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Catfighting / Rochelle vs Jessie

« Last post by Karin Fights on Today at 06:36:45 PM »

Tale of the Tape

Jessie                             Rochelle
36 years old                    35 Years Old
five foot 9.                       5 foot seven
175 pounds                     145 Pounds
long blonde hair.              Short brunette hair
36C-25-37                        34D-25-37


Rochelle and her husband Bobbie were vacationing at a couple's resort in Western Pennsylvania called Twin Peaks.  They returned to their suite on Monday afternoon from a round of golf when they found the following flyer on their bed.

Twin Peaks Female Mud Wrestling Competition
Wednesday Afternoon 4 PM behind the Trellis Bar
Come see some of our sexiest female guests try their skills against other female guests in what has become one of Twin Peak's most popular weekly events. 

Ladies…want to be adored by the rest of our guests?  Sign us as a participant at the Trellis Bar before 12 noon on Wednesday.  Bring an opponent or we'll find one for you!  Remember to wear your sexiest bathing suit!





As soon as Rochelle saw the flyer, she knew they'd be attending.  Bobbie had a fetish about women fighting each other, and they'd watched many catfight videos during their time together.  "Oh this is right up your alley!  Need to put this on our Wednesday schedule." What she didn't expect was what came next.

"Oh this is fantastic!", Bobbie said.

"Yes, I assumed you'd want to attend.", Rochelle answered.

"Attend yes, and also watch my wife get down and dirty against another guest!  Oh I can not wait"

"Wait…you want me to fight?"

"Roch it's perfect!  Nobody knows us here, we're miles away from our home town, and you know we've talked about you throwing your hat into the female fight ring at some point!"

"I know you talked about it, but I'm not really sure I'm ready.  The only training I've done is watch women smacking each other around in your videos!"

"Look it's a typical Spring Break type event, that happens all over the place.  The ladies involved are not pros, just Moms and Wifes and Girl Friends.  I bet you'll be the sexiest one there!"

And so it started.  By the time they went off to the Trellis Bar for a pre-dinner Martini, Bobbie had convinced Rochelle that it was a great idea.  As they were sipping thir Grey Goose, Nickie the bar tender asked Rochelle if she was going to participate in the mud wrestling, and when she said she was thinking about it, Nickie pushed her over the top by saying, "You'll be great and definitely the sexiest one there!"  That said, Rochelle filled out the application form and the die was cast.

On Wednesday afternoon, Rochelle showered, did her hair and make up, and slipped into her sexy one piece black suit.  It had a sexy low cut top that nicely exposed her voluptuous rack with small spaghetti straps!  As she walked out of the bedroom of their suite, she did a twirl and asked Bobbie, "So how do I look?"

"Oh My God you are so sexy!" and she could already see that Rob had an erection building.

"You better wear something else Mister, unless you want every woman in this resort to follow your cock home big boy!"  They both laughed and hugged!

About 2:45. Rochelle put on a beach coverup and they left their suite.  At the Trellis Bar they were greeted by the Entertainment Coordinator Roy and after he consulted a list, he sent Rochelle to the right holding area, while Bobbie got a drink and found a seat in the stands.  The area that the fights were talking place in was about 10 by 10 with dark watery mud that looked to be about ankle deep.  There were two fights before Rochelle's event and Bobbie found them kind of boring.  The first one was two MILFs who'd known each other for years but really didn't have any interesting moves and hardly got dirty.   The second was a very miss-matched meeting of a skinny young girl with a stocky older woman.  The results were hardly different from the first fight!  Just before Rochelle's fight, Nickie (who was also acting as the ref and looked ever so sexy in a very tiny striped bikini) came and got him and brought him down to the side of the ring.

Then Roy stepped up center stage and started to announce. "Ladies and Gentleman…this next fight is our featured fight of the afternoon, and will feature two well matched and sexy guest participants!  Fighting out of the red corner fighter number one,  at 36 years old, standing five foot 9, weighing in at 175 pounds, with long blonde hair, a 36C-25-37 figure, wearing a deep V neck one piece halter top bright red suit….JESSIE!"

