(Well based on the poll I posted the strip club option was leading by a fair margin so here is the third story involving Amanda)
During the following week after Amanda’s run in on the golf course with Joselyn I had numerous discussions with her about my new obsession with catfighting, much to her chagrin. We watched WWE just to see the Divas, I started visiting catfighting forums, I Googled and Binged videos, and Amanda thought I was some kinda weirdo. I wasn’t giving up! I begged to see her wrestle again, of course this time in a controlled atmosphere, and against a girl her own size. I pissed, moaned, groaned and pleaded with her wanting to she how she would hold up against a girl her own size, but she wouldn’t commit to another fight, nor would she flat out refuse! At first she blew me off, but I kept the pressure and constant nagging up, telling her how hot she was and what a turn on it would be for me to see her against an equal sized brunette. I pressed the issue like it was my job, past the point of even annoying myself and still nothing!
A few weeks later Amanda came home saying she had a surprise for my birthday. She was very tight lipped, but did tell me it involved going to a strip club, which immediately got my blood boiling as she had never been willing to go to one with me in the past. I was surprised when we walked into the strip club and it was packed with people…something was going on tonight. She grabbed my hand, walked me up to the booth, and talked to a shady looking fellow, before her waved over a bouncer. The muscle bound man smiled politely at us and then escorted us to a private table right near where a wrestling ring was set up. “Happy Birthday sweetie!” Amanda said. I was speechless! Her Birthday surprise for me was going to be a night of watching strippers wrestling…and we would be sitting only a few feet away from the action! I was shocked, what a great birthday present as I hadn’t really seen any live girls in action since Amanda and Joselyn went toe to toe on the golf course.
The first few matches were fairly non-eventful, nothing really stood out to me seeing as they featured mostly average looking girls. I was having a great time with Amanda who seemed to be getting into the action, yelling at the girls she didn’t like and cheering for the ones she did. The action definitely wasn’t scripted as the girls were putting their all in to win each contest as they would be paid a lot more cash for winning, and the referee tried to keep order in the matches as best as he could.
The next couple matches were awesome featuring some of the hotter strippers of the club, and these girls gave it their all to win. Tops were ripped off, bikini bottoms were pulled down, and I watched in awe, a lot of the strippers clearly didn’t like one another. A tiny little Asian girl wound up getting her ass kicked by an ugly looking red head who out weighed the poor girl by 100lbs, stripping her completely naked. The cool part was Amanda was totally into it, screaming watching the red head have her way with the tiny gal. A knockout brunette came out next, and the crowd went wild watching her get demolished by a black girl. The brunette was in tears, and I was shocked when the referee didn’t end the match when she screamed her submission. Apparently all of these matches required a pin fall and I gladly watched the brunette get worked over, begging for help as the black gal executed real wrestling moves against the little hottie. The sexy gal was already naked, sobbing, and screaming for help, but the crowd was just cheering the black girl on! Finally the sexy match ended when the black girl pinned the sobbing brunette finally ending her torment.
I was loudly clapping and cheering when Amanda looked over and whispered, “I’ll be back sweetie…the main event is coming up next!” I wasn’t sure how she knew that, but sure enough the DJ stood in the ring and yelled all to loudly into his microphone, “And now fans we have our mainnnnnnn evannnnttt of the evening!” The crowd grew rowdy, screaming and yelling as the DJ slowly continued, drawing this on, “We have one our favorites…our own little Gothic Schoolgirl!” the crowd grew loud and rowdy, “here is the lovely, the sexy, the talented…Come on down here… Cora!” Holy fuck! What a tall drink of water this sexy, stunning, stripper was. She was dressed as a gothic schoolgirl with black leather knee high boots with what had to be three-inch pencil tip stiletto heels. Cora’s legs were incredible, long, tan, and perfectly accentuated in those boots. The little black skirt hid hardly any of her thighs, and the top she had on was off the shoulder giving small glimpses of her perky breasts. She completed the look with pigtails pulled high on the sides of her head, and a little black rod with leather tips dangling from it. The crowd went crazy and I was screaming right along in eager anticipation of watching the beautiful gal in action. The DJ let the crowd settle down for a few seconds watching Cora work the crowd, waving out to the still screaming male fans.
Suddenly my phone got a text, and I was shocked to see it was from Amanda. I quickly read it wondering why the hell she was texting me, “This is your real present! You better enjoy this!” attached with a self-picture from a mirror…not just any picture but she was dressed in a tight red corset that barely held her boobs in and a matching bright red thong. Holy shit did she look good…but how the fuck did she send me the photo…and where the hell was she? The DJ’s yell broke my train of thought, “And making her debut tonight we got a bleached blonde stunner…that’s right folks this is her debbbbbutttt match…and she’s doing it as a birthday present for her boyfirend…what a lucky son of a bitch her man is!” My pulse quickened...there was no way she would be wrestling! The DJ yelled out, “With an eye popping 34D cup chest, tiny little 23 inch waist, and standing 5’5”…Here is the Amazzzzzzzzing Amanda!”
