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Secretary Sins - Lindas adventures as a foxy boxer 4

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Secretary Sins - Lindas adventures as a foxy boxer 4
« on: May 07, 2023, 10:20:04 AM »
Linda 4
Linda stood in front of the bathroom mirror, her skin still damp from the shower, as she applied lotion to her body. She paid extra attention to her large breasts, her fingers massaging the smooth skin around her dark areolas. The events of the previous night with Maria were still fresh in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt mixed with pleasure. As she finished getting dressed, she checked her phone and noticed the message from Maria's WhatsApp account. "If you want to ever have fun with her puppies again, you have to save her." Linda was puzzled and confused by the message. She didn't understand what it meant or who Maria was referring to. She quickly replied, "What do you mean? Who do I have to save?"
Linda waited anxiously for a response, but none came. She finished getting ready and headed out the door, trying to push the strange message out of her mind. However, it lingered in the back of her thoughts throughout the day, distracting her from her work.
Linda feels a jolt of shock and fear as she receives a second message from Maria's WhatsApp account. She opens the message to see a picture that makes her heart race. It's an image of her girlfriend and colleague, tied up with ropes to the boxing ring's corner post. Her girlfriend is spread-eagled, completely naked, and her body is glistening with sweat. The ropes are tightly wrapped around her wrists and ankles, and she is unable to move. Linda's mind races with fear and anger as she realizes that her girlfriend has been kidnapped.
In the next picture, Liz is seen smirking while holding a piece of paper with a message written on it. Linda can barely make out the words "Winner takes all" before the message disappears. She feels a chill run down her spine as she realizes the gravity of the situation. Maria's life, and possibly her own, are on the line.
Linda quickly finishes getting dressed and grabs her car keys. She knows she has to act fast to save Maria. The address Liz sent is not far, so she quickly gets in her car and heads there.
As she drives, Linda can feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins. She's not sure what she's going to find when she arrives, but she knows she has to be ready for anything. She's fought before, but never for someone else's life.
When she reaches the address, Linda sees a large warehouse with a sign that reads "Fight Club". She knows this must be the place. She parks her car nearby and takes a deep breath before getting out.
As she approaches the door, Linda can hear the sounds of fighting coming from inside. She takes a moment to compose herself before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
As Linda Luscious steps into the dimly lit room, the sounds of cheers and jeers overwhelm her. She sees the ring in the center, surrounded by a crowd of mostly men, with a few women mixed in. The two women working over Maria catch sight of Linda and smirk, continuing to pummel Maria's already bruised body.
Linda's heart races as she sees the state of her girlfriend, tied up naked and defenseless in the ring. She takes a deep breath and steps forward, pushing through the crowd towards the ring. As she gets closer, she sees the two women are both top heavy, their massive breasts bouncing as they punch and slap Maria.
The men in the crowd are cheering them on, encouraging them to keep going. Linda feels anger boiling inside her as she steps onto the ring apron, pulling herself up to the ropes. She glares at the two women, who are now smirking even wider.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Linda yells at them, her voice shaking with anger.
Linda's heart sinks as she takes in the scene before her. Maria, her beloved girlfriend, is barely conscious in the background, tied up and naked, while two top-heavy women are standing in front of her, surrounded by cheering men and women. As the women turn towards Linda, she recognizes one of them as Liz, the spectator from her fight against Trisha.
Linda feels anger and fear rising in her, but she tries to keep her cool as she approaches the ring.
Linda looks at Liz and the other woman, both with a confident look on their faces. She takes a deep breath and asks, "What do you want me to do?"
Liz steps forward, "We want you to fight. And not just any fight, a two-on-one tag team match. And you have to do it naked."
Linda's eyes widen in shock, "What? That's insane!"
Carol, the other woman, speaks up, "It's the only way you can save your girlfriend. You win, and she goes free. You lose, and she stays with us."
Linda clenches her fists, "Fine. But if I'm going to fight, I'm going to need some gloves."
As Linda agrees to the terms of the fight, two men enter the ring. One of them approaches her and begins to help her out of her clothes, revealing her voluptuous body to the cheering crowd. The other man turns to Liz and Carol and begins to remove their sports bras, revealing their even larger breasts.
