Sexy Swedish Goddess Natacha 5’3”, 103lbs. 34D-23-33 (Debut Match*)
* I realize I did a match with Natacha in the past, but I may reuse that match in the future so lets just say this is her debut here…hopefully you like her as a victim, she’s is my personal favorite from around the year 2005-2009, and I plan on using her a lot more in some squashes including a story I should have done soon that I will use as a prequel to the Night 2 matches I posted before
Ripped and Rock Hard Layala 5’7, 135 lbs, 34C-28-38 (7 Wins – 2 Loses)
Natacha turned around and began walking to her corner mentally preparing how she was going to begin the fight, butterflies flying around in her stomach as she tried to settle her nerves. The blonde walked slowly in her heels and took in the crowd as looked around at the rowdy fans that were eagerly awaiting the bell. Natacha was only a few feet away from the turnbuckle when she gasped suddenly as her head was slammed from behind by a sucker punch from Layla. Natacha was stunned and groaned in surprised pain as her body shot forward and she landed chest first into the corner. Layla pounced forward and hurriedly took the fight to the stunned blonde, firing another right cross. The right slammed into Natacha’s head, and before she could do anything, Layla barreled a hard left into the blonde’s midsection. Natacha struggled to regain her composure, and just as she turned around her face was met with a right cross that hit home squarely into her cheek. The blonde’s face shot to the side and Natacha’s head was ringing as she struggled to stay on her feet.
Showing surprising dexterity for someone new to boxing, Layla slammed a left hook then a hard right cross right into Natacha's firm midsection. Natacha heard the bell ring, but paid little attention as she felt her knees buckle from the surprising attack. As Natacha's head dipped forward in response to her pain, Layla’s hard left met her square in the forehead snapping the dazed beauty’s head shooting back upward. Natacha groaned as she tripped backward, her back hitting the turnbuckle while her arms flopped back over the top ropes. Natacha struggled for breath as her head slumped forward over her heaving breasts. Her long hair covered her lacy bra as the referee began a standing count, "One...Two...Three..."
When the count reached six Natacha struggled to a standing position shaking her head side to side a few times. She couldn't believe that black bitch sucker punched her to gain an advantage, and wondered why the hell the referee didn’t warn Layla about cheating? Natacha stared across the ring at the black woman who raised her arms in a victory pose and paraded around the ring. The crowd was on its feet as Natacha punched her gloves together a few times and drew in a few quick breaths. Natacha began to walk out of her corner slowly and met Layla in the center of the ring, this time with gloves up and ready to take the fight to her foe. Layla charged forward and immediately went on the offensive again, the black woman wound up firing a wild right haymaker. Natacha had no trouble side stepping the errand punch that Layla telegraphed, leaving her midsection wide open. Natacha took advantage of the offered opening and fired a quick punch to Layla’s exposed right breast. The shot hit the target, but didn't have enough behind it to hurt the black woman who quickly recovered and dropped her guard to cover her side. Again Natacha found a small opening and fired a left hook this time connecting squarely into the black woman’s tight midsection. Layla gasped and instantly hunched over slightly in pain from the surprising blow and the blonde seized the advantage.
Natacha reared back and cocked her right fist back then slamming a huge uppercut square into Layla’s chin completely stunning her in her tracks. Natacha watched as Layla’s gloved hands rose to guard her suddenly aching face, and once she saw the open midsection Natacha fired another punch to Layla’s stomach. Layla stumbled back surprised at the stinging blow that knocked some of the air from her. Layla was shocked by the sudden turn of events but tried to regain composure as she began backpedaling. The black woman almost tripped over her feet as she narrowly jumped out of range of Natacha's right cross. Layla began growing desperate and as she walked back another step, she sprang forward and threw another haymaker at Natacha. The wild punch came dangerously close to connecting to Natacha’s temple, but flew within inches of the beautiful blonde's face, which narrowly turned at the last second. Natacha almost tripped on her feet, but somehow managed to right her body and slam a right cross into Layla’s stomach. Layla groaned and the black woman’s knees buckled. Layla grunted as Natacha regained her footing and slammed a right cross flush into her breast. Layla’s mouth shot open in pain as she slumped forward onto her knees as the referee walked over, "One....... Two......Thr"
Natacha was enraged as she screamed at the referee, "Can you count any slower! Christ I could have counted to twenty by now!”
