt knee. The scream told her it worked, so she slammed a second and a third into Sam's knee before Sam stopped her grinding, reached forwards, grabbed Karen by the hair, and smacked her in the face with a Headbutt.
Headbutt: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bOpAIl9p82s
“I was fine just fucking your brains out for the win,” Sam growled, hands in Karens hair still, moving to her knees and pulling Karen with her, “But you had to be fucking stubborn. And go after my knee.”
Sam hit Karen with a second headbutt, and started pushing herself to her feet, dragging Karen with her.
“So you want the painful route? Fine,” Sam said, nailing Karen with another headbutt before getting to her feet and pulling Karen to hers, “But now this isn't gonna end till your a pile of fucking pieces on the mat, you fucking hasbeen cxnt.”
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Spinning around with Karen in her grip, Sam bounced her older foes head against the top turn buckle once, twice, thrice before turn Karen around, shoving her back first into the corner, and slamming a hard fist into her gut. Sam grinned as Karen leaned forwards, gasping as the air was driven out of her and Sam kept digging her knuckles into her stomach. But then Sam backhanded Karen in the face to send her back in the corner and took off at a run for the other side of the ring. Sam bounced off the other turnbuckle, came running at Karen, leaped at the last second and splashed her hard into the corner.
Corner Splash: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8_qJPSIBSNs
Karen groaned as the air was again taken out of her as Sam's body sandwiched her up against her but instead of backing away, Sam's arms wrapped around her back just under her shoulders and she ripped her out of the corner, turned, and drove her into the mat with a Belly-To-Belly Suplex.
Belly-To-Belly Suplex: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p9dirvggPiU
“Ready to get finished, hag?” Sam said, giving the side of Karens face a long lick as she grinded up against her prone and bare form, “It's time to end your career, bitch.”
Knowing she needed to complete one last step to finish her Perpetual Avalanche finishing maneuver combo move, Sam pushed to her feet, kicked Karen into a more favourable position, slipped outside to the apron, and moved to ascend the turnbuckle. Stepping up the first rung, she felt a wince of pain in her knee and paused for a second before continuing to climb. The wince she got as she climbed to the next wrung was sharper than the last one, and her pause a little longer too, but she was so close. She had to keep going. No matter how bad her knee was from Karen working it earlier, she had to keep going and beat this old bitch. The pain as she reached the top made her pause for almost a minute before she said fuck it and leaped off the top rope, looking to fly and land on top of Karen with a Frog Splash.
Frog Splash: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0D9dsUkMzWs&t=9s
Old hag, Karen thought to herself, groaning as she watch Samantha Barks slip out to the apron.
Washed-up, Karen reminisced with a groan, as she saw Sam out through the haze of pain climbing up the turnbuckle, barely noticing her wince from pain with each turnbuckle she ascended.
Has been, thought Karen bitterly, the anger starting to well up inside her as she watched Sam leap off the top rope, waited, and raised her knees just in time for Samantha to fall stomach first on top of them and bounce off, gasping in pain. With a surge of adrenaline, Karen roared to her feet, stalking her prey who she knew was ripe for finishing off.
“I'll show you who's a has been, bitch,” Karen muttered as she grabbed one of Samantha's legs as she still lay on the mat and slammed a trio of kicks into Barks's knee, each one eliciting a scream from the downed grapplers mouth. After a few kicks, Karen wrapped her legs around Sam's, and fall back, locking her younger foe in a leg lock, knowing she was weakening her foe by the continuous scream coming out of her mouth. She kept this up for a good minute but – not wanting to stick to one thing for too long, and wanting to keep hurting Samantha in new and interesting ways – she lifted the younger woman to her feet and dragged her closer to the middle of the ring.
“Ready for some Reindeer Games?” Karen asked loudly enough for the crowd to hear her, getting a cheer at the signal for one of her signature moves. Not waiting for an answer from Sam, however, Karen nailed her her with a swift kick to her left knee cap. Sam screamed as she went down to one knee, and screamed again when Karen took out her other knee with a similar kick, Sam almost instantly reaching down to rub at the pain in her knees. This just made it easier for Karen to reach forwards, grab her by the hair, leap into the air, and drive Sam's face into the mat, finishing her signature Reindeer Games combo off with a nasty Facebuster.
Facebuster: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1xX67GgaNvs