[Kayla]

OK, here's the story - which also features Abby's wife, Laurie, again cheering Jessie (& Emma) on, to try & beat me (& Heather) - the BITCH!   She just can't seem to accept that Abby has chosen the better woman! LOL!    

For those interested in more background, the previous story in this series, with links to those preceding it, is available at: "The Final UFC Showdown" - http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,5296.0.html

Hope you enjoy - please comment which often adds a pinch of spice to the story!  

Please note I'm first posting Parts 1 and 2, which are the PROLOGUE to the Tagteam Fight, and will then tomorrow or Fri post the CONCLUSION in the same thread.

Hugs
Kayla

Lovers' Tagteam Brawl

by Abbyfights  

with help from Jessika with posting the enclosed pic at the end


WARNING:   This is a tale erotic FANTASY that contains scenes of extreme violence that may upset or offend some readers.  Please consider hitting your "Back Button" and read no further.   The authors sincerely wish that NO REAL violence or harm to come to ANY person at ANY time, nor do we wish to offend the sensibilities of any reader.  

Note: The outcome of the Lover's Brawl below was determined by a card game.

Part 1:  The Dream

"...From the small barred window of the preparation chamber, I saw the four warriors standing at attention.  They were in teams of two, each woman joined to her partner with a thick five-foot long leather strap tied to an ankle.  They were nearly naked, as I would soon be.  Attached to a studded  strip of leather  which hung low on their hips, was a small metal triangle which only ceremonially covered their sex.  They wore sandals with laces tied at mid-calf.  Each held a small circular shield, and was armed with a short, thick-bladed sword, and a dagger fitted into a sheath that was attached to the hip-strap.  The survivors would live to fight and love again.  The vanquished would  be carried lifeless from the deadly stage after their blood had soaked the sand of the arena floor while thousands clamoured and cheered.  

My docile attendant pulled my loose-fitting robe over my head and began to oil my naked body as the two teams of Gladiatrixes faced each other with their swords pointed at the sky.   All four were initially cautious...their movements slow and deliberate...whatever strategy they had in their minds constantly modified by the actions of their rivals.  As my slave spread a thin layer of oil over my large, round breasts, my nipples plumped and firmed.   I shuddered slightly as her hands traveled over my belly and reached the insides of the tops of my muscular thighs.  I quivered a bit and gasped softly as her fingers brushed my thick outer labia.  

"If you win your duel, might I please you tonight?"  She whispered.  "I pray the gods protect you."

I ignored her.  My thoughts were on survival, not pleasure.

The arena became a cacophony of noise, filled with the spectators' shouts, the clang of sword striking sword and shield, and the grunts, shrieks and screams of the combatants.  As I intently watched the women in the arena, I didn't see my partner-to-be enter the preparation room.

 A young, big breasted, henna-haired gladiatrix was the first to die.  Her brunette foe had her shield held wide after blocking her side-arm slash.  It was the opportunity the redhead was waiting patiently for.  She snarled and lunged, with her sword aimed at the chest of her opponent, but was denied by a dextrous flick of the side-stepping brunette's sword.  Her thrust so deflected, and with her sword arm momentarily useless, driven off to the side by the brunette's skillful parry, she was vulnerable for a brief second.  The brunette's lightning-quick thrust was straight and true, transfixing the redhead between her heavy, pendulous breasts.  A brief, loud grunt was the last sound to escape her lips as she fell dead, face first in the sand.

"If I am to die today" I thought, "let it be that way.....quickly........"

The redhead's teammate was now in dire straights, facing two foes, and being saddled with a dead body attached to her ankle that severely restricted her movements.  She didn't dare risk slashing down at the leather ankle strap to sever herself from her defeated partner, for to do so would leave herself completely vulnerable...even if only for seconds... to two opponents.... and seconds was all it would take.  She kept her sword poised defensively, and managed to thwart a number of potentially killing thrusts.   But still she proved easy prey.  Within moments of her partner's fall, her own eyes widened as an adversary's sword plunged into her back.  She gasped and clutched at the bloody blade as it exited just beneath the underside of her breast.  

The triumphant pair of women raised their bloody weapons, but the disappointed throng loudly voiced its displeasure at the brevity of the combat.  

I turned away from the window and was startled to see my partner being oiled as I was moments earlier.  She was lovely.  A tall, slender woman with coffee-colored skin, she had short, very dark hair and sparkling brown eyes.  Despite her slim build, there was great muscular definition in her  arms, shoulders and thighs.  Her small round breasts stood high on her chest, their dark brown nipples rigid with anticipation.  A look of grim determination covered her beautiful face.  We didn't speak, nor did we have to.  A long look into each others eyes said all that was necessary.  We knew our lives depended on each other.

Our ankle and hip straps secured, and our sandals tied, we were soon face to face with our opponents.   I recognized them from the gladiatrix colony.  The two blonde Amazons, similarly dressed and armed as we, were skillful, dangerous opponents.  At the signal to begin, our swords sliced through the damp air, clanging and crashing together.  For what seemed like hours the four of us lunged, parried, blocked, feinted....ducked and moved....shouting and grunting as we called on all the strength and skill at our command.  Finally  I could sense the larger of our blonde opponents, the one with whom I had been dueling grimly, begin to tire.  Her movements slowed and her full breasts and rounded belly heaved with exertion and heavy breathing.  I caught two of her weakening strikes on my shield and slashed hard to my right as I ducked, scything my sword well below her blade that was now whistling above my head.  I was pulled suddenly, sharply to the left by the strap tied at my ankle as I heard a gasp from my brunette partner and the thud of a dropped sword hitting the ground.  I lost my balance and fell but out of the corner of my eye I saw my sword cut into the softness the blonde's belly. My worthy opponent shrieked in agony as my blade sliced into her body.  She looked down in horror and disbelief as her blood poured from the ugly horizontal wound just above her hip strap.  I stood up quickly and turned to my right to face my remaining opponent.   My young brunette partner was on her knees, both hands desperately clutching the stab wound in her naked belly, just below her deep, wide navel.  My gaze remained on her once so pretty, now grimacing face for only a second......she looked up at me, there was pain in her eyes, but no fear.......she knew she was dying......I turned my eyes to my snarling foe....TOO LATE !!....her sword was headed straight for the valley between my soft breasts..........."

Heather's whole body shook for a few moments as she woke.  She reached out for Kayla, asleep next to her on her side, facing away.  She held Kayla's hip and pulled herself to her, pressing her body into her lover's smooth back and buttocks.  She reached over Kayla's body with her right arm and began to caress her small breasts and silken belly.  Kayla soon stirred and awakened.

"Kayla dear."

"......g...g....good... morning my love..."   Kayla stretched her arms and yawned.

"Kayla, I just had the most vivid dream."  Heather pressed her cheek into her lover's upper back.  " We were gladiatrixes.....teammates.....bound together in the arena, fighting two blondes to the death.....thousands were cheering....screaming for blood."

"Hmmmmm, great dream... sounds  soooo exciting.....what a vivid imagination you have....."  Kayla smiled and took hold of Heather's hands that were gently cupping her breasts and pressed them harder to the small, soft mounds.

"But Kayla,...... we died......We fought well, but we were KILLED......You fell first....you took a sword thrust.... here."  Heather slid her right hand down the front of Kayla's body.  The warmth of Kayla's belly felt so good beneath her palm.  "I was about to take a lethal strike straight to my HEART when I woke up !!   I'm frightened."

"But it was a dream, Heather.....just a dream......"

"Dreams have meaning, Kayla.  You know that."

"Dreams are just dreams, sweet Heather.  Nobody knows what they mean."

"Kayla we were TIED together.....I fought so HARD for us....you too were brave....and skillful..... and so lovely.  But you DIED just as I killed one of our opponents.......I stared at you, just for a second, you were on your knees...OH GOD, the awful pain in your face as you clasped your hands to your beautiful belly....with your LIFE spilling bright red through your clenched fingers.....it was HORRIBLE......and then I had my heart PIERCED, split open.....my heart...BROKEN.  Kayla when people die, they LEAVE the ones who love them.   Kayla, I KNOW what this dream means.  It's so VERY CLEAR to me.  I'm so afraid of losing you......I know the dream is telling me that I'm going to lose you, and that I CAN'T lose you, not without dying myself.  Please tell me you love me.....that you'll always love me......".  

Still not fully awake, Kayla failed to comprehend the dread in Heather's voice.  Not until she turned around and saw the tears that had welled in Heather's eyes and were pouring down her flushed face.  "Oh, sweet Heather.....my wonderful Heather......Of course I love you.......more deeply than you know....you mean the world to me."

Heather just stared into Kayla's eyes.....Her face filled with a deep, sad longing.  Kayla buried her face between Heather's round, full breasts and began to kiss them, slowly, passionately....lingering for a long while at her stiffening nipples.  Her hands gripped the firm globes of Heather's ass cheeks and pulled her even closer.....their pussies mashing together.  Kayla sent her fingers running through Heather's light brown hair and pressed her lips to the warm hollow of Heather's throat.  A sigh escaped Heather's lips and then a soft growl came from the back of her throat as she grasped a handful of Kayla's hair.  Their hard nipples stabbed each other's tender breasts and they thrust their bellies hard into each other.   Their embraces were fierce, firm, and full of passion and promise.  They made love with a sense of urgency.
  
An hour later they were still in bed.
"I keep re-living the dream.....I can't get it out of my mind.   And I know what the dream means, Kayla,  you're going to leave me, after we LOSE the Lovers' Brawl"

"Sweetheart, NO......dreams can't predict the future....You know how much I love you.......Nothing has changed....."

"Oh yes it has.....Abby has taken part of you from me....."

"No sweet Heather....NO !!!   I'm YOURS, ALL of me...."

[Kayla]

"Kayla, my head is spinning...and has been ever since I let Laurie talk me into attacking you....I can't believe I actually drove my fists into your body.....You were only defending yourself when you hit back.  My GOD you hurt me so....and I have no one to blame but myself.   And  it's not just the physical pain that I remember."

"Heather, we have to put that fight behind us....We WILL put it behind us, I already have."

"But there's still ABBY".

"Weren't you THRILLED with our love making last week?  You seemed so completely satisfied.....enthralled......The "Daisy Chain".....you were overjoyed.....no?"  Sharing him was not a complete delight?"

"I can't deny the physical pleasure.......That experience WAS so different....and yes, wonderful........Kayla, I could share HIM with YOU......gladly.........."  There was a long pause.

"But I can't share YOU with HIM.   I need ALL of your love.....How else can we build a future together?"
 
"Heather, Abby's no love-struck teenager.  He knows that he and I are WHERE WE ARE just for the PRESENT.  We've discussed it.  He's put no claim on me....he's fine knowing that OUR future...YOURS and MINE, is solid....he wants nothing else.   He accepts the fact that YOU ARE my future.....He's HAPPY for us.....he WANTS US to be happy.  He says this to me all the time ...  "Kayla, I just want my little girl to be happy...."  And there's one other important issue that I've been thinking about that makes Abby so important to me....which DOESN'T change ANYTHING between YOU and I".