The crowd roars with excitement as the two teams of fighters stand across from each other in the ring. Liz and Carol crack their knuckles and grin at Linda, while Maria watches from the sidelines, still tied up and barely conscious.
"Ready to get your ass kicked, Linda?" Liz taunts, bouncing on her feet.
Linda takes a deep breath and squares her shoulders. "I'm ready for whatever you two have to throw at me," she says, a steely determination in her voice.
The audience roared with excitement as Linda was handed her gloves, small and hard, barely covering her knuckles. Liz and Carol were also receiving their gloves, their large breasts bouncing with every movement.
Liz stepped forward, staring Linda down. "So, you're the one who thinks she can take us both on, huh?" she taunted, a smirk playing on her lips.
Carol chimed in, "You're nothing but a pretty face with a pair of big tits. You don't stand a chance against us."
Linda squared her shoulders, a fire burning in her eyes. "I'll show you what I'm made of," she said, her voice low and determined.
The muscular guy clears his throat, gaining the attention of the audience. "Alright, listen up!" he announces. "This is a hardcore kickboxing match, which means anything goes. Kicks, punches, elbows, knees, you name it. There are no rounds, no breaks, and no disqualifications. The only way to win is by knockout, submission, or if your opponent is unable to continue. Now, since we have two of you ladies against one, double teaming is allowed. Are we clear?"
Liz and Carol both nod, smirking as they glance at Linda. "Oh, we're more than clear," Liz says, licking her lips. "We're going to enjoy this."
Carol chuckles. "Yeah, especially since we get to see those big tits of hers bouncing around," she says, gesturing towards Linda's chest. "It's like a free show!"
Linda scowls at them, feeling a mix of anger and fear. She knows she's in a dangerous situation, and the fact that she's outnumbered only makes it worse. But she also knows that she has to fight for Maria's freedom, so she tries to push her fear aside and focus on the task at hand.
She looks down at her gloves: they're small and fingerless, designed for maximum impact.
The muscular referee clears his throat and announces Linda's introduction to the crowd. "And now, in the red corner, we have the beautiful and deadly Linda Luscious!" The audience erupts into cheers and whistles as Linda steps forward, standing at 5'3" and 200lbs with G-cup breasts. She is completely naked, except for the tiny fingerless gloves on her hands. Linda leans in her corner, eyes locked on Liz and Carol in the opposite corner.
The referee continues his announcement, "And in the blue corner, we have the dynamic duo, the busty brawlers, Liz and Carol!" The audience cheers again as Liz and Carol step forward, both of them wearing gloves as well. They taunt Linda with their eyes and gestures, clearly eager to take her down.
The ref steps forward and begins to introduce Liz and Carol to the cheering audience. "And now, the challengers for today's match, we have Liz and Carol! Both standing at 5'6" and weighing in at approximately 160lbs each, these ladies are not to be underestimated. Liz here is known for her devastating hooks and lightning-fast jabs, while Carol is a master of the low kick and the clinch. Together, they make an unstoppable force!"
The audience cheers even louder as the two women flex and strut around the ring, clearly relishing their position as the dominant fighters. They exchange a few words with the ref before turning to face Linda in her corner, smirks on their faces.
The ref gets out a tape measure and walks over to Linda's corner:
Linda stands still as the ref measures her chest, announcing to the crowd that Linda's bust measures a whopping 48 inches. The crowd cheers and whistles in response.
He pauses for a moment, admiring her luscious curves before moving on to Liz and Carol. Their chests are slightly larger, measuring at 50 and 52 inches respectively. The ref can't help but chuckle to himself as he looks at the two women's massive breasts, already imagining the intense battle that is about to unfold.
"These two beauties here are known as 'The Titty Twins'," he says, pointing to Liz and Carol's enormous bosoms. "And as for Linda, well, we all know her as 'Luscious Linda' for obvious reasons." The audience cheers at the mention of Linda's nickname, many of them already imagining the sight of her bouncing breasts in the ring.
Linda watches in horror as the ref goes over to the barely conscious Maria and measures her beaten and bruised breasts. She can see the pain and fear in Maria's eyes, and the thought of being in her position sends chills down her spine.
"38 inches," the ref announces with a chuckle. "At least after the special treatment."