I was speechless when Amanda came out, and if possible the crowd was even louder seeing the blonde Goddess walking towards the ring. Holy shit did she look incredible! Decked out in her red lingerie, her light blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders and bouncing with each step. The bugle in my pants grew rock hard, as I watched her tits bounce around in the all to small corset, I really thought I was dreaming as she slid into the ring. I could see Amanda was nervous, but the good thing was Cora, while a few inches taller, wasn’t like those dikey muscular biker bitches that kicked the shit out of her. Cora waved the little black rod, snapping the leather tips in the air, “I can’t wait to whip your ass you fucking skank…I’m going to have a good time making you my bitch!” That stopped Amanda in her tracks, my girlfriend suddenly stood speechless, her stomach churned and her mouth dropped, but no response appeared forthcoming. The rowdy crowd on the other hand heard Cora and began to scream and yell, eagerly anticipated a great match up. Cora slashed the black rod in the air again, “You’re gonna beg me for mercy you little bitch…I’m going to break you!!!!!” Well, this isn’t what I was hoping for, as it appeared Cora was definitely in my girl’s head as Amanda suddenly looked over at me with a look of fear painted on her face.
The referee walked over and grabbed Cora’s little black rod, and called the girls to the center of the ring. It appeared Amanda was giving up about 3 inches in height to Cora, both girls stare eye to eye with one another while the referee went over the rules. “No closed fisted punches to the face, no outside interference, and no submissions, pin fall to three to win…anything else goes!” I heard him yell out. The girls walked to their corners, Amanda blowing me a kiss, still looking scared but the bell rang out to get the main event started. Slowly they make their way out of the corner of the ring, the crowd going absolutely ape shit watching these stunning goddess about to go at it. “Come on you little whore…let’s go!” Cora yells and slowly extends her arms over her head wanting to lock up with Amanda eager to engage in a test of strength with the slightly smaller and curvier blonde. Amanda looks over at me again, I began to wonder if she regretted doing this, and then slowly comes forward extending her hands ready to lock up and get her debut match under way.
My pulse pounded as it felt like all the blood was rushing to my penis in excitement as I watched with my eyes wide open, afraid to even blink. Their hands lock together and the girls begin pushing and shoving back and forth, it was clear to me I underestimated Cora’s strength as the Gothic Girl’s arms had a lot of muscular definition as they strained pushing against Amana’s. Amanda scrambled for footing, arms straining, but soon my girlfriend finds herself being driven backward and pushed across the ring. “You pathetic little bitch!” Cora screamed, rearing back and driving forward with surprising strength throwing the blonde back first into the turnbuckle. Amanda trips backward and was suddenly surprised as her backside met the corner ring ropes, while Cora proudly begins walking around the ring with her arms raised above her head yelling, “This is going to be a fuckin’ cakewalk!” The crowd is going crazy and I watch Amanda walking out of the corner a little more hesitantly as she sees Cora’s arms coming up above her head again wanting to lock up with the blonde. “Let’s go again bitch!” the Goth taunts and Amanda slowly walks forward bringing her hands up from her side. It was plainly evident Amanda didn’t really want to engage in another test of strength, but finally she locks up with the sexy Gothic schoolgirl. Their hands lock together and they go back and forth for a few seconds each pushing and shoving trying for the upper hand. Amanda seemed to be gaining traction and pushed the Gothic Girl backward, when suddenly Cora’s right leg shoots off the canvas and strikes the outside of Amanda’s knee.
“You Bitch” my girl howled. Instantly, Amanda’s leg buckles in response, the blonde loosing her grip in Cora’s hands and she struggled to stay on her feet. Spinning around her aching opponent, the Goth Schoolgirl steps up from behind and latches her arms around the blonde’s tiny waist, “Time to go for a ride you skank!” Cora hissed. Amanda lets out a sexy little groan as Cora’s arms tighten around her midsection and I watch speechlessly as my girlfriend is hoisted backward and suddenly lifted right in the air. Both of her heeled feet were pulled right off the canvas and Cora strained to lift her upward even higher before spinning around and driving both girls down to the canvas. “My backkk!” Amanda gasps as her back slams into the unforgiving mat, her upper body arcing in response to the surprising move, and I could only stare at her breasts, which wildly bounced around in her tiny corset. Cora bends over and helps herself to a thick handful of Amanda’s long locks, “Let’s go slut!” she hisses. “Eiiiihhhh!” Amanda’s cry of pain fills the air. Painfully pulling Amanda off the mat, Cora gives the blonde no rest and latches onto her forearm securing a tight grip. The sexy Goth begins whipping the dazed blonde around and around, spinning her in place in the middle of the ring. I watch Amanda awkwardly stumbling along in her heels, the blonde wildly spun in a circle and then Cora flings her shooting into the ropes. Amanda flies forward, hits the ropes and rebounds right back towards the center of the ring. Cora spreads her legs preparing for the rebounding blonde and at the last second the black haired schoolgirl shoots her right boot out slamming into the approaching beauties stomach. “Ummmpphphh!” Amanda moans and instantly staggers around the ring holding her aching stomach, gasping for breath, while I begin to shout encouragement to my girl.
Cora wastes no time and sees the hunched over hottie and helps herself to two handfuls of her long hair. “Myyyy Haaaaiiiiirrr!” Amanda shrieked as the blonde soon finds herself being ripped around the ring like a rag doll. I couldn’t help but notice the red thong working it’s way up Amanda’s crotch as she was hunched over and being hauled painfully around the ring. “Let me go you bitch!” Amanda yelled, wildly pawing at Cora’s hands. The Goth Schoolgirl violently spins the blonde round and round and then let’s her long hair go, Amanda gasping as she goes flying through the air. Things weren’t starting out so hot for my girlfriend and I winced watching her land chest first down on the canvas, her scalp ablaze with pain and both hands massaging it. Cora waved out to the roaring crowd for only a second and then kept her attention focused on the aching blonde beauty. The gothic woman again grabs Amanda’s long hair and begins prying her off the mat, painfully pulling Amanda to her feet. My girlfriend was hunched over and groaning, being roughly dragged across the ring when Cora reared back on her hair and flung backward into the corner. Amanda hits the padding with a groan and looks dazed, her arms splayed like spaghetti noodles, out and over either side of the turnbuckle.