"What's that?"

"We both want to have children someday, do we not."  Heather nodded in agreement.  "Abby and I have discussed this as well.....He's ecstatic about the prospect of fathering a child with me.  He was recently tested, and  his sperm is viable.   I'm so happy about that......You know I've been so conflicted about receiving sperm from some unknown donor....some sperm bank.....the unceratinty of it all.....Will my child ever know his or her father?....Abby's such a good, loving man...and there's intelligence in his genes.....and I'll be able to tell my child WHO his or her father is......Abby will take an interest in raising his child....My GOD Heather, it will be such a good situation...so MUCH better than any alternative I've considered.....He's also made it clear that he'll offer all the financial support I need........babies are expensive....... I feel very fortunate about all of this, and this is so very important to me.

"And what about me?  If Abby is going to take an interest in raising your child, will there be any time for me to help with the baby?  I thought we said we'd share parenting...no matter who gave birth....."

'You'll be very important to the baby.....Abby's involvement won't change anything."

"Answer me truthfully Kayla.  Am I your future?"

"You're my ONE and ONLY future"

Heather managed a brief but genuine smile, and sniffled slightly.  They embraced.  And they made love again.  This time softly, slowly, savouring each kiss and caress.  There was no urgency.  They had all the time they needed.

Part 2:  The Contract

"As we insisted, girls, it's best two out of three falls.  And everyone agreed to our other demands....bare fists, bare feet, and bare breasts.  The UFC wants maximum action along with maximum skin, and the way they've set up the rules, that's what they and the fans will get.  Falls will be determined by submission, or by one fighter down on the canvas for 30 consecutive seconds, untouched by an opponent.  The ropes will NOT provide safe haven.  The ring apron is "in bounds".  Two-on-one action IS allowed as long as the second woman...the one not legally in the ring, is standing on the apron within one arm's length of the ring post in her corner or if she's holding the tag rope.  Yes there will be PLENTY of action.....The arena floor around the ring is IN BOUNDS, but the seats are not.  And the 30 second clock will only start if a downed girl in IN the ring or ON the APRON.  But if a "legal" fighter finds herself on the arena floor, or worse, in the stands, she has 30 seconds to get back into the ring....if not, her side will earn a "foul".   There will be TWO referees, one in the ring to follow the fighting, and the second on a specially added extention to the ring apron,  who will keep track of fouls and hold a two stop-watches.  And this will NOT be a catfight, your nails will be filed down and smoothed by a UFC official one hour before...."

"Fouls"?  Kayla interrupted

"Oh yes, there will be fouls.... and a fall may be LOST via disqualification."

"If an untagged girl enters the ring she has TEN seconds to get back to the apron at HER CORNER.....if she doesn't, or CAN'T, that constitutes a foul.  And a girl ILLEGALLY in the ring IS at risk to lose a fall...via submission or count-out.  If the in-ring ref gives you a command, you have 10 seconds to comply....if not, that's a foul.  Choking is a foul....and there is no time allowed to break the choke hold....it's an IMMEDIATE foul.  Any use of a foreign object against an opponent is  another IMMEDIATE foul.  Any INTENTIONAL physical contact with either referee is a foul.  FIVE fouls to a team in any one fall results in a disqualification."  Yep, the fans will get their money's worth.....and more."

 "I'm confident of what you're going to bring to the ring.....skill, courage, and the guts of true warriors.....win or lose I'll be proud of you, I know you'll be magnificent.   And let's be realistic, Jessika and Emma will be as tough as nails.....We respect their ability, but we'll beat them, just count on waking up the following morning with your bodies feeling like they've been run over by a couple of trucks."

"And they agreed to one more thing I'd asked for.....no, I'd DEMANDED that extra security to be in place around the ring from the moment the opening bell sounds.  There will be NO outside interference.....not for a match with this much at stake......we want a true contest.....I'm also insisting that what happened to Jessika after she was thrown into the seats after your last fight NOT EVER occur again in the UFC arena.  Fans in the stands can cheer and curse and fuck EACH OTHER all they want.......but they have no right getting physically involved with ANY fighter in ANY way at ANY time.

 "Our strategy will be simple common sense.  Heather, you can't go one-on-one against Jessika, you don't have the experience. She'll just chew you up.   When you're up against Emma, and she tags Jessie, you IMMEDIATELY have to tag Kayla....NO HEROICS......  And you must always be aware of your position in the ring....where's OUR corner?....where's "neutral" territory?  Heather, please don't be insulted by what I'm going to say next, but it's more than just your inexperience.  You've got less stamina than Kayla.   The MOMENT you start to feel that you're tiring, you MUST tag out.  I know you've been running...dilligently....but it's only been six weeks since you began serious training.  Kayla's endurance is our greatest edge, we've got to take advantage of it.  I expect her to be in the ring at least 70-75 percent of the time.   And one more thing, Heather, one more very important thing......Jessika is not just a world-class athlete and a superb fighter........she's vicious.... merciless.  She doesn't just want to BEAT her opponent, she wants to HURT her.  She relishes the opportunity to dispense pain,  hell, she SALIVATES at the thought of it.  In Kayla's only loss at the UFC, the first time she tangled with Jessika in the "Lingerie Brawl"....the fight was OVER,  Kayla was beaten.....done for.....but Jessie kept her up against the ropes.....she REFUSED to let Kayla fall.....and just kept pounding and POUNDING away at her.   We can't let you face her one-on-one......"

"I'm not insulted, Abby.  I know I lack Jessika's skill and experience.....and Kayla's endurance....but I promise you I'm going to hold my own against Emma.  I have the advantages of youth and strength over her.....And fighting with my Kayla, I'll have an adrenalin edge as well.  And thanks Abby, for your pointers on punching techniques.  I never knew about "torque"....never realized that legs and hips can add so much power to a person's punches.....and  how important is to hit THROUGH the target.  I'm really looking forward to getting the edge on my opponent.....Emma OR Big Bad Jess... with my fists.   And those abdominal exercises.....I can really FEEL something solid when I tense up my new abs."

"And that's a good thing"  Kayla offered. "Since one of Jessie’s trademarks is that she loves to work the body, especially the belly.   And I'm sure that Emma will also be interested in testing your abdominals.   Always keep your belly muscles clenched, no matter who you're in the ring against.  I'm sure you remember your first.......lesson ??"  Kayla smiled dryly and Heather blushed in response.

"How could I forget. You sucker-punched me...."  Heather feigned indignance.  "...and said my belly was as 'soft as a down pillow'.  Things are different now.....you'll see."

"Heather darling,"  Kayla added.  "I know how seriously you've been training.....and I respect and commend you for it....but keep in mind, these are not the amateurs we fought at  "Orient Beach"...and there will be no "Amanda" in that ring, waiting to be beaten senseless.  And while she lacks Jessika's experience and ruthlessness, Emma's no candy-ass neophyte.   She's been through some wars.  She's a tough woman, experienced IN and OUT of the ring.  Don't underestimate her."

"Girls, we've got three more days to prepare.  Let's make the best of it."  I grabbed my gym bag as we headed to the club for two hours of a full-throttle workout.

[Kayla]

Gee, I'm disappointed - no comments yet? 

Would love to hear from those that haven't read the story yet - who would you like to see emerge victorious or defeated & why? Who are you rooting for to win? 

Hugs
Kayla

[Kayla]

Part 3:  The Brawl

The standing-room-only crowd began stomping their feet a full five minutes before we were scheduled to leave our dressing room.  The girls had just put on purple robes trimmed with gold crowns over their matching bikini bottoms.....a bright purple swath of fabric drawn tight across their firm backsides, and a tiny purple patch in front with a gold crown directly over their pussy mounds.   As the challengers, Jessika and Emma were introduced first.  We heard the emcee announce their vital statistics as the fans grew louder and we watched their entrance on the closed circuit TV recently installed in our "main event" dressing room.  Jessika: Auburn hair, nearly 6 feet tall, 160 pounds.  Emma: Strawberry blonde,  5' 5", 130.

 They seemed supremely confident as they removed their robes and raised their fists as they strutted around the ring in eye-poppingly small ruby red bikini bottoms adorned with white roses over each ass cheek and mons.  Heather commented that roses seemed a "soft" symbol....too delicate...too typically feminine.....Kayla reminded her of their ever-present thorns.  For ANY two women, our opponents' bodies were beautiful, but considering that both were past 40, Jessika and Emma were simply spectacular.... Jessika was her usual powerful-looking self.....Emma, shorter and smaller, was still physically impressive and well-muscled in her own right.  Perhaps without their youth, their large breasts hung just a bit low on their chests....and Emma carried the tiniest bit of extra flesh on her hips and belly.....but the bottom line was simple, these were two lovely, strong, experienced female fighters.
The spectators were hardly done applauding our foes, when we received the signal to leave our dressing room. 

The roar was unreal as we were preceeded to the squared circle by a scantily clad young blonde carrying a thin, gold attache case.  She stood on the ring apron at a neutral corner as my women disrobed to the announcer's descriptions.  Kayla, dark brunette, 5' 9", 140.  Heather, light brown hair with blonde highlights, 5' 5", 133.   Kayla and Heather were originally upset at one demand made by the UFC promoters.  They were asked to be rid  of their tan lines that they love so much.  The UFC bigwigs claimed that the lines "spoiled their appearance" in the ring.  Knowing that they could easily be brought back, the two lovers spent a little extra time at their favorite semi-secluded beach and took a few turns at a local tanning salon so as to comply.  Now, with the brawl about to begin, such pleasantries as tan lines, missing or not, were on no one's mind.

The ring announcer highlighted the major rules covering falls and fouls, and then called the young blonde to the center of the ring.  "Mallory, would you please open the gold attache case".  She did, and walked to the ropes on all sides of the ring.  Inside were eight stacks of new $100 bills, 25 to a stack, somehow shrink-wrapped to the bottom of the thin case.

"Ladies and Gentleman, as you probably know, in addition to the generous purse that the Underground Fight Club has provided for this great event, Kayla issued a challenge 6 weeks ago,  putting up $10,000.00 of her own money and daring any two women to try to take it by defeating her and her beautiful lover Heather.  Well, obviously, Jessika and her long-time partner Emma, have FULLY accepted that challenge, because we have $20,000.00 additional prize money here in this case, ALL of which will all be given to the winners of tonight's...... "LOVERS' BRAWL" !!!!!"

The crowd noise reached ear drum shattering levels as the young blonde paraded the case up and down the aisles before returning it to a safe in the arena's UFC office.  I'll guess that Emma and Jessie put up $5,000.00 each....but you'd have to ask them to be sure.  We finally decided to put up the bounty in equal thirds....although Kayla originally loathed the idea, claiming that since it was she who issued the challenge, she should be entitled to put up as much of the cash as she wished.  In the end, though, you know how our side feels about money and glory......we really hadn't discussed this aspect of the "Lovers' Brawl" for weeks.  The girls never even asked me about the generous UFC prize money that was made available for tonight's contest.  For us, and especially for Kayla, it was just about winning.