Linda grits her teeth and clenches her fists, knowing that she has to win this fight if she wants to save Maria. She glances over at Liz and Carol, who are both smirking and stretching in their corner.
Linda and Liz circle each other in the ring, fists up and ready to fight. Linda is cautious, still feeling the effects of her previous fight. Liz, on the other hand, is confident and aggressive.
As the bell rings, Liz charges forward, throwing a powerful punch towards Linda's head. Linda manages to dodge it, but Liz follows up with a swift kick to Linda's stomach, causing her to grunt in pain. Linda retaliates with a punch of her own, but Liz quickly ducks and counters with a hard jab to Linda's face.
The two women continue to trade blows, each one trying to gain the upper hand. Linda is holding her own, but Liz's years of experience as a fighter are starting to show. She is faster and more skilled than Linda, and her hits are starting to take a toll on Linda's already bruised body.
Liz's kicks are targeting Linda's midsection, trying to take the wind out of her. Her strong thighs are hitting Linda's ribs and solar plexus with incredible force, making her gasp and wince in agony. With every kick, Linda's skin turns red and starts to bruise.
Linda tries to defend herself, but Liz's legs are too quick and powerful. She can't avoid them all, and each kick takes its toll on her. Linda is quickly becoming winded, and it's only the first round.
Despite the pain, Linda doesn't back down. She keeps coming forward, throwing punches at Liz, trying to land a hit. But Liz is too nimble, evading her attacks with ease. It's clear that Liz has the advantage in this round, but Linda isn't going to give up.
Linda felt the sting of Liz's gloves and elbows as the first round neared its end. Liz was relentless, throwing punch after punch and elbow strike after elbow strike. Linda tried to dodge and weave, but Liz was too quick and too skilled. Each blow landed on Linda's luscious body with a thud, causing her to grunt in pain.
Linda's body was covered in sweat, and her G-cup breasts bounced with each hit. She tried to fight back, throwing a few punches of her own, but they were weak and ineffective compared to Liz's powerful strikes. As the bell rang to signal the end of the round, Linda stumbled back to her corner, breathing heavily and feeling the pain all over her body.
The audience cheered as Liz strutted back to her corner, smirking at Linda. The ref came over to check on Linda, asking if she wanted to continue. Linda nodded, determination in her eyes. She couldn't let Maria down, and she couldn't let Liz and Carol win.
As Linda sits on her stool, she feels a sense of realization wash over her. This isn't like any foxy boxing match she's been in before. The punches are harder, the kicks are more brutal, and the opponents are ruthless. She realizes that she's in for a long and grueling fight, one that she may not come out of unscathed.
She looks down at her bruised and battered body, still naked except for the tiny hard gloves that barely protect her hands. Her breasts heave with each labored breath, the sweat glistening on her skin. She can feel every ache and pain in her muscles, and she knows that it's only going to get worse as the fight goes on.
Linda takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and focus on the fight. She knows she has to stay on her toes and be quick to dodge Liz and Carol's attacks, but she also knows that they won't be holding back. She braces herself for what's to come, trying to steel herself for the brutality of this type of fighting.
As Linda gets up from her stool, she takes notice of the leering men in the audience, their eyes fixed on her curvaceous, naked body. Despite feeling vulnerable, Linda is determined to fight for Maria's freedom.
Liz approaches her with a cocky grin, but Linda surprises her with a quick jab to the face, followed by a hook to the ribs. Liz stumbles back, momentarily stunned by Linda's aggression.
Taking advantage of Liz's momentary weakness, Linda launches a series of rapid-fire punches, each one landing with a satisfying thud on Liz's unprotected body.
Linda's kick combo was a sight to behold. She moved gracefully, her luscious body flexing and twisting as she landed a series of hard kicks on Liz's exposed belly and left breast. Liz staggered backward, gasping for air as Linda pressed her advantage and followed up with a hard right hook to Liz's jaw.
But Liz wasn't out of the fight just yet. She managed to make it to her corner and tag in Carol, who wasted no time in coming after Linda. Carol was larger and stronger than Liz, and it showed in the way she moved - each step was like a mini-earthquake, sending tremors through the ring and shaking the ropes.