As Jessie came to the corner and was taking a bow, Nickie walked up with a mic and said, "So what do you want us to know about yourself Jessie?"

"Well, Donnie and I were high school sweet hearts, drifted apart after high school and have been back together for 15 years and just 2 weeks ago got engaged."

"Congratulations!  Please give the new couple a hand folks! (the crowd clapped and whistled).  So tell me about your involvement in women on women combat?"

"Well, Donnie and I have lived together for the past 9 years, and one of the things we love to watch is catfight videos.  There is nothing better to tee Donnie up for a night of fun in the bed room than the sight of a couple of well built women fighting it out! I've been fascinated for some time and interested in trying my hand at a real fight, but how do you find an opponent?  When we saw this flyer, I knew that this fight virgin was going to be a virgin no longer!  This was my chance to throw my hat in the ring and to give Donnie a thrill, and I full well expect to give my opponent this afternoon a good ass kicking!" Lots of applause and whistles as Nickie thanks Jessie and turns the proceedings back to Roy.   

"And fighting out of the black corner this afternoon, Jessie's opponent….. she's 35 years old, stands five foot 7, tips the scales at145 pounds, with short brunette hair, and a 34D-25-37 figure, dressed in a low cut black one piece with spaghetti straps showing lots of cleavage….ROCHELLE!!!

Again Nickie moved to Rochelle with the mic and asked her, "So what can you tell us about yourself Rochelle?"

"Well, I married my first husband right out of high school, had two kids almost immediately, but the marriage didn't work out.  I was a single working Mom for about 8 years till I met my husband Bobbie.  We've been together 6+ years and married 5 and he considers my kids to be his kids!  The kids are with my Mom this week and we are having an adult week and loving Twin Peaks!"

"What about your fight experience?"

"Well to be frank, I have none!  Bobbie downloads videos that we watch all the time and we've fantasied about me being a participant in a fight, but it's just never come to pass.  I knew he'd want to come to see these fights, but never thought he'd want me to be one of the fighters, but as I said we're having an adult week, so what the hell."

"Thanks Rochelle", Nickie said.  "well Roy, looks like it's going to be fight virgin vrs fight virgin.  I guess it's time to get the festivities under way and to quote Jessie, see which fighter gets a good ass kicking!!"

"Okay Ladies", Nickie said.  There a 10minute time limit and no falls.  Either the fighter or her significant other can call off the fight at any time. If either team calls the fight, their opponent is the victor, if the fight goes the full 10 minutes, the crowd will decide the winner.  Any questions?  Okay ladies, come out fighting on the bell and may the better woman win!"

As the bell sounded, the two fight virgins started to circle in the mud.  They kept intense eye contact going and after 30 seconds or so they started to approach each other with their hands out.  In typical girl fight style, they quickly grabbed handfuls of each other's hair.  Rochelle had an easier job grabbing Jessie's long blonde tresses, but besides that, with her height and weight advantage, Jessie seemed to be controlling the action, as the two busty danced around the mud ring.  That was, until Rochelle was able to get her feet between Jessie's, and tripped up the big blonde and the two of them fell into the mud. Jessie landed on her back and Rochelle landed lower and started to climb up the bigger blonde. Suddenly Jessie yelled out, "Get your fucking knee out of my pussy, cxnt!" This interesting turn of  events now had everybody's attention to say the least!   With an almost super hero show of strength, Jessie threw the smaller woman off her and Rochelle landed in the mud next to Jessie.