The two referees took their places......both recently retired UFC fighters.  Katie Miller, beaten soundly by Kayla in her final UFC appearance was stationed inside the ring as Justine Harris took her position on the newly extended portion of the apron.  The  women were dressed in identical, clinging one-piece, black and white vertically striped swimsuits.  Justine appeared to be as fit as she was when she last fought....while Katie seemed to have added a few pounds to her already full figure since she was last seen in this ring, absorbing Kayla's punishing blows as my girl was making a name for herself early in her UFC career.   All that was left to do was sound the opening bell.
 
I was suddenly distracted, despite the roaring crowd, by a venomous shriek coming from a few rows behind me.
 
"RUIN HER WHORISH cxnt, JESSIE !!   I WANT TO SEE KAYLA'S BLOOD ALL OVER THE MAT !! " I couldn't help but recognize the voice.

It was LAURIE, shaking her fist, standing next to......RACHEL....my niece....her sister's daughter, who must be at least 20 years old by now.  Before I could think about when I last saw Rachel, the crowd erupted!  I turned back to the ring to see Kayla and Heather embracing, their hands on each other's asses, pulling their bodies tight to each other, engaged in a deeply passionate kiss.  Heather then got down on her knees and planted a gentle kiss on Kayla's belly !!   

In the other corner, Jessika had hoisted Emma on to the top turnbuckle and had plunged her face between her partner's beautiful, lush breasts.  Quickly Jessie moved her mouth down to the tops of Emma's widely spread thighs, kissed their insides lightly, and then bent down and buried her head between them, licking and sucking hard at the red fabric over Emma's pussy, while her right hand caressed her own breasts !!   The bell to begin the action ended both displays of lustful affection, and Kayla turned to face Jessika.  They both walked slowly towards the center of the ring.

They reached out for a standard "Collar and Elbow" lock-up, but at the last second, Kayla ducked and grabbed Jessika's right wrist with both hands.  She whirled and twisted as Jessie let out a surprised holler and grabbed for her right shoulder with her left hand.  Kayla bent Jessie's fingers back and locked the redhead's elbow as she did another "360", forcing Jessie face and chest first to the mat with a perfectly executed "Arm Bar Takedown."  Kayla stood between Jessie's shoulder blades, grabbed her other arm and pulled.  Jessie screamed again at the pain caused by the brunette's "Surfboard".  Somehow Jessika managed to get her knees planted on the canvas and bucked like a wild mustang, throwing Kayla off of her.  Kayla rolled over and quickly regained her feet and charged the big redhead who was still rising.  Jessie threw her body at the advancing brunette, crashing into her ankles and sending her flying.
 
Both women stood, eyeing each other cautiously.  Jessie rushed forward, but Kayla hooked her under her arm and flipped her over.....Jessie landed on her back with a thud, the result of the youngster's fine "Hip Toss".  As Jessika got to her feet, the two women finally locked-up in a "Collar and Elbow", and Jess managed to force Kayla back into a neutral corner.  Jessie threw a hard right at Kayla face, but the slender brunette blocked the punch and countered with a fist that sank deep into Jessie's left breast.  Another solid punch found Jessie's belly.
 
As Jess grunted, Kayla launched a knee that drove up between her foe's legs, slamming her full in the cxnt.  Jessie folded over, but immediately fought back with a straight left that rocked Kayla in the belly, right at her navel.  Jessie grabbed the youngster's head as Kayla groaned and bent slightly forward, and applied a side head-lock, rotating her massive right arm over Kayla's ear as she put on the pressure.  Suddenly Jessie turned around, took two running steps towards the middle of the ring, and flopped herself down to the canvas, carrying Kayla's trapped head with her.  Jessie's perfect "Bulldog" smashed my woman's face into the mat with scary force.  Jessie rose and picked up her right leg, driving it into the small of Kayla's back.  She tried a repeat of  the vicious stomp, but the brunette rolled over and caught the redhead's foot with both hands and twisted.  Jessika lost her balance and fell to one side.

Kayla got to her feet and grabbed Jessie's arm as the redhead too regained her footing.  Kayla locked another arm bar onto the big woman, and then spun quickly around, whipping Jessie towards our corner !!  Heather extended her leg over the middle rope just a Jessika was about to slam into the corner. OOUUUFFFFF !! Jessie was speared !!  Her momentum made it easy for the ball of Heather's foot to sink savagely deep into her naked belly.  She fell hard on her knees, clutching the searing, sudden pain in her guts as Kayla grabbed her by her hair, pulled her up and slammed her face first into the top turnbuckle.  With her right hand, she grabbed Jessika's chin from behind and yanked, while hooking the older woman's elbows behind her back with her left.  She then planted a knee in the small of Jessie's back.  Jessie's lovely body was literally on display, helpless, awaiting Heather's assault.  The brown-haired fighter blasted her right cheekbone with a left hook, sent two right jabs into her full, heavy breasts, and then began to twist and pinch, and pull at the redhead's nipples.
 
Another tit-buster, this time an uppercut that smacked into the bottom of Jessie's big, soft mound, brought a satisfied smile to Heather's face as the breast shook and jiggled in response to the blow.  Emma could wait no longer.  She bounded into the ring, and Justine Harris raised 10 fingers, and pointed to "red" corner.  Emma had 10 seconds of action before her side would be assessed their first foul of the fall.  She crashed a double axe-handle blow to Kayla's upper back, and as the lithe brunette fell, she stepped over her and sent a wicked punch that thankfully only grazed Heather's mouth as she turned her head and leaned back .  The glancing blow still caused Heather's head to snap further back and she began to lose her balance.  She tried to grab the ring post, but failed, fell back, bounced once on the edge of ring apron, and crashed onto the arena floor.  The strawberry blonde then grabbed her partner who was on her knees, dragged her out of harm's way, and got back to her corner before the 10 count.  Kayla stood up and launched a running drop kick that took Jessie in the back of her head, but not before she had tagged Emma. Jessie was sprawled on the apron outside of her corner, in obvious distress, as Emma ducked under the top rope and stood facing Kayla
Emma was all 'piss and vinegar' as she stepped into the ring, her hands clenched into fists as she took a boxer's stance.
Bring it on, cxnt !!  C'mon, skinny BITCH, let's see what you've got !! 
   
What Kayla "had", and what Emma "got", was a "Piroutte Kick" from the graceful youngster.  Emma froze as Kayla whirled around on the ball of her left foot, almost like a spinning ice skater up on the toe of one skate.  The blonde was taken completely by surprise by the ballet-like kick that seemed to come out of nowhere after the second  spin.  AAUUGGGHHH !!  Kayla's foot crushed Emma's left breast flat, and knocked her back against the ropes.  When she careened towards Kayla, my lovely brunette clotheslined her right on the chin.  Emma hit to the canvas as if she was shot.   Kayla waited, and as the older fighter struggled to reach her feet, jumped in the air and caught Emma's head between her slim but powerful thighs.

[Kayla]

She sealed the lock by crossing her ankles, and as she fell to the canvas, she took Emma with her, slamming her blonde head into the mat, the victim of a magnificently executed "Flying Head Scissors" !!   Kayla inched forward on her ass, bringing the strawberry blonde's head right up into her crotch.  Emma scratched and clawed at Kayla's thighs as the brunette increased the pressure.  The trapped fighter attempted to get to her knees, but Kayla pulled her back down with her legs.  Emma grunted loudly as shock waves passed from Kayla's knee and thigh into her head.  Desperately, Emma managed to turn so that her chin was wedged solidly into Kayla's sweaty crotch.....she opened her mouth and bit down !!  Her upper teeth sank into the brunette's mons as her lower teeth dug into her labia through the thin purple fabric beweern her legs !!
 
Kayla wailed in unimaginable agony and released her hold, writhing on the canvas with her knees up at her chest, her hands clasped to the excruciating pain in her cxnt.  Emma rose slowly, stomped on Kayla's exposed flank, picked up the agonized brunette and rifled four or five solid punches into EACH breast.   Kayla cried out as more and different pain now knifed white-hot through her chest.  As she flung her arms around her breasts, hugging them with desperation etched on her face, Emma sent a beautiful thumping uppercut  into Kayla's belly.  An upswinging forearm smash to the chin followed, and then another punishing punch to the young woman's exposed, vulnerable belly.  An "Irish Whip" followed, but Kayla, stumbling and bent over, managed to grab hold of the ropes as she flew into them, preventing  a potentially deadly rebound. She scrambled to our corner to tag Heather.

Heather jumped into the ring and immediately went after Emma, seeking to hurt and debilitate the blonde with her new-found punching power.  She sent a roundhouse right at Emma's head, but missed.  She skillfully blocked the blonde's return and smashed her right just under her opponent's left eye.   Emma stumbled backwards into the ropes and Heather followed,  Another punch to the face knocked the strawberry blonde's head back, her body leaning  back over the top rope.  Heather immediately took advantage of the wide open path to Emma's guts, and planted two beautiful punches deep into Emma's belly.
 
The first slammed into her navel, and the second sank in lower, an inch or two above her bikini.  "OOOOMMPPPH"   "UUGGHHHH".  Emma lost all of her air and folded up.   The younger woman went for a knee lift, aiming to smash her foe's face....but she stepped in too closely, and connected with her thigh, instead of her bony knee.  Still, Emma went back into the ropes and was wide open for more thundering fists from Heather.  Breast....Breast...Belly.....cxnt.....back to the gut.....one to the mouth... then another planted wrist-deep in her softening belly......Emma was being devastated.....

Jessie leaped over the top rope....Justine raised 10 fingers.....Heather was so intent on pummeling her helpless opponent, that she didn't sense Jessie rushing towards her.  Kayla, not yet fully recovered from the beating she had just taken, jumped into the ring too.....the 10 second count now starting for her as well....but Jessie had gotten the jump on both of them.  She ran up behind Heather and grabbed her waist with one arm,  while encircling the other around Heather's forehead.  She jammed her head  under the brunette's right arm and lifted her up. Heather was now draped belly up across her shoulders.  Jessika fell back.  Heather's back and head hit the canvas with an astonishing THUD.  The raucous crowd exploded in cheers at Jessika's perfect  "Belly to Back Suplex".  Except for some slight twitching in her legs, Heather lay motionless on the canvas.

Kayla leaped onto Jessie's prone body and began throwing punches at her face and head.  More than a few landed.   But the tough-as-shoe-leather redhead absorbed the brunette's blows, and calmly reached  down and under the youngster's body as Kayla flailed away.  She clamped down HARD on Kayla's already injured crotch with her big right hand.  "AIEEYYYYYAAA"  Kayla screamed as Jessie's powerful claw caused flashes of blinding pain in her delicate pussy and mound. 

In the meanwhile, Emma and Heather began to stir....though neither had as yet been able to get up.