Linda tried to stay light on her feet, circling around Carol and looking for an opening, but Carol was relentless. She came at Linda with a barrage of punches and kicks, each one landing with a sickening thud on Linda's bare flesh. Linda gritted her teeth and fought back as best she could, but she was clearly outmatched.
Carol wastes no time, lunging towards Linda with a barrage of punches aimed at her bare chest. The crowd cheers as Linda tries to dodge and weave, but Carol's fists connect with her G-cup breasts, causing them to jiggle and bounce wildly. Linda retaliates with a series of quick jabs, trying to find an opening in Carol's defense, but the larger woman easily blocks her attacks. Suddenly, Carol delivers a powerful elbow strike, hitting Linda's right breast with brutal force. Linda gasps in pain and stumbles backwards, clutching her aching breast.
Carol follows up with a brutal uppercut, hitting Linda's other breast and sending her reeling. Linda is barely standing as Carol continues to rain down punches and elbow strikes on her vulnerable chest. The crowd cheers as Linda's breasts bounce and sway with each hit, turning bright red from the punishment. Linda tries to fight back, but her arms feel heavy and weak from the constant barrage. Carol takes advantage of Linda's weakened state, landing a final elbow strike that sends Linda crashing to the mat.
Linda stands up on wobbly legs as the aroused ref approaches her, his eyes fixed on her naked, bruised body. He begins the ten count, but Linda manages to shake off the pain and stand up just in time to beat the count. As she stands up, she sees that Liz and Carol have tagged in and are ready for double teaming. She takes a deep breath and prepares herself for the onslaught. Liz comes at her with a barrage of punches, but Linda manages to dodge most of them and lands a few of her own. However, she soon realizes that she's fighting a losing battle as Carol joins in and starts raining down elbow shots on her exposed G-cups. Linda grunts in pain as the hard blows land on her tender flesh, causing her breasts to jiggle and bounce. She tries to fight back, but the two women are too much for her to handle. They push her into a corner and start delivering a vicious combination of punches and kicks, each one landing with a sickening thud.
Linda's body is wracked with pain as she tries to block the blows, but she's unable to defend herself effectively. Her breasts are red and swollen from the constant pummeling, and she can feel the bruises forming all over her body. The audience cheers as they watch the two women dominate Linda, their eyes glued to her naked, heaving chest. The ref circles around them, watching closely for any illegal moves, but he's clearly enjoying the show as well.
As Linda stands in the corner, gasping for breath, Liz and Carol take turns in unleashing a barrage of kicks into her exposed and battered body. Liz's legs are fast and furious, delivering punishing kicks to Linda's midsection and sending her stumbling backward, while Carol's kicks are more powerful, causing Linda's breasts to bounce wildly as they connect with her chest. Linda tries to block the kicks with her tiny gloves, but they offer little protection against the hard and fast strikes. With each kick, Linda feels the pain reverberating through her body, making her wonder how much more she can take. The crowd cheers as Liz and Carol continue their assault, clearly enjoying their dominance over the smaller fighter. The aroused ref watches on with a grin, seemingly enjoying the show.
As Linda begins to falter, the ref steps in, breaking up the double teaming for now. He steps close to Linda, giving her a ten-count to recover. Linda takes deep breaths, trying to gather her strength and willpower to continue. When the ref reaches the count of ten, Linda stands up, ready to fight back. But as she looks up, she sees that Liz and Carol have tagged in again, ready for another round of double teaming.
Linda's body was already aching and bruised from the previous attacks, and the simultaneous punches to her chest from both sides made her feel like her breasts were going to burst. She groaned in pain as her large breasts jiggled and bounced from the impact of the blows. Liz and Carol didn't show any mercy as they continued to smash into Linda's chest with their boxing gloves, making her gasp for air. Sweat was pouring down Linda's body as the two women continued to pummel her relentlessly, their breasts bouncing and jiggling with each punch they threw. Linda tried to fight back, but it was difficult to defend herself against two opponents at once. She could feel her body weakening with each passing moment, and she knew that she couldn't take much more of this punishment.
Finally, the ref intervened, breaking up the double teaming once again. Linda collapsed onto the mat, gasping for air and clutching her battered chest. She knew that the fight was far from over, and that Liz and Carol were just getting started.