The referee got in Natacha's face, "I don't tell you how to fight, and you don't tell me how to do my job! Got it?"
Natacha paid no attention to her foe and was arguing with the referee about her slow count. Meanwhile, Layla crawled to her feet and walked around the ring stealthy sneaking around Natacha who was still in a heated debate with the referee. Layla snuck up from the side, planted her feet and fired a huge right cross square into the side of the blonde's head from behind. Natacha’s temple exploded with pain and she was instantly dropped down to her to her knees in a heartbeat. Before she could do anything, Layla began to rein down uncontested blows on the kneeling blonde firing wild lefts and rights. Natacha tried to cover up but a glove slammed into her head, then her back, and then her head again. Natacha’s head just whipped side to side as crosses and hooks barreled into her while she was totally unable to mount a defense from her knees. After what seemed an eternity to the dizzy blonde, the referee finally stepped in and pulled Layla back from Natacha.
Layla slowly walked back to her corner breathing heavily as Natacha struggled to get back to her feet. Natacha stares at the canvas and could feel her head pulsing and the crowd screams echoed from everywhere around her. After a few seconds she looked up and was about to yell at the referee but she saw Layla running at her. Layla stepped around the referee whose back was turned and cocked back her arm just as Natacha got to her feet. The wild punch flew and Natacha luckily ducked out of the way at the last second. Layla couldn't stop her momentum and crashed awkwardly into the turnbuckle chest first. Natacha turned around and quickly fired a punch into Layla’s kidney, causing the black woman to drop her guard and her gloved hand came backward holding her back. Natacha fired a right into side of the black woman's head as Layla was slow in turning around. Layla finally spun around and instantly she was sorry she did when Natacha’s huge right cross-slammed into her chin. Natacha cocked back her left ready to let fly a huge roundhouse when suddenly fingernails bit into her upper arm stopping her forward momentum. Quickly turning around, Natacha was surprised to see the referee restraining her.
"What the fuck are you doing?" the enraged Natacha shouted.
"You have to break!! Back to your corner Natacha," shouted the referee.
Natacha couldn’t believe what she was hearing as she was escorted back to her corner by the ref, who was still digging her nails into the blonde's upper arm. Layla, slowly regaining her senses, grabbed the middle rope for support and she weekly tried pulling herself up to her feet. It took a few seconds for Layla to rise and seeing her opponent back on her feet Natacha began to run at the black woman only to be intercepted by the ref mid-ring.
"You have to let her get ready, those are the rules," the ref screamed.
The now enraged Natacha yelled, "The hell with the rules!"
With her attention still diverted by the referee, Natacha never saw the punch from Layla that rocked the blonde's left breast. Natacha let out a yelp as her sensitive breast was crushed by the wicked blow, which caused her sexy lacy bra to ripple repeatedly, as her mammaries bounced up and down. Just as Natacha looked down at her suddenly throbbing breast, her nose was squashed by a vicious right as Layla was now back in the fight and throwing leather full force. Layla quickly hunched over and slammed a low blow to Natacha's crotch, knocking the stunning blonde to the canvas on her ass. Natacha kicked her heeled feet into the canvas as she crumpled to the mat. Even though the gloves were well-padded, it still hurt like hell and tears welled in her eyes as she tried to massage away the pain filling her lower body. She gritted her teeth as the referee looked on, while Natacha shook her head, unable to speak the words in her mind. The referee then slowly began to count as Natacha tried to push herself back to her knees, "One...Two...Three...Four…"
The count seemed to be speeding by as Natacha struggled to get back to her feet; one hand on her crotch, the other holding her sore left breast as she glared at the referee, "THAT was a low blow bitch! What the fuck’s wrong with you?"
The referee just glared at Natacha "Continue the fight then!"