Justine signalled a foul against both teams as neither Jessie or Kayla could get back to their corner in time......In fact they were still rolling on the canvas, belly to belly, with Kayla pounding desperate fists at Jessika's face and head, while the red-clad Amazon kept at her goal of shredding Kayla's cxnt with her agonizing claw.  The slim brunette was in trouble.  Kayla was simply too close to her target for her punches to generate any momentum !!  And with her nails filed down and smoothed, raking Jessie's face also proved fruitless.  Finally, frantically desperate, she grabbed Jessika's throat and squeezed with as much force as she could muster. Her thumbs dug deep into the soft hollow in the front of Jessika's neck.  Jessie's eyes bulged wide, and her face turned a deep crimson....she began to gag and released her grip on Kayla's pussy as she grabbed the brunette's offending hands in an effort to pry them from her throat.

"Foul" cried Katie Miller.  She pointed to Justine who dutifully recorded  a second foul against our team.  "Break the Choke Hold, Kayla...NOW."   Kayla did, and Jessika rolled under the bottom rope to the safety of her corner.  Kayla clutched her ravaged crotch as she scrambled back to our corner.
 
Of the two legal women still in the ring,  Heather was the first to stand.  She approached Emma who had gotten to her knees, her clutching hands still trying to ease the suffering in her guts.  Heather reached for her hair and never saw Emma's right fist come rocketing up from the floor. " DAMNED INEXPERIENCE !!"  I screamed to myself.   AAUUGGGHHHH !!!   Emma's knuckles CRUSHED Heather's purple-clad cxnt.  Heather curled up and fell, her face betraying the new-found agony between her legs.  Emma scrambled to her corner and tagged Jessie.  Kayla, despite the pain in her injured pussy , sprang into immediate action.  She pushed down on the top rope with both hands and propelled her body up and into the air.  As Jessika approached the fallen Heather, Kayla kicked out with her legs while airborne.  Her flying "Drop Kick" was a thing of beauty.....spectacularly executed ....

Her feet rammed into Jessie's big breasts and knocked her back and OVER the top rope.  Jessie let out a shrieking groan, and then a loud "OOOMPH" as she hit the edge of the ring apron, belly first.  Then came a dull "THWUNK"  and  OOOH'S and AAAH'S from the crowd on that side of the ring as Jessie's head slammed into the arena floor !!

Jessie managed to pull herself up to the apron at her corner as Kayla returned to ours before the 10 second limit had expired.   Heather was still  on her knees, moaning.  Jessie, needing to regain her bearings and some oxygen after taking that amazing drop-kick and its consequences,  entered the ring just so she could tag Emma who was in better shape despite the brutal beating she had taken moments ago from Heater's fists.
 
As Emma entered the ring, Heather had just gotten upright and raised both fists.  Emma did likewise. The two boxers circled and threw out jabs, looking for a weakness in the defense of the other.  Heather spotted an opening and slammed a good punch into Emma's right breast,  inverting its nipple back into the breast's soft flesh.   Emma groaned but stood tall and fired back a left hook that caught Heather in the mouth.  Heather bounced back into the ropes and put a bear hug on Emma after the strawberry blonde missed with a right as Heather rebounded towards her !!  Soon both women were on their knees raining fists into each other's bodies.   
Emma finally gained an advantage.  As both women were still on their knees with their legs spread for balance, she buried a crippling upperct into Heather's cxnt as the brunette had taken aim at the older woman's face.   

Heather's blow landed, but Emma's did much more damage.  The blonde stood, picked  up the crumpled Heather by her light brown hair and whipped her into the ropes.  She ducked down as Heather rebounded towards her.....and then straightened.  Up and over went Heather, crashing down on her back.  Emma went straight for the stunned woman's legs.  She grabbed one leg and bent it sideways behind one of her own  and on top of Heather's other leg.....   Emma held Heather's bottom leg and kept Heather's bent leg in place with her free one, and fell backwards to the mat.   Heather was trapped.  She roared with pain as Emma applied relentless pressure with her "Figure Four Leg Lock".  With every second  more pain ripped through Heather like lightning.   In agony, helpless and frustrated,  she repeatedly slammed the mat with her arms.  Her body began to shake.  Emma smiled as she continued to apply incredible pressure and pain to Heather's legs and ankles.
 
Kayla jumped back in the ring, but Jessie was there to meet her.  Kayla tried to "Bull Rush" Jessika, but the redhead stood her ground and braced herself as Kayla crashed into her.  Just before their bodies collided, Jessie thrust her knee sharply, up and out. 

"URRRGGHHHH"  Kayla took its full force in the center of her upper stomach,  right in her solar plexus.  The young woman was stopped cold, her breathing aparatus paralyzed as she bent forward slightly.  Jessika straightened her stunned opponent up with a massive right uppercut that pulverized the nipple of her left breast.   Kayla, still breathless, couldn't even cry out as clutched her tit with agony all over her face.   Jessie drove anothef fist up into the base of the brunette's pert right breast.
 
Kayla stumbled backwards and bought precious time by twisting her body as she took a defensive crouch.  She was finally able to breathe as Jessie's fists pounded her upper arms and shoulders.  But defense wouldn't save Heather, and Kayla knew it.  She began to fire back at her attacker, and landed some good blows to Jessika's ribs and tits, but her efforts to really punish the redhead's sensitive breasts and solar plexus were foiled by Jessie's defensive skills.  She switched targets, desperately needing to get through Jessika to reach the wailing Heather.  She HAD to take chances.   She threw a huge roundhouse right aimed straight for Jessika's jaw, but it was blocked, and as a result, her body was left wide open to the redhead's counter-punch.  Kayla  "ooompphhed" as air rushed out of her gaping mouth, doubling up as Jessie's fist dug deep into her belly.
 
The veteran fighter gave Kayla no chance to recover. She stood her upright with a shot to the jaw and then drilled her in the ribs.  She grabbed the hunched over brunette and flung her backwards into the ropes.  Jessie was waiting in perfect position as Kayla ricocheted towards her.  I cringed as Jessie readied her right fist low at her hip as the brunette careened towards her, and grabbed my own gut as the big woman's fist virtually disappeared in the lovely flesh of  Kayla's belly.  The youngster's eyes  bulged out so far, that I thought for an instant they were going to fly right out of their sockets.  Kayla's huge "OOOUUUUFFFFF" was nearly drowned out by the din in the arena, and by Heather's pleading screams to Katie Miller.

"NO MORE, please, LORD.....No  More"  Heather cried.   "....I give......I GIVE.....I GIIIIIIIIIIIIVE !!"   Katie gave the signal and the bell sounded.

Emma released her "Figure Four", bounded to her feet, smiled at Jessie and raised her fists in pride and unbridled joy.  The first fall was history.

[Kayla]

The three minute break almost over, Kayla looked as determined as ever, while dismay was apparent in Heather's face.  "This is no time to feel sorry for ourselves."  Kayla shouted at Heather, whose despondent look was made all the more ugly by the pain still swirling in her legs. 

"We need the element of surprise"  Kayla said.  "If Jessika starts the fall for them, this is what I want to do.........I know it's risky, but I don't think we have a choice."

Jessie indeed entered the ring as the bell announced the start of the second fall.  HEATHER went out to face her !!  Jessika smiled widely and advanced as Heather backpedaled into our corner and turned to tag Kayla !!    As she did before, the slender fighter pushed down on the top rope as hard as she could with both hands and VAULTED into the air, straightening out her legs as she did so.   Jessika, surprised, couldn't react in time as Kayla's legs blasted her head with unbelievable force, one foot catching her on the side of her jaw, the other over her left ear !! 

 Jessika was knocked flying, and back-flipped over the far top rope.  But as she did so, her arms became entangled as the top and middle ropes twisted over each other.  Like some mechanical toy, her body spun back into the ring from the apron, and she was at Kayla's mercy, semi-conscious from the brutal kick, and trapped in the ropes !!  As Emma frantically tried to untwist the ropes, Kayla began to unload on Jessie.  Her right foot shot forward in a fine front snap-kick that caught the big woman right on the rose adorning her bikini. 

AAUUGGGHHH !!  Jessika's pubic bone erupted in pain.  Kayla's next blow was a knee that smashed straight up between the redhead's pale, widely spread thighs.  Another gutteral groan escaped Jessika's lips as her cxnt was crushed.  Kayla then unleashed a flurry of knees and punches, first pummelling her opponent's soft, heavy breasts and then striking into her guts with stabbing fists.  Fortunately for her trapped partner,  Emma was eventually able to untangle the ropes.  Jessie immediately lunged to her right and slapped her partner's outstretched hand.

"I'm going to give you the beating of your life"  Kayla announced grimly as Emma ducked between the top two ropes and advanced towards her younger brunette foe.  The taller woman suddenly dropped to her knees, grabbed Emma behind her calves and yanked her feet out from under her. Emma thumped hard on her ass, her spine telescoping with the shock of her landing.  The downed woman was immediately CROTCH CRUSHED  as Kayla grabbed her ankles, forced her legs back, nearly parallel to her body, and knee-dropped the blonde right in the pussy !!  Before Emma could do anything but shout out in pain, Kayla grabbed her ankles again and held her legs up,  shoulder-width apart.  Emma clutched at her throbbing sex with both hands.

Kayla then spread her legs open like a wishbone, and drilled Emma's groin once again, this time with the heel of her right foot.   Emma's clutching hands offered no protection as Kayla's leg powered through them,  unleashing an explosion of agony in Emma's pussy. The cxnt-busted strawberry blonde's screeches were long and hideous.

Kayla tagged Heather's outstretched hand as she left Emma writhing on her back, her hands trying to press the pain out of her crotch.   Heather bounded into the ring and picked Emma up,  placed a good-looking arm bar on her opponent and twirled.  She whipped the strawberry blonde into the ropes, but missed a telegraphed swinging clothesline.  Emma ducked at just the right time as she hurtled off the ropes.   Emma continued to the opposite ropes and bounded back.  She ran straight into the disappointed brunette, putting a "Bear Hug" on Heather as they collided.  Emma then lifted Heather off the ground, pivoted 180 degrees and slammed her victim to the canvas, landing right on top of her.  Heather was shocked and winded by Emma's superb "Belly to Belly Suplex". 

"OH NO !!! " I said to myself as Emma reached for Heather's right leg.  "NOT ANOTHER FIGURE FOUR !!! "  She grabbed Heather's right ankle, before she could apply the deadly hold, Heather kicked out with her left foot, burying it deep in the strawberry blonde's belly !!    AAAUUGGHHH !!   As the distraught Emma clutched her gut and doubled over, Heather made it easily to our corner to tag Kayla.   As Emma saw Kayla charge into the ring, she managed to stumble back and tag out.