Linda crawled over to her stool, her large breasts swinging heavily with every movement. The beating she had taken from Liz and Carol had left her chest swollen and bruised, and her nipples were painfully erect. She winced as she tried to catch her breath, her body aching from the barrage of punches and kicks. Maria watched from the sidelines, a look of concern etched on her face. She knew firsthand how brutal this kind of fighting could be, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for Linda. But at the same time, she knew that Linda had not chosen to be here, and that she was hopefully tough enough to handle it. Linda tried to shake off the pain and focus on the fight, but she was already feeling exhausted. She knew that she needed to come up with a new strategy if she wanted to win, but her mind was foggy from the pain and the adrenaline.
As she leaned back on her stool, she could feel her breasts throbbing with every heartbeat. She knew that Liz and Carol were not going to let up, and that she needed to be prepared for anything. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and prepare for the next round.
She was gasping for breath, her naked body slick with sweat and glistening under the bright lights of the ring. As she slumped onto her stool, she felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up to see a young guy, barely out of his teens, standing in front of her. "Hey there, miss," he said with a grin, holding up a bottle of oil in his hand. "I'm here to help you out. Let me take care of those lovely udders of yours." Linda raised an eyebrow in surprise, but the pain in her chest was so intense that she didn't object. The young guy squirted some of the oil onto his hands and then began to gently massage Linda's swollen breasts, working the oil into her skin with firm strokes. Linda let out a soft moan as the young man's fingers worked their magic, easing the pain in her chest and making her feel surprisingly relaxed.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" the guy asks, a smirk on his face.
Linda nods, biting her lip as his hands move down her body, trailing over her stomach and hips. She feels a sudden heat between her legs, and knows that her arousal is impossible to hide.
The guy leans in close to her, his breath hot on her ear. "I can take care of that too, if you want," he murmurs.
Linda's eyes snap open, and she stares at him in surprise. "What do you mean?" she asks, her voice breathy.
He grins, his hands moving even lower. "I mean I can make you feel really good," he says. "If you're interested."
Linda pulls away from the young man's touch and says, "Not now, maybe later." She takes a deep breath and gets up from the stool, preparing for the next round against Carol.
As Carol approaches the center of the ring, Linda can't help but notice the woman's massive 52-inch chest heaving up and down. Linda's own chest still stings from the previous round's beating, but she knows she has to fight through the pain if she wants to win.
The bell rings, and Linda and Carol immediately go at it. Carol throws a flurry of punches, but Linda manages to dodge and counter with a hard left hook to the body. Carol grunts in pain, but she quickly recovers and throws a powerful right hook, which Linda barely manages to block. She staggers, dodges the next hook…
Linda saw her opportunity and quickly launched a devastating low blow, slamming her fist hard into Carol's crotch. Carol let out a loud groan as she doubled over in pain, her hands clutching her aching groin. Linda didn't let up, and followed up with a knee to Carol's stomach, causing her to wheeze for breath.
But Linda wasn't done yet. She grabbed Carol's hair and yanked her back up, before delivering another brutal punch to her unprotected crotch. Carol let out another agonizing groan and fell to her knees, still holding her crotch and gasping for air.
Linda sees the opportunity to take down Carol completely, and she isn't going to waste it. She moves towards Carol, who is now on her knees, and grabs her by the hair, pulling her head up. Carol groans in pain as Linda prepares her next move. Linda then delivers a brutal punch to Carol's already bruised face, causing her to scream in agony.
But Linda isn't done yet. She raises her leg and brings it down with full force, hitting Carol's stomach hard. Carol gasps for air, struggling to breathe as Linda delivers another kick, this time to her chest. Carol's large breasts jiggle from the impact, and she falls back to the mat, writhing in pain.
Linda stands over Carol, looking down at her with a sense of satisfaction. She can hear the crowd cheering her on, and she feels the adrenaline pumping through her veins.