Layla again rushed at the shaken blonde and began firing sharp, crisp punches instead of the sloppy haymakers and roundhouses. Natacha was still in too much pain to block the first punch and it slammed into her stomach, causing her to gasp in surprised pain. Natacha soon was taking shot after shot, some to her head, others to her body and an occasional one connected with her already aching breasts. Lefts and rights flew, hooks and crosses all peppering the gorgeous blonde’s body and head. Natacha seemed to be a second to slow in blocking everything as ten straight punches landed home on her body. Natacha’s gorgeous face contorted in pain as a stinging left peppered her breast, followed by a right to the cheek. Natacha was seemingly done for as punches cascaded upon her, and the blonde was almost out on her feet just as the bell rang signaling the end of the round. The ref stepped in pulling the fighters apart "End of round one! Time's up girls, back to your corners!"
Layla, paying no attention to the bell, was still firing punches, most of them landing home in various parts of Natacha’s body, as the referee was finally able to pull her off the sexy blonde who was barely able to stand. The ref walked Layla back over to her corner as Natacha slumped heavily against the ropes. Natacha struggled through the pain as she tried to stand on her feet when out of the corner of her eye she saw a monstrous black woman walking towards Layla’s corner. Natacha’s mind was still too cloudy to think anything of it as she lay on the canvas watching the monster standing near Layla talking quietly with the black woman.
The bell rang to start round to and Layla charged at Natacha who was surprisingly still on her knees. Layla stopped just short of the blonde, who must have been playing possum as she fired a left up forearm flying up right into Layla’s crotch. The black woman’s eyes shot wide and her mouth puckered in a perfect little ‘o’. "Low Blow!!" Victoria yelled from her position outside the ring, watching Layla drop to the mat writhing in agony and clutching her crotch. Victoria immediately jumped upon the ring apron and climbed into the ring.
Natacha didn’t seem to be doing so well herself after the beating she’d taken and the blonde was still down on her knees. Natacha was the first to rise but was more shaken up then she had thought and had to lean on the ropes for support, the blonde never even noticed the monstrous black woman in the ring as referee was in her face yelling at her about the low blow. Victoria was now in the ring and began untying Layla’s gloves as fast as she could, while the blonde’s attention was on the referee who was still screaming at her. Within seconds both gloves were off Layla, and just as the referee turned around Victoria was standing right in front of her. The smaller referee had no idea what to do but the big black woman made the decision easy as she latched onto the referee’s hair and threw her right out of the ring. While this was transpiring, Layla dashed at the stunned blonde who was watching the referee manhandled. Panic suddenly griped her as she realized she was in serious trouble as she was facing two monstrous black women. Her first instinct was to run but before she reached the ropes she was caught from behind by two handfuls of her long bleached blonde hair.
Victoria screamed at her, "Not so fast bitch! You said you wanted to fight so you ain't going nowhere!"
The rowdy crowd screamed as Victoria threw Natacha back down to the mat by the hair and the stunned beauty yelped in pain. The now barehanded Layla walked over and grabbed Natacha up by the hair with one hand, pulled her body up just as her other hand slammed into Natacha's exposed midsection. The stunned blonde buckled in pain gasping for air wondering what the fuck she was going to do against this tough duo. She had no time to formulate an offense as quickly Layla put the bent over blonde's head between her legs and suddenly squeezed pinning her in the center of the ring in a standing head scissor. Natacha's ass looked incredible in just the small thong as it swayed seductively in the standing head scissors, and pain began mounting in her head, growing by the second as the black woman squeezed her thighs for all she was worth. Natacha started begging for release, trying to punch up at Layla to no avail as the boxing gloves prevented her from getting anything behind any of her punches. Wildly swinging both arms all Natacha could do was slap the back of Layla’s rock hard thighs and ass, but the gloves softened the blows to nothing more than a minor annoyance. Victoria laughed at the helpless blonde, whose ass swished side to side as she wiggled trying to free her head; her shapely leg's straining to find release.