I tried yelling to her, but the crowd was to loud and I watched on as Cora sped forward and drives a hard right cross into her midsection. Amanda groans and suddenly the gothic gal slides her hand down and forms a clamp shape and latches down on top of Amanda’s slingshot red thong. Holy fuck! A Crotch Claw, and I was speechless watching the sexy gothic schoolgirl’s hand tightly clamped on Amanda’s pussy. “Get off me you sick fuck!” Amanda shrieked, her incredible legs try to spring shut, but Cora’s hand is already lodged in place on her crotch. “I’m going to fuckin humiliate you bitch...I’ll show your man a real birthday present!!!” The Gothic girl screamed and slowly began rubbing her fingers back and forth over my girlfriend’s pussy. The crowd’s screams were deafening, and Cora was all smiles as her hand expertly worked over my girl’s womanhood, her fingers tightly clamping down and probing Amanda’s crotch through the thin thong. Cora’s fingers began working the material painfully deeper and deeper, and finally Amanda lunged forward and closed her thighs tightly, while her right forearm flew forward and slammed into Cora’s cheek. “You sicccck fuck!” Amanda screamed. The sudden blow stunned the Goth schoolgirl and Amanda sprang from the corner with her right arm outstretched catching Cora’s upper chest sending her back down to the canvas.
Cora starts to crawl up to her knees and Amanda charges forward and hammers Cora’s wide-open midsection with a huge snap kick, yelling “I’ll fuckin show you humiliation you dirty cxnt!” The roaring crowd screamed in appreciation, watching my girl turn things around so quickly, the blonde already cocked back her foot and let another kick fly blasting into the Goth’s chest. The sexy schoolgirl groans as her breasts were painfully mashed by the kick, the right orb almost popping out of her skintight top. Cora got no reprieve as Amanda kept the attack up, bending down and latching onto one of her pigtails. “How do you like it bitch!” Amanda screamed in rage and wildly begins tugging her opponent upward. Now it’s Cora’s face that contorts in pain, the Gothic gal violently ripped off the mat by her hair and dragged to her feet. I was shocked, and loudly cheering my girl on watching Amanda latch onto Cora’s forearm and spins her round and round firing her into the turnbuckle. The Goth slams back first into the corner and Amanda charges forward ready to take the fight to the aching brunette. “How does this feel?” Amanda asks, steps up and begins sending hard stinging crosses and jabs to Cora’s midsection, and I was speechless watching Amanda’s wild side coming out. Cora’s stomach and chest are peppered with backhands and punches before the Goth is finally able to push the blonde back to the center of the ring with a surprising burst of strength, buying her some much needed recovery time. Amanda was driven a few feet back and the blonde quickly stepped right back up, latched onto Cora’s arm and pulled her out of the corner. Again the blonde starts to spin the Goth girl around and goes to whip Cora into the ropes.
Cora quickly caught her footing, and then suddenly reverses the move sending Amanda shooting into the ropes. The gothic girl rushes forward charging after her opponent and goes for a clothesline, which somehow Amanda was able to avoid. Just as Cora spins back around my girlfriend is right there waiting for her and sends a hard kick into her midsection. “Ummmph” The Goth doubles over and Amanda sends a double axe handle into her upper back driving her right back down to the canvas. Amanda looked to die for, her ass swishing side to side as she slowly began parading around the ring, arms over head and the crowd showing there support for the blonde stunner. Oh shit…“Pay attention!” I hopelessly yell out which is lost in the roars and screams of the crowd. I watched Cora lying on her chest and my showboating girlfriend begins making her way to the corner. What the hell is she doing I wonder, watching as Amanda begins crawling up the ropes...why the fuck did we watch WWE wrestling, what in God’s name is she thinking? Tentatively her heeled feet stop on the second rope, the gorgeous blonde again waving out to the roaring crowd, but it was to late and again my screams of warning fell on deaf ears. Just as my girlfriend turns around to face her opponent, Amanda’s mouth hands open in surprise as Cora is no longer sprawled on the mat. Instead the gothic schoolgirl is already on her feet, and the blonde never had a chance to leap off the ropes. The diminutive Goth grabs Amanda and pulls her off the middle rope, the blonde’s ass ripped from its perch on the turnbuckle. Suddenly Amanda’s eyes go wide in fear gasps, her body is being hoisted in the air and the smaller Goth pulls her opponent away from the ropes, literally carrying her across her shoulder in a fireman’s carry. The gothic girl slowly walks around the ring carrying her blonde trophy around effortlessly, Amanda wildly kicking her feet hoping to spring loose. Cora walks back over so she is only standing a few feet away from the ropes and smiles at me, almost as if she knew I was Amanda’s boyfriend. The Goth dives backward towards the ropes, and I watch in stunned shock as Amanda’s neck is driven square into the top ropes.