As Carol beats the ref's count and struggles to get back on her feet, Linda seizes the opportunity to further her attack. She quickly grabs her stool and slides it into the ring, positioning it next to Carol's slumped body. With a devilish grin, she delivers a swift kick to Carol's ribs, causing her to writhe in pain on the canvas. "Come on, get up," Linda taunts, beckoning Carol to rise. "I'm not done with you yet." Carol slowly gets to her knees, wincing with every movement. But before she can fully stand, Linda lunges her forward and slams her against the stool, causing Carol to cry out in agony as her gland is nearly busted by the impact. Linda leans in, her voice dripping with malice. "You thought you could take me down, huh? Not a chance, bitch."
Liz's heart was pounding as she watched Linda smash Carol's chest against the stool with brutal force. The sound of the impact echoed through the arena, causing gasps and winces from the audience. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw Carol writhe in pain on the ground, clutching her chest. It was clear that Linda had inflicted serious damage, and Liz knew she had to act fast. Without hesitation, she jumped into the ring, ignoring the referee's protests. She couldn't let Linda continue to unleash her wrath on Carol. "
With a fierce determination, Liz punched Linda hard in the kidneys, causing her to stumble forward and fall chest-first onto the upper ring rope. Linda let out a loud gasp of pain as her breasts bounced off the ropes, causing her to bounce back towards Liz.
But Liz was ready for her, and she landed another punch to Linda's kidneys, causing her to crumple onto the mat, writhing in pain. Carol, who had been watching from the sidelines, was shocked and relieved to see Liz come to her rescue.
Maria, who was still tied up and unable to do anything, could only watch in horror as Liz continued to unleash a flurry of punches onto Linda's back and ribs.
As Linda stumbled and dropped her weight forward, Liz took the opportunity to grab her from behind and pull her towards the lower ring rope. With a mighty shove, she forced Linda's breasts over the rope, leaving them dangling outside the ring while the rest of her body remained inside. The ref did not interfere, knowing that this was an illegal move but allowing it to continue nonetheless. Linda's swollen, bruised orbs were now vulnerable, exposed to the air and the prying eyes of the audience. Liz took advantage of the situation, raining down a flurry of blows on Linda's back and kidneys, causing her to gasp and groan in pain.
Meanwhile, Linda struggled to regain her balance and escape from Liz's grasp, but the blows to her kidneys had left her weak and vulnerable. Her breasts hung outside the ring like ripe fruit.
Liz grinned with satisfaction as she saw Linda's large breasts hanging outside of the ring. Without hesitation, she pushed down with all her weight, trapping Linda in her vulnerable position. Linda let out a loud groan as the pressure on her breasts increased. She struggled to free herself, but Liz's weight was too much for her. The audience took the invitation and started to work over Linda's massive naturals, hanging outside of the ring. They groped and squeezed her breasts, some even going as far as to lick and bite her nipples. Linda was in agony, but the referee made no attempt to stop the assault. Maria could only watch helplessly as her partner was being humiliated in front of the cheering crowd. She struggled against the ropes, trying to free herself, but it was no use.
As Linda's breasts hung outside the ring, the audience couldn't resist the opportunity to use them as punching bags. They hit them with their fists, elbows, and even kicked them. Linda's chest was already bruised and swollen from the match, and the abuse it received only made it worse. The flesh of her breasts was red and raw, with deep purple bruises forming on the surface. Linda groaned and whimpered in pain as the audience continued to attack her breasts. She struggled to move, but Liz's weight pinned her down, preventing her from escaping. Maria watched from the sidelines, horrified at the scene before her. She knew that Linda was tough, but she had never seen her beaten and abused like this. The ref still didn't intervene, allowing the audience to use Linda's chest as a target for their aggression. Eventually, Linda's breasts became so swollen and bruised that they started to bleed. The sight was too much for Maria to bear, and she started to sob uncontrollably. She couldn't stand to see her friend and partner suffer like this.
Finally, the ref stepped in, stopping the abuse and checking on Linda's injuries. She was bleeding from her breasts and had multiple bruises and cuts on her chest.
As the bell rang, the audience cheered for the end of the brutal round. Linda was carried over to her corner by her team, her massive breasts still hanging outside of the ring, bruised and swollen from the vicious attacks they had endured. The young guy from before tended to her cuts on her areolas, using a small kit to patch them up as best he could. Liz, on the other hand, inspected Carol's possible burst glands, checking for any signs of permanent damage. She absolutely no guilt for her illegal attack on Linda, as she knew she had to do something to save her tag partner from further harm.
