Will I ever have a normal life?
Hi dear readers, if you have been following my turbulent life story over the past few weeks you will know that a fight between Gemma and Toni seems inevitable.
On the other hand if you haven’t read;
1. ‘Set up or what?’ Parts 1&2, part 3 and parts 4&5.
2. ‘Well I do need the money’
3. ‘After the bout was over’
4. ‘Am I being stalked?’
5. ‘Sweet and innocent? Yeah right. Part one and part two.
I can tell you that I have been set up, stitched up, beaten up, stalked and finally set up again.
This has all been achieved by a ‘Rock Chick’, who I now know as Gemma, who just happens to be the daughter of my bosses boss.
I work for ‘The Firm’. Can’t say much about that or I really would have to….well you know the rest. My main task, now that I am a mature operative, is to train new operators to work in the ‘field’. For some reason I always seem to get the female students, and for some reason they are all really hot.
There is a rumour about me at ‘The Firm’ which seems to suggest I like the ladies.
Fair enough, I do. In fact I do admit that where the ladies are concerned I am a first rate bastard, and, whilst I have bedded my fair share of my ‘students’, this has never been an issue that interferes with my work, until now. In fact it seems to bring me closer to the lady concerned in more ways than one.
My followers will also know that my cock has been known to rule my head.
Well that has now changed and I am in line to lose my job all because of that fukin bitch Gemma.
My partner , and student, on the last job I did, which finished two days ago, was Toni. In fact she is still working with me. Unsurprisingly, probably due to my youthful good looks, magnetic charm, and huge cock, she has a crush on me. This I can cope with. Our assignment was to protect an American singer, Joni, who was over here to do a gig. She had been threatened, it was taken seriously, we were sent to sort it which we did successfully.
Unfortunately Joni turned out to be Gemma’s half sister. Gemma and Toni had a falling out over me (ain’t that hot hehe), and it came to blows. In short Gemma threatened to blow the whole thing to her father, my big boss, unless Toni fought her and I shared her bed. So here we are at today folks.
At the end of another days training Toni drops me outside the gym I use, as we pull up a figure moves from the doorway towards us, we are both instantly on our guard. It’s raining and the figure is unrecognisable in a hooded coat, but it is obviously coming towards us. I’m out of the car quickly and hear Toni getting ready to back me up, at the last moment the hood is pulled back to reveal the smirking face of Gemma.
“You look nervous Duke” she teases
“What the fuk do you want “ I snap
“Come to collect on a promise” she replies, “That bitch” pointing at Toni “Tomorrow 7pm in the ring in there she nods at the gym.
Before I can reply Toni is round the car in Gemma’s face “Any time bitch, just be ready to get hurt” she hisses.
Gemma extends one finger in Toni’s face, turns and walks off.
I can’t help thinking that I get mixed up with such a lovely class of ladies.
My appetite for the gym has gone I get in the car and Toni drives to my house. “You coming in?” I query.
A smile was my reply. I unlocked the front door, picked up the usual crap mail and turned to lock the door.
Toni was looking sooo hot, she pushed me hard against the door and her lips were on mine before I could think, she wrestled off my jacket and shirt and I responded to her, we made our way to the bedroom leaving our discarded clothes along the way.
That’s all you need to know, well almost. It was far better than a workout at the gym, and yes you are right it wasn’t the first time this had happened. It happened in the car on the way home from the Joni job, and again in my house that night, and last night. Toni was a sex maniac, nothing slowed her down and she was good, very, very good.
Afterwards I tried to discuss the fight she was going to have to take against Gemma, she wouldn’t discuss it. I tried to warn her how dangerous this little bitch was, she just smiled and tapped the side of her nose. I really was not looking forward to tomorrow.
7pm the next day came all to quickly. Well before the appointed time I had arrived with Toni, she was changed and we were awaiting her opponent. Previous experience with the bitch had made me wary. I had checked the ring room carefully in case of any set-ups.
Gemma walked in full of confidence, I locked the door behind her, well you can’t be too careful. Saying nothing she went to the chairs, threw down her bag, kicked off her trainers and peeled off a loose top and jeans to reveal a red string bikini. Knowing only too well that I was looking she stretched her perfectly toned body in front of me, still saying nothing, not even a smile. Her breasts were bigger than Toni’s by quite a margin, she would be about 20lbs lighter and 5” shorter I reckoned, she also had one extremely hot ass.
When I finally found my voice, and had discreetly adjusted my manhood, I called for Toni to come out from the dressing room. Looking at Gemma in full stretch, then at my bulging crutch she stormed past me. Can I help it if I get over excited?
What she lacked for in tits she made up for in legs, long, tanned and toned. Hardly clad in a blue bikini top and matching G string she then started her stretches. Oh shit this was too much for one man, two of them going for it in front of me. My cock was working overtime, and the fight hadn’t started yet.
I eventually got them in the ring and gave them a few instructions, I’m sure they didn’t listen. It would be no time limit, one score to win, and I would disqualify either of them if they didn’t break when I said, or follow the basic rules.