Amanda flew down to the mat and was writhing in pain, the momentum from hitting the top rope crushing her windpipe, leaving her laying face first on the canvas totally stunned from the jarring move. “Get up!” I screamed, and watched as Cora once again reaches down and latches onto Amanda’s hair. “Ohhhh sweetie you should have finished me when you had the chance!” the schoolgirl yelled, and the blonde suddenly finds herself being dragged up to her feet again. Amanda is groggily standing and the Goth quickly shoves the blonde’ head between her incredible thighs, God I loved Cora’s legs. Amanda’s ass begins shaking side to side, her hands pushing against the Goth’s legs. “Leetttt me goooo!” Amanda yelled out, her head tightly trapped between her opponent’s thighs and pinned in place. “Fuck you!” Cora yells and her right arm flies up and then slams down into Amanda’s back, the blonde wanting to go down to the canvas but is still held tightly in place. The crowd on the other side of the arena get one hell of a great view of Amanda’s thong covered ass swishes back and forth. “You’re going to feel some pain you dirty little bitch!” Cora hissed, and began reining down punches squarely into the blonde’s upper back. Amanda moaned in agony, thuds filled the air and after six straight punches the blonde’s aching body was about to crumple down to the canvas as Cora was loosing her grip on her head. The Goth felt the blonde’s head breaking free and Cora quickly latched onto the back of Amanda’s sexy red corset, and began ripping upward as the blonde crumpled downwards to mat.
Things were going to get interesting as Amanda’s body wanted to go down with gravity, yet Cora held tightly on the top of the corset and was wagging a war pulling upward. I watched with eyes wide open as slowly the corset was inching upward, and Amanda’s incredible body was working its way down toward the canvas. The tug of war continued and the crowd screeched and screamed, and the audience finally got what they wanted when Amanda’s body slinks down to the canvas…Cora still holding the red corset. The blonde gasps in shock; her incredible tits on display for all to see.
“Dear god those tittiesss look good!” Cora teased tossing the corset to the side, and the crowd’s roar grew louder, everyone screaming “tits”, or “show her breasts”. I watched my girl lying chest down with her hands covering her exposed orbs, wondering just what she would do now. Cora gives Amanda no chance to mount any offense and quickly bends down latching onto Amanda’s wrists prying her left arm from her orb. Amanda’s breasts flopped about her chest as the Gothic Schoolgirl began ripping the topless beauty right back up to her feet. My girl’s hands came up to cover her free hanging breasts and that proved costly as Cora’s forearm hammered into the side of her head. Amanda groaned and quickly she was pulled forward and her head was driven down and slid right back between the Goth’s thighs.
I watched Amanda’s free hanging tits flopping around as she squirmed back and forth trying to pull free of the gothic girl’s standing leg clamp. “Lettttt GOOOO!!!! Amanda wails and her ass shakes side to side but she is firmly trapped in place bent over at waist level, her exposed breasts providing two delectable targets to the Goth gal. “Ohhhh its fun time now baby doll!” Cora exclaims, with an evil look in her eye as her hands reach down and latch onto Amanda’s full free hanging breasts. “Gettt the fuck offff me you sick cxnt!” Amanda screams, and I watch in awe, as the sexy brunette’s hands encompass as much titflesh as she can hold, Amanda wildly screaming at Cora to no avail. Suddenly Amanda gasps as Cora takes one orb in each hand and begins to sexily fondle the blonde’s free hanging exposed mammaries. “What the fuck is wrrrrroonng with you!” Amanda wails out as her breasts are playfully squeezed. What a site, I sat speechless watching my girl’s tits being sexily worked over, Cora squeezing and kneading Amanda’s ample bosom. “God how much silicone is stuffed in here baby?” Cora asked, her hands unable to contain each massive mound of breast flesh. 600CC in each tit, and worth every penny, I thought in answer to her question
It seemed like Cora smiled at me again, and then the schoolgirl began to twist and tweak Amanda’s oh so sensitive beef tips again causing the blonde to gasp at being violated. “Please…this is sick…let go!” Amanda yelled from her position between Cora’s thighs still held in place. Red thong covered ass swishing side to side, the blonde sending week slaps into Cora’s legs, but it’s having no effect on the Gothic gal. “Mmmmmmm you have big beefy nipples! I’m gonna love playing with these!” Cora yelled out continuing to tweak and twist Amanda’s tender tips. The stimulated blonde gasps as her nipples are now rock hard and being lightly tugged and pulled on, while the crowd is going ballistic. Cora loves every second of not only fondling the gorgeous gal’s incredible set of tits, but the reaction she is getting from my girlfriend, and the crowd. My girl lets out another sexy moan as Cora is really going to town on the blonde’s rock hard nipples, turning and twisting them lightly.
Her thong covered ass swished wildly in place and Amanda is throwing punches desperately trying to shake free from the hold, but can’t get anything behind her wild swings bent over like she is. Cora shows no signs of stopping her erotic assault and proudly continues working over my girlfriend’s over stimulated nipples. “God these things stick out an inch!” Cora says in shock, commenting on how erect the gorgeous blonde’s nipples have become. “Well with pleasure sometimes come pain baby doll!” Cora yells out and then lightly pinches the extended tips between her nails eliciting a shriek of pain. Amanda is wildly trying to break away from the head scissor but is helpless and can only endure the erotic assault. “Now this is going to hurt…I promise!” Cora smiles and then pinches her fingernail tips together. “EEEEEIIHHHH!!!!” Poor Amanda’s shriek could have broke glass, and I sadly watched as her overly sensitive nipples were being gouged and ripped into by Cora’s manicured talons. I could only imagine the pain my girl was going through, normally she would yell at me if I bit down on her nipples even lightly during sex…this must be pure torture. The evil Goth slightly changes targets and goes back to the blonde’s breast flesh, again fondling the full orbs between her fingers. Cora never lets up and caresses her helpless opponents breasts and a long moan of pleasure escapes my girlfriend’s lips. The crowd can’t believe the action they are seeing as Cora just continues to fondle Amanda’s incredible tits. Another minute of pleasure and utter embarrassment pass by and finally Cora’s thighs unclasp from around the blonde’s head and the humiliated and over sexed blonde falls to the canvas.