Linda winces as the young guy tends to her cuts in the areolas. She can feel the sting of the antiseptic and the ache of the bruises all over her body, but she refuses to show any signs of weakness. She takes a deep breath and tries to steady her nerves. As she looks down at her chest, she gasps at the sight. Her breasts are covered in deep purple bruises, and some areas are swollen and tender to the touch. She winces as she remembers the rough treatment they received outside of the ring. Linda feels a mixture of pain and anger, but she tries to keep her emotions under control. Despite the horrible state of her chest, Linda is determined to fight on. She knows that she cannot let her opponents win, and she won't let the audience see her defeated. She takes a deep breath and steps back into the ring, ready for the next round.
As the new round began, Linda moved cautiously towards the center of the ring. She was still feeling the effects of the beating she had received in the previous round, but she was determined to keep fighting. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Liz launched a high kick towards Linda's head. Linda barely had time to react and the kick caught her on the side of the head.
Linda stumbled backwards, dazed and disoriented. She could feel the blood rushing to her head and her vision began to blur. She tried to shake it off and regain her focus, but Liz was already on her. The crowd roared as Liz continued to pummel Linda, driving her back towards the ropes. Linda was on the defensive, desperately trying to protect herself from the barrage of blows. Her head was pounding and her chest was throbbing, the bruises and cuts from the last round still fresh.
She tried some slow and uncontrolled hooks to defend herself.
But Liz was not so easily deterred. She lunged forward again, aiming for Linda's chest. Linda tried to block her, but it was too late. Liz's foot connected with Linda's already-bruised and battered chest, sending her crashing to the mat in agony.
Linda lay there, gasping for air, her chest heaving and her body wracked with pain. She could hear the crowd cheering and shouting, but it all sounded like a distant roar. All she could focus on was the pain and the knowledge that Liz had just landed a devastating blow.
She feels a sharp pain on her left breast and instinctively grabs it, her fingers coming away bloody. She tries to get up but her legs feel weak and wobbly. The audience is cheering loudly as Liz struts around the ring with her hands raised in victory.
Linda's corner rushes to her side, trying to tend to her wounds. The young guy from before applies pressure to the bleeding nipple, causing Linda to wince in pain. Her chest is a mess of bruises and cuts, and she's having trouble breathing. But despite the pain, Linda is defiant. She knows she has to keep fighting if she wants to win.
Slowly, Linda manages to get back on her feet, her left arm cradling her injured breast. She's not as quick as before and her movements are clumsy, but she's determined to keep going. The ref checks on her, making sure she's fit to fight. Linda nods, gritting her teeth in pain.
Sure enough, as she stood up, Liz and Carol moved in, one of them grabbing her by the hair and pulling her head back while the other started throwing punches and kicks at her face and belly. Linda grunted and winced as each blow landed, feeling her body being jolted with pain.
She struggled to break free, but the two women were too strong for her. They held her in place, pounding away at her, their fists and feet slamming into her flesh over and over again. Linda could feel the bruises forming, could feel the blood trickling down her face from the cuts on her forehead and cheek.
Despite the pain and the fear, Linda refused to give up. She knew that if she let them beat her down, she would never be able to regain control of the match. So she dug deep, summoning all of her strength and willpower, and managed to twist out of their grasp.
Linda's vision was blurry, her head spinning from the vicious beating she had received from Liz and Carol. But as she saw Maria still tied up in the corner, she felt a last surge of adrenaline. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she dodged Liz and Carol's haymakers, moving with surprising agility considering her battered state.
As they swung wildly, Linda saw an opening and took it. She landed a brutal kick to Carol's already-injured breast, causing the woman to scream in agony and drop to her knees. Linda then spun around and landed a hard punch to Liz's face, sending her staggering backwards.
But Linda knew she couldn't stop there. She charged forward, tackling Liz to the ground and raining down punches on her face and belly. She could hear the audience cheering her on, and it gave her strength to keep going.
But as she focused all her attention on Liz, she didn't notice Carol getting back up. Before she could react, Carol landed a devastating blow to the back of Linda's head, sending her crashing to the ground.