If looks could kill these two would keel over any minute.
I was about to get the fight started when Gemma raced across the ring and, using her shoulder, speared Toni in the midsection with something like the force of an exocet missile. Toni slammed back into the corner post and the whoosh of air she emitted made me gasp.
Gemma grabbed the middle ropes and slammed her shoulder into Toni again, and again, and a fourth time until I forced her off. She stepped back and Toni fell to her knees. With a minimal effort Gemma swung her leg striking her foot against Toni’s jaw, a sort of cracking, slap echoed round the room ended by Toni’s yell of “AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH” as she crashed face down onto the canvas.
Gemma waited bouncing on her toes, total focus. I could see Toni was already in trouble, she was slowly pushing up on her hands in the corner, shaking her head to re-focus. As she looked up I saw a steely defiance in her eyes, this was far from over.
Gemma sprang forward and aimed that lethal right foot at Toni’s head again, but Toni was ready and caught the ankle, a quick twist and a forward movement from Toni and Gemma was over backwards. The taller girl hung on to the ankle and twisted Gemma over on to her front then put a single leg boston hold pulling high on Gemma’s leg whilst pushing down hard on her back. With one foot Toni then pinned her opponent’s other foot to the floor whilst lifting the ankle in her hand higher to put Gemma in a sort of splits whilst still in the boston.
“ARRRRGGGGGHHHHH U FUCKING cxnt LEME GO” screamed gemma as she pounded her fists on the canvas.
“You wanna give up you little whore” growled Toni
“NO WAY BITCH” Gemma retorted as she bucked and twisted finally releasing her pinned foot which she then slammed unceremoniously into Toni’s crutch.
(OOOOWWWW I’m quite enjoying this, does that make me more of a bastard? I was thinking)
“EEEEOOOOWWWWW, FUCK, SHIT AAARRGGGHH” was as coherent Toni could be as she released the boston and dropped to her knees rubbing her pussy. (I would have offered help but this was probably not a good time).
Gemma was taking her time to get up, stretching her injured back. Toni, eyes watering a touch was in a similar predicament. I considered counting them both out on a ten count, but hey fuk I was enjoying it.
They both regained their feet about the same time and locked up in the centre of the ring, Toni leaning down into Gemma and using her weight to push the smaller girl back. Gemma had other ideas and slightly twisting brought a knee up into Toni’s abs, hard and deep. This caused Toni to release the hold and quick as a flash Gemma hooked up her arm and tossed her to the floor, holding on to the arm and then applying an arm bar, using her knee in Toni’s shoulder to put on more pressure.
Toni tried to twist, to rise, to slap but Gemma held on. In desperation Toni reached over and raked Gemma eyes. “Shit you bitch” emitted in a low hiss from the aggrieved lips. Releasing the arm bar and standing to stagger back to the ropes unable to focus.
Toni took full advantage, she was up and took Gemma in a crutch hold, then SLAM onto her knee, pulled her up again crutch hold SLAM and Gemma’s back cracked onto that knee again. This time Toni held her there and started pounding those unprotected abs with her elbow. Hard deep hits, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 times.
Gemma was groaning, winded and in trouble. Toni pulled her up swung her into the ropes and lashed a viscous clothesline across the smaller girls chest. Gemma went down hard her small body bouncing as she hit the canvas. (The size of those tits, they should absorb a blow like that I thought).
I saw something in Toni’s face I hadn’t seen before, she looked possessed.
She grabbed her prone opponent by the hair, pulled her up, punch to the abs, slammed her head between those wonderous thighs lifted her up and slammed Gemma’s head in to the canvas in a lethal pile driver. (The thought of my head being in there was definitely affecting my loins).
Before I realised what she was doing she repeated the move and Gemma was out cold. Toni wasn’t finished she dropped on Gemma’s chest and started punching, head chest and head again.
I grabbed Toni and tried to pull her off, she wasn’t budging, she was like a demented animal. I started to slap her, and finally punched her to get her to stop this mauling.
I bent over Gemma, she had blood coming from her nose, a bruise forming on her left eye and a cut lip.
I stood and started to turn saying “Shit Toni what’s the matter with…”
That was a s far as I got as a left hook connected with my jaw sending fireworks bursting through my head.
I didn’t go down though, I tried to cover up and protect, but Toni sent a right, left, right combination to my body and as I crumpled forward another scything left hook hit my temple. I blacked out before I hit the deck.
When I came round Gemma was stirring too. We were both in the ring and Toni was gone. A message was pinned to Gemma’s bikini top “You got what you deserved, not you can have him too, I always give my cast off’s to a charity case”.
I went over to Gemma, she was certainly battered and bruised, I helped her up and took her through to the changing area where I bathed her damaged face, I held her there, she looked so vulnerable as she propped herself against me. What was Toni’s problem, why had she flipped like that?
What did I do next?
I took Gemma and helped her dress. “I’ll get a taxi, where do you want to go?” I asked Shee looked at me with sorrowful eyes and I melted.