Both women were fast to their feet, but Rochelle was faster, and while Jessie was still on her knees, kneed the big blonde in the tits, laying her out in the mud.  Using a move she'd seen in one cafight video that Bobbie particularly loved, she wrapped her hands around Jessie's nose and mouth to cut off her air supply.  Jessie grabbed at Rochelle's hands , but was unable to break her grip.  Desperate for air at this point, with what strength she had left, she grabbed the smaller fighter by the low cut top of her black suit, pulled it down tearing the spaghetti straps and exposing her boobs.   Jessie then buried her beautifully manicured nails into the smaller opponent's pendulous D cup jugs! 

The fighters had the entire crowds undivided attention and Husband Bobbie and Finance Donnie were both building pants tents!  Rochelle screamed out in pain as Jessie dug her nails in, and attempted to return the favor, but Jessie's halter top held better than her spaghetti strap top. All she could do was to start delivering open hand slaps to Jessie's face, and eventually the big blonde let go of Rochelle's tits, threw her off, and the two women rolled away and got to their feet.

On her feet, Rochelle pulled the top of her suit up over her naked breasts, but without the help of the straps, both women knew it was a purely temporary fix.  Jessie started circling Rochelle as she moved closer to the smaller fighter.  Suddenly Rochelle swung her right arm at Jessie, which she grabbed and using Rochelle's momentum, she was able to throw her over her hip and back down into the mud!  In a flash Jessie was kneeing on Rochelle's back and pulling her up by the hair.  Making sure that the smaller, now topless again woman was facing the crowd, Jessie began shaking Rochelle back and forth, making her tits shake for the crowd!  The crowd loved this and it was more than Rochelle could take and she yelled out, "You win!  I give up!"

Nickie quickly moved to separate the two women as Bobbie came over with a coverup for his wife, and the two of them left the arena as Jessie enjoyed the applause of the crowd!

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Cyber Fight Section / Re: AI Catfight Bots are here and they are amazing!

« Last post by AmberPayne on Today at 03:40:41 PM »

So how do you actually program it to use wrestling moves? it just does basic setup and nothing.

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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Catfight At the Pool - Lizzie Vs Lori

« Last post by T aka Tony on Today at 02:39:37 PM »

Lizzie pulls Lori from her chair by her hair and throws her into the 4 foot deep section of the pool. Lizzie jumps in and gets Lori in a head lock and grabs her hair.  Everyone around the pool are cheering them on. Lori tries to grab at Lizzie's hair.  Lizzie takes Lori under water.  Lori's foot comes out of the water as she struggles.

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Cougar oil wrestling ! Oil Princess vs Carolann to verbal submission!!

« Last post by mudvixen on Today at 02:38:10 PM »

Sadly I missed the action here when it was going, but well done to Oil Princess in what seems to have been a great victory over Carolann...x

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MMA, Martial Arts,Kickboxing and NHB / Re: Spring Broken

« Last post by bcw8 on Today at 02:05:41 PM »

It was only partly about him, his body, his eyes, his cock.  It was more about status. It was about queenship.  They were barely twenty-one but they understood that getting ahead means stepping on others like they’re insects.

Their slender biceps bulged fist-sized as they threw their weight against the levers of their elbows.  Painted nails dug into the back of the other girl’s white-knuckled hand. Lips parted over clenched teeth.  The ironing board held, made of stern stuff.  Denise bent Lissa’s forearm to 11:00 but the blonde girl stiffened there and held.   In thirty seconds both were sweat-slick from the strain.  Their contorted faces gleamed; their tanned breasts glowed as rivulets formed and trickled along their swollen curves to soak into the fabric of the board. Lissa pulled back to even, her shoulder knotted. 

The room rocked.  No one had expected this.  This was insane.  Will stood at the end of the board with his arms crossed over his chest and his erection fully on display like a frozen maestro conducting an erotic symphony.  Lissa pushed Denise to 1:00, balanced on one braced leg, her other bent at the knee. The seconds ticked away.  Everyone watched in rapt fascination in a cacophony of shouting.  Of course the boys were spellbound, but every girl was just as caught up in the raw thrill of it, just as aroused. 

