** Fight starts here **
I didn’t know the order, and was taken aback when the first name to be announced was Amy. I tensed up in anticipation – I had never seen her wearing anything like as little as a bikini before, and I couldn’t wait to see how she compared to what I had imagined. As she stepped out from the back, I was not disappointed. The crowd went wild for Amy as she stepped out from the back and made her way towards the inflatable ring.
In that moment I was breath-taken by her beauty. Her dark brown, almost black hair hung loose around her shoulders. Her breasts were magnificent, big and firm without being out of proportion to her body, and very clearly visible as they were barely covered by her tiny white bikini top. I knew she was athletic, but her body was more toned than I thought, with great muscle definition, while still being completely feminine. Her lovely thin waist had just the hint of a six-pack. The small bikini-bottoms that she wore were cut low at the waist and high at the hips, a shape that really maximised her curves, her flat stomach and her peachy firm backside. For her entrance she wore heels, which added two or three inches to her 5’7” frame and accentuated her shapely calves and strong-looking thighs.
Lots of wolf-whistling and cheering accompanied her entrance, but she didn’t smile, or wave at the crowd, making straight for the ring and looking decidedly nervous. At this point I felt confident for her. She had a fantastic body, and looked very fit and strong. Against a random opponent I would probably pick Amy to prevail. That confidence lasted no longer than the time it took for her opponent to appear.
Nat was a physically imposing black woman of similar height to Amy. Although she was not fat, she was much thicker around the waist. She lacked the curves that Amy had, both hips and breasts, and she was very broad in the shoulders. Her arms and legs were big also, and overall she was best described as stocky, as she was muscular, but not overly so. She looked meaner, stronger, and hungry for the fight, which didn’t bode at all well with Amy looking so nervous.
The announcer called for volunteers to help the girls oil-up before the fight. It was Amy first, as I suppose it had to be, or there would be no takers for Nat. I had not expected this, and didn’t know whether I should volunteer or not. As yet were just friends, and I didn’t want to make things awkward between us by fondling her near-naked body before she was comfortable with it. I decided it was better me than a stranger (but mostly I just wanted to), and Amy apparently agreed, choosing me.
It did indeed feel a little awkward, and we didn’t make much eye contact as I rubbed the oil into her smooth, tanned skin, slowly working my way around her toned back, stomach and legs, amazed by the firmness of her fit body under my touch. I stayed away from her chest and ass, not wanting to push my luck. This was enough for now, and she surely felt my excitement as I brushed against her.
As the referee called for the match to start I looked Amy in the eyes and assured her that she could win, but as I went to take my seat I had serious reservations about that. A couple of congratulatory slaps on the back greeted me as I sat down, as well as a few comments about how I hadn’t made the most of my opportunity.
In the ring, shorn of their heels, Amy and Nat faced each other, oiled bodies glistening under the lights, the tanned athletic beauty was about to battle the strong, stocky beast.
Nat immediately offered a test of strength, holding her hands above her head. I was surprised to see Amy accept, as she surely couldn’t expect to prevail in a test of strength against this mean-looking brute. I suppose she was a little daunted, and didn’t know what else to do. In the event, she strained bravely against the stronger woman, but was no match for Nat’s power. Amy was driven to her knees, before Nat reversed her hold, bending Amy’s wrists upwards causing her to scramble very quickly back to her feet. As Nat increased the pressure, Amy hopped from one foot to the other, shifting her body position to try to decrease the pressure. She kicked at Nat’s legs, but without a solid base these efforts were weak.
Nat released Amy’s hands, and drove an underarm punch into her stomach before Amy had a chance to do anything. Sat close to the ring, I could hear Amy grunt as the air left her, even above the crowd, as she dropped to her knees. It was a powerful looking punch, and I seriously doubted that Amy had ever been hit like that before. She certainly seemed to feel it as she kneeled on the floor clutching her middle, making no move to get up. Nat took advantage, kicking Amy hard in the back. I had a great view as the young beauty arched her back, jutting her barely clad chest out in front of her as she reached with her hands for the small of her back. Nat then drove her heel down between Amy’s shoulders. It was a violent and powerful blow, eliciting a gasp from the crowd as Amy’s head snapped backwards as it was almost left behind by her body being smashed down into the oil.