Linda lay there, dazed and struggling to catch her breath. She could feel her chest heaving, her heart racing, and her whole body throbbing with pain. But she refused to give up. She slowly started to get back up, ready to take on Liz and Carol once again.
Liz and Carol quickly seize the opportunity to take advantage of Linda's vulnerable state. With practiced ease, they lift her up by her arms and legs, hoisting her up into the air before slamming her back down onto the mat with a sickening thud. Linda's head bounces off the canvas, stars exploding across her vision as she feels her consciousness slipping away.
But they're not done yet. Liz and Carol take turns delivering brutal uppercuts to Linda's jaw and chest, each punch sending shockwaves of pain radiating through her body. Linda can feel her breasts bouncing and jiggling with each blow, her already-bruised chest aching with every impact.
Suddenly, Liz unleashed a devastating roundhouse kick to Linda's face, sending her flying backwards through the air.
Linda's buxom body crashed into Maria's already bruised and battered form, causing them both to collapse in a heap. The audience let out a collective gasp as they watched the two women lying motionless on the mat. The referee rushed over to check on them, but it was clear that both Linda and Maria were knocked out cold.
Minutes later….
Linda slowly regained consciousness, her head pounding and her chest aching. As her eyes fluttered open, she realized that she was no longer in the ring. Instead, she found herself lying on a cold concrete floor, her wrists and ankles bound tightly with ropes. She tried to move, but the ropes were too tight, and she could feel the bruises on her skin where they had been cinched down hard.
Beside her, she could see Maria, also bound and unconscious. Linda struggled to sit up, the pain shooting through her body with every movement. As she looked around, she realized that they were in the locker room, lying on the floor near the showers.
She could hear muffled voices from the other side of the locker room door, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Fear gripped her as she wondered who had done this to them and why.
After a few minutes, the door opened, and Liz and Carol walked in. They were grinning maliciously, clearly enjoying the sight of their helpless victims.
"Well, well, well," Liz said. "Looks like our little friends are awake."
Carol chuckled. "You two put up quite a fight out there. But in the end, you were no match for us."
Linda glared at them, her eyes blazing with anger. "What do you want from us?" she demanded.
Liz rummaged through a nearby bag and pulled out a collection of toys and instruments. She held up a thick, black strap-on dildo and grinned wickedly at Linda. "You're going to love this," she said. Carol, meanwhile, was busying herself with Maria. She ran her hands over the other woman's body, admiring the bruises and welts from the brutal toughening session before the match. With a mischievous grin, she pinched Maria's swollen nipples, eliciting a moan from the bound woman.
The locker room door opened, and a group of men entered. They were all dressed in suits and ties, looking like businessmen who had just come from the office. But as they closed the door behind them, their demeanor changed. They leered at the two bound women, their eyes hungrily scanning their half-naked bodies. Liz and Carol introduced themselves as the hosts, and the men introduced themselves as wealthy businessmen who enjoyed "private shows" like this. They eagerly took turns groping and fondling Linda and Maria, who could only moan and struggle in their bonds. The men eventually tired of just fondling and demanded more. Liz and Carol obliged, strapping on the dildo and taking turns using it on Linda. Maria was forced to watch as her friend was violated over and over again, unable to do anything to stop it.
Lit had entered Linda pulsing pussy from behind, while two of the men held her up by her arms. Linda was sobbing and trembling with pain and embarrassment, but her pussy was wet. She hated herself for it! Liz did not even need a lubricant for to pound her in front of all of these strangers.
Her big tits smacked together from the rough doggy stile fucking, her naked sweaty buttocks quivered from the thrusts and from the corner of the eye she noticed how Carol got behind Maria.
Only seconds later, the first hard cocks were pointing at their faces. The men forced their mouths open, shoving them inside them.
Linda and Maria gagged, but obeyed in fear of more pain and punishment. The whimpered with pain as their incredibly bruised chests slammed and rotated under their ribs.
SMATTT…SMACKKK…SMACK….sweat was flying and drenching the floor together with some blood.
The men rotated: As one had finished cumming in their throats, filling them up, the next cock was already ready to take over. Linda was on the verge of climax, as she was pounded from the ten-inch strap-on from behind. She moaned and gagged on a huge cock, when she suddenly came hard!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK!”
And then everything went black again.