One bikinied girl moved to Will, a redhead beauty named Molly. “I love how you made them do this,” she purred in his ear. “But you should have picked me - I’d beat either one of them, for you.”   She pressed her breasts into his back and reached around him to wrap her fingers around his cock.  He accepted this as his due, like the young god he was, bringing her to his side and stripping off her top to spill her breasts free as her hand worked.  Her now-bared nipples were like cherries.  She squeezed a drop from him and brought her fingers to her mouth to taste it.   

“Maybe we’ll find out if that’s true,” Will answered, her now-slick fingers returning to his shaft.  His mind was at work, already imagining his next move, his manipulation of the competitive lust he so easily drew from the true cats.  He pulled back Molly’s head and thrust his tongue into her willing mouth to catch the tang of his pre-cum still on her tongue. “You know I want more,” he said.  “Much, much more.”   Her eyes glowed and she nodded. 

In front of them, pain built between Denise and Lissa, bunched biceps cramped. Their elbows, jammed hard into the board, felt on the verge of snapping.  The board itself stabbed into their diaphragms as they strained, making them breathe in ragged gasps.  Like they’re about to cum, Will thought, and reflexively he pulled back Molly’s head again, hard, not to kiss her but just to make her gasp in anticipation.  His eyes roamed across the room.  A dark-skinned ebony goddess stared back.  Her breasts swelled in her white bikini top.  She held his gaze and boldly slid her hand down her belly and under the sari knotted at her hip. 

Everyone had expected this to be quick but now a full minute had passed and the deadlock continued now back at 12:00, both girls trembling.  Lissa had more friends there and they shrieked her name but Denise had fans too and when she surged again with a scream of her own so that her tits did touch Lissa’s, nipples on nipples, they erupted.  She bent Lissa slowly, the blonde’s arm twisting under the torque, sinking to a forty-five degree angle.  Lissa gasped.  It hurt - it hurt so fucking much.  Her mouth was open in agony. Her breasts swelled and shrank and Denise’s nipples covered hers, dented them, pushed them into her.  Another inch, and another, and she couldn’t hold on.  Denise slammed her hand down against the board with a shriek of triumph.   

It could have ended there, but it didn’t. It changed.  And Will’s grin deepened.  It was as if they knew his dark desires.

Denise lifted Lissa’s hand and slammed it down again. She leaned back and pulled the blonde girl’s arm across the board and forced her hand down to hyperextend her elbow.  She twisted her wrist until she screamed.  Only then did Denise let go.  Her face was a mask of victorious contempt. “Loser bitch!” she shrieked as Lissa clutched at her elbow.  And only then did Denise register the redhead jerking off the very cock she thought she had just won.  Her face twisted into fury. 

“Make them fight for real,” Molly moaned.  She was a bitch after Will’s own heart. “You make them,” he answered, and he gripped her hair hard at the back of her skull and flung her forward into Lissa’s back.  The impact drove the edge of the board hard into Denise’s midsection.  She staggered back.  Lissa planted her hands against the board and rammed it into Denise again, a line that buckled her across the bottom of her ribcage. 

“Who the fuck are YOU?!” Lissa shrieked at Molly.  In answer , the redhead slapped her, a vicious whipcrack across her mouth. Denise threw the ironing board aside and flung herself forward into both of them.  Molly met her head-on and their tits collided with a savagely erotic clap as they buried their hands in each other’s hair, wrenching hard.  They catapulted into the mass of bodies that circled them but the crowd immediately shoved them back into the center, both of them falling to their knees, still locked together.  Snarling, Lissa lunged in and jerked back Denise’s head as Molly raked her claws down Denise’s breasts, scratching deep. 

The black girl materialized at Will’s side, taking Molly’s place.  Her name was Keisha. Will pulled her in front of him, flattened his palm on her taut tummy and pushed his fingers beneath her sari and under into her bikini bottoms as Denise dragged Lissa’s head down, twisting her neck cruelly, then began to punch her in her face.  Will’s fingers squeezed Keisha’s clit as Lissa’s nose spurted blood across Denise’s belly.