“You liked that didn’t you, you dirty little slut!” Cora smiled evilly. Amanda can’t believe the hellacious and erotic hold she was forced to endure, but my girlfriend has no time to digest the pleasure she felt as Cora bent down and latched onto her hair yet again. Painfully Amanda’s head was pulled to the side and her breasts flopped about on her chest, both nickel sized nipples rock hard and standing at attention. Once again the blonde was dragged right back up to her feet. The topless Goddess got no rest as Cora’s arm slid between her thighs, and my girlfriend seemed to be effortlessly hoisted in the air and body slammed right back down to the canvas. Amanda lies on the canvas with her arms and legs splayed out to the sides, her exposed breasts quivering from the powerful slam, shocked at Cora’s strength. The Goth gives the blonde no rest, again bending down and latching onto her forearm. Securing a grip on the blonde’s wrist, the brunette pulls and tugs the beauty back up to her feet. Once her opponent is off the mat, Cora’s grip tightens on Amanda’s arm and begins spinning the topless beauty around the center of the ring, the crowd going wild watching Amanda’s breasts wildly flopping around. Amanda’s arm is suddenly released and she stumbles awkwardly into the ropes, rebounding back toward the awaiting Goth. Amanda finds herself on the receiving end of the Goth’s outstretched boot, blasting into her chest. The blonde’s exposed breasts took the impact full on and immediately her gorgeous face contorted in pain, and the beauty spun on her heels, arms cupping her suddenly stinging chest.
Cora springs forward latching onto Amanda’s hair and violently began pulling the blonde beauty over toward the ring ropes. Cora points right at me, smiles, and then she pushes my girlfriend’s head in between the top and middle rope. The brunette begins jamming Amanda’s upper body between the top and the middle ring rope, the blonde’s stomach lying on the middle rope, while the top rope is draped down on her back. Cora reaches up and secures a tight two-handed grip on the blonde’s long hair from inside the ring. Things were about to get worse for my girl, whose eyes shot open in surprise as pain flared to life in her scalp. Oh what a view the crowd got on my side of the club as Amanda’s upper body was painfully being pulled backward into the ring. The middle ring rope simultaneously began driving her lower body outward and the blonde’s head was wildly ripped backward by her long locks, a scream of pain filling the air. The Goth smiles out as Amanda is shrieking, her exquisite body can only bend so far back while the ropes push her lower body forward. I must say my girlfriend was quiet a sight to see, her exposed breasts heaving seductively towards the sky as she thrashes side to side trying to get free of the ropes while her head pointed straight up at the ceiling from the painful hair hold. Cora holds her tightly in place and I watch on as the trapped beauty just continues to struggle against the ropes, and it seems she can only shriek helplessly stuck in place. Cora rips back on Amanda’s hair really stretching the blonde’s body unnaturally backward, a long cry of agony bellowing from Amanda’s quivering lips. Amanda’s right leg finally kicks out catching Cora’s shin, and the gothic girl is angrily forced to release her hold on the blonde’s hair. Amanda took a few seconds to free herself from the ropes and pulled her body back into the ring, right back into the enraged Goth’s arms.
Amanda groaned in sudden pain as the Goth quickly twisted the blonde’s right arm behind her putting her in a perfect arm bar. I watched as my girl grimaced when Cora twisted up on her arm lifting and pulling it up in the air, her shoulder exploding in sudden pain. Amanda soon was forced up on her tip toes as the pain was rapidly mounting in her shoulder, her exposed breasts were thrust up seductively as her back was being arched back in the rough hold. Cora kept pulling up on the blonde’s wrist and repeatedly rammed her own shoulder into Amanda causing the twisting hold to be even more painful. The blonde’s left hand was trying to punch at Cora, but soon the topless beauty was shoved shoulder first into the corner turnbuckle. Cora walked forward and pulled Amanda out of the corner by her aching right arm and twisted it again as Amanda bent over trying to relieve some of the searing pain in her shoulder. Cora fired her left knee square into Amanda’s tight abs dropping the blonde to a knee while the Goth still kept hold of her arm. Cora pulled backward and dragged Amanda up off the mat by the arm and threw her across the ring into the ropes. The aching blonde rebounded and Cora caught Amanda with a hard knee to the gut, instantly the blonde crumpling over in pain while sucking in air. Cora slid behind my hunched over girlfriend and wrapped her arm around Amanda’s head. Cora tightened her grip and before Amanda could struggle free, the Goth dropped down backward driving Amanda’s model like face to the mat in a perfect DDT. Amanda’s face barreled into the canvas and the aching blonde rolled onto her back groggily, her left arm limp and her right coming up to her aching head.