As "Big Bad Jess" approached, Kayla CARTWHEELED across the ring....and then again  !!   As her legs were nearly vertical on the second vault, she kicked out sideways, catching Jessie right in the face with the side of her foot !!  The fans ROARED their approval as Jessie was knocked flying.  More acrobatics followed as Kayla launched a "Flying Drop Kick" at the shocked redhead.  Both feet powered into Jessika's big pale breasts.  They bobbled crazily on her chest as she flew back into the ropes, stumbled, and crashed heavily to the canvas.  Kayla "Irish Whipped" her into our corner.  Jessie's back slammed into the top turnbuckle and Heather grabbed her arms and bent them painfully around and over the top rope.  Kayla moved in and began to pound her !!!  The brunette's fists were adding more pain to Jessie's already suffering breasts when Heather shouted "LOOK OUT !! " 

Kayla immediately pivoted on her left foot and launched another devastating 'Pirouette Kick" at the charging Emma.  It  was a PERFECT demonstration of grace, agility and power.....as her right leg IMPALED Emma low in the belly, just above the tiny red triangle at her groin !!   Emma's mouth gaped open as air exploded from her lungs.  She fell immediately into a fetal ball as a look of unbearable pain covered her face.   Kayla glanced back at Jessika to see Heather maintaining her grip on the weakened redhead's arms,  walked  over to a gasping, writhing Emma, picked her up, and unceremoniously tossed her over the top rope.  Emma crashed onto the arena floor and rolled slowly on her back from side to side.

The beautiful brunette returned to her corner with fire in her eyes.  She knew it wouldn't be easy to put Jess down for a count of 30.  "Use the tag rope"  She shouted at Heather.  "We can afford to take a foul."  Heather wrapped the tag rope around Jessie's throat and pulled hard with one hand as Kayla unleashed a barrage of punches into the older woman's soft, heaving tits. 

"Foul !! " cried Katie Miller.....Justine Harris raised her rght hand and pointed to our corner.  "Break it Heather !! " Katie yelled.    Kayla shook her head "no" as her partner maintained her grip on the rope with one hand, while smashing punches into Jessie's kidneys with the other.  Jessie's struggles were futile.  With her hands  reaching in vain for the rope digging dangerously into her neck, and her body arching   backwards even more in response to the assault on her kidneys, Jessika was doomed.  Kayla attacked with a fury as her eyes lit up at the utter vulnerability of her opponent's big, beautiful body.

Justine indicated another foul, as Heather didn't release the choke hold within 10 seconds, but my women were unconcerned.  By the time Kayla nodded "yes", telling Heather to break her illegal hold, she had already sent a flurry of punches into Jessika's belly and cxnt.  She particularly delighted in drilling the rose at the bottom of the redhead's bikini,  while continuing to deprive her opponent of oxygen by hammering her small, hard fists DEEP into the now yielding softness of the redhead's wide open belly.  Jessie's "umphs" and "ughs" and "ungghhs" were sweet music to my ears, just as sweet as the soft, wet, thumping sounds made by Kayla's fists as they plunged into Jessika's guts. 

Finally, after a savage blow thundered up into Jessie's pain-ravaged pussy, a left-right combination to the big woman's nose and jaw snapped her head back and caused a mist of blood to spray from her nose and mouth.  Her eyes rolled up in her head.  She slumped against the middle turnbuckle and ropes,  struggling  no longer.   Heather shoved her forward and she hit the mat curled up, with little gagging gasps emanating from her mouth.   Justine Harris clicked on the stop-watch.......Emma had regained her senses and had reached the ring apron, saw her partner's desperate pose and rushed in......Kayla used her own momentum against her, throwing her down with a nicely executed "Hip Toss", and knee-dropping her in the chest as soon as she hit the canvas.   Justine announced the seconds as they ticked off  ".....20......25.......".   A dazed Jessie was starting to shake the fog from her brain, but she wasn't getting up.    ".......30........30 !!!   Katie signalled the end of the second fall !!!

Nothing much was said during the break.   All of us knew it was now anyone's match.  I was proud of my girls' performance.....Heather had more than held her own.....and couldn't be faulted for losing the first fall.  The "Figure Four" is a deadly submission hold, and Emma deserved tha credit for applying it skillfully.  Perhaps with more experience, Heather would be better able to avoid situations where such a hold could be used on her.......but that's for a future time.......And Kayla was magnificent.  A whirlwind of grace, stamina and skill......acrobatic......agile..... ....powerful......

All four women were tired, bruised and aching as Heather and Emma started the deciding fall.  It was my decision to keep Kayla on the apron....I wanted her as fresh as possible for when Jessika stepped into the ring. 
 
The two women locked up in a "Collar and Elbow",  each trying to twist the other off balance and throw her to the mat.  Neither succeeded.   Heather gained the first advantage, however, by launching her right foot up between Emma's splayed thighs.  AAUUGGHH !!  As Emma folded forward with her hands between her legs, Heather moved behind her and locked her arms around the blonde's hips.   She picked Emma up and then extended her right knee as she let Emma go !!   A PERFECT "Atomic Drop" !! 

Emma's face twisted in anguish as her pussy and tail-bone met Heather's knee and tensed thigh.  Heather grabbed the stumbling strawberry blonde and punished her sex again, this time with an "Inverted Atomic Drop",  as they were face to face when the explosion blew through Emma's cxnt.   Emma, awash in agony, was lucky to bounce in the direction of her corner, and just managed to slap Jessie's outstretched palm before Heather could reach her and pull her back to the center of the ring.  As we discussed in pre-fight strategy,  Heather tried immediately to retreat and tag Kayla, but Jessie dove at her, crashing tits first into the mat, but managing to trip the brunette up before she could reach and tag Kayla.
 
Heather got up, but Jessie, with cat-like quickness, so surprising for such a big woman, was already standing, and lashed out with her foot.  The brunette never saw it coming, but she sure as hell felt it.  The full brunt of the blow took her just above her pussy.  The force of the kick lifted Heather off her feet for an instant.  As the young woman doubled over clutching her belly,  Jessie brought her knee up into the soft flesh of Heather's hanging left breast. 

[Kayla]

She flopped around on the floor gasping for breath while Jessie gleefully picked her up, knocked her upright with an underhand forearm smash to the jaw, and twisted her hips as she stepped into a brutal punch.   The redhead delivered a murderous, massive fist just under Heather's navel.  UUUNNPPPHHHHHH !!  went Heather as she slumped to the floor.  Jessie smiled.  She was thrilled at how deep her fist had penetrated Heather's yielding belly.  A satisfied look filled her face as she watched her opponent crumpled on the mat, struggling for breath.  

I winced as I heard Kayla's pre-fight words of warning to Heather rush through my mind:  "... one of Jessie’s trademarks is that she loves to work the body, especially the belly...."   And then I shuddered as I recalled my own words to Heather:     ".......she's vicious, merciless.  She doesn't just want to BEAT her opponent, she wants to HURT her.  She relishes the opportunity to dispense pain,  hell, she SALIVATES at the thought of it..."

Jessika picked up my fallen fighter and bulled her to the ropes.  She faked a punch to the face.....and as the young, winded brunette slowly raised  her guard......WHOMMMP.....the former Queen slammed another brutal punch into her guts.  Heather curled up around Jessie's spear-like fist.  Her mouth formed a tight "o" but no sound came out.  Heather's much improved ab muscles....that she was so proud of before the fight, and that had performed so well up to now, had collapsed.  Heather's face was a breathless symphony of pain and fear as another fist punished her soft belly.  Yet another fist from the maniacal redhead blasted Heather at her navel.  Heather couldn't breathe and her guts were in flames as two MORE vicious blows came in rapid fire, sinking even deeper into her creamy softness.

Kayla bounded into the ring, leaped on Jessika's back, reached around and dug her powerful fingers into the redhead's full breasts.  Justine began her stop watch just as Emma ran into the ring and grabbed Kayla's throat from behind !!  Justine pointed to the "red" corner and put up 10 more fingers.

"FOUL" yelled Katie Miller.  Break the hold, Emma !!   Emma sank her fingers as deeply as she could into Kayla's tender throat.

"It's NO CHOKE, you blind whore....What are you looking at?? "

Helped by an elbow from Jessie that dug into Kayla's ribs, Emma's succeeded in pulling the brunette off her lover's back.  Kayla hit the mat ass first, clutching at her throat.  Emma rammed her knee into the side of Kayla's head, and the youngster was knocked flat on her back.

"That's TWO fouls for "RED", Katie screamed.  "You didn't break it in time."

"FUCK NO !! " Emma screamed as she attempted to stomp on Kayla's chest.

Meanwhile, Jessie approached Katie, and the two began shouting, nose to nose, at the tops of their lungs.

"She broke the hold in plenty of time !   How much are those young sluts paying you, you cxnt ?? "

Katie was incensed at the accusation of impartiality.  "Fuck You Jessie, Just turn around and FIGHT.....THEM."
Emma's attempt to pulverize Kayla's breasts with a stomp was derailed as the brunette caught her foot as it headed towards her sweet mounds.  She twisted and yanked and Emma tumbled off one side.   Meanwhile, Heather had struggled to her knees but her hands were still cradling her pain-filled belly.  She would be no factor...for at least a while.

Justine then pointed to both corners as Kayla and Emma were illegally in the ring after the elapsed 10 seconds.

Jessie and Katie were still in each other's faces when Katie pushed Jessie's shoulders.  Jessie raised her fist, then thought better about it and turned to see Kayla and Emma with their hands in each others hair, rolling on the canvas with neither having an advantage.  Then Katie said something to Jessie that I didn't quite hear, the crowd roar was so loud.  Jessika turned around again and hauled off.  Her big right fist drove wrist-deep into the soft mound of Katie's belly.

That's four fouls on "red", Justine shouted, as Katie Miller collapsed in a breathless, agonized heap.  When Jessika heard Justine, she stood still and came to her senses.  It registered.  One more foul and she'd lose the fall and the match.
The rolling battle between Emma and Kayla had come to an abrupt end.  Kayla had managed to jam her knee nicely into Emma's gut and  slammed the side of her head with a wicked forearm.  She latched onto a fistful of blonde locks and was pulling Emma to her feet when Jessie approached from behind.  I shouted a warning as loud as I could and Kayla turned around, but Jessika's fist had already completed it's upward arc.   With as much luck as skill, her punch took Kayla right at the juncture of her thighs.   The blow lifted the young woman up on her toes and Jessie rifled another punch smack on the gold crown on her bikini.  Kayla shrieked but fought back, ignoring the roaring pain in her pussy.  She drilled Jessie in the mouth with a straight jab, and drove another fist solidly into the Jessie's belly.  
 
But as Jessie doubled over,  Emma grabbed Kayla's right arm from behind, kicked her deep in the back of her thigh, and flung her across the ring.  Kayla bounced off the ropes and into a "Bear Hug" from Big Bad Jess.   As she landed in Jessika's arms, she thrust her knee into Jessie's pussy.  The tough redhead grunted but held fast to her "Bear Hug".   Kayla flailed away at Jessie's face and head, but the veteran brawler ran Kayla into the ropes where Emma was waiting.  Emma threw forearm smashes down across Kayla's upper chest while Jessie took aim at the gold emblem on my woman's purple bikini.   Kayla's face showed grave dismay as her cxnt mound was pulverized by three tremendous shots....fist, knee, fist.  

Her awful groans put a huge knot in my stomach.   Emma pulled Kayla's hair and bent her back over the top rope, preventing her from doubling up, and keeping her body wide open for Jessie's furious assault.

"Let her go, Emma.  I want to finish this slut's career by myself."
 