“What would you have done?” he growled into the ebony seashell of her ear.  “Gone for her nipples,” she moaned, then yelped as his fingers dug deep into her pussy.  She bucked in Will’s grip, climaxing hard as Denise’s knuckles crunched again into Lissa’s nose while Molly dragged back Denise’s head.  Will pulled his dripping fingers from her clenched pussy.   “Do it!” He growled and shoved her, sprawling, into the three kneeling girls.

It was madness.  Not a soul in the room moved to stop them. Heat and hormones and alcohol and the sheer force of Will’s dominance had turned them all into bloodthirsty Colosseum spectators.  They roared as Molly crashed into Denise and bore her to the floor and bit her, bit her tits like an animal as Denise screamed and beat at her head.  They stomped the floor as Keisha grabbed Lissa’s wrists and headbutted her in her already bloodied face. 

Spring break is where inhibitions are discarded like empty solo cups, where people desperately preen for attention, where civilization is forgotten, where lust boils over into something more.

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Sinthia vs Kathi - In front of everyone

« Last post by Higgins75 on Today at 12:47:12 PM »

I'm looking forward to your battle. It'll be exciting to see who comes out on top in the end.

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Sinthia vs Kathi - In front of everyone

« Last post by Kathi on Today at 12:21:30 PM »

Finally, a woman who’s ready to fight.
She believes others have earned their victory in the poll fights through outstanding fighting performances.
That’s not right.
But now we’re going to make a real decision based on facts.


I walk into the gym and everyone is gathered to watch this fight.
The people are already really excited about the upcoming fight, chatting and debating who'll win.
I’m standing at the edge of the prepared mats in short gray gym shorts and a white shirt.
While I’m still waiting for Sinthia to show up,
I’m casually chatting with other members of the gym.

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Poll Challenges! / Re: I want a fistfight

« Last post by White Rabbit on Today at 11:40:00 AM »

What kind of battle will it be?

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Celebrity Fights- Stories / Re: Janet Montgomery vs Rose Leslie

« Last post by Interac on Today at 11:32:49 AM »

Rose got up only to be lifted up and slammed on the hood by Janet who then drilled Rose with a elbow straight down below the belly button.  Janet grabbed at Rose’s pants and unbuttoned them then pulled the zipper wide and pulled down the pants.

Janet slammed her elbow down again and people stepped forward but Janet who had the pants completely off was whipping the pants around stopping them “Fuck off just fuck off.”

Rose was off the hood and Janet got behind Rose threw the pants and got the crotch around Roses neck.  Janet swung around and around then let the pants go and Rose’s front slammed into one of the car doors as she was lifted up in the air from the swinging.

Janet pointed at the head of the agency “NO!  My feuds have to start fucking ending and Rose is the continuation of that she never could do all the things I’m capable of.”

Janet grabbed Rose by the hair and moved her, so Rose was in a sitting position and threw Rose’s head back into the door.  Janet did it again then lifted Rose up and took the shirt off but stopped at the head and neck.  Janet twisted the shirt and began to choke Rose Leslie then turned and lifted Rose up off the ground.

Rose had been here before.  Her body was wracked with pain, and her pussy was still on fire.  This feeling of being carried on ones back was familiar it was what Jena Malone had done.  It wasn’t far Rose was being carried too so she had to prepare for the flip.

Janet thought the fight was over as Rose wasn’t fighting this at all.  Everyone was begging her not to do it but the feud with Rose was he weirdest as they legitimately had to be stopped from going to far.  No one was stopping her and Aubrey even though they came closer to ending each other permanently.  Her arms and stomach on fire it was time to finish this fight and the rivalry with Rose Leslie once and for all.

Janet took some deep breaths and was in front of the hood of the car.  Readying herself she flipped Rose Leslie by the hair and onto the hood of the car.  Rose Leslie was ready, and her knees took the impact.  Janet stood up hoping to do more to Rose only for Rose to jump at her putting her down on the concrete.