Cora wasted no time, springing forward and grabbed Amanda by one of her heeled feet. The Schoolgirl continued the attack on my girlfriend, and I watched as Amanda uselessly raised her hands to defend herself, but the Gothic Gal easily pushed them aside and snatched a handful of Amanda’s hair. The blonde screamed in pain when the brunette wildly pulled and tugged her up to her feet, but finally Amanda did something and violently raked her nails across Cora’s face. The gorgeous brunette shrieked and both hands came up to her face, “You fuckin’ cxnt!” Amanda screamed wildly. Amanda was in pain and aching, but kept up the offense and grabbed Cora by the wrist prying her hands from her face. Finally my girl was turning things around and I smiled as she spun around and flung the brunette in an Irish Whip sending the schoolgirl flying across the ring. Cora found herself slamming back first into the opposite corner of the ring, with her arms draping over the top rope, the impact temporarily stunning the brunette. Just as Cora’s head raised slightly, her eyes shot open as she saw Amanda charging at her and then the blonde hottie’s body slammed into her driving the schoolgirl violently into the turnbuckle. Amanda never let up and again grabbed Cora’s wrist pulling the stunned brunette forward, sending the Goth gal barreling into the opposite corner yet again. Cora’s body sped forward and this time she wasn’t able to turn around, her perky tits meeting the unrelenting turnbuckle, an a sexy moan of pain coming from her mouth. Amanda again charged across the ring, this time lowering her upper body and slamming her shoulder into the small of Cora’s back. The brunette gasped with pain and her hands immediately shot down to massage the searing pain.
The crowd was on it’s feet watching the topless blonde seizing control of the match, and my girl never slowed. Amanda’s hands came up to the back of Cora’s top and a roar filled the air as the zipper slowly began making it’s way downward, the material began working its way down over Cora’s breasts. Fuck I loved Cora’s tits, and couldn’t tell if they were natural of fake, but man were they perfect, with big brown areolas smack dab in the center of each of her meaty orbs. Amanda was in rage and violently latched onto the schoolgirl’s pigtails, painfully yanking the brunette out of the corner and whipping her to the mat. Cora shrieked as she landed sharply on her ass, and her top continued sliding down her heaving breasts resting around her tight stomach. Cora sat on the mat seething, the Gothic gal already had a plan forming and she let Amanda grab a hold of her ponytail. I watched as my girl ripped the schoolgirl off the mat, but suddenly I winced and watched in horror as Cora’s forearm came flying off the mat. Cora was halfway off the mat and her forearm landed solidly between the thighs of my girlfriend, crushing her pussy. Amanda stopped dead in her tracks, her hands leaving Cora’s hair, and her mouth hung open in a silent scream as her body went numb. I watched in shock as slowly Amanda’s eyes began to close and like a sack of brick my girlfriend crumpled to the mat with both hands massaging her aching crotch.
“You are beyond dead you fuckin bleached blonde good for nothing whore!” Cora yelled grabbling onto Amanda’s ankle. The blonde has no idea what is happening to her, and is in far too much pain to be concerned right away. Cora begins to position her left leg over Amanda’s right knee then slowly spins around so she is now facing away form her dazed opponent. Cora quickly reaches down, grabbing the blonde’s left leg and bends up on her right leg positioning it above her knees. Holy shit! I watched in horror, figuring Cora was going to be applying a figure four leg lock! Where the hell does a stripper learn a move like this! Cora’s right leg was now through both of Amanda’s legs and the brunette’s fell backward and twisted, quickly hooking her left leg over Amanda’s foot. A shriek filled the air as Amanda’s knee violently exploded with pain, the blonde’s upper body flipping off the mat, her arms trying to come up and pry Cora’s legs off hers.
Amanda was helpless…there was just no way I could see her getting out of the hold! The blonde wildly swiped at Cora’s legs, but the Gothic Schoolgirl looked like she was trying to inflict some serious damage and began pushing her body off the mat, while driving down with her ankle that was hooked over Amanda’s foot. Amanda’s body tensed and every muscle in her body was taut straining to get out of the hold, her head whipping side-to-side screaming in terror as the pain in her knee was beyond intense. “My Goooddd!!!! I GIVE!!! PLLEASEEEE” Amanda wailed at the top of her lungs, but since submissions didn’t matter, my girl was in serious trouble. Cora was twisting and turning on the mat, putting everything she had into hurting Amanda, and the blonde was pounding the canvas, her breasts flopping around her chest. The hold entered its second minute and Amanda was still shrieking, her knee feeling like it was going to be torn apart. Amanda knew she needed to something, anything to break the hellacious pain and dug her palms into the mat. Putting everything she had into it, my girl pushed down, her arms straining and began trying to crawl to the ropes. She got about two feet, and her arms gave out, her upper body crashing down to the mat, bringing a whole another round of pain as the fall tweaked her knee. The crowd was screaming watching Amanda getting nowhere in breaking the crippling hold, but after almost two minutes of pure hell, Cora finally released my screaming beauty.