As Emma let go of Kayla's hair,  my woman lashed out with her left foot at Jessika's pussy.    Damn !!!  Jessie caught it and trapped the leg under her right arm, holding it firm against her side.  The youngster was a world of trouble....standing on one leg with her injured crotch wide open.  But Kayla twisted to the right and spun her body parallel to the mat.  As she did so, her right foot swept in from the side and slammed into the left side of Jessie's face.  The spectacular "Spinning Side Kick" sent the big woman down !!   Kayla leaped at Jessie as she lay on her side.  Jessie raised her left elbow as Kayla's body flew up in the air with her knees bent.

  One of Kayla's knees crashed into Jessie's exposed side ribs, while the other crushed her left cheek.  But as her knees scored the hits she had hoped they would, Jessie's raised elbow caught her right in the center of her throat !!   Kayla fell off to the side and rolled back and forth, gagging frightfully and clawing at her neck, while Jessie moaned and clutched her face, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.  

Heather, "hors de combat" for so long, courtesy of the incredible belly beating she took from Jessika, finally got to her feet and went to tend to her writhing lover as Jessie managed to rise.  The redhead came snarling and hissing at Heather and easily swatted away the young woman's punches.  She jolted Heather with a fist right on the point of her chin, grabbed her as she fell into the ropes and tossed her on to the arena floor.  She then walked slowly to the still gasping, gagging Kayla and ripped off her bikini.  She stood her up and drove her into the ropes.   My heart sank as the powerful redhead began to tattoo Kayla's body with her fists and knees.  She sent a straight right low and deep into her the young woman's belly, just above her trimmed thick bush.  

She crushed her small round breasts flat against her ribs.  She got down to one knee and sunk a quick one-two into Kayla's guts, the first blow striking just above her mons  and then the next just beneath her navel.  Shock waves of sickening pain coursed through the brunette's body as she grabbed the ropes to keep herself from falling.  Kayla's legs had turned to jelly.  Her soft grunts and 'oofs and 'ughhs' were lost amid the unreal noise of the crowd.  But I could see her face.....and her pain....the fire had gone out of her eyes, their sparkle gone..... but the will to stand and fight was still there.  There was no fear, and no quit.  Jessie planted two more horrific uppercuts into Kayla's belly, now soft as a pillow.  Her mouth opened in a soundless scream, but still she wouldn't fall, grabbing the ropes as her lungs emptied of air and her legs collapsed.  Jess motioned to Emma to enter the ring.   Emma didn't move.

"It's ok, lover.....this won't take 10 seconds. Grab her ankles."

Emma complied as Jessika took hold of Kayla's shoulders.   They swung her back and forth twice and heaved her into the seats !!  Stark naked, with her arms flailing and her legs splayed wide, my warrior flew overhead and crashed on her back into fans and seats a few rows behind me.   Amidst the commotion of people surrounding Kayla, I saw two women push violently through the crowd.....LAURIE.....and her NIECE.  As I rushed to my downed fighter with my heart in my throat,  Laurie raised her foot over Kayla's body and drove the heel of her shoe at Kayla's navel....sinking it deep.

"Why am I not wearing SPIKED HEELS ? "  Laurie shouted.  "Oh how I want so to stab you through your precious belly button....and ruin your home-wrecking GUTS. "   More shrill screams came with her next kick.  "Take THIS in your THIEVING PUSSY !! "  Kayla's defenseless body shook as the toe of Laurie's shoe ripped into her naked, exposed cxnt.

Mercifully, a half dozen yellow-vested security guards arrived, and after a brief scuffle....with Laurie AND Rachel throwing punches at as many of the "EVENT STAFF"  as they could....some order was restored....with Laurie and her niece kicking and screaming as they were forcefully escorted to the arena lobby.

I reached Kayla and knelt down beside her....aghast at the sight of her bruised body and the look of anguish on her face.

[Kayla]

"You don't have to get back into the ring.......Please......it's over.....we're beaten...."  She shook her head "no".

"I've never quit, Abby.....and I'm not quitting now.......She could hardly speak above a whisper.  Her voice was rough... scratchy.... still feeling the effects of the elbow that plunged into her throat.  "Jessie may beat ME.....but she can't beat my pride.....And there's always a chance.....a lucky punch.......No, help me get back into the ring."

30 seconds had elapsed since Kayla had landed in the audience....and Justine dutifully announced a foul...."That's THREE fouls on "purple".

I would soon be reminded why no manager should EVER get personally involved with his fighter.  It's bad enough to see your charge lose....and be hurt.....but to see a woman you LOVE being beaten..... to see such suffering in her face.....to see that body that moves you so, be so brutalized........

As we approached our corner of the ring, Emma was pointing to Heather, still lying groggy on the arena floor, moaning softly.

"She's finished, Jess....Let's drag her into the ring and end this thing."

"No dear, I don't want to win by thrashing a SECOND-STRINGER.....Leave the brown-haired loser where she is......I want to beat their best......Kayla.....and here she is now.....the pretty young slut wants MORE."  She continued as Kayla ducked under the top rope and brought her fists up to her chin.  "You've got guts, Kayla, I'll give you that.....and it will be my pleasure to CRUSH them....... to pound them to JELLY....."

Kayla stepped forward and threw a punch at Jessika's face.  She had her wind back....but her speed, quickness and strength were gone. She had simply taken too much, more than almost any woman could.  Jessie blocked it easiy and returned fire.   AAUURRGGHHH !!   Kayla's naked body folded up as Jessika's fist nearly punctured her belly, right at the upper edge of her trimmed, tight curls.  The smiling redhead pushed her back to the ropes and lifted her hunching shoulders.  Jessie yanked on Kayla's arms that were hugging her gut and sank a merciless punch in her soft belly....now her wind was gone too....but she didn't fall.   Another fist slammed into Kayla's pubic curls, and as she began to double over, a ruthless right swept up between her parted thighs, ......THWUMMMP.....Kayla took the sickening blow full in her naked cxnt.  Waves of unendurable, searing pain shot through the young woman's body.  Pain that no call to will power could overcome.  She lost all strength...and most of her consciousness as well, and while leaning back on the ropes, slowly began to slide down.  

I felt like my own guts were being ripped from my belly.  "NO JESSIE.......NO MORE !! "  I screamed as she loaded up another fist.  " GOD DAMN YOU......YOU FUCKING BITCH.........You'll KILL her !! "

Jessie's last fist crashed into Kayla's thick, trimmed curls....It's awesome force driving her up off her feet.....Her head flew back over the top rope, her arms outstretched, her eyes wide with overwhelming shock and pain. 1 Then her eyes closed, her body went limp, and she fell.  The 30-count was just an excruciating formality.


Part 4:  The Aftermath

Jessie and Emma pranced giddily around the ring to the huge cheers of the rabid crowd.    As the ring announcer appeared with the scantily-clad Mallory and the gold attache case, Emma took time out from her joyful strutting to pick Heather up off the arena floor and toss her back into the ring.  
 
"Jessika"  The emcee said  he handed her the $20,000.00.  "This belongs to you and Emma, winners of the FABULOUS LOVERS' BRAWL !! "   The cheers from the stands became deafening.   As Jessie paraded around the ring holding the cash-filled case high over her head, Emma grabbed a large gym bag from underneath the ring apron and brought it into the ring.   Out came rope, lots of it, and Jessika began to wrap coils around Heather.

"FUCK NO, JESSIE, you've done ENOUGH !! "  I yelled as I stood up on the apron.  As I stepped between the top and middle rope, Emma's right foot slammed into the side of my head.  The next thing I felt was Jessika's big fist being planted in my belly....low....just above my cock and balls.  AW FFUUUUCCCKKKK .....YOU BITCHES !!  I screamed silently, unable to breathe.

Jessika cackled with glee as she smiled at me.  "Stay out of our way, Abraham.....or my next punch will be an inch to the SOUTH !! "   She shoved me under the bottom rope and on to the arena floor.  Pain ripped through my right hip as I landed on it with a THUMPPP.

By the time I got back on the stool in our corner, Heather's bikini bottom was gone, and my women were bound by lengths of rope.  I felt as small as I ever have in my life.  All I could do was cringe.    Ropes were wrapped around their waists and criss-crossed over their chests  The chest bonds were wrapped around their breasts so tightly that their breasts swelled noticeably.  The last loop of rope ran up through their cxnts, right between their outer pussy lips, digging into delicate vulva.

(Kayla - bound and humiliated)

 Jessie grabbed Kayla under her arms and lifted her up....PARADING HER TO THE CROWD.

"THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FUCK WITH BIG BAD JESS !! "  She hollered.  "I WANT MY TITLE BACK  YOU WORTHLESS SLUT !!!......WHO'S THE QUEEN NOW  ?? "  As she tossed Kayla back down to the canvas..........

OH SHIT !!   HOW THE FUCK.......   Laurie and Rachel had made their way into the ring.  WHERE WAS SECURITY ??   Emma went back to the gym bag and brought out a large portable electric razor.  Laurie's eyes lit up as it was handed to her.  She and Rachel broke out in immense grins as Emma removed the ropes that were cutting into my girls' pussies.

Kayla and Heather's eyes rolled wide in shock and shame at the thought of what was about to happen, and Kayla muttered defiantly: "Don't Laurie ... you'll fucking regret it ... I'm warning you ..."

But Laurie giggled sadistically: "Heh, heh ... you're in no position to do anything about it, now are you, slut? ... Payback is such a lovely bitch, isn't it? TEE HEE!"

In seconds, Laurie ran the razor over the cxnt mounds of the trapped, squirming women, expertly removing their thick, trimmed bushes.  She traced her finger across their smoothly, shaved slits, enjoying their discomfort and public humiliation, then  bounced up in the air as she screamed "YESSSSSSS !! "    "Please Jessie, can I.... can I do one more thing?"  Jessika smiled.  "This man-stealing bitch is always making fun of my belly.....please let me hit her....just ONCE...!! "    Laurie's smile seemed frozen on her face as she approached Kayla, bound and kneeling with her legs spread wide, her newly bald pussy in full view to many in the stands.  

Emma quickly tied Kayla's arms behind her and Laurie brought her right leg back  kicked out as hard as she could.  AAUUGGHHMMPPHH !!   Kayla blurted as Laurie added more pain to her already bruised and horribly aching guts.   Kayla's face hit the canvas, and then she rolled onto her side, horrid, gagging gasps escaping her lips, her face as red as the victors' bikinis.

"Better do some serious ab work, Kayla....you'll never get anywhere in the UFC with a belly that soft.   Yours is kinda like pudding...huh?"  Laurie chortled sarcastically as the four women 'High-Fived" each other.   She and her niece left the ring to more applause from the fans, and I thought our nightmare was over.  I stood up to help my devastated fighters to our dressing room.
 
"SIT THE FUCK BACK DOWN, ABRAHAM."  Jessie's voice boomed.   She raised her hands to quiet the crowd as  Emma dutifully returned to the gym bag.