Nat then seated herself on top of Amy’s thong-clad backside and proceeded to rain down punches on her sexy bronzed back. Under the weight of her assailant, Amy could do little. She attempted to block the blows by reaching her own hands up behind her, but that was next to useless. I winced as a couple of sickening blows drilled into the youngster’s kidneys. As that was the area Amy could best protect with her own hands, Nat then concentrated what must have been about a dozen punches higher up, attempting to pulverize Amy’s upper back and shoulders.
It seemed like Nat could sit there and pound away at her beautiful foe for as long as she liked, but she had other ideas. Amy barely moved as Nat stood up, managing nothing more than to roll onto her side as the menacing woman looked down on her, and evil smile playing across her lips. She punted Amy in the stomach, and the wet smack of her foot connecting with Amy’s beautiful oiled torso was very loud from where I sat. Amy then cried out as Nat stamped down hard on her ribs. Amy was unable to roll out of the way, and several more stomps and kicks followed to her stomach, ribs and back. At one point Nat smashed her foot down into Amy’s left breast, smashing it against her ribcage. With the young beauty wallowing on the slippery floor, the oil-soaked strips of white material that barely managed to conceal her impressive breasts had begun to go opaque, but amazingly they still held in place.
Tiring of kicking, Nat moved in to try to lock some kind of wrestling hold onto Amy. For a moment it was difficult as Amy attempted to wriggle free and Nat had a tough time getting a good grip on the brunette’s slick, oiled flesh, but before long she quite easily overpowered the smaller girl, locking her into a painful looking camel clutch. By this point I was seriously doubting that Amy’s opponent was quite the novice that she was supposed to be. She had battered Amy for the start, clearly knew how to punch and how to execute a camel-clutch. I wondered what else she could do.
It’s fair to say at this point that I was worried about the beating poor Amy was taking, but at the same time I was taking guilty pleasure in the spectacle. The match had taken barely any time at all up to this point, and I was worried that with Amy already looking beaten she would submit and end the show too soon. That was not to be the case quite yet, however, as Amy stubbornly refused to yield even as Nat pulled back hard, bending Amy’s lovely body back to 90 degrees and beyond. Unfortunately I did not get the frontal view of this manoeuvre, but those who did certainly seemed to be enjoying it, whooping and shouting and calling for Nat to snap the poor girl in half.
Upon release, Amy lay in the oil, massaging the small of her back, making no effort to get up. Nat watched her, grinning all the while. Some sections called for Amy to get up, to fight back; more people were calling out to her tormentor to inflict all manner of abuses on the prone beauty. Nat began shout at the sexy student to get back up, which, to her credit, she managed, rising unsteadily to her feet while still holding her back.
On her feet again, Amy looked better than ever with her dishevelled hair hanging messily around her pained and scared face. Her magnificent glistened with the mixture of oil and sweat and her nipples were now clearly visible through thin material that somehow still clung to her voluptuous breasts. She hesitated as Nat beckoned her to come forward and resume the fight. The back woman even put her hands on her hips and invited Amy to take a free shot. Amy hesitated further, before drawing back her right arm and punching Nat in the gut.
It was a good blow, even in her weakened state, probably as a result of her time spent kickboxing - I certainly wouldn’t have wanted to be on the receiving end of it. Nat barely flinched though. That turned out to be all the attack that Amy was permitted as the black woman drilled a massive uppercut punch to Amy’s solar-plexus, doubling the beauty over and almost lifting her off her feet before she dropped heavily back to the mat. Next on Nasty Nat’s agenda was a standing surfboard stretch, another wrestling move that a novice hadn’t ought to use, although against an opponent who had been beaten almost to the point that she could no longer fight back it’s possible that almost anybody could work out how to put her in this hold.
This time I had a great frontal view of the agonised beauty, her face screwed up in pain as the monstrous heel towered above her. Nat looked fierce as she yanked back on Amy’s arms, trying to pull them from their sockets, while keeping one foot planted squarely between the battered beauty’s shoulders. Amy’s beautiful tits, thrust out in front of her, strained against the thin white fabric, bouncing delightfully as the brute above her wrenched back and forth on arms, increasing and decreasing the pressure for maximum discomfort.