I didn’t know what to do, but figured there was no way Amanda could go on…but Cora didn’t seem nearly finished. Cora took a few seconds catching her breath, and then the Gothic schoolgirl scrambled back up to her feet with a look of rage on her face. Amanda sobbed as Cora helped herself to two handfuls of bleached blonde hair, and painfully the schoolgirl yanked the aching Goddess off the mat. Amanda’s knee instantly gave out, I really hoped it was just numb, and nothing happened to her ligaments. Judging by the pain washing over her face, I figured there was a 50% chance of either. Ripping Amanda right back up painfully by her long locks, Cora drove forward and slammed Amanda face first into the turnbuckle. Amanda groaned as she felt her beautiful face being driven into the harsh leather padding, and I could see she was almost out on her feet. The brunette never slowed and reared back and then pushed down again mashing her model like face first into the turnbuckle. Again and again, like a woman possessed, Cora wildly drove the face of the goddess into the turnbuckle. The crowd got into the action and they loudly counted every time Amanda’s face got slammed down. When the count reached 10, Cora finally let go of Amanda’s hair, allowing her to crumple groggily down onto the canvas holding her aching face.
“Get up!” I uselessly screamed to my girl to no avail and watched as the Gothic Gal casually bent down and dragged Amanda up by her limp wrist. Amanda’s gimped along, unable to put her weight on her knee, and was pushed back first into the turnbuckle, her head lolling side to side. Cora cocked her arm back and shot forth a brutal punch that landed square into Amanda’s ribcage. Amanda’s body jostled in response to the hammering blow, the wind shot from her and she involuntarily hunched forward feeling paralyzed as her arms lifted to cover her aching belly. Cora grabbed Amanda by the arm, spun her around and forced her back into the corner again. This time the Gothic Gal wedged her left hand onto Amanda’s throat, holding the blonde’s pretty face erect while squeezing her hand around her neck. Cora had her free arm cocked, but Amanda had her eyes closed gasping for air, and my girlfriend was clueless to the devastating right cross that the schoolgirl landed square into the center of Amanda’s tight stomach. A whoomph filed the air as Cora’s fist sunk several inches into Amanda’s tummy before it rebounded back out, my girlfriend collapsing forward coughing and gagging. I could see Amanda had tears in her eyes, struggling to breath, and tried to somehow fight the pain that was pulsing through her body.
Cora pulled Amanda’s slumped over body towards the ropes and slammed a huge right cross hammering into her ribs again. My girl groaned in pain, and I prayed Cora would just end this…Amanda was done, please just pin her. The Gothic girl didn’t slow and suddenly two more jarring punches shot forward hammering each side of Amanda’s stomach, completely knocking the breath out of her. Cora latched onto Amanda’s limp forearm, pulling it from her aching belly and dragged the stumbling Goddess to the side of the ring, placing her back against the ropes. Both of my girl’s arms were sprayed outward, limply dangling over the top rope, and her wide-open midsection took another crushing right hook square into her belly button. Amanda’s head rolled side to side, and Cora acted quickly reaching down grabbing the middle rope and began pulling it upward. Oh fuck! I had seen this done in fake scripted wrestling…and I silently prayed it wouldn’t work in real life. I watched on in horror as the middle ring rope was pulled upward and Cora began inter twisting the ropes. In seconds my helpless girlfriend’s wrists were locked in place, the middle rope wound around the top rope crucifying the topless blonde Goddess in place, her thong covered ass sitting on the bottom rope. Amanda’s eyes opened wide in shock, terror filling her body and her arms weren’t responding when she tried to cover her aching stomach. Cora smiled and walked around with her hands over her head, “Scream you slut…I want to hear you beg me!” she yelled taunting my poor helpless girlfriend who weekly pulled and tugged trying to pry her arms free.
Cora slowly approached Amanda whose hair shot side to side, “Please…please….leave me alone!” my girl was pleading and begging the Gothic Girl to leave her alone. Cora stood inches away, seemingly relishing watching my girlfriend’s body bucking in place, “Beg me you bleached blonde slut!” Cora screamed and drove a hard right fist square into Amanda’s tight stomach. An UMPH filled the air as the wind shot from the bound beauty, her belly aching from the crushing blow. “So you decided to get in the ring for your boyfriend you dumb bitch!” Cora screamed and a second stinging closed fist slammed into her stomach. Amanda groaned, her shapely thong covered ass resting on the bottom ropes keeping her suspended, her arms tightly bound between the top two ring ropes. Amanda just shook her head side-to-side “Please stop! I can’t take anymore!” she begged and pleaded, tears coating her eyes as she had no way out of her predicament. “Was it worth it whore?” Cora screamed, squaring up and slamming a third punch hammering home catching my girl just above her tiny red thong. Amanda groaned as what little breath she had left shot from her body, her long blonde hair now strewn about and most was hanging down covering her breasts as her head hung lifelessly forward. The blonde’s lips quivered, as she was totally at the Gothic School Girl’s mercy, and she could only beg, “I’m sorry…just let me go!” Cora laughed and another shot flew forward blasting flush in her ribcage, “Why the fuck would I let you go? I’m just getting started!” Amanda’s heart sank, “My god please I can’t take anymore!” she whimpered.