"My Emma's quite a cook."  She announced to the quieted spectators.  She loves to use lots of spices....they so improve the flavor of ordinary foods.   And she LOVES to bake....especially cream-filled deserts......"   Emma took two containers out of the bag, one a huge pump bottle that was in a plastic bag filled with ice.  The other was a much smaller, filled with a deep gold liquid.  She also took out a box of cotton swabs.

"Now  Kayla, I know how much you love Heather, and would do almost ANYTHING to keep her from suffering.   Well all you have to do to prevent her from feeling more pain.............is to MAKE ME CUM !!!   The large bottle in Emma's hands contains whipped cream.  The smaller one has olive oil infused with CHILI PEPPERS.   For a week, lots of little red devils have been sitting in that oil.....ooooh how I LOVE HOT SPICE !! "  With that, Jessie removed her bikini bottom and lay down in the middle of the ring.  Emma pumped out  mountains of whipped cream and covered Jessies tits, lower belly, upper thighs and pussy mound with it.  Then she carefully directed the pump into Jessika's pink-lipped slit, and filled her vagina with more cream !!!

"Kayla, all you have do do is lick all this delicious sweet cream from my body....EAT IT OUT OF MY cxnt....and make me cum.   The sooner you do that, the less poor Heather will suffer.  Because as time continues to pass,  my wonderful Emma will put drops of chili oil on the MOST SENSITIVE parts of her lovely body."  
 
Kayla's face filled with contempt, while Heather's eyes went wide with fright.   Emma untied all of Kayla's bonds EXCEPT those that kept her hands tied behind her back as the brunette knelt between Jessies well-spread legs.  She first ate the cream from Jessie's breasts.

"Don't leave a spot of  whipped cream ANYWHERE. " Jessie instructed.   As her mouth reached Jessie's belly, she heard a soft cry from Heather.  She looked over to see Emma, "Q-tip" in hand, applying the hot oil to Heather's nipples.   Heather's bound body began to shake.  Kayla feverishly licked Jessie's belly clean and moved her cream smeared face to Jessika's thighs.
  
"Oh God, NO NO !! " I said silently as Emma ran a swab drenched with chili oil over Heather's plump outer cxnt lips.  She screamed.  Kayla seemed to inhale the whipped cream from the insides and tops of Jessika's thighs, and the redhead's body began to stir.    More frantic wails from Heather filled the air as Emma took more hot oil and placed drops of it on to Heather's  prominent, pink inner labia.   Kayla was near choking as she ran her mouth over Jessie's pubic thatch.....sucking and licking and swallowing........licking it clean as she heard her lover's anguished cries......Jessika began to moan and quiver.

"The thrill of winning"  I thought, would have Jessika on edge.........on the precipice......."Good Lord, may she be brought to climax quickly."

AAIIIEEYYYYYYYYYY !!  Heather's shrill scream cut into me like a huge, razor-sharp sword.  Emma had an oil-drenched swab deep inside her, applying the caustic liquid to the sensitive walls of her vagina !

Kayla began to suck the cream out of Jessie's cxnt as she licked her labia and clit in a desperate rush to end Heather's suffering.   Jessie started to shake and moan loudly as Kayla's tongue darted over her clit  with deep, firm strokes as she continued to draw the last of the cream from Jessie's slit.   Finally the big redhead began to groan and shudder.....Kayla  forced her face harder into her pussy......stabbing at her clit with her tongue....then plunging that tongue as deep as she could into Jessie's vagina.........cursing the fact that this evil bitch had kept her hands useless........But then it happened.......just as Emma was going to drip more oil over the crying Heather's clit..........Jessika grabbed Kayla's hair and JAMMED it between her now violently trembling legs.  Her moans quickly turned to screams as spasms of orgasm filled her body.  It was as if a dam burst suddenly, releasing a gigantic flow of powerful rushing water....    She finally let go of Kayla's head as her body's quaking slowed and eventually stopped.

[Kayla]

"Now untie my hands, you whores"  Kayla demanded."  Flecks of white flew from her mouth and lips as she spoke.  " You've had your orgasm, Jessie ..... I swear I'll kill you BOTH if my hands aren't untied NOW."

Jessie smiled and nodded to Emma.  Her hands now free,  Kayla grabbed a towel I threw her and ran to Heather.  She untied her lover and dabbed the towel  gently on her burning labia.  Heather was sobbing as Kayla licked the oil from her nipples.  Her tongue and lips burned, but she didn't care.  She hugged Heather close as Emma and Jessika collected their toys and stepped from the ring.

"I'm sorry, Heather,  I'm so very sorry."  Kayla said.  "I never should have gotten you into this with that damned challenge......."

" Please don't be sorry, Kayla.  It wasn't your fault that we lost......Oh, God my pussy......my pussy......it burns so......."  Heather winced as she spoke.  "At least you got Jessie to cum quickly......Emma was about to put that terrible oil right on my clit when Jessika began to cum.....Thank God you saved me from that."

Kayla helped Heather up.  We hugged each other on the ring apron.  I covered my girls with their robes and we walked dejectedly to our dressing room.


Part 5:  The Dressing Room

Heather was in the shower.  Kayla had just finished hers and had gingerly put on a blue bra and matching panties.    None of us had said much since we left the ring.   I was sitting on a wide, low, armless chair  in the newly remodelled  "main event" dressing room.....separate shower and bathrooms.......big dressing table in the center if the room......closed  circuit TV.......nice, comfortable appointments.   Kayla finished drying her hair and was holding a big, thick white towel.   She walked slowly to me, sat down on my left thigh, put her head in the side of my neck, and hugged me.   She was careful not to hold me too tight.

"Abby, be careful where you touch me, OK.......GOD I'm hurting........I've never hurt like this after a fight.....never".
   
"It was as tough a battle as any I've ever seen, Kayla.   I know how bad you must feel."

 "I'm  disappointed.   Disappointed, coach, but not dejected.   That WAS some fucking fight, wasn'i it !!   I'm going to be one sore woman tomorrow."  She held me a little tighter and nuzzled my neck.    "We could have.....we should have won."
"I'm so proud of you.  You fought well.  so did Heather.   No, I take that back, you were magnificent.  No other word will do justice to your performance.  You gave everyone a tremendous exhibition of athleticism....wrestling skill, and sheer guts.   We just got beat tonight."

"Thanks, Abby.  you're so sweet"   She kissed my neck.   " You've got such a perfect neck, look how well my face fits !!"  She smiled, but then winced as I touched her ribs in the wrong spot.   "I'm OK,  Abby.   I love WINNING........proving myself the BEST.......but more than that.......... My God,  how I simply love to FIGHT........the challenge, the competition......the will to win.......It's so exhilarating, just being in the ring, challenging another woman......I feel so ALIVE when I'm fighting."   I got in some fine blows tonight, didn't I?  Did you see Jessika's expression when I took her in the face with that "Spinning Side-Kick" ?
 
"I sure did, that was one spectacular move.  And your love of the game, it shows every minute you're in the ring.   It shows in your face.....in your eyes.....in your body's movements.....I even see it when you're training."   But something told me Kayla was putting on a 'brave face', that she was very much hurt by losing this tremendous battle.  Yes, she's told me often how much she loves to fight, how alive she feels when she's in the ring....but I also know that she NEEDS to win, like any good fighter does.  And losing this,after coming SO CLOSE to winning......it HAD to hurt her deeply.  Perhaps her 'brave face' was for Heather's benefit......Maybe she didn't want to seem dejected in front of her lover who was obviously quite despondent, and that she didn't want Heather to feel worse.

Then, without warning,  a change came over her.  Her eyes looked different.   And now I sensed fear in her face.....anguish and anger in her voice. 
 
"Abby, I hurt so.....and not just the aches and the bruises................My GOD......the pain of being so humiliated.....it's as bad than the pain in my body ........I can deal with my raw, shaved mons......but those ropes.....bound and helpless....with my naked sex exposed.....Abby, my pussy belongs to Heather and to you......not a bunch of faceless, bloodthirsty fans........ God, that coarse rope......chafing my labia....that bitch Emma ran it right over my clit, and tied it TIGHT.......Oh, forget the fucking pain....what an embarrassing SIGHT I must have been.    And flying through the air with my legs wide open........my NAKED SLIT in full view........before I landed in the seats with that frightful crash....."

 Her voice trailed off and she stared to cry....but quickly stopped.  "I guess Jessie and I are now  2 - 2......I swear I'll destroy her next time........I'll fuck up Emma too.....that awful chili oil.....that's TORTURE........I won't let them get away with that."

"You'll heal... and you'll train as hard as you ever have.... You'll get 'em next time......"

"Abby....it's more than the bruises and the awful aches and humiliation....my bald snatch and all the rest.   I'm really scared.  Jessika just pounded me......my belly.....LOW......It still feels like her fists are deep inside me, right over my pussy.....and all those blows to my cxnt mound.....It's as if she wanted to ruin my uterus and my ovaries.....Abby, WHAT IF SHE DAMAGED THEM ......GOD how I HURT down here."   She grabbed the front of her fresh blue panties.  "Abby I want a child......YOUR child.....The child we've talked so much about.......what if she DID damage my ovaries???  What then???"

"We'll get you to a doctor as soon as possible........."

 With that there was a knock on the door.  As I opened it a crack to see who it was, the edge of the door was pushed hard into my face.  Jessika and Emma walked in !!   Jessika threw me against the large dressing table in the middle of the room.  I flew up and over it and hit the floor on the other side.  Jessie pushed Kayla hard against the bank of grey lockers that lined one wall.   As soon as she hit the metal locker, Jessie clocked her in the jaw,  then Emma stepped forward, grinning sadistically, balled up her fist and slammed Kayla hard in the belly.  Pain tore through Kayla's already suffering guts.  Her face was etched in misery as she bent forward....

"That's for threatening to kill us."  Jessika growled.  "We don't take kindly to that sort of thing.........And I want to warn you.....When I beat your flat-chested ass the next time we meet one-on-one.......and we WILL meet again......I'm taking my crown back, and you WON'T be able to stop me......And when we DO meet next time, I'll have THIS waiting for you when it's over."

Jessie took out a huge double dildo from the ever-present gym bag.

"I'm just going to LOVE penetrating your pussy and your virgin ass with this monster........You might even like it too."   Jessie laughed.   "But, then again..........probably not."   And I have a photo for you to save.......Plan on experiencing this treat as well after I destroy you in the ring.... After I've turned your body into a quivering mass of feminine wreckage...."
 
With that,  Heather walked in from the shower wearing a long plush terrycloth robe.  Jess and Emma turned  for the door.  Kayla took one look at the photograph and threw it disdainfully on the dressing table.

"Sweet dreams, Kayla? "  Jessie just wouldn't stop......."Please come visit me in your nightmares".
"What's that" ?   Heather asked.   They were the first words she said since we left the ring.  She picked up the photo that was on the dressing table.   Her eyes went wide.  "Is that a fist inside of that  wo................?  My God......"

"It's nothing Heather.......just some of Jessika's mind-game bullshit."  Kayla answered.  A long silence followed as Heather and Kayla began to dress.  Suddenly Heather started to sob and shake as  she buried her face in her hands.  The picture of despondency, she threw herself on the dressing table, burying her face in the cushioned head-rest at one end.  She spoke without lifting her head.
"I'm sorry Kayla......Abby.......I lost us the match........"

