OK, here’s the aftermath of my OPW title fight against Marie. It was actually privately written for another board by JC, a real good friend and never posted. The board was FFF, involving the hot & lusty Joan whom I’d dethroned a few months before to become the FFF champion (which has also been reposted here at Free Catfights at:
http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,3930.0.html )
I merely modified and adapted it for this board to fit my OPW clash with Marie. Hope you enjoy though!
Hugs
Kayla
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AFTERMATH: OPW Title Fight: Marie vs Kayla
By JC (slightly modified by Kayla)
Some tears still flowed from my eyes as I slowly walked along the narrow passage way towards the locker-room, the noise of the crowd cheering for Marie, mercifully dimming as I walked further away. I had been so close to winning, but as much as I’d wanted to win I just couldn’t risk breaking Marie’s neck. It would at best have left her paralyzed for life, and at worst could’ve cost her her life. And no title, I suppose, was worth another one’s life!
Though some consolation, I still feel bitterly disappointed. Nothing seemed to be going my way lately – darn! I also felt anger at Marie who had sucked me in gradually buttered me up to get a little soft on her. She was indeed shrewd – the little cxnt! I’ll give her that!
My aching muscles! I saunter into my locker room, close the door and move to the nearest seat. Looking down at my bruised, yet shapely, tanned body, I tip my head back as I relish the cool seat against my battle wracked frame. Feeling dirty and sweaty, I feel in dire need of a warm shower and a good luxurious scrub.
I rest for a brief moment, listening to the faint gaiety in the hallway and the main hall outside, I feel relieved that I am secluded! I slowly lift and genuinely feel every ache, pain and muscle throughout my prismatic body.
Thinking to myself, "I REALLY need a nice HOT shower!" On comes the delightful sprinkling of water, soon followed by a mist of steam! I step beneath the cascading river of rejuvenating heat. "Mmmmmmm.... this is just what the doctor ordered!" Cleaning up, I feel much better, then I detect someone else in the locker-room. Muttering to myself, "What the hell.....?"
My instincts go to full alert! I sense someone very near to me, as I turn, all I am able to see if a flash of someone, shorter than me, closing fast.... then my head lights up with a solar flare of stars, only to see them, and everything else, fade to black!
Just as I feel as though I am awake once more, I can't see anything! My head is slightly whirling and I feel a twinge of pain along one side. I have no idea just how long I have been out!
I try to move, but find that I am all but paralyzed. I try to utter the thought: "What the Hell is going on!" But as I do, I discover that I cannot emit a sound!
Everything is Pitch Black and I feel as though the walls are VERY close!
Suddenly, I see light flashing through four lateral slits. I try to yell out, but can scarcely divulge even a whimper! I tilt my head only to espy the night time security making rounds. I strive to alert this dork, but am so completely restrained, that the guard extinguishes the lights as he departs.
I am LIVID!! Whoever did this to me, I am gonna literally beat to death!! I can feel tricklets of perspiration rolling down my face as well as my body.
Suddenly, I hear a noise. I jolt and jerk my body as best I can.... nothing doing!
Suddenly, there is a tiny flash of light as the locker room door is cracked a tiny bit. I hear a subtle giggle as the room goes dark once more. A second later the locker room lights flood to life!
I see someone step outside the locker, fiddling with a lock! Some fucking ASSHOLE has locked me in here!
The door swings open and there before me stands, Marie, the blonde little bitch – the OPW champion! Naked as the day she was born, yet stinking to High Heaven!
She stands there with a friggin' STUPID looking smile on her face! Looking triumphant like Napoleon, while he ruled most of Europe. I manage to look down slightly and see oodles and oodles of duct tape cocooning me inside the locker!
Marie snickers wickedly as she begins to lift the outer edges of the tape, starting with my ankles and slowly makes her way upward. As each length is detached from the edges of the locker, it is refastened around me, pressing it against my sides and back.
"We couldn't have you alert the security guard, now could we??? Eh???" Laughing as she gradually makes her way up my body.
Finally I am freed.... sort of! Marie grabs my hair, yanking me out of the locker! I tip then slump over her shoulder as I am carried over to the back side of the locker room. All I can make out is her shiny, white ass and the backs of her sleek, sultry legs.
Suddenly, I feel my own weight shift and am thrown down onto a padded table or bench, like an old worn out bolt of cloth!
As I glance around, it looks like a massage table, but has definitely been modified! I feel her unwrap my ankles, one at a time, only to shove them into a padded, leather restraint!
The fucking little blonde bimbo shifts up to my arms, which have been wrapped individually and then strapped to my sides. As one arm is unraveled, it is quickly bound once more into these padded cuffs attached to the four corners of the table.
Once all four limbs have been chained, this sadistic bitch stands to my right, laughing evilly and lightly running her palms over my sparsely exposed patches of skin. Marie edges closer to me, glides her right thigh over my belly and seats herself atop of my lower rib cage.
"Well, well, well! Ain't THIS a jim dandy set up?" Her hands converge on my chin and slowly begins to lift the tape. Once she has a nice strip unfastened, she grips it firmly and callously rips it from my mouth!
After shrieking from the heinous sting of having my lips nearly ripped off my face, I SCREAM out: "HELP!!!! SOMEONE GET THIS BLOODY DITZY BITCH OFFA ME!!!"
She looks casually down at me. "Go ahead. Scream your little head off. We are the only two left in the whole building. No one will hear your pleas for freedom. This is just between You.... and I." Stroking her right index finger along my cheek, down and around my jaw and up my other cheek. “A little pay-back time – I’m gonna make you my bitch as I was once yours – HA, HA, HA!”
Pressing her palms against my duct taped breasts, she slowly she lifts off me and walks out of my view. She returns a few seconds later with a knife that was probably designed exclusively for Ted Bundy, Charles Manson or Michael Myers!
I really begin to sweat as she lowers this lengthy and lethal a piece of shimmering steel close to my womanhood! Has Marie gone totally mad! Or maybe was she homicidal like this all the time, and nobody had noticed? I feel pressure against my womanhood, quickly followed by a very cold, smooth blade pressing softly into my sultry fur just above it.
I just know I am about to get hacked to pieces! I then hear the slicing sound as Marie slices the tape from betwixt my thighs all the way to the epicenter, just above my breasts.... where she freezes, retracts the blade and then places it flat against my febrile skin. “Got you scared, huh?”, she giggles.
The cool of the blade is almost welcome as my flesh is once more exposed to the cool air inside the locker room! She peels the tape away from the center of my chest, sifting as the sting of having it yanked mercilessly off my bright red skin!