Finally Amanda’s trashing paid off and her left arm broke free of the wrist restraint. Cora saw Amanda fiddling with the ropes and quickly took advantage of the blonde’s distracted attention. Amanda’s angelic face pursed in pain, “EIHHHHHHH!” the gorgeous blonde wailed in agony as she was yanked off away from the ropes by two handfuls of her hair. Amanda was slightly hunched over and the blonde never got her bearing as the Goth Schoolgirl’s knee barreled upward and slammed into the blonde’s lower stomach catching her just above her thong. “Oomph” The blonde’s gasped as the wind left her tiny frame but Cora still had her tight grip upon Amanda’s hair and wildly began ripping her about like a rag doll. “Does that hurt slut?” Cora taunted as she yanked Amanda forward away from the ropes. A shriek of pain filled the air as Amanda was pulled painfully around the ring, but Cora finally let go of her long locks and slammed her boot hammering into Amanda’s aching knee. The blonde’s leg instantly buckled and gave out and Amanda dropped down onto the mat into a kneeling position, her long hair wild and disheveled and a look of fear painted on her face as Cora stalked forward. “You should work in this club with how much you go down on your knees slut!” Cora screamed as she brought her knee flying forward slamming squarely into Amanda's right breast. The gorgeous blonde’s face contorted in pure agony, as her ample breast flesh was painfully flattened against her chest bone and sent her down to the canvas in agony.
Cora bends down and flips my girlfriend over, who suddenly finds herself lying stomach first on the mat. “Time to have some fun Sweetie Pie!” Cora screams out and slowly begins placing her boots down above each of Amanda’s knees. Carefully maintaining her balance, the sexy Goth Schoolgirl begins bending Amanda’s legs up, hooking them around her own knees. Pain flares in Amanda’s legs and just as her arms come back, Cora reaches forward grabbing onto both of the blonde’s wrists. Like Bigfoot, people claim to have witnessed it, but it was a move from the legend books. “Wooo Hooo!” Cora yells out and falls backwards locking Amanda in a Romero, or Mexican Ceiling, hold. Instant pain exploded in Amanda’s shoulder blades and the blonde screamed wildly when she was suddenly lifted off the ground. Cora continues downward and suddenly Amanda’s glistening body is lifted skyward in the sexiest wrestling hold imaginable…her body on complete display in the air. The pressure increased ten fold in her shoulders, her long hair wildly whipped about, and her exposed breasts were flopping around. I had never seen the hold done on a female, and oh my God was it an erotic display.
Amanda could only shake her head, her arms held tightly in place, her legs bent over Cora’s trapped and immobile. Amanda incredible body was held in the air, proudly on display wearing only her sling shot red thong, and the blonde screamed for release. Her head whipped back and forth, long hair spraying outward, but was clueless how to wiggle free from the grueling hold. “Please…please I give up…I give!”
“Yeah that’s it baby doll, keep begging!” Amanda taunted my trapped girlfriend. The hold seemed to go on forever, and if it weren’t my girlfriend shrieking like a banshee I would have loved watching the sexy exhibition. I watched Amanda’s arms wiggling but held tightly, bent straight back behind her, her entire body shaking trying to break free. Cora finally grew tired of the sexy hold and let Amanda’s body flop to the mat, the blonde to sore to even know what part of her aching body to hold. Amanda got no rest as Cora was already on her feet, reaching down and latching onto the blonde’s wildly disheveled golden mane.
Cora let go of the blonde’s hair and quickly began snacking her arms inside of Amanda’s, sliding her hands under the blonde’s arm pits, the blonde’s arms were totally limp and my girl didn’t even try to fight back. Amanda’s arms were being pulled over her head, and the blonde still was clueless as to what the Goth was doing to her. In a few seconds Cora’s arms were securely in place and suddenly the blonde’s acing body was displayed for all to see, trapped in the center of the ring in a Full Nelson. Arms raised high over her head and her shoulders pulled back tightly against Cora’s firm body, Amanda's glistening beaten body was slowly led forward and the crowd was going apeshit! “Stop! Please…I’m begging you…just let me go!” Amanda screamed for release but Cora roughly forced her forward towards the ropes. Cora was all smiles, and yelled, “Oh yeah…your little body feels goooood against mine…let’s go for a little walk and show you off to everyone!” Amanda’s aching knee kept buckling in pain, but Cora held tightly and slowly walked around the ring, displaying my girlfriend’s near naked body around and around to all sides of the ring. Amanda was to beaten to fight back, struggling to walk on her damaged knee, her long hair strewn everywhere. Cora proudly paraded her trophy from side to side, relishing walking the defeated blonde slowly around the ring. Amanda’s bucking and thrashing was doing little, the blonde not even able to put pressure on her leg yet, and Cora began stopping at each side of the ring so everyone in attendance got a view.
After going around the ring at least three times Cora broke the Full Nelson, Amanda’s body slumping to the ground in a heap, sprawled spread eagle on the canvas. Cora finally seemed to be done with her destruction of the blonde, and the Schoolgirl painfully drove her boot heel into Amanda’s right breast and yelled for the DJ to count. The count was a formality at this point, the crowd continuing to scream and chant wildly, and even with the pain tearing through her breast Amanda’s hands barely moved to defend herself, lying on the canvas. The DJ got to three, but Cora yelled back, “I want a ten count on this cxnt!” The schoolgirl was still digging her stiletto heel into Amanda’s breast and the DJ began a slow count, which the rowdy crowd began echoing along. The topless Schoolgirl stood with her tone arms flexed, and allowed the count to reach 10, Amanda still lying on her back barely moving.
The DJ awarded Cora the match and the schoolgirl bends down, grabs Amanda’s red corset apparently as a keepsake and leaves the ring. Amanda lay in the ring on her back, barely stirring and I was truly surprised at how badly she got her ass kicked…this should make for an interesting ride home tonight.
(Please provide some comments as to what you thought of the story, and maybe ideas for future encounters with Amanda. I am looking to pen a tale with Joselyn next I think)
Witness - Karsa Orlong