Then, without warning, Layla dropped to her knees horribly jarring Natacha's neck from the jolting impact. Natacha was stunned and pain shot through her body as she laid face first on the mat sprawled out in the center of the ring. She couldn’t believe what was happening and the blonde Goddess gasped when Layla’s body crashed down on her lower back knocking the wind out of her. Driving her kneecap into the small of the blonde’s back, Layla reached forward and latched onto two thick handfuls over bleached blonde hair and wildly began pulling back. Natacha shrieked as her scalp blazed to life in pain and she began to fear her beautiful long blonde hair would be ripped from her head. Natacha grew desperate and wildly tried to kick out, but the black woman’s kneecap was still crushing her lower back and the blonde was helpless. Her face was pursed in pain as her upper body was literally ripped off the mat as Layla continued rearing back using the blonde’s locks like they were handles.
Layla reared back one painful time before letting go of Natacha's long locks, allowing the blonde's head to drop forward to the mat. Layla, still with a knee in the blonde’s lower back quickly reached forward and wrapped her hands around the aching beauties throat. Natacha gagged as suddenly the black woman’s vice like grip tightened around her neck cutting off any air supply, the blonde wildly kicking her legs trying to thrash free. Victoria figured it was time to get involved and quickly pinned the blonde’s legs together and then straddled Natacha's lower legs. Victoria had the blonde’s legs held in place and the black woman reached forward, raised her right hand and then slashed it down against Natacha’s thong covered ass. Natacha’s eyes bulged as pain flared in her tender behind as a second painful smack hit her other ass cheek. Up and down Victoria brought her hands, each time she violently smacked the blonde’s ass which was beginning to grow red under the painful assault. The blonde thrashed up and down, as her ass grew red under the flurry of open hand spanks, her head lolling side to side as she struggled for breath, which wasn’t coming.
Layla finally released her choke and the teary blonde whined, "Pleaasseee I give up! Let me go, PLLLLLEEAAASE!" But Layla responded with a chuckle, and then began to bounce up and down on Natacha's lower back causing the blonde to cry out in pain. Natacha’s lower legs were still pinned together by Victoria and the blonde was forced to endure Layla jumping on her. Again and again Layla lifted her ass and then brought it crashing down into the small of the blonde’s back. The crowd began chanting each time Layla landed, the blonde screaming in pain as she could only pound the mat with gloved fists. When the crowd’s count reached ten Layla finally rose off Natacha's body, while Victoria stilled slapped away at the blonde’s now bright red ass cheeks. Natacha quickly reached back with her gloved hand to try and cover her ass to stop the barrage of spanks still splattering her crimson cheeks from Victoria’s hands. Layla rewarded Natacha's attempt at self-defense by slamming a kick flush into the back of the blonde’s head. Natacha gasped as her face slammed into the mat then she felt herself suddenly being hauled to the feet by her hair.
As soon as Victoria had Natacha on her feet, the muscular black monster wrapped both arms around the blonde's tiny midsection and began squeezing. Natacha eyes bulged, gasping as Victoria held her trapped in a perfect reverse bearhug, the blonde’s stomach being crushed painfully. Suddenly the huge black woman reared backward, and just like that Natacha was lifted off the mat. The blonde struggled to keep her heeled feet on the canvas but she couldn’t, as the big black woman’s strength was incredible. Arms straining, Victoria proudly paraded around the ring every few feet she would brace her feet and then squeeze as hard as she could crushing the life from her blonde captive. Natacha began growing light headed, as Victoria was relentless in crushing the life from her, the blonde’s head lolling side to side. Layla’s eyes lit up as she pounced on the trapped girl, rearing back and firing a punch deep into Natacha's huge right breast. Natacha's sexy white bra swung back and forth as her breast swayed violently from the blow. The blonde’s head whipped straight back in agony as a response to the pain, the back of her head smashing straight into Victoria's nose! Victoria gasped in pain, and dropped the blonde to the mat as her hands went to her suddenly aching nose; tears of pain filled her eyes. Victoria cursed from the surprise pain filling her face as she shook her head trying to clear the sudden ache. Natacha lie on the mat, face down, her chest expanding and contracting rapidly as she desperately tried to take in oxygen.