Rose hit Janet’s head into the concrete twice then stopped the people were coming in “You didn’t stop her don’t fucking stop me” 

Rose crawled back and stood up with Janet’s legs up she reached and unbuttoned then unzipped them.  Janet was starting to wake and brought her legs forward then pushed sending Rose into the bumper of the car.  Janet’s pants nearly came off with that move, and she got them completely off

They were both up on their feet now Rose in her bra and panties and Janet in her panties with the shirt stretched but still on.  They ran at each collided and Rose was put on her back as her spine was damaged and couldn’t take the pressure, but she went back to the reservoir and grabbed Janet’s shirt and twisted her hips sending Janet into the car

Rose slapped Janet’s ass and laughed but that was a quick two seconds before rose grabbed Janet by the back of the shirt and pulled her away from the car.  Rose got in front of Janet doubling her over and was taking the shirt off but that wasn’t enough.  Rose was trying to push Janet’s face to the ground with shirt trapping the arms and head.

Janet got into a catcher’s squat with her legs then pulled her body out from the shirt.  Janet ended up ass on the hood of the car and Rose stumbled back but got her footing now both women were in their bra and panties and pushed forward to continue

Rose hit first a right hand that cracked across Janet’s cheek then Janet hit a retaliatory right followed by a left hook

Janet went to press an advantage, but Rose only leaned back after the two hard punches.  Rose hit a jab then a jab to the body and then a right upper cut which snapped Janet’s head back.

Rose pushed forward an went for more of an overhand left thrown like a fast ball, but Janet leaned back the punch missed and Janet then threw the uppercut.  It nearly put Rose down and she began to stumble and was getting hit with rights to the cheek from Janet who smelled knockout

Rose ducked under a punch and the two women got tied up and were going around in a circle when Rose slammed Janet’s back into the car.  Rose was still hurting but wanted to get loose to land some punches but as she loosened Janet turned her around and slammed her into the car door

They started to go around the car and did it twice before they got back to the driver side and were trading punches to the ribs.  Janet then hit a knee to the inside of Rose’s knee and before rose could respond Janet came up with the other knee right between Rose’s legs.

Janet slammed Rose between the two doors and slammed another knee between Rose’s legs.  Janet felt all the fight leave Rose, but it wasn’t enough, and she grabbed Rose’s wrists and put them into the open windows of the front and back door.  Janet pressed tight against Rose and bound her wrists with the seat belt then stepped back

Rose Leslie body just wanted to go down.  She was tired and most of her hate was aimed at Aubrey Plaza.  Janet had beaten her up good so just to fall and turtle then maybe get a break and continue fighting.  Yet Rose found herself hanging and realized her wrists were bound and she was trapped.

“No”

“Oh yes.  Oh yes indeed” Janet said then looked at everyone “You know our issues don’t you fucking do a god damn thing here.  This is where I break her”

Janet slapped the defenceless Rose then came back with the back hand “Next time you and Aubrey fight I hope you win but right now I want you to know.”

Janet hit slaps with the other hand forehand than backhand

Janet pushed Rose back against the car by the hair and looked down at her “More than wanting you to know I want you to admit you NEVER BEAT ME”

Janet had her face over Roses and screamed again “SO SAY IT” Spit came from her mouth and down on Rose’s nose.

“Do your worst to me”

Janet’s other hand went down Roses pants, and no one could see what was being done but they saw Janet’s arm turn.  Janet watched Rose’s eyes close and the tears form, blood was coming from Rose’s lower lip as she bit down trying to not give Janet the scream, she so desired.

Janet found a way to make more pressure and Rose let out a scream.  Janet let go and stepped back to show people that Rose couldn’t drop.  “Say it bitch and I end the fight”

“This is what Camilla did to you just leave her alone”

“YOU BRING UP CAMILLA.  THAT ASCOT EGOTISTICAL BITCH”

Janet pulled back on Rose’s hair “TELL THEM.  TELL THEM YOU NEVER BEAT ME”

“I did and you won’t.”