By this point I was thoroughly enjoying the beautiful destruction. Knowing that Amy would be fighting a novice tonight, I had thought that I would see her using her strength and athleticism to easily overpower a weaker girl. This total domination at the hands of a much meaner, much more powerful woman was quite unexpected, and much, much better.
Seeing the poor, beaten girl locked into the tortuous surfboard hold it was a disappointment, but no surprise, to see her mouth her submission. Everyone around me saw it too, many cheering, and a few booing, but the referee seemed to have neither seen nor heard. I don’t know if Nat was aware that Amy just submitted and didn’t want to give her the chance to do so again yet, or if it was just coincidence, but she chose that moment to release the hold, and in quite brutal fashion too. She lifted her thick, meaty leg up and away from Amy’s back, before smashing it back down with sickening force, stomping almost through Amy, powering her chest down into the mat, where her lovely tits were squashed into her chest as they slapped loudly down into the oil.
Dragging Amy by the hair, Nat roughly positioned the sexy, almost limp body of the lovely brunette over the low inflatable side of the ring, so that her back was arched over the side with her gorgeous firm breasts jutting up towards the ceiling. Her long, shapely legs hung inside the ring, with her feet touching the oiled mat, while her head and arms hung lifelessly to outside, her hands touching the cold hard floor, her head hanging just a few inches above it. Nat stood menacingly above Amy, on the inside of the ring and straddling Amy’s thighs. From there she smashed a huge right fist low into the left side of Amy’s lovely stomach, just above the string of her bikini-bottoms. Amy’s muscles were relaxed, and the fist sank deep. She groaned, soft and long, and managed to pull her upper body into a seated position to try to protect herself.
Nat pushed Amy back down, and shifted her own position, so that she was now straddling the inflatable ring-side. From there she kept her left leg (inside the ring) hooked around Amy’s left, preventing Amy from lifting her knees to protect herself. Her right arm pushed down under Amy’s chin, ensuring that gorgeous girl would remain stretched out over the side for the whole of the barrage to come.
I had the perfect, side on view, of Amy’s beautiful body stretched out over the side, like a slab of meat at the butchers’. The butcher herself was on Amy’s far side, relative to me, and so I had an unobstructed view as she began to fire her free left fist repeatedly into Amy’s abdomen. Even above the frenzied noise of the crowd I could hear Nat’s huge fist smacking into the sexy, tight stomach of my lovely friend, smashing her guts from solar-plexus down to panty line. I couldn’t see Amy’s face, or hear her groans, but it was clear that she must be suffering terribly under this brutal onslaught. Amy flailed with her hands, but couldn’t block any of her tormentor’s hammer blows, and at the same time she lifter her free right leg, pulling her sexy, sleek thigh as close to her stomach as she could, but was unable to lift it high enough to offer any protection. Eventually, wilting under the merciless onslaught, Amy stopped trying to protect herself altogether.
Nat stood up to admire her handiwork, looking down on the prone, still beauty. This was surely it for the first fall – I wasn’t even sure that Amy was conscious. Nat had other ideas, and with Amy still stretched out like a carcass, she shifted back to her original position standing over Amy’s thighs. From there she continued her barrage, only now she no longer seemed to need to worry about Amy defending herself. The sexy student twitched and shuddered, even shook her head, so it was clear she was still conscious and feeling the pain, but she made no move to protect her exposed body.
With a free reign, Nat curled punches mostly into Amy’s sides now, thundering her fists into the poor girl’s ribs. She also worked hard on the softer, fleshy areas just above Amy’s hips. I winced as these blows sunk deep into her lovely body, fearing now for Amy’s safety. As much as I had enjoyed seeing the beauty beaten and battered, this was enough. I certainly didn’t want to see her permanently injured. Besides, theoretically there was still the second fall to come.
Thankfully Nat did decide that this was time to finish. She dragged Amy into the centre of the oiled ring by her feet, and planted one foot on Amy’s stomach while flexing biceps and posing for the delirious crowd as the referee counted to 10. The brutal first fall was over.