Layla dropped downward and again sat on Natacha's lower back, this time the black woman reached forward and grabbed both of Natacha’s wrists. The blonde had no idea what was happening, but soon Layla had Natacha’s arms pulled back and began putting her in a camel clutch. Layla had both of Natacha's arms draped over her knees and the black woman reached forward and pulled back on the blonde’s neck. Natacha’s instantly bucked and thrashed as pain filled her back, her wild movement sending the right boxing glove flying of her wrists. Layla laughed hearing the blonde beg and whine for release, the black woman viciously pulled back harder until Natacha shrieked with pain. Natacha had no idea what to do as her back felt like it would pop any second, and her breasts were seductively thrust outward, straining to stay hidden in the bra containing her massive orbs. Heeled feet kicked out, to no avail, as the blonde was helpless in the center of the ring, the sadistic black girl again rearing back on her neck taking the pain to a new level. The stuck blonde Goddess screamed for submission, screamed for help, screamed for release, but nothing came except the pain. The pain steadily built in the blonde’s back as Layla continued tugging backward ripping the blonde’s neck again and again. Out of the corner of her eye Layla watched as Victoria climb up the corner roes and then positioned her ass on the turnbuckle. Layla gave one final jarring tug on the blonde’s neck and then stood up, Natacha’s free hand coming up to her aching spine. Grabbing her by the feet, Layla dragged the helpless blonde over to where Victoria lay in wait. When the black woman had Natacha positioned near the corner of the ring, Victoria suddenly sprang off the ropes and dropped an elbow right into the small of Natacha's back.
Layla laughed as Natacha writhed in agony on the canvas as pain burst into her lower spine when the grueling elbow slammed down. Layla decided not to waste any time and quickly bent down and grabbed onto the back off Natacha's sexy white thong, jerking it up and eliciting another shriek when the material cut into her ass and sliced between her pussy lips. Layla continued tugging and pulling and the aching blonde beauty began pushing herself off the mat trying to alleviate the pain building in her crotch. As Natacha was slowly pulled to her feet by the wedgie, Victoria sped forward and snapped a kick flying right into Natacha's right breast. Tears fill Natacha's beautiful eyes, as Layla had the blonde standing up, the black woman snaking her arms inside of Natacha’s and then going upward. In seconds Natacha was in the center of the ring locked in a picture perfect full nelson. The blonde’s arms were held over her head by the hold and her midsection was fully exposed for Victoria, whose eyes lit up at the sight of Natacha helpless to do anything. The black woman smiled, as she was free to have her way with the sexy blonde who had little fight in her, and just pleaded for release. Victoria grabbed Natacha's breast through her sexy white bra and slowly began to squeeze "These are so nice, it’d be a shame to ruin them!" Victoria mocked.
Natacha begged, "Pllleeeeeeeze Victoria, Let me go, I will do anything just let me be... pplee... UUHHHMNNNNNNN!"
Her pleas were cut short when Victoria's suddenly released her breast and brought her forearm flying right up into the blonde’s crotch. Natacha's eyes rolled back in agony as her legs grew weak, the blonde slumped forward, her long hair covering her heaving chest. The blonde wanted to scream, but she couldn’t even draw breath, her head spun as pain pulsed everywhere in her body. Natacha’s legs began buckling and slowly the blonde began going down to the canvas only to be pulled right back up still locked in the full nelson. Victoria laughed as she starred at the most incredible body she had seen, helplessly held in the center of the ring and the muscular black woman was free to do what she wanted. Natacha’s body glistened in the arena light and the blonde’s hips shook side to side as she desperately tried to slip free form the full nelson to no avail. Victoria decided she had starred long enough, reared back her fist and her arm flew forward delivering a huge uppercut to the base of Natacha's left breast. Pain exploded in the blonde’s aching orb as it suddenly shot up and plopped right out of the confines of its bra cup. The crowd went wild and Victoria could only stare at Natacha's huge fake breast, perhaps in jealousy or physical attraction, as the mound had not a tan line to been seen. Layla still held on tightly, and Victoria reached out and slowly ran her fingernails down Natacha’s exposed orb, the blonde’s nickel sized nipple began hardening as the black gals nails slowly cruised over it.