There was a look on Janet’s face that scared all the people watching.  Janet let Roses’ hair go set her feet and hit stomach punch after stomach punch and after 20 she stopped.  “This is over you know it.  I’ve always been better than you but there was no fucking winner in the first fight.  I knocked myself out now just FUCKING SAY THAT!”

“Please Janet you won this fight.”  Rose said crying now

“NO, you all stay the fuck back.”  Janet’s hand was on the back of Rose’s head she closed it and yanked back “Rose you God damn bitch.  I know I won this fight but I’m not stopping especially now. You bitches need to learn a fucking lesson, and it starts with you admitting YOU”VE NEVER BEATEN ME”

Janet shoved her thumb up Roses nostril and started to dig her nail in the sensitive area.  “Aubrey, Erin, that nobody, you … This shit ends if a woman wants to come at me then they will know there’s a fucking price to pay now admit it. SAY THE WORDS”

“Janet, you beat her what more do you want?”  Janet let go and stood back looked at Rose Leslie whose body was out of it. Rose was hanging by her trapped arms looking at the ground.  This should have been enough

“I’ve said what I want.  I have made it clear what it is I want and none of you people stopped Camilla from doing what she did to me.  She had no reason to go that far, and no one stopped her… I have a fucking reason.  When it comes to Rose, I have a god damn fucking reason.”

Janet turned into a upper cut that slammed Rose back “Don’t I…. DON’T I HAVE A FUCKING REASON FOR THIS.  “

Janet began ripping at Rose’s tits.  Janets screams of anger were louder than roses of anguish.

A large shriek took over, and it was “STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP” Rose finally got heard and Janet stepped back

“Whatever needs to be said I’ll say it.   Just stop please Janet just stop.”

Janet looked down at Rose then yanked Roses head, so the red head was looking up.  “So, say it Rose.”  Janet glanced around “Our agents and friends my friends and your friends are videoing this… Say…”  Harder yank “It”

“I never beat you.”

“HAVE YOU EVER BEATEN ME”

Rose didn’t say anything

“FINE I GUESS YOU”

“NO, I’VE NEVER BEATEN YOU… NO I DIDN’T WIN OUR FIRST FIGHT”

Janet stopped everything and stood in front of Rose smiling.  This joy was euphoric her body seemed to start glowing to those around.  A true aura of greatness.  Janet stopped doing violent things to Rose and simply cupped her chin and lifted it so Rose was looking up at her.  “Say it all.”

“You speared me… You broke me but I was given the win not because I knocked you because you knocked yourself out.  I never beat you straight up fair and square.  What more do you want you won ok.  Just tell me what more can you want?”

Rose hung there waiting for more and was let down.  She saw Janet driving and Janet stopped “We’re done ok.”

Rose knew Janet could have done more and looked up “We’re done.”

“Good luck with Aubrey.”  Janet walked away “I hope she breaks Aubrey like I broke her.”

(Upcoming:  Erin Richards vs Emily Bett Rickards; Team Emma vs Team Miley; Angelica Celaya vs Serinda Swan; Jillian Murray vs Lacey Chabert)

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Message Board Fights / Re: Sinthia wrestles Erin Lee in Erins apartment

« Last post by Sinthia B on Today at 11:26:33 AM »

With Kate entering the room and trying to shoo my to the door, I turn back to Erin who is just trying to lift herself up off of the carpet. I mount her back and grab her by her chin and her face. I pull back, really stretching her out, prolonging Erin's agony for another joyous moment. I turn to Kate and say. "You want her, Kate? She's all yours. You can have what's left. I think I've proven my point." I then let Erin drop to the carpet as I rise up off her in splendid victory. I grab my bag,  turn and smirk at them both as I leave the apartment.