"No Heather, that's not so.  Hell, I lost the third and deciding fall."

"No it's true, we'd have won if......... I lost the first fall....."

"Heather, please"  I said.  "The Figure Four" is one of the deadliest submission holds there is.  No one can fault you for that.  You held out for a long time......"

"And I couldn't save you.....and I should have."  Kayla added.

"And I lost us the third fall too."  Heather went on, sobbing softly now, her breath coming shallowly... unevenly.  "You had to come in because I got in trouble right away.......Then you got double-teamed.....I was a useless lump.....you were fantastic....but it was two against one for the entire third fall.......A few shots from Jessie into my soft belly......and I was a beaten woman........I lost us the last fall,  just 'cause I can't take it in the belly.  And I'm paying you both back the money you lost......"

"Heather please, it wasn't just a "few shots"....and Jessika's one of the most powerful punchers ever......And Heather, I lost us the fight.  It was MY decision to let you start the third fall.  It was a decision that I thought at the time was the right one......I was wrong.........If  I had let Kayla start the third fall as she had wanted to, we'd probably be breaking open a bottle of champagne right now."  Heather would not be consoled.

"And to HELL with the money....we'll make tons more.......We won't accept a penny from you......"  Kayla said softly, but emphatically.

"C'mon, girls, finish dressing, and let's head home.  It's been a long evening."

[Kayla]

Part 6:  The Night

The living room of Kayla's apartment looked much like our UFC dressing room, in that Heather, silent in the car for the entire ride, threw herself face down on the living room couch and pressed her face into it's plush, cushioned seat.   Kayla and I went into the bedroom and sat side by side on her bed.

"Abby, I need you tonight.....I need Heather too......but I just don't know.....I ache so.......my mons, my pussy......damn......I took too many blows........"

"That can wait, sweet Kayla.   We need each OTHER tonight......I lose when you do....and this was one of the toughest losses ever.   We can need each other.....and BE with each other and just hug and kiss and cuddle.....That would be fine with me."

"Oh, Abby, you're so sweet........Please hold me......I'm still so very frightened...... about my womb.....and the child we've talked about and want......"

We laid back in each others arms and hugged.....we held each other for a long time.  Kayla began to unbutton my shirt and then her blouse.  We were soon naked......we kissed softly........I broke our embrace and bent down to kiss her breasts.  The bruises on her body were shocking.  I've seen Kayla after all of her fights, and even after most of her victories, her body showed the marks of  furious battle.   But tonight was different.  "My Lord"  I said to myself.  "She must hurt so."   I gazed down at her raw, newly shaved mound.  It was nearly as purple as the swim suit that had covered it.  I bent down and kissed it...as gently as I could.  Kayla groaned softly.  But It was a groan of pain, and not pleasure.....No, we'd not be making love tonight.


We said very little.  Within a few minutes Kayla fell asleep in each my arms.  I got up quietly and went to look in on Heather.  She too was fast asleep on the living room couch.   I poured a small brandy from the liquor cabinet and  let my thoughts ramble wherever they would take me ....."You can't go back and change the thread of history.....but that one awful elbow to the throat.....It wasn't even an offensive thrust, Jessie was simply trying to protect herself.....They say that success in sport is a matter of inches, or seconds.  It certainly was tonight in the world of Extreme Female Fighting....If that elbow hit her chest or even her chin... or even the side of her neck........And her voice, all gravelly afterwards.......her larynx was hit.......if it was hit full on, she could have been killed......"   My body shook at that last thought.

"No" I said out loud. "You can't go back and undo what's been done.  What matters is the future.  Ours is still bright."  I finished my drink, returned to the bedrom, and lay down next to Kayla.

I awoke some time later with a strange feeling at my groin.  "Kayla !!  My God how I love you"  I whispered.  She was kneeling between my legs, cuddling my limp penis in her hands. 
 
"Hi Abby dear."  She smiled as she stroked and caressed me......her smile widened as my cock began to slowly thicken and rise in her warm hands.   "Oh my, you ARE awake."   She giggled......that wonderful laugh that I love so much.   She bent forward and took me in her mouth.   I delighted in the touch of her tongue.  Her lips went up and down my shaft in a fantastic rhythm....first softly.....sweetly caressing.....then more firmly....demanding....sucking greedily....hard against my flesh.   This exquisite woman.....I love so her great passion, and her ability to make me feel LOVED.........She raised her head and smiled.  "You taste sweet as always, my beautiful, beautiful man.....Oh, how I love your cock.  It's so thick and gorgeous."  She cuddled me again.....gentle, loving, playful squeezes.  "I'd better stop.  Don't be cross, but I don't want you to cum just yet."  She giggled again, and turned around, slowly positioning herself so that her knees were behind the sides of my head.  I looked up to see her bald beautiful pussy just over my head.

"How do I look, bald and roughly shaven?  Am I still sexy ?

" You're incredibly beautiful......."

" Can you love my  'new, bald pussy' ?"

"Yes, you silly girl ......Kayla are you sure?  I don't want to hurt you...even a little....."

"I'm very sure.  Pain or no pain, I need the touch of your lips, your loving tongue......please be gentle, especially with my tender mound...."  She lowered herself  a bit, and I lifted my head up, my lips barely reaching her delicate pink lips.  I ran my tongue over her labia and she sighed.....a beautiful soft, longing sigh.  I grabbed her hips with my hands as she moved them down, closer to me.  My lips found her sweet clit.  I tickled it lightly with the tip of my tongue as I felt her loving mouth surround my cock.  Her lips and tongue were making me shake with their sucking and swirling.  I plunged my tongue into her wet, tight slit, savoring it's warmth and it's taste.  Then my tongue found her swollen inner lips.....pink and glistening....and then I darted stronger strokes across her now plump clit.   Her body fell softly onto my chest and belly, her mouth pulling my shaft back, almost parallel to my body, while sucking deeply.   Kayla began to moan and cry out.  I prayed the cries were of pleasure.  I moved my mouth back to her swollen, fragrant lips then feverishly licked her clit and sucked her gently with my lips.    As her moans came more quickly,  louder and longer,  my body was jolted by a wave of sensation.....the most powerful, pleasurable sensation....I exploded inside her mouth.  She made a soft, wonderful Mmmmmmmm sound.  I could feel her swallow.

"Oh YES !! "  She gasped.  "Yes my beautiful Abby, YES !!  Please....MORE......."  Her lips took hold of my cock once again.   But as her mouth opened wide to let out the wonderful moans that came from her very core,  she had to release my penis.

Moments later, with my tongue stabbing deep into her hot, wet slit, Kayla began to shudder......scream....quake..... and cry.   I kissed and licked and sucked at every part of her beautiful cxnt as ripples of sexual thrill raced through her body.  On and on and on she shuddered and shook, and gasped and screamed.  I was nearly overwhelmed with the joy of pleasing her.  I wanted nothing else. I could think of nothing else as she continued to climax.
 
As her luscious body quieted,  simple, pleasant thoughts flew through my giddy mind.  "Kayla, I so want you to be happy."  " Precious Kayla, please, never stop cumming..."   " Kayla, always let me make you feel loved and cared for..."   As her body's blissful spasms ebbed, she took me back with her lips.   Soon I sent another load of hot seed splashing into the back of her mouth.   She left me limp and gloriously happy, and turned around again.  We embraced and kissed, a deep, wet, hungry kiss,  sharing each others tastes and aromas.

"Kayla, you were perfect.   Perfectly sublime....."

"You too my sweet man.....and thank you for being  so careful......there was hardly any pain......I thought that 69 position might be best ......no heavy contact with my horrid bruises...."   She giggled once more.  I loved it.....All of it, her laugh. her mind, her body... her incredible grace and courage.....just simply ALL of it.    All of HER.   “I'm so sorry, though, that you can't fuck me tonight."  She grinned sheepishly and blushed a little......It will hurt too much, I think.....and it wouldn’t be fair to either of us to try.... and then have to stop....”

"Kayla, PLEASE.....you're sorry???  My Lord,  You were just so loving......I'm thrilled we could please each other......You took such punishment tonight....such vicious hits...... sex was the furthest thing from my mind when we left the arena...I didn't even remotely think it could be possible.......Kayla, there's one thing, though that isn't perfect.....far from it.....it's Heather.....let's pay her a visit."
"Abby, it's the middle of the night......"

"And that’s a great time to visit.....you just proved that."

Heather was still sound asleep, but wearing just a lacy white thong.  She was on her side.  Kayla gently turned her to her back.  Her belly was a huge, ugly bruise from her thong to her lower ribs.  Some dried blood marred the areolas of her mottled breasts.  I stood off to the side as  Kayla softly kissed her on the mouth.  "You lost nothing, sweet Heather."  She said quietly.  "We lost.....WE weren't good enough tonight.....Heather, dear, wake up."  She kissed Heather's pink nipples, and licked off the dried blood.  Heather stirred and opened her eyes.  "Heather, I need you tonight.....I need your love and your companionship......I need you to BE with me, and you need me to be with YOU."

Heather reached out with her hands and pulled Kayla to her.  She kissed the valley between Kayla's breasts.

"Abby's next to me, is that alright" ? Heather nodded as Kayla's tongue softly traced a wet path down the front of Heather's body, from her throat to her thong.  Kayla slipped off the white lace.  Heather's bare mons was raw.....and bruised.......Kayla parted her lover's lovely, rounded thighs and gasped.  Heather's crotch was an ugly red.....all of it, inflamed....that horrible oil.  "My God, Heather........." Kayla gasped.  "Heather, please, if this is at all painful, you must tell me to stop."

The only part of Heather's sex that was left untouched by the hot oil was her clitoris and its hood.   Expertly, carefully, delicately, Kayla's mouth probed and stroked and licked and danced over the little nub of sensitive flesh.  Heather sat up on the couch with her feet on the floor and spread her legs wide as Kayla knelt between them.  Heather leaned back and placed her hands under her buttocks, raising her crotch just a bit.  Kayla continued the loving touch of her mouth.  I turned around and walked back into the bedroom.  This was their moment.

Soon Heather's frenzied shouts and beautiful moans put a soft smile on my face as I lay in bed,   A little while longer, my wonderful warriors joined me in bed, and we slept, long and well.

THE END

[Kayla]

Indeed a devastating & humiliating defeat - and especially to have our pussies balded by that useless, old bitch, Laurie - and then displayed like sluts to the whole, wide world, was sooo embarrassing - sob, sob! 

But Scribbler:  ... how can you say 'again' as it's the FIRST fight Heather & I have ever fought together (not counting the one where we were victorious  in Wrestling Stuff's series) - and at Christine's I was the one who got defeated, with Heather only watching - though both of us did get humiliated together ... 

But a fighting girl must roll with the punches - sometimes we win - and sometimes we lose - and sometimes a bad loss just makes us more tough & determined to win next time - and be more merciless to the losers - Tee hee! LOL! 

Hugs
Kayla